Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
I then felt a probing finger at my back entrance. Whimpering, I did not have to look to know it was Helm.
Beo thrust to the hilt then paused as Helm began to push against my small, puckered hole.
With Rood’s cock in my mouth, I could not protest or beg him to go slowly.
Despite my anxious resistance, the head of his cock popped into my bottom with ease. I could tell he had slicked his member with oil.
The warmth of his chest pressed against my back as he leaned forward. “Ask us to make it hurt,” he ground out in my ear before nipping at the lobe.
Rood pulled his cock free.
My throat was sore and swollen, my voice hoarse as I whispered, “Hurt me.”
Rood shoved his cock back deep into my throat. Grabbing me by my hair, he began to force my head up and down the long, rigid length just as Helm pushed deeper into my bottom. Breaking Rood’s grasp, I swung my head to the side and let out a low keen as the pressure of having both Beo and Helm’s shafts inside me increased. I could almost feel Helm’s cock slide up alongside Beo’s.
This. This right here was what I had begun to crave…to need. The feeling of being overwhelmed. Overpowered.
Taken.
Claimed.
Beo began to rock his cock slowly in and out of my pussy while he sucked my nipples, using the sharp edges of his teeth to gently bite at the sensitive flesh.
Helm continued to push up my tight hidden passage while taking swats at my bottom cheeks as he commanded me to open for him.
“It’s…it’s too much,” I squealed as Helm seated himself to the base with one final thrust just as Beo also pushed in deep. My body was too small. They were too big.
“You can take it. You have no choice,” ordered Grimm as he grabbed my jaw and pressed his fingers into my cheeks, forcing my mouth open wide. Rood slid back in.
“She has the warmest, wettest mouth,” groaned Rood.
All three men began a slow, rhythmic cadence. Fucking each of my holes at once. The sweet delicious pain brought my body alive. Made it hum with awareness, opening the door for all-consuming pleasure.
Suspended between the three men, I blindly extended my arms out, reaching for Grimm and Canis. Each of them stepped forward and allowed me to grasp their thick lengths in my hands. Moving my hands up and down their rigid lengths, I felt a surge of competing emotions. With Rood, Beo and Helm all taking over my body, I felt powerless. Yet, with my hands pleasuring Grimm and Canis, I felt as if I were the one with all the power.
The air in the cave crackled with tension and high emotion. We were locked in a primal struggle. Male, female. Beast, man. Pain, pleasure. It all swirled around our writhing bodies.
By the low rumblings in their throats, I could tell all were close to completion. The thought brought my own release crashing over my body. Wave after wave of building pressure then release.
Helm sank his teeth into my shoulder as he poured his seed into my bottom passage.
Beo wrapped his arms around my middle and held me closer as his own release flooded my pussy.
Rood coated my tongue with his salty essence, ordering me to swallow his seed like his good little Red. I gladly swallowed it for him.
As the pressure inside my body eased, I concentrated on clenching my fists and pumping my hands up and down the lengths of Grimm and Canis till they both released into my palms.
We all collapsed among the soft furs. The only sound in the cave was our mingled heavy breathing.
“I need some wine,” I gasped, lying there sated.
All five men rose to retrieve wine and the warm bread I had left by the fire.
I waited till all their backs were turned.
Raising my hands, I could see both Grimm and Canis’ seed still coating my soft skin. Lowering my arms, I pressed my palms against my pussy, stifling a moan as I touched the still swollen and sensitive flesh. Biting my lower lip, I caressed myself as I pushed my fingers in deep.
Mingling their seed inside me.
I had just submitted to my true destiny.
Sacrificing myself to the wolves.
CHAPTER 11
The forest was still covered in a frosty mist the next morning when the men began to lead me to the clearing. There were tears in my eyes as Canis secured my red cloak around my throat, making sure to raise the hood against the cold. Helm handed me my basket filled with nuts and berries.
Beo’s voice was gruff when he said, “Now remember. Don’t try to return to the forest to find us. It is far too dangerous.”
“Please don’t do this,” I whispered.
Clearing his throat, Grimm said, “Red, it is for your own good. You made a sacrifice by coming to us. It is our turn to make the greater sacrifice of returning you to your people.”