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Her virgin pussy is mine. All fucking mine.
I’m close to my release, but I want her to come with me. I pull out of her and flip her onto her back. I want a better view of her face when I come inside her for the first time. She gasps as her back hits the ground and for a second I think I’ve hurt her, but she tilts her hips up; her pussy begs to be filled again. I smirk down at her and thrust all the way in. She throws her head back and screams her pleasure in the air between us. One hand flies to her throat and the other strums her glistening clit. She’s so fucking wet, her honey drips out of her and down to her ass. I squeeze her throat and pound into her tight pussy. “Eyes on me, sugar.” Her eyes pop open and I keep her gaze. “Don’t fucking close your eyes.”
Her breasts bounce with each hard thrust and her whimpering moans fill the cave. The sound of me rutting into her combined with her little noises is a symphony to my ears. I want this. I want this with her every single day for the rest of my life. The tingle in my spine grows larger and my toes go numb. I’m going to unload in her sweet pussy any second now. I circle her clit with more pressure and stare deep into her dark eyes as I take her to the edge with me. Right on cue, she comes for me, and she keeps her eyes on me the entire time. Her lips part and let out a strangled cry as her body tenses. So fucking beautiful.
I keep up the shallow pumps, milking out every bit of my orgasm with her body. Her whimpers of pleasure with each small thrust makes me leak even more into her. Our combined come leaks out of her heat and down her thighs. I fucking love that I’m already marking her.
Just as I lean down to give her soft lips a kiss, intending on giving her every bit of affection I can, Owen storms in the cave and stares at me as though I’m his enemy. Knowing we’re both her mates, that she could choose one of us and leave the other, I agree with the sentiment. I’ve never wished ill upon my brother, my twin, but as his silver eyes heat with rage and his fists clench, in this moment, I know I’d kill him for my mate.
EMMA
“What the fuck are you doing?” Owen’s voice booms through the cave and clears the lust clouding my head. His words are dripping with hatred. Fear engulfs me although I’m still trembling from what Luke made me feel. I swallow thickly and try to sit up and move away from Luke. A low growl tears from his throat as his blunt nails dig into the flesh of my hips, holding me under him. His eyes narrow, warning me. The pull I felt to him just a moment ago wanes. The haze clears and confusion clouds my judgment. The man I gave myself to has changed before my eyes and I instantly regret what I’ve done.
I felt alive for the first time. I felt a spark of electricity each time he moved inside of me. It felt…perfect. There’s no other word to describe it. Him taking me like that felt like it was meant to happen this way. What a foolish thought. I’ve never been so stupid in my entire life. I’ve abandoned all sense of judgment.
How could I’ve let that happened? My breath hitches as Owen’s angered steps shake the floor. He’s pissed. Luke has yet to break eye contact with me since I’ve tried to move away from him. I’m frozen in place. Stuck between the rage of the two shifters. Hot blood rushes in my ears as my body goes numb with fear.
“Get off her, you selfish prick.” Owen snarls his words. “She’s not just for you. How fucking dare you take her without me!” His words bellow in the cave and ring loud in my ears. They fucking hurt. I don’t know what I thought, or why I have such strong feelings for them, but to know it’s not reciprocated. My throat dries, choking me. I finally break away and stare at the wall of the cave—away from Luke, away from Owen. I can’t stand the emotions overwhelming me.
“What? You’re fine with her being a human, just not my leftovers?” My heart crumples and falls in my chest. Is that what I am now? I bared myself to him and now I’m “leftovers”? I’m a used-up fuck toy for them to share?
What a fucking prick. I grab my clothes off the floor and pull them to my chest, covering myself. I can’t look at either of them. I thought werewolves were monogamous. I thought they saved themselves for their mate. It’s the impression I got from all of the offerings I’ve attended. I’ve studied every video, every little nuisance. How did I get that so wrong?
What the fuck did I just do?
“How could you fucking do that to me, Luke?” Owen’s harsh words make my body crumple with guilt. My breath comes in rushed pants as I push away all the emotions threatening to consume me. This isn’t anything that I prepared for. I’ve spent years pining for a chance to meet a werewolf and discover the secrets of their supernatural world. And this is what I’ve done with it. I’ve become a prisoner and allowed myself to submit to their desires for my body. I need to get the hell out of here. My entire body is numb with regret.
“Fuck you.” Luke’s response isn’t screamed or snarled. It’s a simple statement from a low voice devoid of emotion. And somehow, that makes him even more terrifying. I glance between the two shifters, and I have no idea which is the Alpha. I don’t understand their hierarchy. I expect to see anger from Owen, but instead there’s only hurt in his eyes. Luke finally moves away from me, and I close my legs and turn my body away from them. Shame heats my cheeks once again.
As he leaves the cave, Luke intentionally bumps his right half hard against Owen’s shoulder and chest. Then all hell breaks loose. Owen’s hard fist lands with a loud smash to Luke’s jaw. The two shifters’ fists are clenched so tight that their muscles must be screaming in pain as they land blow after blow, punching each other in the side, the chest, anywhere they can. They collide into each other and smash their bodies against the rock before tumbling to the ground. I can’t help the screams ripping from my throat. I struggle in the dirt to push my body against the wall and keep myself far away from them.
Blood drips from their wounded knuckles as bruises appear and fade before my eyes. The cave vibrates with fury as they snarl and growl, rolling over one another and locking each other’s arms to avoid further damage. For a moment it looks as though it’s a stalemate, but then Owen’s head smashes into Luke’s nose. Blood streams down his face.
“Stop it!” I scream at them as hot tears burn down my cheeks. My throat blisters as I scream over and over, pleading for them to stop. The sight of them beating each other so savagely has my heart beating chaotically with fear. Neither holds back.
As their massive forms move to the back of the cave, each in a body lock by the other, I catch sight of the opening, the light floods my vision, and I bolt. I push my legs to run faster than I ever have before. I’m not a fool, they’ll catch me if they want to. I can’t outrun a shifter, I can’t hide from their heightened senses, but I can get a head start. Maybe they’ll let me go. I’m not worth the trouble.
As the thought hits me, I stumble on the ground, scraping my knees as my legs give out beneath me and my forearms land hard on the unforgiving ground. I cry out with a nearly unbearable pain. I’ve given my virginity to a stranger and now I’m running from him, from them, and hoping that I’m not worth the energy. I allow myself only a moment of regret and sadness before picking my body up and continuing my escape. My knees sting as the scrapes are pulled with each movement, but I keep pushing myself, fueling my motivation with the memory of them hurtling their large fists at each other with the intent to do extreme damage.
This was such a mistake. How was I so wrong about them? I haphazardly brush the tears away as I tear through branches on my careless descent down a large hill. My ankle nearly twists as I slip on one rock and then another, but I keep my balance and push my limbs harder, accepting the burn as my punishment.
I hope I never see them again. Either of them. My heart twists with wretched pain and I gasp for air as another painful sob racks through my body. It’s a lie. A very large part of me wants them to chase me. But I don’t want to be a chew toy they fight over. I’m worth more than a simple fuck, and I’ll be no one’s leftovers. I cling to the words that each of them used to hurt me, hoping that one day I’ll really believe that I don’t want to see them. My mind is at war with itself, with regret and with want. It’s a torture I’ve never felt.
Fuck, they both hardly said a word to me. Tears fall harder at the realization. All Luke said to me was “suck” before I bent over and let him take a part of me that I’ll never have again. It was hot as fuck to hear that word from his lips and made me crave his touch more than I’ve ever wanted anything, but that’s all he said to me. My body tingles with fatigue and sharp pains shoot through my legs all the way to my lungs. I don’t know how far I’ve run, but it’s most likely laughably short compared to the ability of the shifters.
I slow as I near a stream. My face is hot and my lungs hurt with each heavy breath. I wipe my remaining tears before collapsing by the water and splashing my face. The cool water calms my hot skin, but also makes me want to throw up. Or maybe it’s just the situation that has me feeling so sick. I gently rock my body as I try to calm my breathing. I turn, looking for my backpack and clothes, only to realize I’ve left both. I’m naked and alone. I have no idea where I am or how long it’ll be until I find civilization. I can’t believe what’s happened. It’s unreal.
My body shudders with fear and regret. For the first time in a long time, I feel completely and utterly alone and helpless. What the fuck have I done?
OWEN
It only took a moment. A very short moment, to notice she was gone. Her absence rocked the very core of me. A coldness set deep in my limbs. So numbing I let go of my hold on Luke and didn’t even flinch as his fist hit my cheek bone, cracking something, although I’m not sure what. Blood fills my mouth, but all I can concentrate on is the opening to the cave. My chest aches and my wolf whines. She’s hurt.
“You hurt her!” I scream at Luke and shove him into the back of the cave.
“You hurt her! Not me!” he screams in my face, so close that his spit hits my chin. His shoulders rock with fury and he glares at me with spite. “She fucking loved what I did to her.” He snarls his words and beats his fist against his chest. “I felt her affection, the spark between us.” He sneers at me and starts walking toward the light filtering in the cave. “You ruined it. You ruined this.”
I yank his shoulder and force him to look at me. He’s not going to blame this all on me. “You took her. I smell her blood!” His eyes leave mine and flash with guilt. “How could you do that to me?” A pain of betrayal hurts my chest. Never once have we fought against each other like this. When our older brother left, forfeiting the pack, our father, our Alpha... We never would’ve survived without each other. We have always had each other’s back. Through all of the bullshit. Yet here we are, finally with a pack of our own, thriving, and we come to blows over our shared mate. “You think I want to share her? I don’t!” His eyes meet mine again with a challenge. “But I’d never do that to you!”
