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GREGOR

My balls ache so much to release that when I reach down and squeeze the tip of my cock, I groan from the pain. I need this woman. I fucking crave her more than air. The idea of claiming her, taking her for ourselves has kept me going for a while now. Through Elyah taking over the empire and us signing on to be his partners. It was rough. Not everyone liked the idea of fresh blood coming in.

This woman might not understand everything she is getting into with us, but she will learn and we will be there the whole time to protect her.

Pre-cum drips from the swollen head and wets my hand. I risk shooting into my palm at the sight of her enjoying my friends. My brothers. She looks beautiful in their arms. A natural between all three of us. I might be the only one to think this but I think Elyah was a fool to have us wait two years before making a move on Sapphire.

Those fuckable lips fall open the second I press a thumb on the bottom of her chin.

She follows my silent cue. “That’s it, baby. Let me feel you wrap that luscious mouth around me.” I smile down at her and watch as she takes several inches of my swollen shaft into her mouth. She takes Lev deep and hard. Every time he thrusts, the force of her mouth clamps down around me it’s almost enough to have me shooting my load in her mouth. The prospect of that happening makes me harder. To be the first to feed her milk…fuck yes.

I am slow at first. I want to savor how her mouth glides over the crown and her tongue swipes across the back of my cock. But I kick up speed to match Lev’s feverish rhythm. He’s close and then it’s my turn.

“Damn it, woman, I need to release into your pussy, not your mouth.” We both know it, she doesn’t move and I don’t pull out. I feed her another inch and then another until I tap the back of her throat.

Lev finds his release and I am right there to catch any milk slipping from her pussy. I take the tip of my rock-hard cock and push inside.

“Can’t have you wasting anything, moya kroshka.”

She tenses under me and I can feel her muscles quivering. Freshly popped cherry or not, she’s going to know what it’s like to belong to the Southern Alliance.

Beneath her, Elyah is whispering to her. Whatever he is saying helps her relax and take my fat cock to the hilt. She’s so wet with my friend’s sperm that nothing stops me from claiming the woman who has agreed to be our breeder. I slide into her in one thrust.

That word makes me ill. Sapphire is so much more. But I admit. I am willing to do anything to make this woman ours. Hook or crook is our style. It comes with the criminal title everyone has labeled us with.

Lev reclines on the bed and stretches out. The smooth talker is kissing our woman’s body and his seeking mouth isn’t leaving an area untouched.

Her eyes dip closed and when she reaches for my hand, I knot our fingers together.

“Gregor,” she says, and her voice trails off but it’s the way she moans my name that shoots a bullet into my heart.

I grip the back of her thigh and push her open a little more so I can watch her body swallow my length.

She whimpers at the size of me stretching her even more but she can take it and fucking love it.

“Let me fuck you, beautiful. Relax a little and take all of me.”

She does as I instruct and it’s a sight I’ll never forget. Pretty black lashes fall over flushed cheeks. Her mouth has fallen open and the sweet cries of pleasure fall from those pretty lips.

Lev is right there catching every single one of them with a kiss, the greedy bastard.

She’s so fucking tight and I am all the way inside her velvety walls. I groan, pull out, and push right back in with a hard thrust.

“Fuck, moy brat, any harder and we’ll all be on the floor.”

I grunt at Elyah and do it all over again. We could be on the floor, on a couch, on this bed, or on a kitchen counter. I wouldn’t care as long as it is her taking my milk. Every. Single. Time.

I grip her to me and drive into her, grinding against her sweetness until we are both panting and sweating with the need to find our ends.

Lev reaches between us and he strokes her sticky clit until she’s gasping for mercy.

“Stop, Lev, I don't think I can come again.” She thrashes in Elyah’s hold.

“You can and you will.” He rubs more feverishly. Her moans fill the room and I drive right back in. Elyah wraps an arm around her middle and holds her in place knowing I am close to reaching my point.

I growl, fucking her is a dream come true. I probably sound like a beast to her, a savage but it’s only because of how hungry she has me.

Her entire body shakes and quivers.

“Gregor,” she screams, and just like that, we both come. She moans and cries so sweetly it feeds my inner demons and they calm and retreat to the shadows of my mind.

I exchange a look between my friends and I can see she’s done the same for them.

Maybe there is hope for us yet.

All the waiting, planning, and scheming was worth it. I sink back into her tight channel and just stay like that until my cock stops pulsating deep inside her. She is sticky from the knees up and I know for a fact I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman.

“You’re looking at me like I am a treasure.” She takes my face in the palm of her hand when I come to hold myself over her.

“That is because you are a treasure. The rarest of sapphires.”

I fall to the side and we lay together. All four of us like this has been a daily ritual for decades. We stroke her body, her face and hold her close until the rattling breaths calm between the four of us.

Lev slips from the bed and returns with a warm, damp cloth for each of us.

Elyah holds her open for me and I clean up our mess not ready for the evening to be over but I know if we want a future with her, we have to let her go for now.

But not yet. I slide her into my arms and take comfort in her skin against mine. The more of her that touches me the less I run from the nightmares chasing me.

Her eyes grow heavy and as she sleeps in my arms, I look at my brothers.

We’ve found our escape from hell. Let’s hope the doors are not slammed in our faces before we can escape.

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