Nnngh—Goddess, please… right there, Alpha Silas. Please, right there.”

I wasn’t sure where I found the courage to speak like that, but the words tumbled out of me as my eyes fluttered shut.

I could feel his gaze burning into me as his fingers moved faster, hitting that exact spot again and again, making my moans and cries grow louder with each stroke.

Why did his fingers feel this good?

How did he know exactly where to touch?

The way his fingers kept skillfully pumping in and out of me made it painfully clear, this man had done this enough times to know exactly what he was doing. How to make me moan like I never had before… even when I didn’t want to.

I didn’t want to feel this good. I swear I didn’t.

But I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t stop my body from reacting, not with the way his grip tightened around my thighs, holding me in place as his other hand worked its way deeper inside me.

“Goddess…” I whimpered, breathless, as Silas added his tongue once more and I knew in just a matter of minutes, I’d be cumming undone.

He seemed to know it too, because I tightened around his fingers, my release quickly approaching.

“What a good girl,” an amused voice murmured beside me, “taking my brother’s fingers so well.”

My eyes snapped open at the sound, and I turned my head to find Claude sitting casually on the bed beside me.

Relaxed. Composed. As if watching his brother's fingers deep inside me was the most normal thing in the world.

No—worse. He was turned on by it.

His darkened gaze burned into mine, and before I could say a word, before I could even react, he leaned in.

His hand came up to hold my chin, tilting my face toward him and then he slammed his lips onto mine.

His lips moved against mine—rough and demanding. And even though I knew he’d kissed countless women before, that this meant nothing more than a ritual to him, my stomach still fluttered.

His lips were warm and perfect against mine and I couldn’t help but tremble, my hips instinctively beginning to hump against Silas’s fingers, chasing that release.

Yet despite that, he didn’t seem to care.

His hand slid to the curve of my neck and slowly tightened as he kissed me harder, cutting off my air supply.

And somehow, that made the pleasure even more intense.

Within seconds, I cried out and at that exact moment, Silas pulled his fingers from inside me, lifting my second leg over his shoulder as his tongue dove in deeper, moving faster.

My hips bucked against his face, and as I came hard, my vision blurred.

Everything after that felt fuzzy.

All I knew was that Claude leaned away, and my head slumped onto the bed. I stared up at the ceiling in a daze, my breathing ragged and heavy, unable to do anything but feel and listen.

Feel as Silas hungrily licked me clean, like I was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.

Listen as Claude leaned back to whisper how good I was, his fingers gently stroking through my hair.

However, I wasn’t even able to come down from the pleasure that had crashed through me before Silas and Claude moved away and the next moment, I was lifted off the bed and suddenly straddling Lucien’s lap, my legs on either side of him.

My breath hitched. The world seemed to freeze as I stared at him, more importantly, as I sat directly on the bulge straining through his pants.

I could hear the loud pounding of my heart; it felt like it was seconds away from exploding with how close we suddenly were, barely inches apart.

This man… he hadn’t touched me once since I walked through those doors, yet as I stared into those cold eyes, I could see a storm of lust brewing beneath them.

But then…

Don’t stare at them too long without permission.

Don’t stare at them too long without permission.

Don’t stare at them too long without permission.

The warning rang through my mind again and again. I knew I should lower my gaze but I couldn’t.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away, especially not when he suddenly reached out and grabbed me by the chin, pulling a gasp from my lips.

My entire body went rigid as he leaned in, his breath fanning over my mouth.

Instinctively, I closed my eyes, thinking he was about to kiss me and that thought alone made me tremble.

But the kiss never came.

Instead, he tilted my neck, and I inhaled sharply as I felt him begin to sniff my scent.

A low groan escaped him almost instantly, and his grip on my chin tightened ever so slightly just as my eyes snapped open. I stared into the distance, my breathing ragged and uneven.

“Do you see it now?” I heard Claude chuckle under his breath in amusement. “Doesn’t she smell different? Divine... addicting? I have a feeling she’s our mate.”

I watched as Lucien leaned back, his gaze flickering to his brother with an indifferent expression, though I didn’t miss the slight clench of his jaw.

“It doesn’t matter,” he rasped.

My eyes widened as he suddenly wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. His other hand moved to his pants, and I watched as he effortlessly tugged them down slightly, his hard veiny dick springing free, making my pussy throb before I could even think.

“We will have to take her to see.”

My face immediately turned red. And maybe it was because I was finally doing this, having one of the Alphas inside me but the weight of everything that was happening crashed onto me. I couldn’t help but get nervous.

Still, with the thought of losing my mother if I didn’t go through with this, I didn’t resist as Lucien pulled my dress higher, his hand moving to grip my thigh, ready to lift me.

But before he could, I felt a hand on my shoulder as someone leaned in from behind, and a soothing voice whispered in my ear—Silas.

“My brother goes first since he’s the oldest. Then I’ll fuck you slow and deep, make you tremble with every thrust… and when Claude finally takes you, you’ll be so wrecked and dripping, you won’t even remember your own name. So just be a good girl and lose yourself in the pleasure, we’re going to make you feel good so relax and enjoy it.”

My heart thundered against my chest at his words, and as he leaned away, I turned to find both him and Claude staring at me. Silas’s expression was unreadable, Claude had a grin on his face but what they shared was the same raw lust burning in their eyes.

However, I didn’t have long to stare. My chin was suddenly grabbed roughly, forcing me to meet Lucien’s gaze again. This time, he lifted me into the air, pulling me closer until I hovered over his length. As I looked down at him, Lucien reached out, grabbed my throat, and made me whine.

“Eyes on me while I fuck you. Don’t look at anyone else,” he growled.

Even though he was slowly cutting off my air, I was shamelessly getting wetter, my body reacting, my pussy hot and dripping, turned on by every bit of it.

I knew I had to answer, so I did, voice shaky.

“Y-yes, Alpha Lucien,” I breathed.

Before I could react, he pulled me toward him by the throat and slammed his lips onto mine—rough and hard.

My gasp was swallowed by his kiss, and as he lowered me, I felt the thick tip of his dick slowly press into my parted pussy.

Lucien kissed me harder, his teeth grazing my bottom lip as his hand slid to my waist. Then, without gentleness or warning, he pushed me down onto his thick length, forcing me to take every inch of it.

A scream tore from my throat, my eyes fluttering shut as Lucien leaned back with a grunt. His other hand gripped my waist as he began to move me, thrusting in and out in perfect rhythm. I moaned and collapsed onto him, my body trembling as he fucked me.

As he ruined me.

As Lucien fucked me, his hands gripping tightly at my waist, moving me as his dick slid in and out of me, I couldn’t help but think about the words Kael had once told me.

He had said that Lucien was the oldest among the triplets. The most ruthless. The coldest.

Kael told me he’d seen Lucien kill dozens of people without even flinching.

The others were like that too—Silas looked emotionless when he killed, Claude looked like he enjoyed it but the difference between them and Lucien was that Kael had seen those two show sympathy once or twice before.

But Lucien?

“I’ve never seen someone so ruthless before. He doesn’t hesitate. He doesn’t even blink when he kills. I watched a pregnant woman fall to her knees, pleading for her husband’s life, even though her husband was a rogue who’d killed a lot of people. That sight would’ve moved anyone... but not him. He killed her husband right in front of her and made her watch. He’s a devil.”

And now, that so-called devil was currently fucking me, making me feel a kind of pleasure I had never felt before.

His dick stretched my insides, making me scream, making me feel.

This was a sin. A terrible one. And I knew the goddess was surely disappointed in me.

Yet… yet I couldn’t stop the moans that spilled from my lips as Lucien thrusted in and out of me, his movements deep and in sync as he lifted me up and down on his dick.

“Nnngh,” I gasped, head thrown back in pure pleasure as I felt him hit so deep, so far it was like he was reaching my womb as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room.

I could feel Silas and Claude’s gazes on me as Lucien fucked me, but I couldn’t even begin to feel embarrassed or react.

Because in the very next second, he slammed into a spot that made me scream, his dick hitting something deep that sent a violent shiver down my spine.

“Nnngh, goddess!” I moaned loudly, my body trembling.

Before I could even catch my breath, his hand suddenly wrapped around my throat, yanking me forward toward him.

Lucien’s jaw was clenched, his gaze narrowed and locked onto mine.

And despite the fact that his dick was still buried inside me, I couldn’t stop myself from briefly admiring how insanely attractive he looked.

But all of that vanished the moment his grip on my neck tightened, making my body tremble uncontrollably.

“I don’t think it’s the goddess making you scream right now, little she-wolf,” he growled. “So keep her name off your tongue when you’re wrapped around my cock.”

My breath hitched, and I could hear the loud pounding of my heartbeat, but all I could do was respond shakily.

“Y-yes, Alpha Lucien,” I whimpered from the loss of air.

And as soon as those words left my mouth, Lucien closed the distance between us, his lips crashing onto mine.

As he kissed me, his pace grew faster, rougher until my screams were swallowed into the kiss.

Before I even realized what I was doing, my hands reached out, gripping his shoulders as my air supply thinned.

Yet it felt so good—too good and I couldn’t stop myself.

My hips moved on their own, chasing the intense pleasure as I felt myself spiraling closer and closer to release.

Lucien seemed to know it too.

He leaned back slightly and loosened his grip on my neck, allowing me to gasp for air as I panted, trying to steady my breathing.

But even then, he didn’t stop moving me against him.

His eyes fluttered shut for a moment, glowing faintly white as he tilted his head like he was battling something inside himself.

Still, he kept fucking me, and as my walls tightened around his hard dick, a deep, guttural sound escaped his throat.

“Ah! A-Alpha Lucien… f-fuck, please,” I moaned, the words spilling out before I could even think.

As soon as he heard me, his eyes snapped open and I froze.

Because as I stared into them, something was different. The usual coldness was gone.

In its place, I saw a glint of amusement, something darker.

A slow grin tugged at his lips, and Lucien’s hands tightened on my waist as he fell back onto the bed, his intense gaze fixed on me.

“I really do like this one, Lucien,” he purred, his voice deeper now, rougher, darker as he continued rolling my hips, making me take him again and again.

“She smells divine… and fuck, the urge to sink my fangs into her soft flesh, mark her, taste her, own her… it's driving me insane.”

My eyes widened.

The way he looked at me now, the way he moved me was different.

It wasn’t Lucien anymore.

“Ooo, looks like Lucien couldn’t control his wolf this time. That’s a first,” Claude chuckled behind me.

Daelan.

That was Lucien’s wolf.

Which meant… the one in front of me now wasn’t Lucien. It was him.

Smack!

I jolted as a sharp sting struck my ass, snapping me out of my daze.

Daelan smirked, letting out a low, approving hum.

“Ride faster, she-wolf. I’m close, take all of my seed deep into that tight little pussy where it belongs.”

Oh goddess.

His words sent a rush of heat straight through me, and before my brain could even process it, my body moved faster on its own.

I moaned loudly, hips slamming down on him again and again until I realized, I didn’t feel his hands on me anymore.

This time… I was the one riding him.

“Fuck, that’s a good little slut. You’re clenching around me so tight.” He growled.

I placed my hands on his chest, head thrown back as I felt myself getting even closer to the edge.

As my core tightened, my vision blurred and my body trembled. I collapsed onto Daelan, unable to control myself any longer as I came hard on him, a scream ripping from my throat.

I hadn’t even finished cumming when Daelan suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist, pinning me down onto him as he began to thrust up into me—faster, harder, fucking me relentlessly as he chased his own release.

“Shit, what a tight pussy,” he hissed in my ear, voice strained and hungry. “I’m going to fill this dripping cunt, pump every last drop of my cum deep inside you until it’s leaking out around my cock.”

His words were filthy— so dirty but they made me moan even louder.

“Please… please cum inside me,” I gasped, eyes squeezing shut as I felt him hit so deep it made my legs shake.

A few seconds later, Daelan let out a deep hiss and gripped my waist tight, groaning as I shuddered from the intensity.

And then I felt it, his hot cum spilling inside me, thick and warm, coating my insides as his hips gave one final, slow thrust.

I bit my bottom lip and shivered as I felt his cum drip down my thigh, but I wasn’t scared of getting pregnant. Like every woman who participated in the ritual, I had been given an herb that wouldn’t let me conceive.

“Fucking bastard,” I heard him hiss, his voice sharp with anger.

When I lifted my head, panting and shaky, I saw the familiar cold glint in those eyes and immediately knew: it was Lucien who was now beneath me.

“Haha, I can’t believe your wolf stole control and took your fun,” Claude chuckled.

I turned to find him sitting on the bed beside us, a wide grin on his face.

Lucien didn’t say anything, but the tightness in his jaw said enough. His gaze was locked on me—unreadable and intense.

But before he could speak, I was suddenly lifted from his lap, and I whimpered as his dick slid out of me.

I didn’t have to look to know it was Silas.

He turned me around effortlessly and placed me on one of the long couches, then spread my legs apart and moved between them.

My heart felt like it might explode when he leaned in toward me, placed both my legs beside him, and pressed his rock-hard dick against my cum dripping pussy.

And that was when I finally understood, what the women meant when they said a night with the Alpha triplets was one you would never forget.

Why so many of them joined the ritual, even when they weren’t desperate for gold.

Even knowing they were being used.

It was because these men were unlike any others. They were beautiful enough to rival anyone, powerful beyond reason—walking sex gods.

At the beginning, I told myself I was only doing this for my mother.

I had asked the goddess and my father for forgiveness, because I knew this was a shameful act, a sin.

But that sin brought me a pleasure I had never known.

And soon, that pleasure clouded everything else,

my thoughts, my dignity, and my shame.

And just as I moaned for Lucien, I moaned for Silas… and Claude.

That night, I wasn’t even sure how many times I had one of them inside me but none of them stopped until dawn.

Now, I lay on the bed, eyes shut tight, breathing harsh, my pussy still dripping with cum.

My body was too weak to move, but I knew what was next.

It was time for the marking.

All three men would leave their mark to see if I was theirs but I already knew I wasn’t.

A wolfless girl like me couldn’t have a mate.

I didn’t have a wolf to build that sacred connection.

But none of them knew that.

They couldn't know because if they did,

if they found out I’d entered this ritual despite forbidding wolfless girls, I could be killed for deceiving them.

So… they mustn’t know.

“If you bear our marks, then you are our mate,” Silas said.

I took a deep breath, my eyes flickering toward the three men now seated at the edge of the bed.

“If you don’t, then you were just a good fuck,” Claude added with a smirk, blond hair falling over his face as he watched me.

“I’ll go first,” Lucien said, voice devoid of emotion. “Then my brothers will leave theirs. Let’s get this over with.”

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched his fangs begin to grow, eyes flashing as he reached for me.

His hand curled around my neck, tilting it gently to the side.

This was it.

I had spent the night with the Alpha triplets, and now, this was the final step.

Once they marked me, I’d get the gold. I’d save my mother.

Everything would be fine.

I would bury this shame, forget it ever happened.

I bit my bottom lip and closed my eyes, hands clenched into fists as I fought to keep from trembling—fought not to show I was afraid.

I inhaled sharply as I felt Lucien’s fangs graze my skin and I braced myself for it.

For the marking.

Except… it never came.

The next second, my eyes snapped open as my throat was suddenly seized, Lucien’s strong hand wrapped around it, squeezing tightly, hard enough to make me choke.

My hands flew up, grabbing at his wrist as I gasped for air, eyes wide in shock as I watched the rage radiating from his.

Killing intent. Pure and furious.

I froze.

“W–what—” I choked out, trying to peel his hand from my neck as my legs kicked weakly against the bed.

What was happening?

Why did he look like he actually wanted to kill me?

“What is wrong, brother? Why are you hurting her?” Claude asked, stunned.

Silas’s hand shot out, gripping Lucien’s arm. His empty gaze narrowed sharply.

“What do you think you’re doing, Lucien? Let her go,” he hissed.

But Lucien didn’t even glance at them. He didn’t speak.

His grip only tightened, and I felt the last of the air leave my lungs.

“How dare you,” Lucien growled, his voice low and deadly, his eyes colder than ice. “How dare a wolfless omega sneak her way into the ritual.”

My heart dropped.

The world stopped.

He knew.

He found out that I was wolfless.