Page 139 of Claimed By the Band

I sidle closer, lifting myself up enough that I can press his cock between my thighs and buck into him for encouragement. Not that he seems to need any.

Silas moves closer, digging his hand into my hair and pulling back gently to expose my throat. When he runs his tongue alonghis mark, a full-body shiver courses through me. "Your wish is our command, beautiful."

"Whatever you need," Asher murmurs against my shoulder, pressing soft kisses along my spine.

They help arrange me exactly how I want, Silas settling back against the pillows while Asher positions himself behind me. Damon kneels beside us, his huge length already hard and leaking precome.

I sink down onto Silas's cock with a gasp, taking him deep in one smooth motion. His hands grip my hips as I adjust to his size, and he gives a hungry growl as I grind experimentally.

"That's it," he encourages as I start to ride him slowly. "Take what you need from us."

I feel Asher's fingers probing gently at my other entrance, already slick from earlier activities. He works me open carefully, making sure I'm ready for him.

"Please," I whimper as he adds a third finger. "I'm ready. Need you inside me."

He kisses the back of my neck as he positions himself, pressing forward slowly. The stretch is intense but not painful as he enters me, filling me completely alongside Silas.

"Fuck," Asher gasps as he bottoms out. "So tight for us."

I can barely breathe with both of them inside me. Every tiny movement sends sparks of electricity through my entire body. When Damon's hand tangles in my hair, guiding me toward his cock, I open eagerly for him.

The taste of him explodes across my tongue as I take him deep, moaning around his length.

"Perfect," Damon growls, his fingers tightening in my hair. "Such a good girl."

They start moving together, finding a rhythm that hits just right. Silas thrusts up as Asher pulls back, and the give and take leaves me moaning for more. Damon guides my movements on his cock, setting a steady pace that matches the others perfectly.

I lose myself in the sensations, the stretch of the cocks in my mouth, my pussy, my ass. Their taste and scent blurs into one delicious, singular point of bliss. My heat burns hotter with each passing moment, and I've never been so satisfied and desperate at the same fucking time.

"Look at her," Silas purrs, his hands tightening on my hips. "Look at her writhing and shaking. She wants to be full of her alphas so badly, don't you, beautiful?"

All I can do is moan against Damon in response, and his grip tightens in my hair.

Silas's words make me clench around him and Asher, drawing groans from their throats. I redouble my efforts on Damon's cock, wanting to please all of them as they claim me.

Asher's hands slide around to cup my breasts, pinching and rolling my my nipples again as he moves inside me, relentless. The added stimulation combined with being so thoroughly filled pushes me closer to the edge.

"That's it," Damon encourages as I hollow my cheeks around him. "Show us how much you love this. How much you need your pack, baby girl."

I whimper around his length as they pick up the pace, driving into me harder. Every thrust hits perfectly, making my vision blur. I can only breathe them, feel them, hear them.

"Close," Asher pants against my shoulder, his movements growing erratic. "Fuck, Si, she's so tight. I can feel you inside her."

"Mmh," Silas groans in agreement, his hips driving harder into me. "Me, too."

His words push me over the edge, and I come with a muffled cry around Damon's cock. My body clenches rhythmically around both lengths inside me as I ride out the waves of my orgasm. The most intense yet.

"Fuck," Silas growls as his knot slips in and my inner walls milk him dry. My pussy clenches rhythmically around his knot and I press back against where Asher is inside me. "That's it, beautiful. Take everything we give you."

They both follow right after, filling me completely as Damon spills down my throat with a groan. I swallow everything he gives me eagerly, trying to catch my breath as they all slowly still.

We collapse together in a tangle of limbs, sweat-slick skin pressed against skin. My heat still simmers under the surface, but for now I'm content to bask in the afterglow surrounded by my pack. I'm satisfied enough I might actually be able to get a few hours of sleep before I'm ready and desperate for another knot. But when I am, I know they'll be right there to take care of me.

"I love you," I whisper, not sure who I'm even talking to anymore. "All of you."

Their answering purrs of satisfaction vibrate through me as they hold me close, pressing gentle kisses wherever they can reach.

This is where I belong, surrounded by my pack, claimed and loved and completely safe.

And I've never felt more complete.

The End.

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