Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

Sebastian’s hand found her ankle in the dark.

”Come here,” he said again. Quieter this time.

She moved towards Sebastian.

He pulled her to the foot of the bed.

Stood her up. Turned her to face the room. Put her hands on the footboard rail and wrapped her fingers around it.

”Hold on,” he said against her ear. ”And don’t let go.”

She understood immediately what this was.

Nicholas was in the chair by the window. Lucian sitting up against the headboard. Both of them looking directly at her....at her face, her hands gripping the rail, every part of her completely visible and lit by the grey pre-dawn coming through the curtains.

She had nowhere to hide even thou she didn’t want to hide at all.

Sebastian’s hand slid up her spine. Gathered her hair. Pulled her head back slowly until her chin was up and her throat was open to the ceiling.

”You want it,” he said. Not a question.

”Yes,” she said clearly.

’’Then take it’’

He drove into her.

Lilith screamed, loud and open. Her knuckles went white on the footboard and she didn’t care. she screamed and pushed back against him and she heard him make a rough sound against her shoulder as he gripped her hips and set a pace that had nothing careful in it.

And she had to keep her eyes open.

That was the thing. She couldn’t close them, couldn’t bury her face, couldn’t hide a single expression because they were both right there watching her. Nicholas in the chair with his arms crossed and his jaw set and his silver eyes tracking every sound she made. Lucian on the bed with his wolf bleeding gold into his irises and his hand moving slow and deliberate over his dick because he literally could not stop.

Sebastian pulled her hair harder.

Her back arched. Her mouth fell open. She looked directly at Nicholas and watched something crack behind his composure....just slightly, just at the edges...as Sebastian’s hips snapped forward and drove the breath out of her.

His wolf was present.

She could see it. In the set of Nicholas’s shoulders. In the white line of his knuckles where his arms crossed. His wolf was right there, maybe trying to take control, and she could see Nicholas holding the line through pure will while she fell apart six feet in front of him.

She came the first time with her eyes locked on his face and he didn’t look away.

Sebastian didn’t slow down.

She came again and this time around... it was harder, her whole body was shaking, her sounds completely beyond her control...and Sebastian groaned against her throat and bit down and she felt it everywhere before finally.....finally, he let himself follow her over.

Both of them still and her legs were barely holding but Lucian was already moving.

He lay back. Reached for her. She went to him without hesitation.

swung her leg over and took him in slowly, feeling every inch, watching his head tip back and his throat work.

Then she felt Nicholas behind her.

His hands on her hips. His chest against her back.

She understood what was about to happen.

”Yes,” she said. Before he could ask. Before anyone could ask. ”Yes.”

He pressed in.

The stretch was enormous. Overwhelming. For one suspended second she couldn’t breathe....couldn’t do anything except grip Lucian’s shoulders and hold on and wait for her body to adjust to the impossible fullness of both of them inside her at once.

Then it shifted, it stopped being too much. it became exactly enough. it became the thing the heat had been screaming for since the beginning....not one of them, not two sequentially, but this. Both of them.

Simultaneously. Every part of her filled and surrounded and claimed.

”Okay?” Nicholas said against her ear. His voice rough. Barely his.

”Move,” she said. ”Please. Move.”

They started moving.

It wasn’t coordinated. It was something better than coordinated....intuitive, each of them finding the rhythm of the other, Lucian’s hands pulling her down as Nicholas pushed forward, her body the point where they met. She couldn’t do anything except take it. Couldn’t control a single thing. Just held on to Lucian’s shoulders and let them have her completely.

Lucian’s mouth found her throat.

Nicholas’s mouth found her shoulder.

Both of them biting, their teeth on her skin, claiming every inch they could reach, and she tipped her head back between them and stopped thinking entirely.

Lucian’s wolf was in Lucian’s eyes when she looked down at him. Gold and hungry and something ancient underneath. His hands on her waist were bruising. He didn’t seem and he didn’t seam to notice.

Behind her Nicholas could feel Kael pressing at the wall. Harder than before. Frantic. The wall was there but something had changed in the texture of it....it was less solid, somehow. Like it had developed a hairline fracture it hadn’t had an hour ago.

Lilith came so hard that the world went dark.

For three full seconds she felt nothing. Just white and silence and her body locked between them with no sound at all.

Then she came back.

Lucian’s hand was on her face.

”Lilith.” His voice sharp. Urgent. ”Hey. Look at me.”

She looked at him.

”I’m fine,” she said. Her voice came out wrecked.

He didn’t look convinced. His gold eyes moving over her face. Checking.

”I’m fine, Lucian. Keep going.”

***

Something moved in his expression. Relief and want and something that wasn’t either.

He pulled her down and started pounding harder chasing his own release, he thrusted once, twice and spilled inside her. Nicholas followed seconds later with a sound that came out not sounding like his at all.

She lay between them catching her breath.

The heat was still there but is was survivable. But still there, still simmering, still not done with her.

Sebastian shifted beside her.

She looked at him.

He looked back at her and he reached out and tucked her hair back from her face. A gesture so quiet after everything that it caught her completely off guard.

Then his hand moved, he pulled her from between his brothers and he guided her onto her back.

Nicholas moved over her...face to face, forearms framing her head, silver eyes looking directly into hers. She felt him against her and lifted her hips and he pushed inside and she exhaled long and slow at the familiar fullness of him.

Sebastian moved to kneel beside her head. She turned toward him. Took him into her mouth.

The rhythm they found was devastating. Nicholas’s thrusts rocking her forward. Her sounds muffled. Her hands wrapped around Nicholas’s forearms, gripping hard, feeling the muscle shift and flex beneath her palms.

Then something broke open.

Not all the way. But enough for the brothers wolves to notice.

Then all three wolves hit it simultaneously....Kael, Zev, Rhen...all three pressing together for the first time and the binding between them cracked down the middle wall.

She felt it as a loosening. Deep and structural, somewhere she didn’t have a name for, like something that had been tied very, very tight for a very long time.

She didn’t understand what it was.

But her body understood completely.

Her hands that were gripping Nicholas’s arms became warm. Not heat-warm. this was different. like something underneath the skin was heating up. It felt like something that had been buried so long it had forgotten it existed and was now, in this moment, pushing toward the surface.

They glowed.