Page 83 of Blood Pack Beginning

He left his mark on her, and while they’d already exchanged blood, something about the intimacy of that moment made it more permanent. More binding.

A true mating.

And then it was Diego’s turn.

She rolled from the panting Amir to her back and beckoned to the eagerly awaiting Diego. He grabbed hold of her left leg and draped it over his shoulder, spreading her wide before he sank his cock into her cunt. He plowed her hard, thrusting with vigor into her still-quivering channel. Sasha moaned with each hard thrust. “Faster, harder,” she begged.

Diego complied, his body slamming into hers, eliciting electric jolts of pleasure, but it was when his thumb found and pressed against her clit that she went over the climaxingcliff again. Squeezing his shaft. Milking him as he came. As he collapsed against her, eager for his own claiming bite, she also put her mark on him. Tasted his blood. Felt that mating bond solidify.

She should have been sated, and yet… Sasha wiggled out from under Diego and eyed Cyrus. He remained standing still, stroking his cock. She could sense his uncertainty.

And so she went to him. She rose from the bed and approached with undulating hips. His gaze caught hers, and she smiled.

“Ready for your turn?”

He couldn’t reply; he simply nodded.

She stood in front of him and dragged a fingernail down his chest. He shuddered but only made a noise as that finger dipped lower and traced his cock before she grabbed it.

Cyrus grunted and his hips moved in time to her fisting of his shaft. She kept hold of him as she dragged him toward the bed. But rather than lie on it, she released him and turned around, bending over, thighs spread, exposing her cunt.

“Fuck me,” she commanded. “Hard.”

The tip of his cock teased her slit before sliding in. He began to thrust, and Sasha fisted the sheet as he pounded her from behind.

When he gripped her hair and tugged, Sasha had to lift her head and saw Diego and Amir watched, their cocks semi-hard, matching their semi-glazed expressions.

It was sexy as fuck.

No need to wonder what they thought as they watched her getting slammed.

It was incredibly erotic. While she’d already come twice, her body coiled again in excitement. Her channel squeezed Cyrus, and his grip on her hair tightened, the slight pain only adding to the pleasure.

When he came, he twisted her head sideways so that he could kiss her lips, kiss and nip, actually. The sharp bite split the skin, a more subtle mark that she reciprocated, her fangs puncturing his lower lip. The mingle of blood triggered her third orgasm.

And as it faded, she collapsed on the bed. Sated. Happy. And giggling.

“What’s so funny?” Cyrus growled.

Sasha, not one for sentimental moments, turned a wide grin on them as she declared, “Never thought I’d be a pet owner.”

Luckily, they forgave her after she sucked some cock and had her first double-penetrating sexual experience. Mark the calendar, because, as of now, her ass was no longer a virgin and she was mated times three.

Probably the only good thing to come out of the whole fiasco.

She just hoped she’d have a chance to enjoy her newfound relationships because she knew their fight with the ghoul-making master was far from done. But while she awaited that final fight, she would train, joke, fuck and… love.

EPILOGUE

Before dawn,they relocated from the condo back to the compound, the normalcy of it almost surreal after all they’d gone through.

Sasha had almost died. Might have, if not for her lovers.

Her protectors.

My mates.

They were bound together now, blood and soul. Not something she’d ever expected to have happen, and yet it felt incredibly right and satisfying. And she didn’t just mean the sex.

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