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Pressure began building in her lower abdomen already, and her loud moans were being muffled by Knox’s cock. He gripped her hair, forcing her down on him harder and faster to match Zeke’s speed.

The sensations were too much, too overwhelming, and time faded away. The room was filled only with the sounds of Zeke fucking her and her sucking off Knox. The little voice in the back of her head telling her to stay away from them was gone, and it had been replaced by the voice of her wolf telling her to mark them and make them hers. Her wolf was telling her that she was right where she needed to be.

Zeke reached around and circled her clit, his movements frantic and forceful. She could tell that he was close by the way his cock began to swell inside of her. The feel of it had her walls clenching as she neared the edge of her own climax.

All of a sudden, the sound of a door opening and then slamming closed could be heard from the living room, but neither Zeke nor Knox stopped what they were doing. If anything, the sound of it made Zeke speed up, and Knox’s hold on her hair tightened almost to the point of pain.

A chuckle rumbled through Knox’s stomach. “I knew he couldn’t resist.”

Heavy footsteps thundered down the hallway, and when she glanced over, Drake was standing in the doorway. His eyes were flashing, and he had a ravenous look on his face as he unbuttoned his jeans. She was sure he was getting an eye-full, her sucking on Knox’s dick while Zeke fucked her from behind.

“Now you’re really going to get destroyed,” Knox told her.

Seeing the hungry look in Drake’s eyes sent her flying over the edge. Her orgasm hit her so hard that her whole body clenched as she moaned. Knox shoved her down on his dick with a growl, choking her and making her pussy clamp down on Zeke.

“Shit!” Zeke cursed loudly as he slammed into her three more times before stilling and filling her with ropes of his cum.

Chapter Six

Drake

Drake had tried to stop himself from coming up here. He knew that he needed to be the smart one, and Amara was going to bring them nothing but trouble. But after witnessing the guys fingering her in the bar, making her cum and him having to smell it from across the room . . .

Who the fuck could resist that?

He had barely contained himself in the booth he had secluded himself in.

On top of that, knowing what was going on the moment they took her upstairs, he couldn’t resist anymore. The bottle had shattered in his grip, and he knew then and there that he was in deep shit. He sat there for a moment longer, wrestling his emotions between what was the right thing to do and what was pure instinct, while the bartender cleaned up the mess. But once he was alone again, imagining what they were doing to her, picturing what he could do to her, he took off up the stairs. He completely lost control, and before he knew it, he found himself standing outside Zeke’s bedroom.

The sounds of their fucking, the smell, drove him mad. He slammed open the bedroom door and began to unbutton his jeans as he took the sight in before him. It made him feral. Amara was naked, being impaled by Zeke as she sucked Knox’s dick. Tears rolled down her face, making a mess of black streaks under her eyes from her makeup. Knox had her hair in his fist while Zeke’s fingers dug into her curvy hips. It was more than he could take. His dick was so hard it was throbbing painfully.

He shoved his pants and underwear down and fisted his dick for some relief. There was something about the way she came the moment she locked eyes with him, Knox’s cock hollowing out her cheeks. It snapped his resolve, and he shucked off his shirt. He was going to make a fucking mess of her. He didn’t need his shirt to get ruined in the process.

He didn’t allow himself to think twice before he kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants gathered at his ankles. His footfalls thundered as he made his way toward the bed.

“So nice of you to join us,” Knox said as Drake climbed onto the bed.

“Fuck you,” he growled angrily.

Knox grinned at him as he slid down the bed beneath Amara. He yanked her off Zeke’s dick, causing Zeke to hiss and her to whimper, and then he slammed her down on his cock. The way Amara threw back her head in a gasp caused precum to gather at the tip of Drake’s dick. Her back bowed, and her fucking beautiful tits jutted out, the nipples tight peaks that begged for him to close his mouth around them. He wondered just how sensitive she was by now because, like him, he knew the guys liked to destroy their ‘toys’.

Knox slid his hands from the collar of her neck, over her tits, and down to her ass where he gripped tightly. “I’m taking her pussy,” he proclaimed with a flex of his jaw like he was barely hanging on and she hadn’t even moved yet. He spread her ass, and Zeke headed to the nightstand. “Zeke’s taking her ass, but her mouth is free.” He glanced up at him with a wicked, toothy smile. “She’s very good with it.”

“Princesa,” Zeke said with a grin. He took the lube from the drawer and spread it all over his cock. Despite cumming just moments before, he was still hard and clearly gearing up for another go. “Why don’t you show Drake what he’s been missing out on, hm?”

“Swallow his cock, little bunny,” Knox purred. “While I fuck this pussy and Zeke takes that ass.”

Amara looked at him with hazy eyes, and she didn’t hesitate to take his dick into her mouth. Warmth spread all over his length, and her bottom teeth slightly grazed the underside. He shuddered at the way it felt.

She turned her tear-stained face up to look at his once again. At this angle, it looked like her eyes were begging like a starving street dog for scraps. He wanted nothing more than to grab her hair and slam all the way down her throat. The sight of his cock being swallowed by her was almost too much for his control, but he gritted his teeth instead.

Knox began to slide her back and forth on his cock, testing the waters so to speak, and when she moaned around his dick, he let out a groan of his own. The vibrations went straight to his tight balls and right up his spine.

Knox had been right; she definitely knew what she was doing. She swirled her tongue around his tip and then sucked down his shaft, making his dick throb against her tongue.

His control slipped, and he grabbed her head, shoved it down his length, and held her there. Big tears and streams of saliva dribbled down as Knox groaned below her. She must have clenched around him.

Zeke climbed onto the bed behind her, and Knox slowed down. He could only watch as Zeke dripped a generous amount of lube onto her ass. Goosebumps rose over her slick skin as he spread it around.

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