His mouth hovered against my wrist, teeth grazing my skin, and I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. My body burned with a hunger I didn’t understand.

I should’ve been running. Screaming. He was a wolf—a monster. But when his golden eyes pinned mine and his hot breath teased my pulse, the only thing I wanted was more.

“Say it again,” he growled, voice vibrating through me. “Tell me you don’t want me to stop.”

I swallowed hard, my voice trembling. “I don’t… want you to stop.”

His answering snarl was primal, triumphant, and then his mouth closed over my wrist, sucking, biting just enough to make me gasp. Pleasure and pain blurred until my thighs pressed together helplessly.

“You’re trembling,” he muttered against my skin. His hand slid from my wrist down my arm, strong and rough, until his fingers brushed the curve of my breast through my shirt. “Here. And here.” He pinched my nipple, sharp and deliberate. “Your body doesn’t lie, little human.”

A whimper escaped me, and shame flared hot in my cheeks. “This… this isn’t right.”

His gaze darkened. “It’s the only thing that’s right.”

He shoved me back gently but firmly, until I was lying against the forest floor, leaves and earth cradling me. My heart thundered as he prowled over me, bracing himself on either side of my head. The heat of his body was overwhelming, every muscle straining, every scar a promise of violence and survival.

“Look at you,” he whispered, almost reverent. “Fragile. Soft. And still, you touched me. You saved me. That makes you mine.”

My breath caught. “I’m not—”

His mouth crashed down on mine, stealing the rest of my words.

The kiss was brutal, claiming, nothing like the hesitant brushes of lips I’d known before. His tongue invaded my mouth, demanding, and I moaned into him, clutching at his shoulders. His taste was wild—smoke and salt and something darker, addictive.

When he pulled back, I was gasping, dizzy.

“Fuck,” he snarled, grinding his hips against mine. His cock—thick, hard, impossible—pressed into my stomach. “Do you feel what you’ve done to me?”

Heat flooded me, my body arching toward him against my will. “You’re hurt,” I whispered weakly, trying to find sense in the chaos.

His eyes glowed brighter. “I’ll heal. You’re the only wound I can’t walk away from.”

His hand slid down, fingers pressing between my thighs, right over my jeans. I gasped as he rubbed against me, slow and teasing.

“You’re soaked already.” His grin was wicked, sharp teeth flashing. “You want this as much as I do.”

“Please…” The word slipped out before I could stop it, a desperate whisper.

“Please what, Raine?” His voice was silk over steel. “Say it. Beg your Alpha.”

Something in me shattered at the word. Alpha. The sound of it sank into my bones, heavy, right, like my body recognized something my mind refused to accept.

“Please… touch me,” I whispered, trembling.

His growl was pure satisfaction. “Good girl.”

His hand moved fast, yanking my jeans open, shoving them down. Cool air kissed my bare skin before his hand slid beneath my panties. His fingers found me soaked, aching, and he groaned low in his throat.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he muttered, sliding a finger inside me, then another, stretching me, curling just right. My back arched, a cry ripping from my throat as pleasure shot through me.

“Louder,” he ordered. “Let the forest hear who you belong to.”

His thumb circled my clit, relentless, and I broke, gasping his name though I didn’t even know it yet.

“Yes,” he groaned, lips on my throat, biting, marking. “Say it again.”

“I—I don’t even know your name,” I managed between moans.

His teeth scraped my skin, making me shiver. “Kael,” he growled. “Your Alpha. Remember it.”

Kael. The name burned into me like fire.

He thrust his fingers harder, faster, until I was writhing under him, lost, begging. My body tightened, pleasure building sharp and unbearable.

“Come for me,” he commanded, and my body obeyed.

The orgasm ripped through me, hot and blinding. I cried out, clawing at his back, shaking as waves of pleasure tore me apart.

Kael snarled against my neck, biting down hard enough to sting, but the pain only made the release deeper, sharper.

When I finally collapsed, trembling, his fingers slid free, slick with me. He lifted them to his mouth and sucked them clean, groaning like a man starved.

“You taste like sin,” he rasped. “And I’ll never have enough.”

I whimpered, overwhelmed, body still quaking.

He shifted, pressing the head of his cock against my entrance, and my eyes flew wide.

“Wait—” I gasped. “You’ll break me.”

His gaze softened just a fraction, though his hunger didn’t fade. “I’ll be gentle. This time.” He smirked, leaning down to kiss me again. “Next time, I’ll ruin you.”

The blunt pressure of him nudging at my opening made my breath hitch. He was huge, impossibly so, and I wasn’t sure my body could take him. But god, I wanted to try.

Kael groaned, forehead pressed to mine. “You’re so tight already. You’re going to feel every inch of me.”

“Kael…” I whispered, torn between fear and need.

Before I could say more, he froze. His head snapped up, nostrils flaring. His grip on me tightened.

“What—?” I started, but he silenced me with a finger to my lips.

“They’re coming,” he growled, eyes burning.

“Who?” My heart raced.

His lips curved in a wicked smile. “My brothers.”

The way he said it made my pulse stutter all over again—fear, anticipation, and something hotter tangled in my gut.

Because if one Alpha felt like this… what would three of them do to me?

The echo of Kael’s growl still vibrated in my chest when I felt it—another presence. No… two. The air shifted, heavier, like the forest itself held its breath.

Kael froze above me, every muscle taut. His cock still pressed against me, my panties damp from the friction, my body begging for more. But his gaze was locked on the darkness beyond the trees. His nostrils flared, his lips curling into a snarl.

“They’re here.”

A shiver raced down my spine. “Who?”

The answer came before he could speak. Two figures emerged from the shadows, tall, broad, and devastatingly familiar. My breath caught. They looked like Kael—same golden eyes burning like wildfire—but each of them carried a different kind of danger.

The first stepped forward with a grace that was almost lazy, though his presence made my pulse thunder. His hair was a shade lighter, falling in careless waves to his jaw, his smirk sharp enough to cut. His gaze raked over me, lingering on the way Kael had me pinned, my jeans shoved down, my shirt rumpled, my skin flushed.

“Well, well,” he drawled, voice smooth like silk over a blade. “Our runaway Alpha finally finds a reason to stop sulking in the dirt.”

“Lucian,” Kael growled.

The smirking one winked at me. “And who’s this little prize?”

Before I could answer, the other brother moved closer, slower, like a predator circling prey. His hair was darker than Kael’s, his jaw sharper, his presence quieter—but somehow heavier. Brooding, dangerous. His gaze wasn’t teasing like Lucian’s. It was consuming.

“Mine,” he said simply, his voice low, guttural, final.

Kael snarled, shifting slightly to shield me with his body. “She’s mine.”

Lucian laughed softly. “You’re both wrong. She smells like mate. To all of us.”

The word cracked through me like thunder. Mate. My stomach flipped, my chest tightening.

“What?” I whispered, though my body already knew. That strange heat coiling in my veins since I touched Kael—it surged now, sharper, pulling me toward the other two men as much as the one above me.

The dark one’s gaze sharpened on me. “You feel it too,” he said, not a question.

I swallowed hard. “I… I don’t know what I feel.”

Lucian’s smirk widened. “Let us help you figure it out.”

Kael bared his teeth. “Stay back.”

But they didn’t listen. They moved closer, steps perfectly in sync, surrounding me with heat and shadow and fire. The forest seemed to shrink until there was nothing but them—the three of them, golden-eyed and hungry, their attention stripping me bare.

I should have been afraid. Three monsters, three predators closing in on me. But fear wasn’t what tightened my thighs and made my breath hitch.

It was need.

Lucian crouched beside me first, his hand brushing my cheek, thumb smearing Kael’s bite mark. “Already marked. Already ruined for anyone else.” He leaned closer, his breath teasing my lips. “But not ruined for us.”

The dark one—Damon, I realized from the way Kael hissed his name under his breath—moved to my other side. His hand wrapped around my wrist, lifting it to his mouth. He kissed the inside slowly, then dragged his teeth across my pulse. My entire body shuddered.

“You’re shaking,” he murmured. “Not from fear. From want.”

I whimpered, helpless.

Kael’s snarl was low, torn between fury and hunger. “Don’t touch what’s mine.”

Lucian chuckled. “You feel it too, brother. She belongs to all of us. The bond doesn’t lie.”

Damon’s eyes locked on mine. “Say it,” he ordered softly, a command that sent heat rushing straight between my thighs. “Say you want us.”

“I…” My voice trembled. Their eyes burned into me, their bodies so close I could feel their heat. “I shouldn’t.”

Lucian’s grin turned wicked. “Shouldn’t feels a lot like begging when your nipples are this hard.” His hand slid boldly down my chest, palming my breast through my shirt, thumb circling until I gasped.

“Lucian,” Kael barked.

“Relax,” Lucian teased. “I’m just introducing myself.” He pinched my nipple through the fabric, sharp, making me cry out, then leaned close to whisper in my ear. “I’m Lucian. You’ll scream it soon.”

Damon’s mouth brushed my other ear. “And I’m Damon. You’ll beg for me.”

Kael growled again, furious—but his cock still pressed against me, thick and hard, his own restraint unraveling.

I moaned, overwhelmed, my body arching helplessly between them. “This is… too much.”

Lucian’s laugh was dark, sinful. “Sweetheart, we haven’t even started.”

His mouth covered mine suddenly, hot and demanding, his tongue sweeping in to claim me. I gasped against him, kissing back without thought, the taste of him dizzying—smoke and spice, wild in a different way than Kael.

When Lucian finally pulled back, my lips swollen, Damon replaced him. His kiss was slower, deeper, his tongue exploring me like he had all the time in the world. My body melted, trapped between them, every nerve ending on fire.

Kael cursed low, then grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “Mine,” he snarled, before crushing his mouth to mine in a brutal, possessive kiss that left me whimpering.

Three kisses. Three flavors of hunger. My body didn’t know where to turn, every touch sending me spiraling.

Lucian’s hand slid beneath my shirt, tugging it up, baring my bra. He groaned. “Fuck, look at her.”

Damon’s hand joined his, tugging the fabric down to free my breasts. Both of them stared hungrily before lowering their mouths, Lucian sucking one nipple while Damon teased the other with sharp bites. I cried out, arching into them, my hands flying to their hair.

Kael shoved Lucian back, growling, but instead of stopping, he leaned down to claim my mouth again, his hand sliding between my thighs. His fingers found me wet and desperate, and his groan was feral.

“She’s dripping,” he snarled. “For us.”

Damon’s mouth left my breast just long enough for him to whisper against my skin. “Let us taste her.”

Kael hesitated, his body vibrating with fury and need. Then, with a curse, he shifted off me, tugging my jeans the rest of the way down, ripping my panties aside.

The night air kissed my slick heat, and all three of them groaned in unison.

Lucian’s grin turned savage. “Fuck yes. She’s ready.”

Before I could process, Damon moved lower, settling between my thighs. His eyes met mine once, dark and unyielding, before his mouth descended.

The first stroke of his tongue made me scream.

He licked me like a starving man, slow then fast, sucking my clit until my hips bucked uncontrollably. My fingers tangled in his dark hair, holding on for dear life as he devoured me.

Lucian kissed my throat, biting gently, whispering filth into my ear. “So sweet. So wet. You were made for this. For us.”

Kael’s hand fisted in my hair, forcing my head back so he could watch every reaction, his own cock straining against his pants. “Don’t come yet,” he growled. “Not until we say.”

But Damon’s tongue was merciless, curling, stroking, thrusting inside me. I was shaking, moaning, my body betraying me.

“Please,” I sobbed. “Please, I can’t—”

Lucian chuckled. “You hear that, brothers? She begs so pretty.” He pinched my nipple hard, making me gasp. “Go on, sweetheart. Beg louder.”

“Please, Kael, Damon, Lucian—please, I need to—”

“Now,” Kael snarled.

Damon sucked hard, and I shattered.

The orgasm ripped through me like fire, my scream echoing in the trees. My body convulsed, my thighs clamping around Damon’s head, but he only growled and licked me harder, prolonging it until I was sobbing, boneless, wrecked.

When he finally pulled back, his mouth glistened with me. He licked his lips, eyes burning. “Addicted already.”

Lucian leaned down, licking a stray drop from Damon’s mouth before kissing me again, making me taste myself. “Perfect,” he purred.

Kael’s voice was rough, breaking. “She’s ours. All of ours.”

I could barely think, trembling, overwhelmed. “I… can’t…”

“Yes, you can,” Kael growled, cupping my face. His eyes were wild but certain. “You were born for us. The bond chose you.”

Lucian kissed my neck, Damon bit my thigh, Kael pressed his forehead to mine—and I knew, with bone-deep certainty, that I was lost.

Three Alphas. Three mates.

And they weren’t going to let me go.

My body was still trembling, my thighs sticky and raw from Damon’s mouth, my chest flushed where Lucian had sucked me, my lips swollen from Kael’s brutal kiss. Every nerve ending screamed, too sensitive and too hungry all at once.

I should have felt shame. Or fear. Or at least confusion.

Instead, when Kael stood over me, chest heaving, eyes glowing like wildfire, the only thing I felt was need.

“You’ve gone too far,” he snarled at his brothers, his voice breaking the night like thunder. His body trembled as if he was barely holding back his rage. “She’s mine. Not yours. Mine.”

Lucian wiped his mouth lazily, grinning. “Your mouth says mine. Your scent says ours.”

Damon didn’t smile. He never did. He just crouched down beside me again, his dark gaze swallowing me whole. “Stop lying to yourself, Kael. You feel it as much as we do.”

“I feel nothing!” Kael snapped. But his fists were clenched, his cock still straining against his pants, hard and leaking from watching them touch me.

Lucian leaned closer, his voice a taunt. “Then why is your cock about to split your leathers? Why were you about to shove yourself inside her before we arrived?”

Kael growled so deep it shook the leaves, but he didn’t answer.

My own voice trembled when I spoke. “I don’t… understand any of this.”

Three pairs of golden eyes snapped to me at once, and my breath caught.

Damon reached out, his fingers brushing my jaw, tilting my face up. His touch was gentle, but his gaze was steel. “You don’t have to understand yet. You only have to feel.”

Kael shoved his hand away, dragging me against his chest possessively. “She doesn’t belong to you. She doesn’t belong in our world at all. She’s human.”

“She’s ours,” Lucian countered easily, crouching low so his face was level with mine. His smirk softened into something sharper, hungrier. “The bond doesn’t care if she’s human. It doesn’t care about exile, or thrones, or rules. It only cares that we need her.”

Kael’s chest rose and fell against my back. I could feel the storm in him, the fury, the hunger, the war between what he wanted and what he feared.

“I won’t let you break her,” he rasped. “Her body—she’s too fragile—”

“I’m not,” I whispered, surprising myself. My voice shook, but the truth rang in it. My body still pulsed with aftershocks of pleasure, and yet I ached for more. For all of them. “I’m not fragile.”

All three froze.

Kael cursed, low and violent, before spinning me around and crushing his mouth to mine. The kiss was savage, desperate, his tongue fucking into me like he meant to own every part of me.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he growled when he tore his mouth free. His hand gripped the back of my neck, holding me to him. “If I take you, Raine, I won’t stop. I won’t ever stop.”

“Then don’t,” I whispered.

Something in him snapped.

Kael ripped his leathers open, his cock springing free, thick and hard, the head slick with need. My breath caught at the sight, fear and want colliding in my chest.

“Fuck, yes,” Lucian groaned, his own hand palming his erection through his pants as he watched. “Do it. Claim her.”

Damon’s eyes burned, his voice low and final. “She’s ready.”

Kael growled again, but it wasn’t rage this time. It was hunger.

He shoved me down onto the forest floor, his body covering mine, his cock pressing hot and heavy against my entrance. My legs spread instinctively, trembling as I felt just how big he was.

“Kael—” I gasped, nerves sparking.

His lips crashed to mine, silencing me, his hand gripping my thigh and hitching it higher around his waist. “I’ll be gentle,” he rasped against my mouth. “The first time.”

Then he pushed inside.

The stretch was brutal. My back arched, my cry muffled by his kiss as my body fought to take him. He was thick, unyielding, filling me inch by inch until I thought I would break.

“Fuck,” Kael snarled, sweat dripping down his temple. “So tight. So fucking tight.”

My nails dug into his back, tears springing to my eyes from the pressure. “Kael—”

“Breathe, Raine,” Damon’s voice came, deep and steady by my ear. His hand stroked my hair, his mouth brushing my temple in a strange, grounding comfort. “Let him in.”

Lucian’s hand slid down my side, his grin sinful. “Relax, sweetheart. You’ll love it.” His thumb found my clit, circling slowly, sending sparks of pleasure through the pain.

I gasped, my body clenching, and Kael groaned deep in his chest as he sank the rest of the way in.

“Mine,” he snarled, biting my shoulder hard enough to mark. “You’re mine.”

The pain melted into heat, the fullness overwhelming, and when he began to move—slow, dragging thrusts that stretched me further with every stroke—I moaned helplessly.

“Fuck, yes,” Kael groaned. “So good. So fucking good.”

Lucian leaned down, sucking my nipple into his mouth, biting gently, while Damon’s lips brushed my ear again. “Feel that? That’s your Alpha claiming you.”

Kael’s thrusts grew harder, faster, the forest echoing with the slap of skin, my cries, his snarls. My body burned, stretched, consumed, every nerve alive.

Lucian’s thumb rubbed my clit harder, faster, and the pressure coiled tight, unbearable.

“Come on her cock, Raine,” he urged. “Show him how much you love being fucked by your Alpha.”

I shattered, screaming Kael’s name as pleasure exploded, clenching tight around him.

Kael roared, driving into me deeper, harder, until his body convulsed, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside me. His teeth sank into my neck again, marking me, owning me.

When he collapsed against me, panting, my body was wrecked—sweaty, trembling, claimed.

But Lucian wasn’t done.

He tugged Kael back roughly, smirking down at me. “Move over, brother. She’s not finished yet.”

Kael growled, protective, but Damon’s voice cut through. “The bond won’t rest until all of us do.”

Kael cursed, rage and hunger mixing, but he shifted aside reluctantly, still holding me against him as if to shield me even while giving me up.

Lucian’s pants hit the ground, his cock thick and eager, precum glistening. He stroked himself once, groaning, before positioning at my entrance, still dripping from Kael’s release.

“You’re wrecked already,” he murmured, his grin wicked. “But you’ll take me too, won’t you, sweetheart?”

I whimpered, too dazed to think, my body aching but hungry.

“Yes,” Damon said softly, answering for me. His hand stroked my hair again, his dark eyes unreadable. “She’ll take us all.”

Lucian slammed inside in one brutal thrust.

I screamed, my back arching, my nails clawing at Kael’s arms where he held me. The stretch was easier now, slick with Kael’s seed, but the force of it left me gasping.

Lucian groaned, his mouth biting at my throat. “Fuck, so wet. So ruined. Perfect.”

He fucked me fast, hard, every thrust jolting through me, Kael’s grip anchoring me, Damon’s voice grounding me, the world spinning.

The pleasure built again, unbearable, my body writhing between them.

“Come again,” Lucian demanded, pinching my clit, biting my breast. “Come on my cock, Raine. Now.”

My scream tore through the night as I came again, harder than before, shaking, clenching around him until his rhythm faltered and he groaned, spilling hot inside me.

When he pulled out, Kael’s arms tightened, his growl low and feral.

But Damon was already untying his pants, his dark gaze locked on me like a vow.

“She’s not just yours,” Damon said softly. “She’s ours.”

Kael snarled, but didn’t stop him.

Damon slid inside slower, deeper, his control terrifying. His cock filled me to the brim, his thrusts measured, deliberate, hitting a spot that made me see stars.

“You’re ours,” he whispered against my ear. “You’ll never escape it.”

Kael kissed my temple, Lucian sucked my nipple, and Damon’s cock drove into me steady and relentless until my world shattered all over again.

When Damon finally groaned, spilling his seed inside me too, I was shaking, wrecked, my body marked by teeth and cum and bruises, every inch of me theirs.

Kael gathered me against his chest, his voice a growl in my ear. “They came to take me home.”

Lucian smirked. “And now she comes with us.”

Damon’s eyes burned. “Because she belongs to us. Forever.”

And as the forest held its breath, I knew it was true.