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Scythe’s eyes flutter shut for a moment, savouring the moment before they open again. “And where is your place?”

I swallow again. Scythe’s finger rubs along my bottom lip. Unbidden, my tongue sneaks out and catches his finger.

Scythe goes still.

Then he’s grabbing me around the waist and I’m soaring through the air until I’m bent over his lap. I land with an “oof”. My dress is being moved around until the massive tear of cloth fills the room. Cold air strikes my ass.

“My dress!” I gasp.

“I’ll buy you another,” Scythe growls from above me.

Someone runs their finger around the seam of my thong, lifts it and lets it go. It snaps back with an audible sound, making me shiver. The movement makes my clit jolt against Scythe’s thigh and I moan, grinding myself into him?—

Until Savage sinks his teeth into the flesh of my right ass cheek. I squeal before my wolf releases me and laps his tongue across the bite mark.

“I love your ass, regina,” he murmurs against my skin. And then right by my ear. “Do you know how much I love your fucking ass?” I turn and look at him, but he’s eyeing me sternly. “Now be a good regina and do as you’re told.”

“Now tell me,” Scythe commands, adjusting me on his lap. “Where do you belong, Aurelia?”

Chapter 31

Aurelia

It feels so fucking good to be pressed against Scythe so intimately. So instead of answering him, I moan, “Say my name again.”

Smack

I cry out. The sting surprises me, but it’shishand on my bare ass. His skin touching mine and my clit jostling into his leg. I revel in the sensation he caused. I want more.

But it’s Lyle’s finger that strokes over my thong, right across my asshole and across my wet, wet pussy lips. I moan loudly, gripping Scythe’s thigh and rubbing myself against him again.

Smack

I moan at the sharp contact of Scythe again. “If you want more,” he rasps, “you’ll need to give me what I want.”

“Please,” I pant. “Oh Goddess, I need it.”

“So needy,” Savage teases. “Beg, regina.”

“Please,” I say again, but it’s a whine. “Someone, anyone, give me a cock. Fill me up. I want your cum. All of it. I need it so badly or I’m going to die.”

There’s a beat of silence before Lyle roughly tugs off my thong, his warm hands sliding down my hips and thighs.Scythe’s hand soothes my ass, before grazing a pinky over my bare pussy.

I hiss, arching my back and swearing loudly.

“Tell me where you belong,” Scythe rasps, “or we leave and you get nothing.”

I gasp in very real horror. “No!”

“Yes,” Scythe says, his hand stroking down the back of my thigh. “You know I mean what I say.”

“Your pussy is so pretty, regina,” Savage says breathlessly. “So pretty when it’s ready like this.”

Oh gods, they’re going to kill me. Violent need courses through every limb. I writhe and pant, one part of my brain amused at this entirely new facet of myself but also entirely unable to halt it.

“Alright,” I say shakily. “I-I belong on a-a throne, with five cocks filling me up.” It gives me a thrill to hear myself say it, and the rush makes me tremble with anticipation.

“Are you shaking, regina?” The backs of Lyle’s fingers stroke lovingly down my cheek. “Do you want our cum that badly?”

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