Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

He resumed fucking her, hard and fast, his free hand coming around to her throat. Not choking, but holding. Possessing. He pulled her head back against his shoulder so her face was exposed, so they could see every expression that crossed it.

She was crying now. Not from pain only, but from overwhelming sensation. From the rawness of what he was doing to her. From the knowledge that there was nothing she could do to stop it, and part of her didn’t want to.

"Please," she whimpered. "Please, Alpha, I...."

He thrust harder, and she lost the ability to form words.

The position shifted again. He turned her in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, her back against the desk again. This angle was different and deeper somehow, hitting places inside her that made her eyes roll back.

He was chasing his orgasm now.

His thrusts became even more frantic. More brutal. His growls became louder. His entire body was coiled tight, ready to release, and he didn’t care that she was completely overwhelmed. Didn’t care that she was crying. Didn’t care about anything except the feeling of her pussy wrapped around his cock.

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK," he roared, and he slammed into her one final time and released.

The orgasm wracked his entire body. He came hard and deep and relentlessly, filling her with a load that was massive and overwhelming. He held himself inside her, still releasing, until finally his body went still.

He pulled out slowly.

Cum dripped from her pussy and onto the desk.

She was barely coherent, her body shaking, her mind struggling to process what had just happened.

Sebastian stepped back and looked at Nicholas.

"She’s yours, brother," he said, breathing hard.

Nicholas stood from his desk.

He was controlled. Always controlled. But his eyes were blazing with the same feral hunger that had driven Sebastian. He was already hard, his cock pushing against his trousers, and he freed it as he approached them.

His cock was massive. Longer than Sebastian’s. Thicker. With a curve that promised to hit her in ways that would completely destroy her.

Lilith felt her breath catch when she saw it.

Sebastian smiled and picked her up. She was limp in his arms, barely conscious, barely aware of what was happening. He carried her to where Nicholas stood, and without ceremony, he aligned her pussy with Nicholas’s cock and sank her down onto it.

The scream that came out of her throat was different this time.

It was pure anguish.

Nicholas’s cock stretched her impossibly wide, and he went deep....so deep that he was definitely touching her womb....on the first thrust. Lilith threw her head back and gasped, her body convulsing around him.

"Oh god, oh god, Alpha Nicholas....."

Nicholas’s hands came up to grip her throat. Not to choke her, but to hold her in place. To control her. He began to slam into her from beneath, using the leverage of the neck grip to pull her down onto him harder with each thrust.

She started screaming his name.

"It’s touching my womb, Alpha Nicholas, it’s....please, it’s too much, it’s too...."

He didn’t slow down.

He was fucking her with the intensity of a man who’d been starving for this. Who’d spent the entire full moon aching for her. Who couldn’t stop even if the world was ending around him.

Lucian stood from where he’d been watching.

He moved toward them slowly, his golden eyes tracking every detail. The way Nicholas’s cock was sliding in and out of her. The way her body was responding despite the overwhelming sensation. The way she was screaming his brother’s name.

"Beautiful," Lucian breathed. "So fucking beautiful."

He reached out and touched her breast, just touched it, just held it in his palm, feeling the rapid beating of her heart beneath his hand.

"Tell him to turn her around," Lucian said to Sebastian. "I need to see her face."

Sebastian nodded to Nicholas.

Nicholas didn’t slow his thrusts. He just lifted her up....her body light in his massive hands despite the way she was shaking....and turned her around, then he sat down on the chair Her back was now against his chest, her front completely exposed, and he slammed back inside her with even more force.

She arched back into him, her body moving with his rhythm.

Lucian stepped forward and cupped her breast in his hand. He leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, and he began to suck. His other hand came up to her other breast, and he pressed the nipple between his thumb and finger.

"I don’t know why Sebastian is always obsessed with these breasts," Lucian said between sucks, "but I think I understand now."

Lilith was barely coherent.

She was being fucked from behind by Nicholas. Sucked on by Lucian. Her body was responding in ways she couldn’t control, her hips beginning to match Nicholas’s rhythm, pushing back against him with each thrust.

She put her hands on Nicholas’s legs and began to slam back into him, matching his rhythm, nearly fucking him instead of the other way around.

Nicholas let out a sound that was half-growl, half-roar.

"Fuck, yes," he breathed. "Like that, yes, that’s it, keep slamming back like that....oh yes, you’re doing so well, you’re serving me so well, omega."

Sebastian, still watching, made a sound of pure satisfaction.

"Look at her," he said. "Look at the way she’s fucking you, Nicholas. You can literally see her doing the work. She’s the one fucking you, not the other way around."

Lilith was close to coming.....very close to coming.

She could feel it building...the tension in her core, the tightening of her muscles, the way her entire body was coiling toward release.

But then Lucian, who’d moved a hand between her legs and was rubbing her clit, suddenly stopped.

"No," Nicholas commanded, his voice rough. "Don’t make her come yet. Pull off your hand."