Page 58 of Claimed By the Damned

“How am I supposed to know? Why do you think I asked?” She playfully slapped his chest. “I just left you guys this morning. You can’t go one night without seeing me?”

Drake slid up behind her, pulled her hair to the side, and kissed her neck. “Be a good girl, and take us back to your place.”

She let out a shaky breath and rested the back of her head against Drake’s shoulder. “That’s a really bad idea,” she whispered.

“Would you rather we fuck you right here?” Knox asked, slipping his hand between them and applying pressure to her clit.

Zeke moved to her side and ran a hand down her ribs. Her flesh was covered in goosebumps in a matter of seconds. “Take us back to your place so we don’t get caught.”

It was obvious that she wasn’t going to get out of this, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to anymore. Even though she had left them that morning, she had missed them throughout the day. She had gotten used to all four of them being in the same place, but the problem was there was no way they could move in with her, and she wasn’t sure they wanted her to move in with them yet either.

“Alright, fine,” she told them. “But stay quiet, or we will all be in some shit.”

Quietly, she led them through the trees back toward her place. She was still amped up from the run – she always was if she didn’t run long enough – but she guessed the guys would help her find other ways to decompress.

Her senses were on high alert as she listened for any indication that someone might be out there with them. Thankfully, she managed to get them back to her place undetected. She quickly opened the door and let them inside. As they looked around, she realized it was the first time that Drake and Zeke had been there.

Once they were all inside, she closed and locked the door, grateful for the new doorknob.

They surveyed her space while she pulled on her fingers. “So this is my place and –” They turned to look at her, and there was a feral heat in their expressions. She gulped.

“Bedroom?” Drake growled.

She pointed up the stairs, and then Knox’s mouth was on hers. He started backing her toward the steps, and when her calves hit them, he hoisted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Together, the four of them climbed the stairs to her bedroom.

Knox tossed her onto the bed, and she grew breathless as the three of them stood over her, staring at her like they wanted to devour her. She realized her bed and her room were not nearly big enough for the four of them.

Resting on her elbows, she took them in, wondering who was going to make the first move. But all three moved at once. Drake’s hand slid up her thigh and she spread her legs for him. His fingers immediately found her clit at the same time Zeke’s palms roamed her chest before his fingers expertly pinched her nipples. She arched off the bed, and Knox captured her mouth.

She would never get tired of this, the feeling of them practically worshiping her. She had thought it would be hard to keep up with them, but they made it work flawlessly. There was no worrying about giving one guy more attention than the others. Not that they’d let her. They always took the attention they wanted.

She moaned softly into Knox’s mouth, and her fingers tangled into Zeke’s hair.

Drake slid two fingers inside her, slicking them, and brought them back to her clit. “So wet,” he murmured. His fingers made lazy circles that drove her mad. She couldn’t help but rotate her hips, wanting more friction, but he pinned her down, tsked, and then his tongue flicked against it.

Knox broke the kiss and moved his lips to her ear. “Move in with us, little bunny.”

She gasped as Drake’s tongue flicked her clit again but with more force. “W-what?”

“You heard me. Pack your shit, and move in with us.”

They were so not having this conversation right now. “I don’t think now is the time, Knox,” she said before biting her lip to keep from moaning.

“Now is the perfect time,” Zeke said against her nipple.

Her back bowed from the sensations of the pleasure they were giving her. “I can’t just up and leave. I have to – I have to talk to the alpha first.” She purposely avoided calling him her father. It wasn’t the right time or place to bring him up.

She could feel the tightness curl in her lower abdomen, and just before she was ready to come, Drake pulled away. “Say yes, or I won’t let you cum, Amara.”

Her groan was one of frustration. She had been so close, was practically there. And now they were torturing her, refusing to let her cum until she agreed. It was what she wanted, of course, but there was still so much they had to figure out. “You guys are cruel,” she hissed. She scrubbed her hands down her face. “You know how dangerous that is, right? I thought you guys didn’t want any trouble.”

“Fuck the consequences,” Knox said.

“We’d rather have our mate,” Drake agreed before he dipped between her legs again and returned to licking her clit. She writhed as he brought her to the edge again before he stopped. “Now, say yes like a good girl.”

She had been even closer this time, and the fact that he stopped before she could come made it painful. Her fingers curled into the comforter. She was so frustrated that she wanted to scream and she knew they were doing this on purpose.

She swallowed hard. “Okay. Okay, I’ll move in. Just . . . fuck me please.”

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