around like a fucking animal. My scent is probably still lingering since I slept in here last night, but I want to make sure I mark every single inch of it. I’m going to make these men regret rejecting me. I’m going to make them want me so fucking badly, and make them wish they had taken me as a mate.
Audun’s room is right next to Reule’s, and I do the same thing there. I scatter his clothes and belongings everywhere, only taking care when I find a bunch of art supplies under his bed and a stash of letters and photographs in his nightstand. I push past the guilt and the tiny voice of reason in the back of my head, and I rub myself all over his bed too so he won’t be able to smell anything but me.
Caelan’s room is next, and then I find myself in Maalik’s. I can tell it’s his because it’s the most plain. He doesn’t have any photographs in his drawer the way the other guys do. Something about that makes my heart hurt, and I weep quietly while I stand in the middle of his room surrounded by the mess I’ve made.
I crawl onto Maalik’s bed, still crying. It’s all his fault, anyway. He’s the one who told the other guys to leave. He told them I’m not good enough to be their mate, even though it was obvious Reule, Audun, and Caelan wanted me. I need to make him regret it most of all.
After I mark my scent all over Maalik’s bed, I collapse back onto the pillows and let out a pitiful sob. When they left the cabin, where did they go? From the way it looked in that book, they’ll become feral enough to hunt for a mate to claim tonight. Who’s to say they won’t find someone else while they’re gone? What if they bring another girl back with them in the morning? What will happen to me then?
The thought of them claiming another girl makes me furious. I was sent here specifically for them, no matter how fucked up the circumstances were. I felt a connection with Reule almost right away, and I know I would have felt that with the other guys if I’d been able to spend a little more time with them. Why did they have to leave me?
I picture Maalik’s cerulean blue eyes and the constellation of freckles scattered across his skin that I’d love to map out. He’s quiet and strong, and so handsome. I pull my shirt up and trail my fingers across my stomach, imagining it’s Maalik touching me instead. I rub my hands further up my body and let out a quiet moan when I squeeze my breasts. God, what I’d give to feel Maalik’s large, rough hands on me instead.
I’ve had a threesome before. That was a few years ago, with a guy I dated briefly and another girl we both sort-of knew through a mutual friend. It was an okay experience, but certainly not spectacular enough to make me want to try group sex again. I’ve definitely never considered having a fucking fivesome with four guys, making me the center of attention. But now that the idea has been planted in my brain, it’s nearly all I can think about.
How would it feel to have all of them at the same time? To have Caelan, Audun, Reule, and Maalik all touch me and pleasure me together? They’re probably the hottest guys I’ve ever met. I wonder if they all have delicious muscles and abs like Reule does. But even if they don’t, I know they all have to be ridiculously strong, and I’m sure they’d be able to toss me around easily.
“Fuck.” I moan loudly as I continue to caress my body and brush my fingers teasingly over my clit. I’m so fucking wet, and I’m seriously going crazy with lust thinking about these four gorgeous men.
My body trembles in pleasure and my heart races faster as I continue to let out quiet, breathy moans. I use my left hand to knead my breast while my right hand teases my pussy. I tap my fingers against my clit until I’m practically aching to be fucked, and then I slide two fingers into my hot, wet cunt.
While I finger myself, I think about Reule, Caelan, Maalik, and Audun and all the things I want them to do to me. I imagine all of their mouths and hands