Instinct made me their mate. They made me take it like a good girl.
I’m bent over the kitchen table in the sprawling estate of the three alpha shifters who lured me here to claim me as their mate, and the roughest of these brutes is about to ravage me again.
Meanwhile the second most infuriating of these assholes is holding my mouth closed to make me swallow everything he just gave me, all with my thoroughly-used ass still sore from a spanking.
And the worst part is I’ve been soaking wet for all of it.
Because my body knows its mates.
Author: Loki Renard
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$5.99
Length: 70,200 words
Excerpt
“Turn her toward you, spread her legs over your lap.”
Rafe gives orders quite naturally, I notice. He is not lacking in dominance, even though Einar is clearly the leader of this little band.
Einar does as Rafe says, turning me around to face him and letting my legs spread over his lap. The cloak is gone now. I am naked and straddling my abductor in the back of a van and very much hoping that someone fucks me.
That’s the thing about being a shifter. You never know who or what you’re going to be next.
I sense that Einar is hesitant at first, but he lets the other powerfully built man run his hand down my back from behind. He must be crouching in the bed of the van, not caring about being belted in safely as much as he does about claiming me in turn.
I feel Rafe’s fingers touch my pussy from underneath, as Einar holds me in place, like some kind of sexual chalice waiting to be filled. This is very wrong, but also very fucking hot. I am still a little sleepy, and something about those night chemicals makes me feel as though this isn’t quite real. It’s okay to let this happen, because it’s so far out of my realm of experience, I know that when the sun rises and the new day finds me, it probably won’t have happened at all.
Rafe’s fingers sweep up a good amount of my natural lubricating juices, then starts to play with the tighter, much more concerning hole down there.
“Hey,” I whimper.
“Hold her still,” Rafe says to Einar. “And spread her cheeks. Let’s see what having her ass played with does for her attitude.”
I bury my face in Einar’s neck and feel his big hands spreading my ass open. Rafe uses my juices to help my tight ass relax and soften for him, and before I know it, his thumb is pushing into my butt hole.
I let out a gasp of shock at finding myself twice impaled, one finger from Einar in my pussy, one thumb in my ass from Rafe. They work independently of one another, but they know what they’re doing.
“How does it feel to have your ass stretched, whelp?” Rafe asks the question. “I don’t hear as much mouthing off now, do I?”
“No,” I moan softly, my face burning with embarrassment.
“If you’re naughty, you’ll have your ass fucked. And guess what?”
“What?” I whimper the question.
“If you’re good, you’ll still take my cock in your ass.”
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