Shadowlands Sector,Three - Mila Young Page 0,61

heavily, trying to pry free my arms.

His smile is devious and it sends shivers of exhilaration up my spine. “No, you are exactly where I want you. I’ve dreamed of you every moment we were apart, my wolf going mad with the need to connect. And I’m going to claim that sweet pussy I’ve missed so much.”

Just hearing him talk this way has me practically on the edge of a climax. I suck in each breath, my hands tucked under my back.

Lucien and Bardhyl close in on either side of Dušan, their cocks erect as they have no doubt been watching us from across the room.

Dušan doesn’t even seem to notice, but if he does, he doesn’t bat an eye. His attention never leaves me as he slides his fingers over my knees and lower, then he grabs my ankles. He brings them up, my knees bending, as he props my heels up on the edge of the bed. With two hands, he pries them wide open.

There is no denial that having three men staring at my most intimate of places does something extraordinary to my confidence.

I feel like a queen, like someone so precious that everything I’d suffered in the past dissolves. And I adore that sensation so much.

“Cupcake, you are stunning,” Bardhyl says in his deep voice, his hand on his large cock.

Lucien’s eyes have already glazed over, lost in his thoughts.

Dušan strips down in seconds and before me stand my Alphas.

“Please…” I implore them.

That small demand has Dušan running his hands along the inside of my thighs, spreading me wider.

His thumb brushes over my clit so lightly, it sends me into small shudders.

“Is this what you want?” he asks.

“Fuck!” Lucien claims, his hand also palming his thick cock in slow strokes.

The edge of Dušan’s erection dances over my entrance.

I’m drenched, and I crane my head forward to reach him, anything to make him take me.

Gripping the sides of my legs, he pushes into me. The other two watch like nothing in the world can rip them away from the sight.

I moan the deeper he plunges, spreading me, filling me. Energy skitters down my body as he thrusts so hard and fast, my whole body jerks on the bed.

I arch my back, crying out with the arousal burning through me. The sounds and the smells are hypnotic.

“Never stop,” I murmur.

His fingers find my hardened nipples and he plucks them, flicks them, all while riding me. Our bodies grind together, his gaze never leaving mine. We stare into each other’s eyes as he fucks me madly.

I belong to him, to Lucien, to Bardhyl. Months ago, I would have laughed hysterically at the thought of belonging to anyone, let alone three Alphas. Now I can’t imagine my life without them.

And just as much I am theirs, they belong to me as well.

Dušan shoves into me, and my entire body jolts, my breasts bouncing. Lucien and Bardhyl stroke themselves quickly now, their gazes devouring me.

Adrenaline charges across my body, and already, there’s the familiar sensation of Dušan swelling inside me. There’s nothing that compares to the euphoria of him enlarging, his cock knotting. Pushing and nudging and hooking himself to remain locked within me.

Arousal rockets through me. Hastily, he loops an arm under my back and lifts me up and off the bed. I wrap my legs around his hips as he loosens my hands from the coat.

I throw my arms around his neck and bury my face against his chest as he ruts into me.

I’m gasping for air when my climax bursts from deep within me. I cry out, but he kisses me, stealing my scream as I convulse in his arms. My body is wracked with shudders.

“Fuck!” Lucien growls in the background.

Bardhyl snarls like a lion, while a primal animalistic roar rolls through Dušan’s chest.

Nothing even comes close to the warmth pulsing through me, at my inner walls clenching Dušan’s cock. I’m wrapped around him, and I feel his thickness thrumming within me. He grunts against my mouth suddenly, and that warmth spreading inside is him flooding me with his seed. He pumps into me, claiming me, laying his stake over me.

And it’s everything I want.

We’re both sweating, perspiration running down my back.

“That was fucking hot!” Lucien mumbles from the corner of the room, where he’s grabbed tissues and is now cleaning himself up.

Bardhyl has his shirt pressed up against his erection, his eyes fluttering upward, as he’s clearly still floating from his arousal.

When I meet Dušan’s gaze, he