Chapter 175 Chapter 174

Chapter 175 Chapter 174
Aloria.

"That's it, come for me," he commands, his own body coiled like a spring. "Show me how much you need me."

With a cry of his name, I orgasm, my body buckling, my inner walls seizing around his fingers so tightly that it momentarily stops his movements.

"There you are," he growls against my neck, his voice rough and wrecked. "Let it out. I've got you. We've got you."

Draven doesn't withdraw. Instead, they hold me through the tremors, keeping his fingers deep inside me to prolong the sensation, letting me feel every pulse of my ecstasy.

Once my body's tremors finally slow and my breathing returns to normal, I open my eyes to see the alphas already at the peak of their ruts. Their eyes have taken on a yellow glint, their wolves already peeking to the surface, nostrils flared as they drag huge lungfuls of the scent of my arousal and musk into their lungs.

"You've had your fun..." Kairos growls, his fingers coming to rest on my cheeks, his touch deceptively tender. "Now... it's our turn."

Draven slowly pulls his fingers out of me, the soft squelch of his digits withdrawing threatening to burn my ears off, my body mourning the loss of him.

At their words, a deep shiver rolls through me, and the hunger I thought had faded flares brighter, this time my succubus nature bleeding into the desire pulsing through my veins.

They position me properly between them and proceed to undress until they are completely bare, their muscles rippling beneath their skin, the moonlight shining against them.

"We're going to take you now, one after the other. Just relax for us, okay?" Draven breathes, his voice strained.

"Yes... yes..." I answer, spreading my legs further, offering myself to their view.

For the first time, this feels like love instead of survival. And I want so much more.

"So beautiful..." Draven murmurs, leaning in to press a tender yet possessive kiss to my lips. Pulling back, he grabs my thighs again, spreading them wider, and positions himself at my slick, weeping entrance. I swallow tightly, watching as his cock, already leaking with precum, is lined with veins and pulsing.

"Look at me, Aloria," he commands, his voice dropping to that unnervingly calm register that sends shivers up my spine. "I want you to watch what you've done to me. What you've done to us."

I let out a soft mewl, my head falling back against Kairos, my breathing ragged.

With one slow, deliberate thrust, he buries himself inside me, filling me completely.

The first thrust is not a caress; it is an invasion. Draven drives himself into me with the raw, unthinking force of a predator, and my entire world shatters. A cry tears from my throat, a sound that starts as a plea for mercy and ends as a high, keening wail of pure, overwhelming sensation. My body stretches to its absolute limit, my muscles convulsing around the massive intrusion as my vision whites out.

"Mmm... Fuuck! Ahhhhmmm..." The words tumble out of my mouth, my body shaking, tremors racking through me relentlessly.

Draven responds with a low growl of his own, his grip on my waist tight and unyielding, forcing me to feel everything as he holds himself in place against my twitching, sensitive core.

"You alright?" he asks, his voice rough but laced with an undercurrent of tenderness.

"Yes... yes..." I mewl, whimpering as my body gets drowned in a tsunami of pleasure and sensation so intense it makes my toes curl.

I'm just coming to terms with Draven inside me when Kairos moves behind me and begins to work himself into me. My eyes bulge, my skin taking on a shimmer of violet as my succubus nature bleeds outward, as I feel the second massive head pressing against my already overstretched opening. With a guttural growl, he forces his way in behind the first, stretching me beyond anything I thought humanly possible.

The sensation is catastrophic. It feels like I'm being split open, my body forced to accommodate two enormous, pulsing shafts simultaneously.

It's hell. It's heaven on earth.

"Fuck... You feel so damn good, squeezing around us like that... baby," Draven groans, reaching to feverishly kiss me, grunting as they both stay still, waiting for me to acclimate to the feeling of them inside me.

All of my moans are swallowed by him. Kairos' unwavering heat behind me acts as the anchor I desperately need against the tide of pleasure that's threatening to drown me.

The discomfort is there, but it's fast fading, overtaken by something far more intense. My words dissolve into incoherent, wet sounds as my hips begin to buck involuntarily, the dual stimulation sending my nervous system into a state of total overload. My body is a furnace of slickness, the combined fluids of my own arousal and the alphas' precum creating a frothing, squelching sound that fills the room.

Soon, my body settles around them, and Draven pulls back from the kiss to look at me.

"Are you alright? Can we move now...?"

"Yes..." I force out through whimpers, my mind completely emptied. They feel so good, it's illegal. I can feel them grinding against each other inside me! It's too much. It's not enough. I need more... I need more.

Draven doesn't hesitate. He sets the pace, moving slowly and steadily, pulling back almost to the tip only to thrust in deeper. Soon, Kairos joins in, and together they find a rhythm that works.

My body ceases to be mine the more they claim me, possess me. Draven doesn't stop kissing me, and Kairos never fails to overwhelm my already overloaded mind, caressing and fondling every erogenous spot I possess, causing my moans to transform into keening cries as the pleasure builds to unbearable degrees.

"Please... please don't stop..." I whimper between ragged gasps, my fingers clawing at the sheets, tearing the fabric as I arch my back to give them better access. "Fill me... fill me... Oh gods, fuck..."

My words break apart as they continue their relentless assault.

"Oh... We're going to fill you, all right..." Draven growls, his face already buried in the crook of my neck, his teeth nipping at the spot where the mark will be.

The room becomes a blur of motion and sound—the wet, rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh, the guttural growls of the rutting alphas, and my own broken, animalistic cries. My succubus nature begins to rise, inching to the surface, feeding off the pleasure the alphas awaken within me.

It turns every act, every thrust, every kiss, and every caress into a blazing sensation that consumes me, sending me higher and higher into the stratosphere. My body stretches and contorts to impossible limits, wrapping around them like a velvet vice, taking all they are giving and demanding more.

They grab my hips with bruising strength, their fingers leaving crescent-shaped marks on my pale skin as they hammer into me with relentless, piston-like force.

"Ha... Aahh...! Please! Too deep... More!" The words tumble out of my mouth, every reasonable thought wiped completely from my head.