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I knew somehow that this was why our parents tried to stop us from exploring shit before the choosing, because if we’d known what pleasures awaited, we’d have never stopped. The feel of his cock shoving inside me, opening me up, making me feel impossibly weak and terribly strong, all at the same time. I needed him, needed this, needed to feel split open but he needed me just as much. Those sounds he made as he delved deeper told me that. It was as if he was almost able to get his heart’s desire, and that he wouldn’t be satisfied until I was.

“You good, princess?” Atlas tilted my head upwards and I licked my lips at the sight of him, kneeling before me. Just as before, he was perfect, hard, golden, but back then he was someone else’s. Now he was mine. I moved forward, Jayden grabbing me tight to stop me from going too far away from him, my tongue flicking out and across the head of Atlas’ cock.

“Oh fuck, yes…”

Atlas’ hiss felt like it slid over me, around me, a serpent of shared pleasure. He fed his cock past my teeth and I swallowed as much as I could. He tried to stop me when I started to gag, then groaned when I didn’t let him. I felt it then, that feeling of fullness, but there was more to be had. Under the sky, on the rock, by the light of the moon, I heard the cap of the lube bottle pop and then felt something artificially slick coat me.

“Fuuuccck…” Jayden groaned as I flexed and tightened around him, and Xavier stroked my spine.

“Shh…” Xavier said, rubbing me back and forth, circling my opening. “Relax and open for me, just like we’ve practised.”

It took very real effort to do that, to open a part of myself I didn’t normally have to, to open myself to him. To allow the three of them to claim every part of me. I pulled off Atlas’ cock to let out a long breath, then hung my head down as I said, “Now. Take me, Xavier. I need…”

But whatever else I had to say was cut off by the first of his fingers pushing forward. He smoothed the palm of his other hand down my back and Jayden ran his hand along my hip, murmuring words of encouragement to me. Atlas stroked my face as he brought his cock back to my mouth. One finger, then two, each increase had me groaning and Atlas hissed at the vibrations going down the length of his cock. Xavier swore as he rubbed the head of his cock against me and then slowly, so very slowly, worked himself in.

I wanted this, needed them all piercing into me, because when they did? When each one of them was inside me, I didn’t think, feel or see anything but them: my mates, my alphas, everything I needed. I rocked back and forth, something that had each one of them slapping their hands down on me to keep me still.

“Just let us do this for you,” Xavier ground out, his focus fraying. “Just let us give you this.”

And he was right. The moment I surrendered the situation, pleasure blew over me, gilding my flesh, turning every nerve ending on. Right now I couldn’t focus on my feelings or Jayden’s cock as he thrust into me, but held back his knot, or Xavier’s much more gentle strokes. Not even Atlas cupping my jaw and muttering sweet words I couldn’t understand, because there was no ‘me’ right now, only us.

Exactly as we were always supposed to be, perfectly in tune with each other. They moved faster, delved deeper as my pleasure ratcheted higher, giving me exactly what I needed. And I gave the same to them.

“Fuck, Kai…” Atlas hissed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…!”

The moment he erupted down my throat my whole body went rigid, a rush of white-hot ecstasy rushing over me. My mouth, my body screamed at the sensation of it, my cunt clamping down tight.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Jayden roared, jerking up to grind his knot against me, that direct pressure helping to string out the pleasure.

“God, Kai, I can’t…” Xavier sounded desperate. “I’m gonna…”

He came hard inside me and I could feel every jolt of his cum. It helped carry me up and over into another orgasm, my whole body bathing in the glow of pleasure. The moon beamed down upon us and the bliss we felt was just as silver, just as all encompassing, as its glow.

When we were finished, we dropped down into the water, washing ourselves clean and then they clustered close around me. I couldn’t seem to bear them being more than an arm’s breadth away and neither could they.

“Just like this,” Atlas told me as he held me close. “It would’ve been just like this.”

And right then I could believe in the promise of a life full of pleasure. I’d go through my heat, get pregnant and have a string of babies. We’d build our own family, one where no member was treated differently to the others. Each one of our kids would know love, all of the love we had to give. But as I floated in this cloud of ecstasy, cogs were beginning to whirr inside the town.

Going back home is only good if the dynamic is a healthy one. If that’s the case, you return to love and support, and you reflect the same back, yourself. But when you grow up in raging dysfunction? Well, those deadly tentacles start to reach for you the moment you are in range, ready to drag you under.

But I wouldn’t let it, I decided, as I stared at the moon.

The gleaming orb in the sky just stared back, cold, white and utterly uninterested in my promises.

Chapter 50

Atlas

“You lot look better this morning,” Mum said when we finally stumbled back downstairs the next day. We’d slept like logs when we’d come back after being at the water hole.

Fuck.

I could still feel the phantom sensation of Kai sucking the cum out of me as we all worked to serve her, the need to knot burning in my balls. I sat down abruptly at the table, not wanting everyone to see my cock thickening. But my little minx of a mate sat down next to me and then slid her hand up my inner thigh. I was helpless to stop her, although I grabbed her hand when she went to cup my balls. There was something in Kai that delighted in seeing my reaction to her: in the car, that was fine; here, not so much.

“Can I get you some breakfast?” Mum asked, walking toward the kitchen.

“Later, thanks, Mum.” Xavier added the last bit on hastily. “We’ve just woken up and—”