Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
I am so very, very tired. I don’t know if it is the effects of too much pleasure, or if I am exhausted by shifting so often, or if I am just plain fucking weak, but I feel consciousness slipping away as I pass the hell out, still wrapped tightly around my new mate’s cock.
Kirin
It should have been me.
Einar stands up, panting, and runs his hand through his hair. He is standing over our mate like she is a fallen warrior, his legs spread shoulder width apart, his cock hanging heavy and depleted between his legs.
It should have been me.
I have never seen anybody fucked like that before. I have never picked up an unconscious young woman who has my blood brother’s seed leaking from between her thighs, but that’s what I do. He doesn’t deserve her.
It should have been me.
Darcy is unconscious, exhausted from her transformations, her fighting, her fucking. She is so brave, and so beautiful, and there is no way she deserved to lose her virginity that way. I know she wanted it. I know she straight up asked him for it. But she deserved better.
“I’m going to take her up to bed,” I say, my voice tight with unexpressed rage.
“Thank you,” he says. Like I just told him I was going to get pizza or some shit. There’s something wrong with Einar. There’s something wrong with all three of us, but especially with him.
I carry Darcy up to one of the guest rooms. I have dozens. The one I choose is closest to my own. Not a coincidence, obviously. I settle her on the coverlet, go and get a warm, wet cloth, and clean her ravaged pussy up as respectfully as I can.
“I’m sorry,” I tell her. “You deserve better than our brutality, but it is all the old man has to offer. You should stay clear of him. Don’t tempt him. And definitely don’t challenge him. I’m going to do my best for you, baby, but we all have claim. I wish we didn’t, but we do.”
She can’t hear me as I promise to look after her. She has no idea that I am with her, but I hope some part of her mind knows that she is being looked after. I hope she knows she’s loved, because after tonight, I know for sure I have never loved anybody as much as I love this girl.
CHAPTER 10
Einar
“You should be happy,” Rafe says, handing me a double of whiskey. “You’ve claimed her. She’ll feel the bond now. She’ll know what it means.”
“I lost control,” I say.
I am not pleased with myself. What I just did is the sort of treatment that should be reserved for… well, for nobody. I was harsh. I was rough. I took my pleasure in her virgin body, and I made sure she knew she was being used.
“She deserved it,” Rafe says. “She asked for it. You didn’t do anything she didn’t want.”
“That’s not the point. She wanted it, but that was a happy convenience. The point is I wouldn’t have cared if she didn’t. I would have just…”
“You wouldn’t have. If she had submitted, if she had shown any sign of wanting to obey at all, you would have been gentle and kind to her. She doesn’t want that. She wants exactly what you did. And my bet? She’ll push each and every one of us to do that to her. And then she’ll sleep like a baby, just like she is now.”
Kirin walks into the room with the rest of the whiskey bottle, and a faintly sour expression on his aristocratic face. He has been putting Darcy to bed, a task that he took upon himself.
“What’s your problem?” Rafe asks the question.
“Einar said I could have her first. Then he ravages her in front of both of us. There’ll be nothing left by the time we have our chance.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, boy. There’s plenty of her to go around,” Rafe says.
“I’m sorry. I did tell you that you could be the first to mate her,” I admit. “I got carried away.”
“Carried away? You were a fucking animal,” Kirin says. “She was a virgin. She was pure and innocent and you treated her like you found her on the street corner. It was disrespectful.”
“It was hot,” Rafe interjects.
“I thought we were going to claim her because we all felt a deep soul connection. I didn’t know we were going to ravish her in my afternoon garden.”
Kirin is young, idealistic, and quite sweet underneath all his bluster. I am sure he is disturbed by what he witnessed between Darcy and me.
“You’re right. That was wrong. It won’t happen again.”
“Yes, it will,” Rafe grins. “She likes it. I’ve never seen anybody come that hard before.”
“That’s because you’re bad in bed. You don’t have to dominate and brutalize a woman to make her have an orgasm, you brute,” Kirin says.