Chapter 94 : Screwed up in his room

Chapter 94 : Screwed up in his room
Lena POV 

Aaron positioned himself behind me, his hands kneading the firm globes of my ass. 

He spread my cheeks wide, exposing the tight, puckered ring of my asshole. 

He grinned, a wicked, predatory flash of teeth that I couldn’t see but could feel in the way he handled me—rough, possessive, and eager. 

He spat on my hole, using his thumb to smear the moisture around before pressing the thick head of his cock against the resistance of my muscle.

At the same time, Adae knelt between my legs, his shoulders pushing my thighs even further apart. 

He lined his cock up with the dripping entrance of my pussy. 

I was soaking wet, my fluids coating my thighs and the sheets, a testament to the overwhelming stimulation my body was enduring. 

With a synchronized grunt, the two brothers thrust forward. Adae buried himself to the hilt in my cunt, stretching my walls wide around his cock, while Aaron breached my ass, forcing the tight ring to open up and accept him.

The sensation of being double-penetrated while choking on a third cock, with a fourth mouth ravaging my breasts, was too much to process. 

It was a white-out of pleasure. My body seized up, her muscles locking down on the cocks inside me. 

I felt every inch of them—the veins rubbing against my sensitive inner walls, the friction of their skin against mine, the heat radiating from their bodies. 

Aaron groaned as my ass clenched around him, the tight grip milking him as he began to push his hips, driving himself deeper and harder with every thrust. 

Adae matched his rhythm, slamming into my pussy with wet, slapping sounds that echoed through the room.

Reminding me of that night at the restroom.

The bed rocked violently beneath us, the frame creaking under the strain of five bodies moving in frantic, desperate unison. 

I felt like I was drowning in sensation. 

Ace’s cock was relentless in my throat, cutting off my oxygen and making my head spin with a lack of air that only heightened the intensity of the pleasure building in my pussy.

Every time Aaron pulled back, he dragged my ass with him, only to slam forward again, sending shockwaves rippling through my body that were met instantly by Adae’s upward thrusts into my pussy.

Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes, trailing down into my temples as Ace continued to use my mouth. 

I could taste the salty precum leaking from his tip, feel the heavy weight of his balls slapping against my chin with every deep thrust. 

Below me, Adain had switched to my other breast, his hand coming up to roughly squeeze the one he had just abandoned, pinching the nipple painfully between his fingers. 

The mix of pain and pleasure was a drug, flooding my system and making my crave more.

"Fuck, fuck!" Aaron grunted, his voice strained as he gripped my hips hard enough to bruise, using them as leverage to fuck my ass harder.

I managed to look at him from the corner of my eyes. He grinned again, sweat dripping from his forehead to my lower back, enjoying the way my body convulsed around him.

I couldn’t form words. My throat was full of Ace, my pussy and ass stuffed to the brim. 

I could only make broken, garbled sounds around the thick shaft filling my mouth. 

But the demand bubbled up in my chest, desperate and needy.

I managed to pull my head back just an inch, gasping for a single breath of air before Ace thrust back in, cutting me off again. The muffled cry that escaped me was ragged and high-pitched.

"Mmph! More! Fuck me!" I tried to scream, the words distorted and wet, barely intelligible, but the brothers understood. 

It like they felt the plea in the way my body bucked against them, the way my inner muscles spasmed and clenched, hungry for release.

They didn't let up. If anything, my plea broke the last of their restraint. 

Adae began to snap his hips faster, his pelvis grinding against my clit with every thrust, sending sparks of hot pleasure shooting up my spine. 

Ace abandoned the slow rhythm entirely, fucking my throat with abandon, his grip on my hair tightening as he chased his own high. 

Aaron dug his fingers into my ass cheeks, spreading me wider to watch his cock disappear into me tight hole over and over again.

The room became a blur of flesh and sound, the slap of skin against skin.

The fucking wet squelch of my pussy being pounded, the gagging sounds from my throat, and the heavy grunts of the men. 

My vision swam. The lack of air combined with the overwhelming stimulation pushed me closer and closer to the edge. 

I was suffocating in the best way possible, buried under the weight and lust of my stepbrothers, completely owned by the moment.

My orgasm hit me like a freight train. It started in her clit and exploded outward, seizing every muscle in me body. 

I screamed around Ace’s cock, the vibration tearing a groan from him. 

My pussy clamped down like a vice on Adae, and my ass pulsed rhythmically around Aaron. 

My back arched violently, my toes curling, my entire body shaking as the ecstasy ripped through me. 

I lost track of where I ended and they began. 

The world narrowed down to the feeling of being filled, used, and utterly ravaged until I finally lost my breath, my body went limp and pliant in their hands as they continued to fuck me through the aftershocks.

Then...they switched places.



I had my fingers in my pussy, rotating it, to wash it in this tub filled with foam.

My eyes stared at the mirror, after being fucked for hours by the four brothers.

Their words suddenly sank Inside my head. I was their...i'm their mate! But then, how comes Athena doesn't feel them?

Why Adam?

"Athena? Are you out there?" I called out but it still sounded like a moan as I could see the faces of the four brothers.

"What slut?"

I was kind of liking that name because it's what it appeared to be because my stepbrothers made me a whore.

"Did you know and suddenly hide your scent?"

She stretched her legs weak from the stress I'd put her through since we tried healing Ashar.

"No! Only you can hide my scent around them"

"Arghhh" I screeched when my fingers dug deeper into my pussy and I pushed my head back.

"If you want more, you could just throw yourself at them, why calling me?"

She fucking offended I didn't give her time to spend with Adam…

Wait!! Adam!

I pulled out my fingers, gasping and staring surprisingly at my image. My brows furrowed together as though I just got a clue of the answer I was looking for.

Why do I feel my wolf around him only and not the rest? Could he have stopped my scent? But how?

No! No! I thinking wrongly. I mean he's not even related to the king by blood.