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His eyes are dry as he curses his brothers, but there’s a grin on his lips, and I know he loves them all.

Perhaps, one day, they can all love me like this too.

Forty-Six

HER

My belly is full of butterflies as I step into our room. His brothers all wait outside in the hall, blindfolded, as he closes the door. Even Leno is wearing a black mask per Khalid’s orders – him not wanting any of them to see me. Another one dangles from his fingers, but I won’t wear it until he’s finished with me.

My lips parting, I shuffle back towards the bed as he walks towards me. His cock is hard and prominent under his pants, and I’m growing wet with every step we take together. I can feel his desire as if it’s my own, building me up as I fall back onto the mattress. My hands go to my pants as I shirk them off me, then to my shirt.

“Spread yourself for me,kira,” he says as he drops to his knees beside the bed.

Heart pounding with the anticipation of what’s going to happen –both his head between my legs and the train of his brothers after he’s done– I spread my legs on a hotexhale.

I palm my breasts after throwing away my shirt and bra. He dips his head between my thighs, and I quiver as he picks up one leg and puts it over his shoulder. When the other one is lifted, forcing me to lean back, my pussy clenches.

“Nowspread yourself, love. Let me see how beautiful you are.”

Reaching beneath my belly, I pinch both lips and open them to his gaze. He groans as he looks his fill. Then he leans forward and kisses my thighs, working up from my knees as he alternates between one and the other.

A kiss on the left.

A long lick up the right.

Another kiss on the left a bit higher…

Chills race down my back as Khalid goes slowly, the anticipation killing me by the time he reaches the V of my thighs. Passing my lips, he kisses my stomach, and I twist on a whimper, trying to control where his next kiss goes.

A low rumble vibrates from his chest as he moves his lips back down my leg. Crying out in frustration, I push a finger inside myself, and his head snaps up in an instant, his wet tongue pushing me aside as he takes what’s his. My head twists as I shudder on a wave of ecstasy.

I hold myself open wide for him. His shoulder bumps against my leg as he jerks himself off. I whimper with the need to see him, to feel the stroke of it, and I close my eyes to concentrate on our bond.

My cock jumps in my hand. Pleasure builds tight and focused as my lips work against my girl’s pussy.

Opening my eyes, I gasp, the feeling overwhelming, and an orgasm rips through me as he sucks on my clit. I roll my hips against him, knowing the quick releasewas just the foreplay.

My pulse pounds as I sit up. He lifts his head, kissing his way up to my breasts, where he lingers for a moment before claiming my lips. As we share breath in rapid pants, he asks, “Are you ready to begin?”

I nod, not quite sure how this will go but knowing he will tell me. I have come to anticipate his dirty words, my body heating just from the wicked curl of his lips that precedes him telling me what he’s going to do to me.

Dipping his head to my neck, he trails his lips across my skin. His tongue swirls at the base of it, and he sucks a mark onto me. “I will fuck your pussy deep and hard,kira,until we rise to the edge three times. You must hold it back until I tell you.”

He kisses the other side of my neck as his hand goes between my legs. He pushes a long finger inside me while raising his other hand to my breast before remembering he doesn’t have one. His arm hangs on threads of pain between us, and I thread my fingers into his hair as I close my eyes and kiss the top of his head. “Oh,kira…” I cry as the memory of him hacking it off is overwhelmed only by the scream that ripped through him at the time.

So animalistic.

So raw.

Sobroken…

He lifts his head to kiss me, and I feel it through our bond. There is no regret over losing it, only that it hurt me. I kiss him softly as he strokes me slowly, rebuilding our pleasure through the lingering pain.

“Focus on how good you feel,” he says as he curls his finger, hitting that special spot. “We have a whole lifetime together. Antonio won’t take that away fromus.”

Captured tears in my throat, I nod. I will not break from what he did to us. I will learn everything I can about werewolves. I will learn how to make potions and fight alongside his family. I will protect mykiraas he protects me.

We will have our bright future if I have to paint it with the bright red colors of Antonio’s corpse.