Chapter 46 All at once
Chapter 46 All at once
The master bedroom was lit only by the soft glow of the bedside lamps and the city lights bleeding through the windows. The massive bed had been stripped to fresh white sheets—crisp, cool against fevered skin. Candles flickered on the dresser, cedar and jasmine curling through the air, mingling with the raw, heady scent of seven aroused alphas.
Emily stood in the center of the room, naked, hair loose and wild down her back. Her skin still carried faint marks from the last two days—love bites on her throat, finger-bruises on her hips, the ghost of teeth on her inner thighs. She trembled—not from fear, but from anticipation so sharp it bordered on pain.
They surrounded her in a loose circle. No one touched her yet. They just looked.
Logan broke the silence first, voice low and rough. “On the bed, sweet girl. On your back. Legs spread.”
She obeyed—slowly—because she wanted to savor the way their eyes devoured every inch of movement. She crawled onto the mattress, lay back, let her knees fall open. The cool air kissed her slick folds and she whimpered.
Seven growls answered.
They moved as one.
Logan and Liam took her breasts—Logan’s mouth closing over her left nipple with hard, possessive suction while Liam latched onto the right—tongue flicking, teeth grazing, sucking until she arched off the bed.
Lucas knelt between her spread thighs—hands sliding up the insides of her legs, thumbs parting her folds.
“Look at you,” he murmured, voice reverent. “So wet already. Dripping for us. Such a good girl.”
Lowell crawled up beside her head—cock heavy and leaking—brushed the tip across her lips.
“Open, baby,” he purred. “Let me feel that pretty mouth.”
She parted her lips. He slid inside—slow, shallow—groaning when her tongue curled around him.
Luke and Leo flanked her sides—hands roaming. Luke’s fingers traced her ribs, her waist, the sensitive dip above her hipbones. Leo’s mouth found the shell of her ear—whispering filth in that calm, controlled voice.
“You’re doing so well, little wolf. Taking all of us. So perfect. So fucking beautiful when you’re stretched and needy.”
Levi knelt at her feet—lifted one ankle to his shoulder—kissed the arch of her foot, then dragged his tongue up the inside of her calf, her thigh, until he reached where Lucas waited.
Lucas pulled back just enough to let Levi join him.
Two tongues now—Lucas lapping slow circles around her clit while Levi speared his tongue inside her, fucking her with wet, filthy thrusts.
Emily moaned around Lowell’s cock—vibrations making him curse and thrust deeper.
Logan released her nipple with a wet pop—looked up at her with blazing gold eyes.
“Come for us, baby. Let us taste how much you love being ours.”
The command tipped her over.
She shattered—back bowing, scream muffled around Lowell, thighs clamping around Lucas and Levi’s heads as wave after wave ripped through her.
They didn’t stop.
Lowell pulled out—stroked himself fast—came across her breasts with a guttural groan. Hot ropes painted her skin. He leaned down—licked it off—slow, filthy swipes of tongue that made her shudder through aftershocks.
Liam switched places with Logan—mouth on her breast now, sucking harder, biting just enough to sting while Logan moved between her legs.
Logan didn’t tease.
He thrust three thick fingers inside her—curled hard—thumb pressing her clit in relentless circles.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growled. “Gonna take all seven of us tonight. Gonna fill you up until you’re leaking us for days.”
She screamed—his name tearing from her throat.
He made her come again—fast, brutal—gushing around his fingers.
Luke took his place next—slid two fingers in alongside Logan’s—stretching her wider while his mouth closed over her clit—sucking hard.
She sobbed—overstimulated, desperate.
Leo leaned over her—kissed her deep—swallowed every cry while his hand pinched and rolled her nipples.
Levi crawled up—cock in hand—rubbed the head through her slick folds while Luke and Logan’s fingers fucked her.
“Say my name,” Levi demanded.
“Levi—” she gasped.
“Louder.”
“Levi!”
He thrust inside her—slow, deep—groaning as her walls fluttered around him.
The others moved back—giving him room—watching with hungry eyes as he fucked her—hard, rolling thrusts that slapped skin on skin.
She came again—clenching around him—screaming his name until her voice cracked.
He pulled out—stroked fast—came across her stomach—hot and thick.
One by one they took turns.
Lucas next—slow, deep, romantic—whispering love against her lips while he rocked into her—making her come with gentle, rolling waves.
Lowell—playful, filthy—flipped her onto her hands and knees—fucked her from behind while spanking her ass lightly—making her laugh and moan at the same time.
Luke—precise, intense—laid her on her side—lifted her leg over his shoulder—hit that perfect angle over and over until she sobbed his name.
Leo—controlled, dominant—pinned her wrists above her head—fucked her slow and deep—whispering filthy praise in her ear until she shattered again.
Liam—primal, feral—flipped her onto her back—hooked her legs over his shoulders—pounded into her so hard the headboard slammed against the wall—growling “mine” with every thrust.
Logan last.
He waited until she was boneless—trembling—covered in their release—then slid inside her—slow, claiming.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
She did—eyes glassy, lips swollen.
He fucked her slow—deep—eyes locked on hers.
“You’re ours,” he growled. “Every inch. Every scream. Every orgasm. Say it.”
“Yours,” she gasped.
“Louder.”
“Yours!”
He made her come one last time—deep inside her—growling her name as he spilled.
They collapsed around her—bodies pressed close—hands stroking—lips brushing—whispers of love and praise.
“You did so good, baby.”
“So beautiful when you come for us.”
“Perfect. Fucking perfect.”
She lay in the center—sore, sated, marked—surrounded by seven alphas who’d just worshipped every inch of her.
Her wolf purred—deep, content.
And in the quiet aftermath—bodies tangled, breaths mingling—she finally believed it.
She was theirs.
Completely.
Irrevocably.
And they were hers.