Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

He was huge, thick, stretching her to the point of pain. She tried to crawl forward but he dragged her back and slammed into her again harder. ”You do not run.” His voice was barely human, all Rhen.

He started moving deep and punishing, his hips slamming into her ass, the sound of skin on skin echoing through the trees. She could not breathe, could not think, just feel him everywhere, filling her and splitting her open and owning her.

His hand slid up her spine and fisted in her hair, pulled her head back and arched her so the angle changed deeper, impossibly deeper. She sobbed. ”Too much....”

”Take it.”

He fucked her harder and faster, his other hand coming around to her throat and holding her, not choking, just possessive and claiming. She felt his teeth at her shoulder scraping and testing, almost biting then pulling back. He was torturing both of them because the marking spot was right there and his wolf was screaming for it but he did not do it.

His hand left her throat and slid down between her legs to find her clit and rub. She was going to die, she was already dead, this was too much. ”Sebastian please...”

”Come on my cock.” he commanded.

His fingers moved faster and his hips slammed harder and she could not fight it, could not hold back. She came screaming and crying and shattering, her pussy clamping down on him so hard she saw black. Sebastian roared, his hips stuttered, his cock pulsing inside her and filling her and marking her from the inside.

He collapsed forward with his chest to her back, his teeth at her shoulder again right at the marking spot. She felt them break skin just barely, just enough to taste, and he growled and licked the blood then pulled back with a roar that shook the trees.

He did not complete the mark.

He pulled out slowly and she whimpered, empty and sore and destroyed. Sebastian turned her over gentle now, his eyes still gold but softer. He looked at her, really looked....covered in dirt, marked up, bleeding slightly from his teeth, tears on her face, completely ruined.

”Fuck.” His voice was hoarse, more Sebastian now and less Rhen. He sat back and ran his hands through his hair. ”I hurt you.”

It was not a question but Lilith shook her head. ”No.”

”You are bleeding.” he said, his voice filled with remorse.

”Not hurt.” she replied.

He stared at her and she reached for him. He caught her hand and brought it to his mouth, kissed her palm. ”I almost marked you.”

”I know.” Lilith replied.

”I wanted to.” he said.

”I know.” Lilith looked at him and replied.

”Rhen is not done.” Sebastian said, looking energized despite what just happened.

She could see it in the gold that was still there, in the tension in his body, in the way he was looking at her like he wanted to do it all over again. She sat up slowly because everything hurt but everything felt perfect. She moved into his lap and straddled him and his hands went to her hips automatically.

She kissed him slowly, tasting herself on his mouth. When she pulled back his eyes were clearer, more human. ”We need to get you back.”

”Not yet.” she said.

”Lilith....” Sebastian started saying but she cut him off by rolling her hips and he groaned. ”You are going to kill me.”

”Then die happy.” She said.

She lifted herself and lined him up and sank down slow this time, taking him inch by inch and watching his face. His eyes rolled back, his head tipped, his hands gripped her hips hard enough to leave new bruises. She started moving slow and controlled, riding him, and he let her for about thirty seconds before Rhen took over again.

Sebastian flipped them so her back was in the dirt and him over her, inside her, face to face this time. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand and started moving, his eyes locked on hers.

”You are mine.” He said, his voice coming out broken.

”Yes.” Lilith responded.

”Say it.” He commanded.

”I am yours.”

His hips rolled, hitting something inside her that made her gasp. ”Again.”

”I am yours.”

He moved faster. ”Who do you belong to?” he asked.

”You.”

”Say my name.”

”Sebastian.”

He slammed into her hard. ”Again.” he commanded.

”Sebastian.”

Harder. ”Louder.”

”Sebastian!” she screamed.

He buried his face in her neck, his teeth at the marking spot again, his hips moving brutal and perfect. She was close again and it felt impossible but she could feel it building. ”Come with me,” his voice was rough and desperate. His hand released her wrists and slid between them to find her clit.

She came and he came together with her, his teeth breaking skin again deeper this time, tasting more, wanting all of it but stopping himself at the last second and roaring into her shoulder.

They lay there breathing hard, covered in dirt and sweat, the moon overhead and the woods silent. Sebastian pulled out carefully and she whimpered. He gathered her up and lifted her and cradled her against his chest while she buried her face in his neck.

”I cannot walk.” Lilith said.

”I know.” he replied.

”Everything hurts.”

”I know.”

”Do it again.” she teased.

He laughed rough and exhausted. ”You are going to be the death of me.”

He carried her back toward the estate naked and filthy and marked.

Sebastian took her straight to his room, not hers, and kicked the door shut behind them. He carried her into the bathroom and set her down carefully on the edge of the tub, then started the water hot. She watched him move round the bathroom still gloriously naked

He tested the water then turned back to her, lifted her again, and lowered her into the tub. She hissed because the heat stung and everything was sensitive. He climbed in behind her and pulled her back against his chest, his arms around her while the water rose.

He washed her carefully and gently, a complete contrast to ten minutes ago, his hands soft on her skin as he cleaned the dirt and the blood and the evidence. She leaned back into him exhausted and sore.

”The bond,” his voice was quiet. ”I felt it when I was inside you. Rhen felt it.”

”I felt it too.” Lilith said.

”It is not complete.” Sebastian said.

”I know.”

”But it is there.”

”Yes.”

He pressed his face into her hair. ”I want to mark you so badly it is killing me.”

”Then do it.” Lilith said.

”Not yet.” he replied.

”Why?” she asked.

”Because Nicholas is right. All three bonds need to happen in the right order. If I mark you now before Lucian is ready it could destabilize everything.”

She turned in his arms and looked at him. ”How long?” she asked.

”I do not know.” Sebastian replied.

”Weeks?” she asked.

”Maybe.” he replied looking at her.

”I do not want to wait.” she said looking at him.

”Neither do I Lilith.” Sebastian said and kissed her, when he pulled back his eyes had regained their normal brown color.

He finished washing her, dried her, carried her to his bed, and laid her down. He climbed in beside her and pulled the covers over both of them. She curled into his chest, his arm around her, his hand in her hair. ”Sleep.”

She was already gone before he finished talking.

Sebastian lay awake staring at the ceiling, Rhen finally quiet and finally still now, the incomplete bond humming between them. Not enough, but at least it was something.

He looked down at her asleep against him, covered in his marks, smelling like him. His. Almost.

He closed his eyes and waited for morning.