His rage and desire only made my skin hotter with raw need.
Héctor’s power poured into me, his every stroke hitting the depth of my core.
“Feed now, lamb,” he ordered.
I took what he gave me, letting him nourish me, letting him take care of me.
I laughed in joy and raised my head to watch how my pussy gloved his shaft perfectly.
“Like to see how I fuck you, my little monster?” Héctor asked with a rough smile.
“Always,” I hissed in pleasure. “I’ll fuck you back next, the way I want. Prepare to scream and beg.”
“I’ll beg for you to fuck me. No shame in that,” Héctor chuckled, pounding his raw strength into me.
His cock became even harder and larger, stretching me deliciously to my limit. And I knew he was going to come soon.
I wanted to move, but Héctor pinned me immobile, pinned me where he wanted me, to fuck me however he wanted.
He didn’t take my words as an empty threat.
He thrust into my heat relentlessly, pushing me to the edge, and tossing me carelessly to the highest wave. His heat and need radiated to me, fueling mine.
His speed was blinding, his strength admirable.
He fucked me with such predatory intensity that for a second there I wondered if I was his mate or his prey.
“Come for me, lamb. Now,” he commanded, driving into my core.
I had to obey him. I was at his mercy utterly and completely.
I roared as I exploded around his cock, my inner walls milking him with my brutality, and he let out a string of ancient curses and rough, sexy groans.
I lifted my torso to grab the thick mane of his hair, watching pleasure distort his gorgeous, hard face. His roars of pure male satisfaction nourished my soul.
He heaved me up, letting me sit on him, pressing me tightly against his chest, as I rode out the waves of my orgasm. My head lolled on his broad shoulder afterward.
Lightning traced up my spine from Zak’s lips. He was kissing my back.
“It’s my turn to fuck my Cookie,” Axel demanded. “If I hadn’t found her in that backwater woods, none of you would’ve had a chance to claim her as a mate!”
He still held on to his old claim that he had a priority right to me since he’d seen me first.
I twisted my torso and smiled up at him. The Demigod of War sucked in a breath.
“I love you,” he said. The confession just flowed out of him.
“Your secret is safe, Axel,” I said.
I found his hand and pressed it against my heart—my way to tell him that my heart also belonged to him. But he mistook that I wanted him sexually, so he immediately and eagerly spread his fingers on my breast, his thumb brushing my nipple.
Pleasure and desire rocked me hard. I was drunk on my mates’ passion.
I wanted to ride Axel so badly that my vision swam, but—
“I’ll need to mate with Paxton next,” I blurted out.
A profound hurt flashed by Axel’s amber eyes and deep shade blanketed his lust. My heart clenched painfully. He had never complained, but he’d always assumed that he wanted me more than I wanted him. He thought I preferred my other mates over him, especially Héctor, so he kept fighting to get close to me, to make me see him.