Page 103 of Sovereign Oaths

“Oh, god.” Cruz paused his thumb on my clit. “You’re so fucking amazing, nena.”

“She’s a very good girl.” Marco kissed my cheek. “But you have one empty hole left.

I parted my lips, drunk on lust and greed and them.

His cock filled my mouth, and I moaned against it, licking up the shaft as he pulled out. I sucked on the tip before he pressed back in.

They were all inside me.

The five of us were one.

I didn’t think it was possible. I didn’t know it could be this damned good, but tears rolled down my cheeks as they moved in sync. Marco reached down and squeezed my nipple as if I needed more stimulation.

My body was too wired. I wasn’t sure I could even orgasm. It felt like I’d never come down from this high as my body was rocked back and forth by the four men I loved with my whole heart and soul.

“Come for us, princess,” Marco said in a strained voice.

I shook my head.

It couldn’t end.

“Come on, nena.” Cruz pinched my clit as he and Derek thrust deep into me, and I screamed.

The explosion of bliss and euphoria was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. My body was weightless, floating through the atmosphere.

They each finished within seconds of me. Marco pulled out and came over my back as if I needed his mark to know I was his.

I belonged to them, with them. Forever.

We just had to find a way to survive first.

“Are you sure?” Cruz kissed my cheek.

I nodded, trying to keep my annoyance from showing. It wasn’t the first time he’d asked. Between the four of them, I’d answered that question at least a hundred times. Today.

We’d been up and planning since Rod’s message came in.

They took turns checking on me, fussing over me, and offering reassurance.

This was what happened when I broke. I showed a moment of weakness, crying over the loss of a dear friend, and now they acted like I was a fragile little creature they had to protect. Well, now that they weren’t fucking me.

Granted, my moment was really a week of heavy grief. Not just for Ama or Maria, but for my entire life to this point.

“I just need to finish my makeup, and I’ll be ready.” I met his eyes in the mirror, and he sighed and kissed the top of my head before leaving me in the bathroom.

Adding more mascara so I would look truly devastated when I cried, I avoided my own gaze. It was too hard to look at myself.

I did this. I brought an entire family burning to the ground. I’d done it for almost a decade. Destroying. Killing.

The Alpha pointed, and I acted, never questioning, because it was my only choice.

My entire life, I’d been a prisoner.In a gilded cage, sure, but I was only now seeing how trapped the confines of the Pack had been.

I’d never been in control of my own life. I’d lied to myself, thinking I’d found a way to get what I wanted, a loophole to convince myself I had a choice. Not being forced to marry and have children was my only goal.

Now, my eyes were open.

I couldn’t go back to my old life. It was too small. How could I spend every day going through the same motions of sleep, training, running, training, sleep? Over and over. Waiting for my phone to ring with a new mission just to have something to do.

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