He was her tower, her rock, her light at the end of a fucked-up tunnel—she opened her eyes and gazed at the other two alphas. She yearned to be consumed, to be held down, smacked, and juiced like a ripe piece of fruit. Now that she’d found them, she was ready to be saved in a completely different way, and she wasted no time in wrapping her small hand around the front of his pants. The thick girth sprang hard, and Killian moaned in response to the pleasure she knew she was giving him. It may have been years since their encounter, but she remembered just how slow to take it, giving the right amount of tongue and teasing kisses to the fabric, her smile acting as a dagger of beauty.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment since…”
Killian didn’t even attempt to wipe the dirt from his face. He opened his arms and held his breath as Rae fell into his sturdy chest. Quick and deep inhales came from his nose. Obsessively, he tasted and kissed her face, neck, hands choking and lifting so he could suck lightly around her nipples. He let go and smacked her face lightly, and though her smile faded, the excitement did not dwindle.
“Who messed up that pretty face of yours?” Killian asked.
Rae wrestled his pants down. She slipped his foreskin back and forth, making sure he was harder with each pull. Behind Killian, Vash and Lucas stroked their cocks. Instantly, she was reminded of when they first took her. She had been so young. So hesitant and docile. Now, things were a little different, but the new context caused her to submit like a shy girl.
“Don’t worry about it,” she said.
“I’m fucking worrying. Who’s skull do I have to smash?”
“They all abuse me,” she admitted, quickly suctioning her lips around the head of his cock like a bottle to ease his anger.
“Other people handle you?”
Killian shook with what had to be both pleasure and rage. He forced the back of her head down until his inches filled her throat. She took to him fast and easy. No, things had not changed all that much. She was a good submissive, and the finest whore on that wretched planet.
“Fucking take her,” Vash growled and yanked on his chains.
Lucas jerked his cock steadily, forearms flexing against the bright moonlight. “Come down her throat, already,” he ordered.
Killian released, and she gladly choked on the night air, cold and stinging to her abused throat. Tears escaped her eyes, but she went for him again, licking between his legs until she had his sac against the bed of her soft tongue. The masculine hairs pressed against her face, and her body seemed to hum with extra warmth.
She gave him what he needed with the tight clasp of her hands and rock of her wrists. The expected and strained moan clawed its way from the belly of the alpha’s pleasure center, stuttering out like an engine that regains its torque. “Pleasure, honey,” he muttered. “Pure pleasure.”
She felt the first wave of hot seed lie flat on her tongue, but more dense bursts warmed her mouth and coated the back of her throat. Yes, she remembered the smell, the taste, and the slippery feel of alpha fluid, the milk that sought to build life. She swallowed, gladly, but what she wanted the most was to climb on the men one by one, to sit and rock her hips back and forth. She wanted to be able to close her eyes as they opened her and developed a complex four-way rhythm. Sex with her men made her feel connected to something larger than herself, and nothing else could compare to the push and pull of three separate cocks. No matter what, everyone got a chance at rocking the boat, but she anchored them to the center.
Vash and Lucas finished their loads, but of course, it wasn’t enough. Even Killian clenched and roared in pain when his knot failed to expand fully down her throat, causing her to gag violently. Touching her was not enough. To give her what she was made for, he needed her cunt. Fuck, there was no time.
He took a deep breath in, but the whole thing happened so fast he seemed a little confused. As his mind cleared, he took her chin and examined her face. She knew she was beautiful, but beat up. And it wasn’t the normal kind of beat up. She had been fucked with for years, off and on, on and off, until she was told she was a queen. She was given leadership, but she knew her place. Rae never wanted them to see her like this, but it was inevitable.
“I asked you a question,” Killian said, lifting her chin.
She winced, suddenly feeling the pain from her sister’s blows. Then, she remembered every time Severin beat her, injected her with his medicine, or tormented her with his complex vision of the future. It was so tiring and disastrous. “They beat me. My sister. Severin. Sometimes, the servants join in if I fight their taking my milk. That’s all they do, though. No need to worry. My pussy is safe.”
“No one touches you. I don’t give a fuck how or where their fingers lie,” Killian said. “You are ours now.”
She placed her finger over his lips and hushed him. Tears soaked her eyes, but it wasn’t yet time to celebrate with confetti and poppers. “It’s me,” she assured him. “And I promise you. I’m not going anywhere this time.”
Rae anxiously tried each key to unlock the chains. When she found the right one, she unlatched each of the shackles and tossed the ring to Lucas who did the same. Vash stood up and eyed her silently. A single tear fell from his eye, and he bit his lip.
She cleared her throat. “Vash.”
Vash. The first one to integrate her into the pack. He’d found and stolen her away from Cassian’s evil, clutching grip. He’d protected her when no one else would. But at the very end, everything seemed to fall apart. They thought they had it all, but they hadn’t anticipated Ruby splitting them apart.
“Rae,” he said, gulping down the end of her name.
She took a step forward, but paused. “Well…” she muttered, heart rocking her chest. “Did you miss me?”
Although he nodded he didn’t exactly give the answer she wanted to receive. Rather than her glowing eyes, his gaze, weathered and hurt, met the ground near his feet. There was a lot on their minds, but perhaps he was lost in that night still. What happened in the facility was horrible, but losing her, his brother, and the world he grew up in couldn’t have been easy. He did that for her. And as Rae gazed at him, she wondered if he might not always feel their separation the hardest.
“We should get going,” Vash said. “Lucas, will you toss me the key.”
Rae stood tall and beautiful. Her naked body was tantalizing under the full moon, and she wanted all of them to notice just how womanly she had become over the years that passed. When Vash failed to lift his eyes toward her full and motherly tits, she sighed. “Why won’t you look at me?”
Killian took her hand and kissed up her wrist. “We see you. It’s just been… difficult.”