Page 108 of Unforgivable

"Daan."

Rhet fills me, not even a second later. I scream, arching my back at the pain mixed with pleasure as he pounds into me. "Look at me, Lyri."

I am. I am looking, although he may be a little hazy, truth be told. Pleasure is screwing with my head.

"Tell me you're mine. You're ours."

"I'm yours," I moan obediently in between the rhythm of my body.

"Not his," he spits, furiously, "ours."

"Yes, oh yes," I gasp out. I'm not sure if I'm agreeing to the words or what he's doing to my body... maybe both.

Fingers curl around me and send me flying again. My screams of pleasure mix with Rhet's shouts as he finds his release.

He moves, and before I've even caught my breath, Thjis is there, taking his place.

"I love you," he says in his dark, gritty voice.

"Love you, too," I rasp out. I'm honestly proud that I can coherently respond at all.

He grabs my knees and forces them upward, opening me to him even more. My fingers claw at his chest, the feelings so acute. I should be afraid of this, of males taking turns with my body. But these are my males. Mine, in truth, now, my lovers, my pack.

"Come for me, baby. All over my cock. Let's cover you in cum like the greedy little female you are. So greedy for your males. For us. 'Cause you love us, don't you?" he growls and grunts as he diligently chases down my next orgasm.

"Oh, goddess, please, Thjis," I beg.

"You need to come, baby?"

"Yes, please," I whine. I lick my lips, and he moans in response.

"Made for us, weren't you?"

"Yes. I love you, please, Thjis." I sob as the wave washes over me.

When the orgasm fades, I'm barely aware of Ezra until I see his sunshine smile on me. It's still a little predatory, but that just excites me.

"Hey, beautiful love," he murmurs. He's gentle, so unlike his brothers, as he slides into me with a moan of delight.

I sigh in pleasure, my body warming up as my she-wolf languidly turns her attention on the male who has never withheld his love from us. It means more than I think Ezra even realizes.

"I love you," I whisper to him.

"I love you more," he teases back.

The ripple of this last orgasm is soft, gentle. Ezra gathers me close as he shudders over me, his soft reassurances of love fading as I drift into sleep.

"You'll never leave us, pretty," Rhet's promise is the last thing I hear before darkness takes over.

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Rhet

"Goddess, every night should be like this," Ezra mutters, staring down at our sweet, cum-covered female.

"She was leaving us," I remind him grimly. We can't do this every night. Maybe most nights... definitely most nights. Not every night, we still have a ranch to run.

"Look at this," Thjis picks up his shirt from the ground. "She's got all our shirts in here. Shit," he exhales explosively. When he spins around to face us, he has tears in his eyes. "I can't believe this. I know we suspected, but hearing her say it, fuck."

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