Page 13 of Eternal

The breath of the beast lingered against her skin. For a moment he locked his one good eye with hers, and in that tiny space of time, Farren witnessed a kaleidoscope of emotion, ranging from pain and fury to sorrow and defeat. For a frozen instant, the misery reflected in both their eyes seemed to match, and for but a second, she forgot about hers and wondered about his.

He hesitated, bristled then closed the gap between her skin and his fangs. In her mind, she repeatedly said their names.

Ashton. Duncan.

Then as if she had conjured them up from her memory alone, they appeared before her, challenging the wolf-beast with supreme confidence, as if it didn’t matter that the beast was almost twice as big as they were and more bloodthirsty.

She watched in stunned horror as the single wolf-beast became two right before her eyes.

The sight before her shredded her heart with worry for them. Tears continued to roll down her face as the four mighty animals, leaped and rolled, snarled, and howled then had their massive frames shattered into the earth as they were flung from one end to the other by each other.

She had never felt more helpless. There was nothing she could do except wish for the safety of her mates.

The battle raged on for what seemed like hours. Her mates were losing their power, their fatigue setting in. Fighting the wolf-beast hadn’t been their only battle and she had no idea what other horrors they had to face and defeat.

Their bodies bore the signs of great struggles that had left their mark. And still, there was nothing she could do to help them.

The first flicker of estrus took her by surprise as if she had forgotten she was capable of it. She glanced up at the full moon, now streaked with tiny hues of pink.

Her nipples swelled until they ached. The slick between her thighs grew copious and the undeniable scent of her arousal was now also clear enough for her to smell.

She realized her mates had discovered her going directly into heat the same moment she had. And so did the wolf-beast. Everything stood still. The forest held its breath around them.

She was now fully in estrus and her need to nest and to be taken by her mates would drive her to oblivion if she couldn’t satisfy her body’s maniacal need for their cocks, their cum, for their balls to swell enough to tie her to them without hope of escaping, sealing their seed inside her, and forcing her body to latch onto it so that she may grow their babies in her belly.

The quivering fear in her face, the agonized greedy need for them between her legs destroyed her.

She yanked against the restraints, feeling the rope cutting off the air supply to the rest of her body. She wanted to gather the dead leaves on the ground into a comfortable heap. She wanted to remove her clothes and use the fabric to soften her nest. She wanted their seed. Their pups.

The howl that Ashton and Duncan emitted at the same time, crushed the silence and shook her down to her core. At their possessive verbal dominance, the desirous cream coating her naked pussy lips thickened and sweetened at the same time as she tried to lure them to her, to take what she was offering them.

The sudden urgency in the atmosphere around her tripled. The wetter she became, arousal leaking down the inside of her thighs, the more ferocious her mates fought, and the more desperate for them she became.

The guttural sounds of massive beasts raging with fangs and claws at each other created a symphony of chaos in her head that only the sight of her mates’ heavily panting bodies could calm.

It ended almost as suddenly as it began, and Farren was forced to throw aside her lustful haze to understand what was happening. The wolf-beast snorted and then howled at the moon in the same space that it became one single beast again before it staggered off into the darkness, heavily bruised but still undeniably proud.

She tore her attention away from the wolf-beast and her frenzied gaze collided with Ashton and Duncan. She gasped at the sight of them shifting from wolves to men, carrying forward their fresh wounds onto their human bodies, and howling in frustrated agony as they shifted. Their cocks were bigger than she had ever seen them before. Pre-cum leaked from their bulbous heads, forcing them to grip their shafts roughly in one hand and pump at their hardness.

Farren shrieked in horror as a swarm of flying creatures started to attack them. Some made contact, their stingers seeming to penetrate their skin. But nothing stopped them from coming for her. They yanked the creatures off their bodies and flung them aside.

As they charged toward her, the savagery in their eyes, which were still in wolf form, scared the human girl in her until she battled to breathe. But that same look further aroused the omega in her and embarrassed beyond reason, streams of her silky arousal slid down her thighs, turning her into a hot sticky mess.

Grunting and growling as they grabbed her, she didn’t know if she wanted to run away from the feral look in their eye or beg them to touch her.

The rope keeping her imprisoned was torn off her with their bare hands. Her red velvet coat too and the thin gossamer dress she wore underneath stripped off her body, leaving her naked, and her clothes in tatters on the forest’s floor.

The human side of her fear set in and she tried to run away. They were too wild. Too ferocious with their need to fuck her. Too big. Their cocks would rip her asunder. But trying to run was also motivated by the omega side in her which prompted the notion to make them chase after her. And all she really wanted to do was nest.

They growled at her, the sound dangerous and barbarous as they caught her between their hot pulsing bodies, their cocks branding her wherever she was touched, the hardness of their erections creating new panic inside her.

Panting heavily, she cried out as Ashton who stood in front of her bent his head and sank his fangs into her nipple the same instant as he lifted her and impaled her with his cock. The pain was unbearably splendid. The force of his thrust would have sent her into the ground had it not been for Duncan, who slipped in behind her, catching her against his hot, hard body, the essence of his pre-cum coating her ass as his cock pressed into her.

The instant Ashton dragged his pulsing cock from her, Duncan drove his inside her with the same power as his twin.

They bit her neck and shoulders, squeezed her breasts, and licked her nipples until she was vibrating in their arms. The sound of her wetness as they fucked her echoed around the haunted forest, her essence leaking from their cocks as they pulled out of her, onto the hard earth beneath her. She clutched onto them wildly, trying to keep them inside her. Her need bludgeoned through her with a force of an uncontrollable fire. She wanted them inside her and she wanted to keep them there, both of them at the same time so she could squeeze her flesh around them and milk them. Her body cried for the taste of their seed. The cycle of estrus made her more powerful, her clasp on their cock harder.

But their alpha sides were not accepting that. Ashton curled his hand around her throat, squeezing. His gaze warned her to release his brother, behind her, caught in her feminine hold.

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