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“Fuck!” he shouted, and the other guys let out their breath as his control shattered. He closed the gap between us, his hands going to my shirt, tugging it off in one moment, then my pants, and then throwing me down on the bed in the next.
“You push me past fucking endurance!”
“No, Finn,” I said, touching his cheek. “I let who you are come out.”
My moment of rebellion was well and truly over. I lay limply as he pulled back to strip his clothes off, and the others did the same. Except Jack. He watched the proceedings like the King of Misrule, loving the heightened tension in the room as his eyes took in the way my pack clambered on the bed to surround me, smiling as hands went to cocks, then reached out for me.
I put my arms around Finn as soon as he landed on the mattress, holding himself up on his hands and knees, looking down at me like he wanted to swallow me whole but didn’t trust himself to do so. It was weird. He was my mate, yet the fact that the bond had only been made a short time ago, coupled with an emotional absence, gave this some of the frisson of being with someone new. He didn’t trust himself yet, I could see it, so I stroked my hands along his sides and said, “What do you want to do, Finn?”
“No, I can’t…”
“Finn, what do you want to do?”
I watched his jaw work, the tension there causing the muscles to flex, his arms starting to shake slightly with the effort of holding himself back.
“Finn.”
I was surprised to hear some of that same alpha command in my voice. It had the echoey quality to it that I’d used when I had just turned. I said his name again, leaning harder on the word, and felt my will push against his until something snapped.
“I want you,” he snapped, lunging at me so his face was so close to mine, yet not quite touching. “I want to fill you with my cum, eradicate any evidence of anyone else having touched you. I want to touch you everywhere, lick you, suck you until you’re fucking screaming and neither of us can remember the shit of the last few days. I want to fuck you until I forget, the way those men walked into the mouth of the wolf, the things they’re doing to my Dads, the fact that I let this happen.” I felt tears prick at my eyes, and I reached for him, but he shook his head. “But mostly?” His eyes bled phosphorescent green. “I want to turn you over, jam my cock in you, and bite down hard as I fuck you, making you mine forever.”
And there it was, all out on the table. Finn had fucking hurt me with his bullshit, but I knew now this was who he was. He was a man driven by ideals. He expected a lot from us, but none more than himself, and he wasn’t afraid to wage a bloody war with himself to live up to them. There may be times in the future where that same idealism drew him away rather than to me, but once we made this step, he would be unable to go very far. That could be heaven or hell, but I was willing to take the chance. I’m not sure why the guys started humming as I turned myself over, but the sound filled the room. Sex is always a vulnerable thing, but this position? I moved as the growls rose in intensity, turning my back on an apex predator.
“No, Jules…”
He fought it until the end, but as his body slapped against mine, my eyes closed for a second, glorying in the feel of it. Something inside me twisted painfully. I’d been holding a lid on the hurt that Finn’s absence had caused, but that was off now. I bit back a sob as his hands clawed at my back and hips, his fingers passing roughly along my seam, sending sparks of pleasure as he paused before spearing several inside me.
They came more freely as he worked them in and out, a rough, economical gesture with none of the usual care he took, but I wanted, needed that. I didn’t want anything—even consideration—between us. My skin cried out for him, needing his touch like oxygen. He groaned as my legs spread wider, pushing back against his hand, taking him easily now, my cunt wet and ready for him.
“Jules, I can’t make it good—”
“Yes, you can,” I gasped. “Fuck me, bite me. Do exactly as you said.”
I heard the sounds of him fighting with himself as he positioned himself between my legs, rubbing his cock where I ached the most, holding me still when I tried to push the head inside. His fingers were like iron as they bit into my hips while he paused for a second, and then he surged forward.
Fuck! My mouth fell open as I felt him bury himself to the hilt, and then the rest of the guys moved.
“You OK?” Brandon whispered, and I nodded as his lips went to mine, drawing me into the sweetest kiss, the perfect counterpoint to Finn’s ferocity. It wasn’t something I wanted to do every time, but sometimes there’s a pleasure to be found in a good, hard fucking. His cock slammed into me over and over, the rapid pass of his dick rubbing hard on that good place inside me as his balls slapped against my clit, sending stinging waves of bliss through me.
I pulled away from Brandon for a second when I felt a hand slide down my body, and looked down to see Slade shoot me a cheeky wink as his fingers reached out to work my clit. Finn growled as my cunt clenched down on him. His hands shook where he held me, his groans coming freely now.
“Look at him come undone,” Aaron said, laying down beside me to toy with my nipple. “You’ve torn his control to pieces. He’s like a fucking animal for you.”
“Shut up,” Finn ground out. “Shut the fuck up.”
“I dunno if you’ll ever get him this wild again,” Aaron said.
“Sounds like you envy her,” Brandon said.
“No, just want something similar from you later.”
Brandon just stared for a moment and then shook his head. “Touch her, get her ready for what’s coming, because Finn can’t.”
“On it,” Hawk said, sliding on to the other side. He smiled when he saw me turn to look at him through eyes half slitted. “You look so beautiful, Jules.” Then he grabbed my breast, drawing the aching nipple into his mouth.
Oh god. If the previous sexual hijinks in the back of the car was all about dominance, this was about surrender. It was tempting to think I was merely the point where my pack intersected, but that wasn’t right. I was the recipient. They all laboured over my body, trying to wring the greatest amount of pleasure from it.
And they did.
