Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

The cum had dried on her thighs. She hadn’t had the energy to clean herself. Had just collapsed on the bed where Sebastian left her and hadn’t moved since.

The room was dim now. Evening light filtering through the heavy curtains. How many hours had passed? Three? Four?

Not enough.

Nowhere near enough time for her body to recover from what they’d done.

The door opened.

She didn’t turn to look. Didn’t have the energy.

Heavy footsteps crossed the room. Stopped beside the bed.

She felt the weight of someone’s gaze on her.

Finally, she turned her head.

Sebastian stood there. Still fully dressed. Those dark eyes moving over her naked, wrecked body with an expression she couldn’t quite read.

Hunger, maybe.

Satisfaction.

Something darker underneath both.

He didn’t say anything. Just stood there and stared.

She stared back, too exhausted to be afraid anymore.

Then his voice cut through the silence.

"Spread your legs."

The words landed like ice water.

Lilith’s eyes widened. "What?"

"I said spread your legs." His tone was casual. Like he was asking her to pass the salt. "I need to taste what you taste like. And I need to feel your pussy around my dick again."

No.

Her body couldn’t take it. She was too sore, too broken, too....

"I don’t have all night, omega." Sebastian moved to the bedside, looming over her. "You heard me. Spread your legs."

She shook her head mutely.

His hand shot out, gripping her ankle with bruising force.

"That wasn’t a request."

Lilith’s whole body was shaking. "Please....I can’t....I’m too sore....."

"You can," he said flatly. "And you will. Because that’s what you’re here for. Now spread. Your. Legs."

She had no choice.

She knew she had no choice.

Slowly, with trembling thighs, she let her legs fall open.

"Wider," Sebastian commanded.

She spread them wider. As wide as her aching muscles would allow.

Sebastian’s eyes dropped to her exposed pussy. To the mess his brothers had left.... dried cum, swollen lips, visible evidence of exactly how thoroughly she’d been used.

He moved between her thighs, positioning himself at the edge of the bed.

His hands gripped her thighs, spreading them even further apart, opening her completely to his gaze.

"Look at this," he murmured. More to himself than to her. "Absolutely wrecked. Swollen and messy and perfect."

He looked up at her face. Saw the fear there.

Smiled.

That smile sent ice down Lilith’s spine. It wasn’t kind. Wasn’t reassuring. It was the smile of a predator about to devour prey.

Sebastian pulled her legs closer to his face, his breath hot against her sensitive flesh.

"Listen carefully," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "If you make too much noise, you’ll draw my brothers’ attention. And if they come in here, you’ll get fucked throughout the entire night. Every hole. No breaks. No mercy." His eyes met hers. "So keep quiet and let me eat your pussy."

Before she could respond, his mouth was on her.

Lilith’s back arched off the bed, a strangled sound escaping her throat.

His tongue was everywhere. Licking, sucking, tasting every inch of her abused pussy like he was starving for it. His mouth worked her with devastating precision, finding spots that made her see stars despite the soreness, despite the pain.

She bit down on her hand to muffle the sounds trying to escape.

Because he was right. If Nicholas and Lucian heard, if they came in here.....

She couldn’t survive that. Not tonight. Not again.

Sebastian’s tongue pushed inside her, fucking her with it, tasting his brothers’ cum still coating her walls, groaning against her flesh like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.

"Fuck," he muttered, pulling back for just a moment. "You taste incredible. Sweet and filthy at the same time."

Then he dove back in.

His mouth found her clit and sucked hard.

Lilith’s hips jerked involuntarily, her hand pressed harder against her mouth to trap the scream trying to break free.

Too much. Too sensitive. Too soon after....

Sebastian’s fingers joined his mouth.

Two thick fingers pushing inside her while his tongue worked her clit with merciless intensity.

He pulled back slightly, looking up at her face while his fingers moved in and out of her pussy, slow and deliberate.

"You know what I’m still wondering?" he said conversationally, like they were discussing the weather. His fingers curved inside her, hitting that spot that made her whole body jerk. "How a hole this small...."

He emphasized his point by pushing his fingers deeper, spreading them slightly inside her.

"....can accommodate my dick."

His fingers moved faster. In and out. In and out. The wet sounds obscene in the quiet room.

"You’re so fucking tight," he continued, his eyes locked on her face, watching every expression cross it. "Even after three of us wrecked you few hours ago. Even full of our cum. You still grip my fingers like you don’t want to let go."

He pulled his fingers out completely.

Looked at them....glistening with her wetness and traces of cum....and then deliberately licked them clean.

"Delicious," he said.

Then his mouth was back on her.

Eating her like a man possessed. His tongue fucking into her, his lips sucking her clit, his teeth grazing sensitive flesh just enough to make her sob into her hand.

The orgasm built despite everything. Despite the pain. Despite knowing this was wrong, that she shouldn’t be responding, that her body was betraying her again.

It crashed over her anyway.

She came against his mouth, her whole body convulsing, her thighs trying to close around his head but his hands held them open, kept her spread wide while he licked up every drop of her release.

When he finally pulled back, his face was wet, his eyes dark with hunger.

"Fucking perfect," he said.

He stood up.

Started unbuckling his belt.

No.

No no no.....

"Please," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "Please, Alpha Sebastian, I can’t....I’m too sore....please....."

"I know you’re sore," he said, pushing his pants down, freeing his cock. Already hard. Already ready to destroy her again. "I can see how swollen you are. How tender." He gripped himself, stroking slowly. "Doesn’t matter."