Page 70 of Deadliest Throne

I went in for a check-up and had a few tests done as well as had them put the birth control implant in me. As much as I want a big family with lots of babies, I’d like a few months of just enjoying the two I have right now before adding another to the mix.

But let’s be honest, two months of blowjobs and oral just won’t cut it. I need my men. I need the primal side of them. The hunt, the chase. To catch me and fuck me dirty. It’s been almost a year since I’ve had that. It’s a deep, lingering craving by this point.

That phone call was the green light I needed. Excitement rushes through me as I slip my phone into my pocket.

Biting my lip, I head back out to the main part of the warehouse where the party is being held. I find my babies first, seeing they’re both in their nana’s arms before I search out my men.

I find Link’s eyes first. He’s standing at the bar, watching me. He’s always watching me.

When I give him a little smirk, he pushes off the bar, nostrils flaring. It gets the other guys’ attention as they are standing nearby. One by one my guys’ eyes find me.

Trying to keep my cool, I start walking towards the back exit. “Mom,” I whisper as I pass her. “Watch the babies.”

“What?” she asks, brows furrowing, then she looks behind me. “Oh.” She chuckles. “Have fun!”

It should be weird for your mom to wish you fun times while getting chased and fucked by five men, but hey, our family’s different.

“Little Bird,” Link’s booming voice has me freezing. Looking over my shoulder, my breath catches when I see all five of them, even Q, standing next to each other. All of them wearing matching predatory looks. “Was that the doctor?”

I lick my lips. “Yes.”

“And did he say it was okay?”

I give him a slow, small smile. “Guess you're going to have to catch me and see for yourself.”

Turning around, I grab the handle of the door and yank it open. I take the steps down two at a time, adrenaline and excitement thrumming through my veins.

My heart pounds hearing them behind me as I reach the bottom.

I don’t wait, flinging the back exit door open, I take off running. It’s still a little cold out, the snow only being gone for a few weeks now. Crazy how time flies. Just this time last year, I was finding out I was pregnant.

Racing through the back parking lot, I head for the woods behind the warehouse. I’ve never been back here before, and I hope that there’s nothing dangerous.

A wave of need floods me, each passing second the anticipation builds with what's about to happen.

I run a good distance before deciding my lungs can’t take much more. Catching my breath, I duck behind a tree. Leaning against it, I close my eyes, hand on my chest as I feel my heart pounding underneath it.

A snap of a twig has me stiffening. Ever so slowly, my eyes open. I whimper, heat flooding my core when I see them standing there, looming over me mere inches apart. They’re all wearing purge masks. That's a new one. And it’s fucking hot.

“Look what we have here,” Hunter says, cocking his head to the side. “A Little Mouse who tried to get away.”

“I don’t even know why she tries to run at this point,” Link chuckles cruelly. “We all know she fucking loves it. Don’t you, Little Bird? You're a fucking cock slut for us, aren’t you?”

I swallow hard and lick my lips. “Y-yes.”

“Bet that pussy is already dripping.” Taylor laughs. “God, you're so fucking easy.”

Their harsh words just make me wetter.

“I can smell her arousal,” Travis groans. I’m not sure if he actually can but the idea has me clenching my thighs together.

“I know what you want.” Quinton joins in, surprising the fuck out of me.

“What's that?” I ask in a shaky whisper.

“To have our cocks,” Taylor answers.

“And our cum,” Hunter chuckles.

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