Page 31 of Hunt

Dante smirks up at me from between my thighs, his dark eyes molten with desire. He nuzzles against my slick folds, inhaling deeply. "You smell divine. I can't wait to devour this pretty pussy."

Without further preamble, he seals his lips around my aching clit and sucks hard, making me cry out. His clever tongue lashes the sensitive bundle of nerves before delving deep, fucking into my dripping pussy.

I writhe against the onslaught of sensation, my hands fisting in his dark hair. Dante growls approvingly against my flesh, the vibrations adding to the intensity building inside me.

Silas's fingers continue their devastating assault, pumping in and out of my clenching heat in time with Dante's greedy licks and sucks. "That's it, baby," he praises roughly. "Ride his fucking face. Take what you need."

Hector's hands map the curves of my body, kneading and caressing until I'm arching into his touch with abandon. His lips blaze a trail of fire down the column of my throat as he murmurs filthy encouragement. "Fuck, you're so responsive. I can't wait to feel these tight walls squeezing my knot."

Sam captures my mouth in another drugging kiss, swallowing down my desperate whimpers and moans. His fingers pinch and roll my nipples, adding sharp zings of pleasure-pain to the all-consuming ecstasy building within me.

My orgasm hits without warning, crashing over me like a tidal wave. I shatter with a silent scream, my body convulsing as shockwaves of blinding rapture radiate out from my core. Dante and Silas work me through it relentlessly, wringing out every last drop of pleasure until I collapse back against Hector, boneless and trembling.

"Stunning," Silas praises reverently, his eyes glowing as he drinks in the sight of my flushed and satiated body. "Absolutely breathtaking when you come undone for us, sweet omega."

Hector peppers soft kisses along my shoulders, his touch gentling as I float down from my high. "And we're just getting started, Bella. Tonight, this body belongs to us. We're going to take you apart piece by piece until the only thing you can remember is our names."

Dante rises up over me, his prominent erection straining against his slacks. With deft movements, he frees himself, his thick alpha cock springing forward to slap against his abs. The broad head is flushed a deep, angry red, weeping with arousal.

He notches himself at my entrance, teasing my slick folds with shallow thrusts. "Tell me you want this, Belladonna," he commands gruffly. "Tell me you need my knot splitting you open."

I whimper. I might not be in heat, but it doesn’t fucking matter. I’m fucking desperate. “Claim me,” I breathe out harshly. All four men go utterly still. I meet each other their eyes one by one. “Claim me, and then there’s nothing they can do. If we’re mated, then they can all go fuck themselves.”

“If they find out,” Dante says warily. “Then your mom…”

“We’ll get her out,” I spit. “We’ll find her and get her as far away from them as we can. But I can’t let them sell me to another pack. I won’t fucking do it. I swear to god, Dante, I’ll kill mys?—”

“Don’t even fucking think it!” Silas shouts before I can finish. “You’re not going anywhere. No one’s taking you from us. Not again. We realized how badly we fucked up the second we saw you again, and Bella, it’s not happening again.”

“Then mate me, Sai.” My eyes flit to each man, lingering on Sam. “You’re not an alpha, but I’m still yours, Sam.”

Sam's eyes darken with need and he surges forward, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. "Damn right you're mine,"he growls against my mouth. "Alpha or not, I'll never let you go again.”

Dante's fingers dig into my hips, holding me still as he notches his thick head at my entrance once more. "Last chance," he warns, his voice strained with barely leashed control. "Once I'm inside you, there's no going back. You'll be ours in every way."

I meet his heated gaze head on, not a flicker of hesitation in my resolve. "Do it," I demand. "Claim me, knot me, make me yours. All of you."

Dante snarls, a feral sound of pure dominant alpha, and slams forward, impaling me on his impressive length in one brutal thrust. I cry out at the sudden invasion, my walls stretching to accommodate his massive girth.

"Fuck, so goddamn tight," Dante grits out, holding himself still to let me adjust. "This pussy was made for my knot, Bella. Fucking perfect."

Before I can catch my breath, he begins to move, setting a relentless pace as he pounds into my willing body. Each powerful snap of his hips drives him impossibly deep, the fat head of his cock kissing my womb.

Silas and Hector move in tandem, their hands and mouths worshipping every inch of my flushed skin. Silas laves my breasts with his clever tongue, drawing one aching nipple between his lips to suckle greedily. Hector maps the curve of my waist and the flare of my hips, his touch searing me to my very soul.

Dante sets a punishing rhythm, his body blanketing mine as he takes me with deep, purposeful strokes.

"That's it," he praises roughly. "Take my cock like you were made for it. Fuck, I can feel you squeezing me. Greedy little omega cunt desperate for a knot."

His filthy words send liquid heat coursing through my veins. I find myself meeting his thrusts, my hips rolling in shameless invitation. I'm lost to pure sensation, drowning in ecstasy as my alphas lay claim to my body so thoroughly.

Dante's thrusts grow erratic, his knot beginning to swell and catch on my slick rim with every withdrawal. He buries his face in the crook of my neck, his teeth grazing my throat in dark promise.

"Fuck, I'm close," he snarls.

Silas kneels next to my head on the mattress and pulls himself free of his zipper. His cock pulses, the tip swollen and ready for me.

I turn my head towards Silas, opening my mouth eagerly to accept his throbbing length. He groans as I wrap my lips around him, my tongue swirling around the sensitive head.

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