“Please,” I begged, my voice a ragged, desperate plea. “Please, I can’t take anymore.”
But they didn’t stop, they only pushed harder, faster, their hands roaming over my body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my clit, claiming me, possessing me. I writhed and moaned against the wall, my body on fire, my need consuming me.
And then, when I was at my most vulnerable, just about to shatter right there with Logan’s fingers in my bottom, Edward slapped his hand between my spread legs, spanking my pussy hard enough to hurt and stopping my impending orgasm in its tracks.
“Aaiiyyy!” I cried out.
“But our mate has been a bad girl and she’s not going to get to come until she’s been properly punished,” Edward warned and then he used the flats of his fingers to spank my mound over and over again. My sensitive flesh stung like it had been scalded, and I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet and put on a brave face.
I could survive this.
I had to survive this.
Even as the slaps to my pussy continued and Jamie’s fingers slipped back into my mouth, and Logan’s fingers continued to assault my ass, I started to feel like I was losing myself. Like my body and mind were no longer one and I was somehow floating above myself, watching as I writhed and moaned, begging for release.
Then Edward used his fingers to spread my pussy open obscenely, exposing my clit. I could feel it pulse, almost like the open air was caressing it. With a wry grin, Jamie pulled his fingers from my mouth and without warning, spanked my clit directly.
It was the worst pain I’d ever experienced. The most intense, acute, and horrible. I cried out loudly. Jamie didn’t care. He spanked my clit again and again, and I knew he wasn’t going to stop until he was satisfied that I’d been punished like a naughty little girl.
“Please! Please! It hurts!” I cried out. I didn’t want to beg. I wouldn’t, but my pussy was burning like it had been stung by a thousand bees, and if this went on much longer, I wasn’t sure if I was going to cry or start coming or both. “I can’t take any more! Please!” I tried to sound fierce, but my words came out a meek little whimper.
My legs trembled, my body shaking, my breath coming in ragged gasps. And then Jamie’s fingers slapped my clit again and that was it. I shattered, pleasure and pain colliding and spiraling through me like wildfire.
I moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the walls. Logan’s fingers slammed into my ass one last time and it was like an explosion, the sensation all-encompassing. I screamed, my body writhing and thrashing against the wall, my climax ripping through me with a force that left me breathless.
“Bad girl. Coming so hard with both this soaking wet little cunt and your tightest hole sore,” Logan chided and the shame heating my face burned that much hotter.
I slumped against the wall, my legs barely able to support me. Logan’s fingers slid out of my ass, leaving me feeling empty and hollow. My body was spent, and entirely too exhausted from the intensity of the orgasm that had rocked me to my very core.
Edward snickered, his fingers tracing lightly over my sensitive skin.
“I didn’t mean to,” I tried, but the words died on my tongue as Logan slapped my ass hard.
“Bad little mates don’t choose to come. They’re made to come,” Logan growled.
Jamie chuckled, his hand slipping between my legs, his fingers tracing the sensitive folds of my pussy. “She’s so fucking wet, her pretty pink cunt is practically weeping for us.”
Unable to deny the truth of his words, a mewl of shame escaped me.
“You’ve had your fun. Let me go,” I pleaded weakly.
“She thinks we’re through with her,” Edward smirked.
“Such an innocent little thing,” Jamie said, amusement written all over his features.
“Little mate, we’re only beginning,” Logan said, and I could hear the promise in his voice. I tensed, my heart pounding in my chest.
No.
I couldn’t take anymore. I needed to get away, to escape before they consumed me completely. I gathered the last of my strength, pushing against them with all my might, but it was no use. They easily held me in place, their hands like vises holding me.
“Feisty,” Logan growled, his eyes dark with desire.
“Bad girl. You need to be stuffed full of our cocks, don’t you?” Jamie asked and my eyes opened wide.
Oh, my god. No. I didn’t. I was innocent. I couldn’t.
But my pussy was dripping, and I didn’t know how to explain that.
Edward’s hands trailed down my body, cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples until they hardened under his touch. “We’re going to take you, little mate. All three of us. One after the other. You can’t fight it. Now the only thing for us to decide is which of us is going to fuck which of your pretty holes.”
“I want to feel that tight little cunt clench around my cock,” Logan declared.
“I want to fuck that wet little mouth,” Jamie grinned.
“Then I’ll go first. She needs that naughty little asshole fucked first,” Edward replied, the dark excitement in his voice causing my stomach to plunge down to the tips of my toes.
No. No! They couldn’t be serious. There was no way I was letting them fuck me. I would die before I let that happen. I was a virgin, and I was going to remain a virgin. I was a hunter, and they were the enemy, and I would not succumb to them. I would not.
Edward stepped closer, his lips brushing against my ear. “I’m going to fuck that tight little ass of yours,” he whispered seductively. “Hard enough to make certain you understand what happens to naughty little mates who fight their alphas.”
I tensed, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t let this happen, but I was powerless to stop it. They were too strong, too determined. I tried fighting again, but Logan and Jamie took hold of me and spun me around. Jamie kicked my ankles apart, forcing me to spread my legs, and Logan wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and pinned me against the wall.
My bare ass felt so exposed. My asshole clenched as my naked breasts pressed against the cold brick.
“Don’t do this,” I pleaded.
Then I felt Edward’s thick cock between my legs, sliding up and down my wet folds, and I froze.
“Stop! No. Please!” I begged, hating the sound of my own voice, but I couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out of my mouth. “Don’t—don’t—” I couldn’t say it.
The rough head of his cock grazed against my clit, and I couldn’t stop the lightning bolt of pleasure that struck right through me.
“It’s too big. Too much.” It was true. I couldn’t handle his size. None of the three were small. I had seen that with my own eyes. They were huge and thick and there was no way on earth they would be able to fit inside my body.
Edward chuckled and I felt his hot breath against my neck. His cock continued to rub up and down my soaked pussy, teasing me, torturing me. “You’re so fucking wet, little mate, you need this,” he growled, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and lust.
Logan’s and Jamie’s hands roamed over my body, their touch possessive, hungry, as they held me in place for whatever was coming next.
Then Edward’s hand slid down my stomach and settled between my legs, his fingers teasing my clit, circling it slowly, sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
“You need this naughty little ass fucked, don’t you?” Edward murmured into my ear as he thoroughly coated his cock with the sopping wetness between my thighs.
I bit my lip, trying to hold back a moan. “No, no, no, no,” I insisted, but even I knew that my words were a futile lie.
His fingers dipped lower, tracing the entrance to my pussy. “You’re soaking wet, little mate. You can’t fool us.”
“Fuck you,” I hissed, and he laughed again.
“Soon enough,” he promised.
Without another word, he started circling my clit, teasing and taunting me until I was trembling with desperate need. Just as I was about to open my mouth and beg him to press harder, to give me more, to make me come, he moved.
He shifted his hips, the thick head of his cock nudging against my asshole. Panic surged through me. This couldn’t be happening. I was innocent, a hunter, a goddamn fucking assassin, and yet here I was, pinned against the wall, about to have my ass taken for the very first time by a wolf shifter. About to be defiled in the worst possible way.
I tried to push away, to fight back, but Logan’s and Jamie’s hold on me was unbreakable. Edward’s hands were on my hips, holding me steady as he pushed forward, his cock pressing insistently against my tight ring.
“Tell me, little mate. Do you feel like a bad girl? About to get your virgin asshole punished by your very first cock?” he asked, his voice deep, mean, and far too aroused.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Good, because bad girls don’t get it gentle. They get it long and hard and rough.”
My pussy clenched.
This was it.
I was about to get fucked for the first time in my ass and it was going to hurt.
“Please be gentle,” I begged.
“You don’t need gentle, bad girl. You need to be punished. That’s why that sweet little pussy is soaking wet.”
“Please!” I tried one last time.
“Do you need me to put you over my knee so I can spank your ass bright red first? Do you need that, naughty girl?”
I didn’t want that.
“No,” I whispered, my face hot as I imagined that very picture happening right now and I tried to ignore how my pussy clenched just thinking about it.
“Then ask me to punish this tight little asshole with my cock. Ask me to fuck you hard enough to make you come as pretty tears run down your cheeks.”
“I can’t,” I whimpered.
“You can,” he stated. Then he moved just a fraction of an inch closer, his cock pressing harder against my virgin asshole.
Oh, my god.
“Please,” I breathed, the words barely audible, even to my own ears. “Please fuck me.”
It was the only thing I could think of to say, the only thing that made sense in the moment, and even as the words flew free from my lips, I couldn’t believe I was saying them.
“Ask me properly,” Edward growled. “Say it.”
I swallowed hard, trying to find the courage to speak the words that would seal my fate.
“Please,” I managed, my voice trembling. “Please take my asshole. Stretch me open wide with that huge cock and fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me come.”
Edward’s grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh. “That’s a good girl, little mate.”
And then my ordeal truly began.
I cried out as he forced the thick tip inside, the pressure unbearable. My breath caught in my throat as he continued to push deeper, stretching me wider than I ever thought possible. I writhed and wailed, my body resisting him, every inch agonizingly painful, but he was relentless, forcing his way inside me.
It felt like an eternity before he was fully seated inside me, his balls resting against my wet folds. I was panting, gasping for air, trying to adjust to the overwhelming fullness of him inside me.
He paused for a moment, allowing me to catch my breath before he started to move. His hips pulled back slowly before slamming forward again, his cock filling me completely with each thrust.
I cried out, the sensation of him inside my asshole almost too much to bear. I felt Logan and Jamie tighten their hold on me as I writhed in their grasp. But with each stroke, the feelings coursing through me started to change. The pain morphed into pleasure, and the pleasure into something else entirely. It was animalistic, and it made me feel both powerless and powerful at the same time.
His pace quickened, his hips slamming into mine with a force that shook my entire body.
I couldn’t stop the moans that escaped my lips, the sounds of my desire mingling with the wet slapping of flesh on flesh.
Jamie was pinching, flicking, and twisting my tender nipples. Logan’s hand slipped between my legs, finding my clit, rubbing it in time with Edward’s thrusts. The triple sensations sent me spiraling and I tried to hold back my orgasm, but it soon became too much. With everything in me, I fought it, trying to keep the rising pleasure from twisting and turning through me. With every thrust of Edward’s cock, Logan’s fingers on my clit, and Jamie’s torture of my nipples, I was fighting a losing battle, and I knew it.
“Please,” I begged; I didn’t know what for. Did I want to come? Did I want him to stop? Did I want him to keep going? “Oh, please!”
“Come for us, little mate,” Edward commanded, his voice rough with his own need. “Come for us now.”
And I did. The orgasm ripped through me, my pussy and ass spasming as I screamed. My legs trembled, my knees buckled, but the three of them held me upright, Edward’s cock still buried deep inside me.
“I can’t, I can’t,” I pleaded.
“You’re going to come again,” Edward growled. “I can feel your tight little bottom clenching around my cock. I know you can give me another one, little mate.”
“No, no, no, please.”
“You’re going to come so fucking hard, you’ll beg us for another, and we’ll give it to you. Over and over again. Until you can’t walk. Until you can’t fight us any longer. Then, and only then, will I fill your ass with my seed.”
I whined, my body betraying me, responding to his words with a fresh wave of wetness between my legs. Logan’s fingers were still working my clit, and I knew he could feel how wet I was too.
“This little pussy is sopping, dripping wet,” Logan purred, and I blushed hard.
I hated that they had the ability to make me feel this way. To make me want them, to need them. I hated that my body was betraying me, that I was giving them exactly what they wanted.
“Don’t fight it, little mate,” Edward urged, his words punctuated by a particularly deep thrust. “You’re ours. Body and soul. You will come for us when we demand it.”
I gasped, my hips involuntarily bucking back against him, seeking more, wanting to be filled, to be claimed. It was like he had a direct line to my core, my very being responding to his every command.
“Fuck,” I moaned, my body tensing, the pleasure building and spiraling out of control. “Fuck. Fuck.”
“That’s it,” Edward encouraged, his hips slamming into mine with a brutal force. “Give it to me. Give me your orgasm, little mate.”
I shattered once more, my body arching, my head thrown back in ecstasy. My release was intensely hard, and I cried out, my voice shaking with emotion. My pussy spasmed, my thighs trembling as waves of desire coursed through me.
Edward’s fingers dug into my hips, holding me as he continued to fuck me, driving himself to the brink. His grunts and growls filled the air.
“Such a tight little hole. This ass is going to milk me dry,” he snarled, and my body reacted with a visceral surge of arousal. My asshole clenched around him, as if trying to pull him deeper, and he growled in response.
“That’s it,” he groaned. “That’s it, little mate. You want to be filled, don’t you? You want me to come deep inside this tight little asshole.”
“Yes,” I breathed, the word escaping my lips before I could even think to stop it.
His hips slammed into mine one last time and he let out a deep, animalistic roar. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me, his hot seed flooding my insides. My body responded in turn, my ass clenching around him, milking every last drop from him.
I was breathless, my body shaking, as I slumped against the wall. Edward’s hands were gentle now, his touch soothing as he ran his fingers over my back, my hips, my ass. He pulled out of me slowly and I couldn’t help the soft groan that escaped my lips.
I was exhausted, my body aching in ways I never imagined possible.
“Aww, look at our little mate. She thinks she’s done,” Logan murmured, and I stiffened immediately.
Wait. What?
I stared at Logan with wide eyes. They couldn’t be serious. I’d just gotten my ass fucked and I could still feel Edward’s seed dripping from my well-used hole, but that wasn’t the end of my punishment?
There was more. They weren’t finished with me yet.
“Your mouth is next, little mate,” Jamie said, and my heart skipped a beat. “But I’m not going to fuck you hard. I’m going to take it nice and slow and enjoy the feel of your lips around my cock as you choke and beg me to stop.”
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. “Please,” I begged, my words barely more than a ragged whisper. “I can’t.”
But even as the words left my lips, my body was already responding, my clit throbbing with need.
“You can, little mate,” Jamie insisted, his hand tracing the curve of my jaw. “You will. Now get down on your knees.”
I hesitated for a moment, but then Jamie’s hand was on my shoulder, pushing me down, and I obeyed, sinking to my knees in front of him onto my forgotten coat beneath me. The cold, hard ground bit through the fabric into my skin, but I ignored it, focusing instead on the man towering over me.
His eyes were dark with desire, and he wasted no time pressing his cock against my lips.
I tried to turn away, to deny him entrance, but he was relentless, his grip on my chin firm. “Open up, little mate,” he growled, his tone commanding as he lightly cuffed my cheek. It stung, but it was the humiliation that really burned through me with the other two men witnessing the stern admonishment.
With a shaky breath, I did as he said, parting my lips and allowing his thick length to slide past them. Instantly, the taste of him was overwhelming as his scent filled my nostrils.
My body was a mess of conflicting emotions. Part of me wanted to resist him, to fight back and deny him what he sought, but another part of me, a part hidden deep inside me that I couldn’t seem to ignore, wanted him to use me, to fuck my mouth and claim me as his own.
I couldn’t help but moan around his cock as he pushed deeper, the sound vibrating against his shaft. He groaned in response, his hips thrusting forward, his hands gripping my hair tightly. I tried to pull back for a breath, but he held me in place, his cock pressing against the back of my throat.
I gagged, tears springing to my eyes. He ignored me and kept his own pace, sliding in and out, fucking my mouth slow and steady, as if he had all the time in the world.
My throat ached, and my jaw strained to take him, but I couldn’t deny the sheer need that was building inside me. My body was responding despite my attempts to resist him. I was getting wetter by the second, and the thought of it only served to fuel my desire.
“Good girl,” Jamie whispered, his voice thick with lust. “That’s it. Take my cock down that pretty throat.”
He pressed deeper, and I choked, my eyes watering as I struggled to breathe. He pulled out for a moment, allowing me to catch my breath before thrusting back in, his cock filling my mouth once again.
My hands gripped his thighs, my nails digging into his flesh as I tried to find some semblance of control, but he was in charge, and everyone knew it. My pussy throbbed, my hips rocking of their own volition, seeking out some kind of release. I couldn’t help it. Even though I was on my knees, even though I was being used, my body craved more. Soon enough though, it began to be increasingly hard to breathe.
Just when he pulled out once, I managed to gasp, “Please. I can’t breathe.”
“You can breathe when you come,” Logan commanded, and he knelt down beside me and slipped his hand between my legs, finding my clit in a fraction of a second and rubbing hard.
Oh, my god. He wasn’t serious. I couldn’t—
Jamie shoved his cock back into my mouth. I gagged and sputtered, tears streaming down my cheeks. He pulled out, and I gasped for air. Then he was back again, his cock sliding past my lips and all the way down my throat until my nose was pressed into his pubic hair. His grip on my hair tightened, holding me in place as he fucked my mouth. My throat burned and my jaw ached to accommodate him, but I couldn’t deny the pleasure that was building inside me.
I couldn’t believe it. I was about to come. I could feel the now familiar heat building in the pit of my stomach, my thighs trembling as Logan’s fingers worked my clit with expert precision. My hips rocked, my body seeking out the friction it craved.
Jamie’s thrusts became more erratic, his hips snapping forward as he fucked my mouth with a newfound urgency.
I could feel his cock throbbing against my tongue, could sense his impending orgasm. He held my head in place, his fingers tangled in my hair, as he drove into my mouth one last time. His cock hit the back of my throat, making it spasm around his cock, my eyes watering, but I didn’t dare pull away.
“That’s it, little mate,” he groaned, his grip on my hair tightening. “Come for us.”
His words were all it took. My body tensed, my muscles clenching as the orgasm washed over me, my clit pulsing under Logan’s fingers. I moaned around Jamie’s cock, the vibrations sending him over the edge. He came hard, grunting and groaning as his hot seed filled my mouth and dripped down my chin. I did my best to swallow as much as I could, but it was difficult.
When he was done, Jamie pulled out of my mouth, his cock still hard and glistening with my saliva. He reached out and wiped away the mess from my chin, his touch surprisingly gentle.
“Such a good little mate, taking our cocks so well,” he crooned, his voice thick with satisfaction.
He helped me to my feet, and I stood on shaky legs, my body still trembling from the intensity of what had just transpired.
“Ready for your last fucking, little mate?” Logan asked with frightening intent.
I swallowed hard, my heart racing in my chest. I was exhausted. I was sore. I was also dripping wet and my pussy clenched just at the blatant sexuality in his tone.
“Please, no more. I can’t take anymore,” I breathed. I wanted to be confident and strong, but I felt broken, and the words came out as a desperate plea.
Logan’s fingers danced across my hip, and he smirked. “We’ll see about that, won’t we?”
He wasted no time, his hand dipping between my legs, his fingers sliding through my folds. I gasped at the sudden contact, my hips jerking forward instinctively. I lifted my gaze to look into Logan’s eyes. They were a dark mahogany, glittering with gold and amber like a forest in autumn.
“Don’t worry, mate. With me, you don’t have to pretend that you don’t like it,” he purred, and my face flushed red hot. It proved to be too difficult for me to stammer out a response, so I swallowed down my words and just shifted my gaze away, but he didn’t let me hide. Instead, he just gripped my chin and forced me to look back at him.
“Because unlike the other two, I know you’ve been thinking about getting fucked like a dirty girl since you first saw me, haven’t you? That’s why your pussy is so fucking wet and dripping down your thighs right now. You’ve been wanting a taste of your alpha from the very beginning.”
I wanted to say no, but the way my pussy throbbed, there was no way I could honestly deny it.
He took that moment of vulnerability as his chance. Wrapping one hand around the nape of my neck, he drew me to him and kissed me. Hard and deep and so thoroughly that it stole my breath away. I was helpless to resist him, his tongue delving into my mouth, claiming me as his own. His fingers continued to explore my pussy, sliding in and out of me, curling against that spot inside that made me see stars.
“I’m a virgin,” I eventually managed to whisper the words against his lips.
“I know. We all know. We can smell it all over you, mate,” Logan answered, and my pussy clenched hard as my knees wobbled a little bit. “But you’ve been fucked in your mouth and ass. You’re ready to take a cock in that tight little cunt.”
“Wait—” I started, but I couldn’t get another word out as he lifted me clean off the ground, shifted his hips and drove his cock balls deep into my pussy in a single brutal thrust. I cried out at the searing, tearing pain.
It hurt.
My god, it hurt.
I’d never felt anything like this before. He was so big. He stretched me wider than I thought possible and I keened through his taking of me. But as he began to move, the pain slowly gave way to an intoxicating mingling of intense sensations, and I found myself arching into him, meeting his thrusts with my own. His fingers dug into my ass cheeks as he held me in place and pounded into my helpless pussy. I clung to him, my nails digging into his skin, as if trying to anchor myself to him.
“You’re going to come for me, mate, whether you like it or not. It’s not up to you. You’re just going to come and come and keep coming for me until I decide this sweet little cunt has been properly punished.”
My mind rebelled against the idea of being forced to orgasm. I didn’t want to come. I wanted to hold back, to resist the pleasure that was building inside me, but my body betrayed me, my hips bucking to meet his thrusts, my pussy clenching around his cock. I could feel it, the tension coiling in the pit of my stomach, the heat building between my legs. He bounced me up and down on his cock, forcing me to take every last inch deeper into my aching pussy. I tried to fight it, to hold back, but it was no use. I was lost in the sensation, my body surrendering to his touch.
I cried out as I reached the edge, my body shuddering as my orgasm crashed over me. My vision blurred, my head spun, my ears rang. I was consumed by the sheer force of it.
“That’s it, mate. That’s how a dirty bad girl is made to orgasm, with your asshole dripping cum and this tight little pussy full of cock. Now don’t you stop. I’m not nearly done with you yet.”
He didn’t stop, his cock continuing to pound into me relentlessly. I was spent, exhausted, and yet my desire continued to build. My body responded to his every touch, my clit throbbing, my pussy aching. I could feel another orgasm building, even more intense than the last. I wailed in his arms, my hips rolling and rocking in time with him, the tip of his cock penetrating me so deep it was pounding into my cervix.
“Come for me again, little mate. Come on my cock, come on my cock, come on my cock,” he chanted, his words a hypnotic rhythm, driving me closer to the edge.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. The euphoria was too much, too intense. I came again, screaming, my body shaking, my pussy clenching around him. It hit me like a tidal wave, dragging me under the surface and drowning me in whitewater rapids so deep I didn’t know if I’d ever break free again.
I was shattered, my chest heaving, my heart racing. I could feel the sweat dripping down my back, my skin flushed and hot. Logan’s thrusts became erratic, his hips snapping forward with a ferocity that took my breath away. He was close, or at least I hoped he was.
Turns out though, he wasn’t.
He just fucked me harder.
And harder.
And harder.
I lost count of how many times I came, how many times I tried to pull away, how many times I begged him to stop. Nothing worked. Not until he finally decided he wanted to fill my pussy with his seed. When he decided it was time, he came inside me with a massive roar. He pumped me full of cum until I was overflowing with it. Then, and only then, was he finally through with me.
“Good little mate. You did so well for us.” Jamie said as Logan lifted me off his cock and let me slip down to my feet. I was weak and wobbly, but Edward caught me, his strong arms supporting me as I tried to regain my balance.
My legs were trembling, and my breath came in ragged gasps. I could feel their seed dripping down my thighs, a mixture of both Edward and Logan mingled together. I felt used, violated, broken, and yet there was a part of me that couldn’t deny the extreme pleasure that had coursed through my body because of what they had done to me.
I looked at each of the men in turn, their eyes glimmering with satisfaction, the sweat of their exertion still drying on their bodies.
“That was just the beginning, little mate. Now that we’ve taken your body, we’re going to make sure we claim every part of you. We’re going to own you.”
I stood there naked and used before them and raised my chin, trying to act on the one last surge of defiance left inside me.
“Not if I can help it.”