Alex hissed with pleasure, then placed his palm against my head and withdrew himself. I could tell by his ragged breaths he was close to coming and wanted to finish inside me. Mason and Lucas let go of me and moved aside. I didn't know where, but I knew they were watching and waiting for their turn.

  “Hold her still while I fuck her,” Alex commanded, moving away, and taking Grayson’s place behind me. “Are you joining us?” he asked one of his brothers.

  Someone wriggled beneath me, and it wasn't until I heard the husky growl of his voice murmuring, “Are you ready for the time of your life, beautiful?” that I recognized it was Lucas.

  This was likely to be one rough ride. Alex liked to release his pent-up frustrations during sex, and Lucas preferred a good, hard shag. The purpose was to get me pregnant, so I still had to fuck the other two. After weeks of going without, I knew I would walk like John Wayne by tomorrow morning.

  “Yes, I'm ready,” I answered, not wanting to earn a punishment when all I wanted was pleasure.

  Lucas’s calloused hands gripped my hips as he lifted me and speared me onto his massive cock. He pulled me down and thrust upward until his thighs bumped my ass.

  “Uh . . . I fuckin' missed you so much,” he breathed.

  Strong hands braced me at either side, suspending me at an angle to take both cocks at once. Alex’s meat nudged at my rear entrance. I heard something wet squelch from out of a bottle, then a cold gel was smeared against my tight star. After all this time, I knew exactly what to expect, how it would burn for a moment, and then it would feel fantastic. Alex's prick was ruthless, not violent, but he pushed in slowly without letting me snatch a gasp of air. He continued to push until he filled me, and they stuffed me so full of cock I could scarcely breathe.

  I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. Lucas and Alex rocked me into oblivion, dominantly, possessively, in a way that reminded me who I belonged to. They growled low, sexy growls, feeling each other’s cocks through the thin barriers of skin—them knowing exactly what this was doing to me. Sex was always about me. It was never about them. They were brothers, but they were brothers who all fucked the same girl. This was our harem, our tight family unit, and the unbreakable bond that we shared.

  The blindfold may have taken away my sight, but I could sense movement in front of me. Two fully aroused cocks brushed against my lips as if demanding I suck them. Two of my men fucked me to heaven and back as I unleashed my mouth on Mason and Grayson like a starving woman. Our grunts and cries grew louder and louder, but I couldn’t care less at this point. I alternated between sucking one cock from the other until I felt the orgasm build and pull my stomach muscles taut.

  “That’s it,” Lucas encouraged, feeling my pussy milk him. His breathless groans intensified with every hip-jerk.

  Alex growled as he fucked me harder. “Come for us,” he grunted, tightening his grasp.

  I stopped sucking cock to scream out my release. It began in my legs, my vision whitening beneath the black mask, my mouth forming a rounded O as my body tensed and shook with the intensity. Lucas let go with a roar of pleasure, digging his fingers into the flesh of my thighs and jerking his hips with each ejaculation. Alex pulled out so that Lucas could lock as he came. A warm tingling heat flooded my womb, reaching its goal and creating the first spark of life. Lucas withdrew so that Alex could finish. He plunged straight in, slapping his hips against me with frenzied fury. I could tell he was close by the sheer force of his thrusts.

  "Uh, fuck," Alex groaned as his cock expanded, nestling in the mouth of my womb.

  The fruits of his loins poured into me, creating something magical. Their combined essence trickling down my legs as he withdrew. He freed the rope that bound my wrists together. My body felt boneless as I collapsed onto Lucas’s heaving chest, merging with the sweat of our effort.

  I went to remove the mask.

  “Leave it on,” Alex insisted in a stern and dominant tone. I could hear him struggling to catch his breath behind me and wondered why I had to remain blindfolded.

  Strong hands rolled me onto my back. Hot mouths kissed, sucked, and caressed everywhere, tingling the skin wherever they touched.

  “Watching you fuck my brothers like that drives me wild,” Grayson rasped as he nudged his way between my legs.

  Mason’s slow, sensual kiss claimed my mouth as Grayson’s cock teased my sensitive entrance.

  “Are you too sore to take us after that?” Mason spoke, his tender breath ghosting across my lips.

  My legs were quaking, but I always had enough energy to take all four of them.

  “Please,” I begged them, thrusting my hips upward. “I still want you both.”

  “Daddy’s going to give you exactly what you need,” Grayson soothed, rubbing the tip of what felt like his cock against my saturated pussy.

  The head burst through the opening, and he held it there, spreading his knees so that my legs stretched wide apart. Mason grasped hold of both my wrists and splayed them onto the soft grass above my head. Grayson’s hand found my sensitive clit and circled it with the pad of his finger. My pussy gripped the crown of his cock as if it was afraid to let go.

  “Who’s Daddy’s dirty little cum slut?” Grayson spoke with a sensual growl; I could imagine him smirking as he eyed me with lust.

  “Me, Daddy,” I breathed, telling him what he wanted to hear.

  “That’s right,” he agreed. “And now you’re going to come all over my cock, and then we’re all going to watch as you come all over Mason’s.”

  I heard Alex give a dark chuckle, and Lucas whispered under his breath, “She looks so fuckin’ hot, spread out like that.”

  “Do you need Daddy’s tongue again to kiss it better before we start?”

  Part of me used to think it was so dirty to let one of them go down on me straight after one of them had come inside me. The boys didn’t seem to care one bit. Usually, during our bedroom antics, they would all take turns in eating me out and fucking me. The temperature in the air was dropping now, and as the cool evening breeze flowed around me, I could appreciate just how sore my pussy felt.

  “Yes, please,” I answered.

  Grayson didn’t proceed any further until he had kissed away the boo-boo as he called it. His licks were much more gentle and softer the second time around, kissing me better until my werewolf genes repaired the swollen skin. Mason’s tongue mirrored his brother’s as he kissed me slowly and meaningfully. When Grayson ended by sucking my solid bud, I knew they were getting themselves ready to fuck me.

  I tilted my head as Mason nestled down beside me. I could imagine him angling his pelvis, his erect dick jutting toward me with a bead of pre-cum leaking from the tip. Grayson climbed over me, caging me beneath his towering frame, then rolled his hips and entered me, taking my breath away.

  “God, Grayson!” I called out, my fingers curling around Mason’s shaft.

  Both men hissed as we fucked. I pulled one hand free, my fingers stroking Mason’s cock in time with Grayson’s slow, grinding thrusts.

  The sound of fizzy liquid being poured into a glass filtered through our combined moans, then my restrained hand was released, and I lifted my head from the blanket. Mason pressed the glass to my lips just as Grayson changed our angle.

  “Take a mouthful but don’t swallow,” Alex commanded.

  Then Lucas finished the order by saying, “Blow Mason with the champagne in your mouth.”

  Grayson waited until I'd taken a sip, then hoisted my legs over his shoulders. His cock burrowed deep inside me, and they elevated my body in the air, not far, but enough that I could no longer reach the blanket with my fingertips. Mason’s cock nudged against my lips as I searched blindly for it. The fizzy beverage spilled down my chin as I opened to receive him. He was quick to submerge himself in the bubbly sensation before I let him drag his length in and out between my lips. Grayson’s hips swung fast, slapping against the wetness, and grunting his pleasure.

  “Look at those tits,” Grayson groaned as they bounced with the impact of his thrusts. "Those are mine until the babies arrive."

  His cock swelled as he reached his limit, and right at the height of his euphoria, he let out a cry that echoed around the mountaintops. My womb tingled with another fertilized egg.

  My back touched the blanket, and I was empty again, trembling with the aftermath. Mason moved to take his brother's place and sire a pup.

  This was so much better the second time around. If I knew it was going to be this good, I would have done this sooner.

  Mason climbed over me and nestled between my parted legs.

  “Let’s lose this, shall we?” he murmured quietly, then pulled the blindfold away.

  I saw daylight again, and his bright blue eyes, but something else. My eyes scanned the space around me, and I counted my three other husbands sitting around us, still naked and basking in the evening sun. But that’s not what caught my attention; it was the other couples that had arrived since we started and were engaging in acts of foreplay as they watched our group session.

  It was embarrassing at first, but that feeling left as fast as it came. Mason’s cock pushed into the wet heat of my sex and began a slow, punishing rhythm.

  “They’re watching,” I whimpered, my body tensing beneath my gentle lover.

  “Shh,” Mason hushed me, rocking into me with loving finesse. “Just look at me and focus on us,” he told me, capturing my lips in a kiss.

  My fingers roamed over his clammy skin and found their anchor point — his firm ass. I pulled him against me, wrapping my legs around his waist.

  Mason flicked his gaze to where the onlookers were, then back down to me.

  “You’re remarkable, do you know that?” Desire clouded his eyes, and he increased his momentum, pelvis to pelvis, grinding his hips in a figure eight.

  “Mason!” I groaned out his name, which only spurred him on.

  My feet crossed at the ankles, my toes curled, my pussy walls sucked on his cock like it was a sex-starved jungle cat. Mason’s face crumpled with pleasure. Gripping both my hands, he dragged them above my head and held them there. I was spread beneath him . . . at the mercy of this gorgeous man, having been taken by these four sex-gods with abs I could file my nails on. I stopped giving a shit about the spectators and gave my body over to my husbands.

  Grayson, Lucas, and Alex advanced on me, touching, kissing, feeling, and detonating my last reserve. Mason’s short thatch of pubic hair grazed against my clit, providing the right amount of friction.

  “You like that,” he stated, knowing me so well.

  I nodded, unable to produce speech. The building tension in my abdomen was too powerful. My pussy clenched, and my body began to spasm.

  “I can feel you,” Mason breathed. “Let go, baby. Don’t hold back.”

  My last orgasm liberated me. It seemed to come from somewhere deep within, and I saw stars. I didn't care how I looked, how I sounded, or who could see us. All I could feel was his mighty meat swelling inside me, creating our eighth child.

  “Go on, fuck her senseless,” Lucas encouraged, and my pussy fluttered at those words.

  “Oh, fuck!” I came with a sky-splitting shriek.

  Mason was right there above me, groaning my name as he finished.

  The five of us lay together in a tangle of limbs, still just as infatuated as the day we met. We were love-struck, deliriously happy with our perfect little harem, and proving that more is very much the merrier. Just as long as everyone was content, that was all that mattered. I knew then that my girls would be okay. We were giving them something that they had always wanted. Brothers or sisters? That was up to fate to decide.

  EPILOGUE

  Isobelle

  It had been a month since our excursion to Forest Hills. The boys had been spending the past couple of weeks training some new rangers. Now our communities all came under one banner, it meant shifters from all over Whitehaven could be posted anywhere in the state. They mixed teams into cats, bears, foxes, and wolves.

  Alpha Alec and I had been working tirelessly to ensure Whitehaven remained the sanctuary he intended it to be. We would always have a secure place to live and a stable home to raise our young. Those who lived in human communities had to remain hidden. It wasn't ideal. Not with the elite hunting them down.

  “Come, look at this!” Alpha Alec beckoned me to where he was standing at the opposite side of the laboratory beside the cryogenic chamber.

  Looks could be deceiving. Nobody knew that this high-tech lab was concealed beneath the fortress. My job was top secret. Alec employed me as a lab technician. I came to Whitehaven to study a rare species of wolf, and that was exactly what I was doing. Our Alpha wasn’t what you would call a regular werewolf, and it was his blood cells and the DNA of our kind that I had been studying.

  I glanced up from what I was doing, analyzing some slides under the microscope.

  “What is it?” My heart jumped with excitement.

  Alec’s golden eyes flared wide with urgency. “It’s been twenty-four hours, and they haven’t broken down; they've held their form.” He spluttered his words as if he could hardly believe it.

  The lab stool almost tipped over as I stood and hurried over, my long white lab coat whipping around my legs. Test tubes filled with an array of semi-translucent liquid bubbled and smoked on the adjacent table. Preserved body parts floated in a pale blue liquid and were stored in tanks along the walls. It looked more like an alien spaceship than a science lab, but I suppose when you have as much money as the Alpha did, you could buy top quality shit. I often felt like I was working in a superhero’s underground lair.

  The twelve-foot cryogenic unit had a touchscreen pad within the glass. Its purpose was to keep all the samples below a certain temperature. Vampire blood couldn’t get too warm, or it would combust. That wasn’t a bad thing, but we were trying to find a cure for shifters and humans who had been bitten; we needed one that would work without inflicting harm to the host, but potent enough to kill the virus. I peered through the viewing port, squinting my eyes through the cold vapor, and saw the rotating tubes of green liquid. Immediately, I flicked my gaze to the touchscreen monitor to verify things for myself. As any scientist knows, you need to check and double-check.

  “I don’t believe it!” I gasped, feeling my eyes well up with tears of elation.

  Each individual cell, shifter and human alike, had remained fully intact, leaving no trace of the vampire venom. The hybrid blood that the Alpha found had proven to be the vital ingredient for the antidote. It wasn't my story to tell. The shorter version was that one of our own had betrayed us, and our Alpha needed a sample of blood from the baby she carried. The child was a vampire-werewolf hybrid. That's all I knew.

  “The infant's blood was the key,” Alec spoke with an air of accomplishment.

  Something maternal stirred inside me. I had never questioned my Alpha before and always trusted his word implicitly, but using the blood of a baby left a dark shadow hanging over what I considered acceptable moral ethics.

  “Can I ask you something?” I said, unable to settle without knowing what became of the baby.

  Alec pulled a dry wipe pen out of the top pocket of his lab coat, then scribbled the formula onto the glass divide above the cryogenic capsule.

  “Of course, you can,” Alec replied, sparing me a brief glance, and shaking his head as if I had just uttered something ridiculous. "You can always speak freely with me. You know you can."

  I internally groaned, torn between the need to know and remaining ignorantly blissful.

  “What happened to the baby?” I winced as his face tensed.

  “We’ve both got kids,” I added, my voice drowning in empathy. “I would hate to think you hurt an innocent child just so we could achieve this,” I finished, convinced that I had offended him because of the way his expression blanched with shock.

  Since Alec mated with Leah, he had mellowed into the perfect gentleman. I hated to accuse him of any wrongdoing, not wanting to overstep the mark.

  “Of course not!” Alec was quick to defend himself. “I only needed a sample. Gemma was happy to cooperate. I didn't take it forcefully.”

  I nodded, sheepishly. “I’m sorry. I had to ask,” I spoke in an apologetic tone, remorseful for causing offense but not regretful for asking about the child’s welfare.

  Alec gripped his forehead and sighed. “It’s okay. Leah asked me the same question,” he revealed. “The child is safe and well and will remain in Italy with his mom and stepfather. He’s heir to the vampire dynasty, and that means that he will always be at risk. But his mother is Whitevalen, so he falls under the protection of Whitehaven.”

  That was a relief.

  "I just had to ask," I mumbled awkwardly. The smell of formaldehyde was making me gag. All I wanted to do was hang my head over the sink and pray that it would pass.

  Alec replaced the lid of his pen and stuffed it back into his pocket. He then turned to me with a pensive frown, curling his fingers around his chin.

  “What?” I queried, paranoid that something was on my face.

  His golden eyes twitched with a glint of amusement.

  “Feeling queasy?” he asked, observing me closely. “Leah swears by soda water and dry crackers when she’s suffering from morning sickness.”

  “You're as bad as my husbands,” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “It’s probably all the long hours and stress I’ve been under. Did I mention the girls shacked up with a biker?”

  He cracked a million-kilowatt smile. “Once or twice.”

  He turned from me and rummaged through the empty glass measuring jugs and retrieved the one that was the size of a teacup.

  “Collect a specimen of urine, and we’ll run a quick test,” he insisted, passing me the jug.

  My eyes almost bulged out of my head at the idea that my boss, my Alpha and best friend, was requesting a sample of my piss to experiment with.

  “Fucking hell, Alec!” I shrieked. “We have more important things to celebrate.” I reminded him, referring to the breakthrough of a cure. “Not only that, isn’t Leah due to drop at any day? I think you’ve got babies on the brain lately.”

 

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