Page 39 of Moon Cursed
Cataloging the question in my mind, I allowed my wolf to guide my movements. Ignoring his protest, I relaxed my throat and took him as deep as I could.
He groaned as I swallowed.
I braced myself on this thighs as he throbbed in my mouth. My pussy ached to be filled and I briefly considered using one of the chained Alphas to satisfy the need clawing itself through my brain.
As befuddled as Heat made my thoughts, I had more self-respect than that.
Popping off of Kane’s cocked, I drew my finger over my lip and suckled on the sweetness that had dripped down my chin.
Vern’s chest heaved and his bright green eyes were wild with need. He panted and strained against the chains that sparked with magic, jolting him with stabs of pain that he didn’t even feel.
Because what I was doing to him hurt so much worse.
I could feel that much through our connection.
It bothered me that he didn’t hate me for this. I wanted him to hate me.
Instead, he hated himself for making the wrong choice.
Too little too late, Alpha.
The one with dark eyes held his chains taut against him. The fallen petals of the Moon Blossom he’d been munching on lay strewn around him like broken glass.
I frowned when I sensed a similar echo of self-hatred like I had from green-eyes.
Perhaps I wasn’t trying hard enough. This was definitely backfiring.
The one with a silver streak through his hair echoed with a moment of hatred, giving me a measure of satisfaction.
“Go ahead,” he taunted me when I locked his gaze. His silver eyes were devoid of the magic that shimmered in Kane, leaving only an empty void there that seemed to consume him. “Mate your Outcast, pup. I’ll laugh when he doesn’t satisfy you.”
The assurance in his words sent goose bumps springing over my naked skin.
“He’s right,” the final Alpha said. Blood freely bled from the bite on his bicep, but he slumped over awkwardly to the side as if he had another injury I couldn’t see. “Unless you kill us, you won’t be satisfied until you’ve had us all fill that sweet pussy of yours.” His russet-brown eyes flicked down at the swollen center between my legs.
His nostrils flared and I squeezed my thighs together.
My stomach churned with the suspicion that he was right, because that single gesture had filled me with fresh desire.
Determined not to be made a fool by these Alphas, I braced myself on Kane’s legs. I matched his gaze and we had an unspoken moment of understanding.
This was our mating… but also a statement.
No one was going to control me.
Not even my wolf.
Fuck,she demanded.
Kill,she added.
She wanted to mate them all, then take her revenge once she was sated.
Wouldn’t that ruin us?
“Kaitsja,” Kane said, drawing my attention to him. He dug his fingers into my hips, the pressure just hard enough to make my breath hitch. “Keep your eyes on me.”
He seemed to understand the struggle that I battled with. Whatever conviction I’d had a moment before now dissolved into a puddle of need.
