Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

Lucian’s golden eyes flashed with anger.

"Are you the only one who wants to fuck her?" Lucian demanded. "I also want to fuck her. You come fast right now and give her to me. We own her, not only you. She’s ours to share."

Nicholas looked at his brother with something that looked almost like fury.

"Arrogant bastard," he said.

Then he held onto Lilith’s legs and began to pound into her with a brutality that was absolutely devastating. Hard. Fast. Raw. Completely relentless. He was chasing his own orgasm now, not caring that she’d been pulled back from the edge of her own.

Five minutes.

He fucked her for five brutal minutes.

His balls were slamming against her pussy, the desk was creaking, she was screaming his name over and over until her voice went hoarse.

And then he came.

He released inside her with a roar that echoed through the office, a massive load that filled her completely, that spilled out of her and dripped down her inner thighs.

He pulled out, breathing hard.

Before Nicholas could even step back, Lucian was there.

He pulled Lilith from the desk, her body limp, barely conscious, barely able to stand, and he carried her to his chair. He placed her there and spread her legs wide.

He looked at the state of her pussy....swollen, raw, completely devastated from being used by two men in succession. There was cum dripping from her. There were marks covering her inner thighs. There was evidence of brutal use written all over her body.

He shook his head.

"You fools," he said to his brothers. "Look at how raw you’ve made her pussy. It’s so swollen. I don’t think I’ll be able to fuck her again this night without her breaking completely."

He looked at Lilith, her eyes filled with unshed tears, her body shaking, her face pleading silently.

"It looks like you’ll get lucky tonight, little omega," he said. "I’m not going to fuck you. At least not your pussy. But first, let me taste what my brothers have left inside you."

He dropped to his knees between her legs.

And he began to eat her pussy.

His tongue was skilled, deliberate, completely thorough. He licked her from her entrance to her clit, tasting the cum that was still inside her, and he didn’t seem bothered by it. His fingers came up, and he used them to pull out the cum from inside her so he could suck it from his fingers.

She was still overstimulated, still sensitive, and every lick of his tongue made her body jerk and convulse.

"Please," she whimpered. "Please, Alpha Lucian, I can’t...."

He ignored her pleas and continued eating her pussy like a man possessed. Like he’d been starving for this exact moment. Like he couldn’t get enough of the taste of her combined with his brothers’ cum.

When he finally pulled back, his chin was wet, and his eyes were blazing.

He stood and freed his cock from his trousers.

It was enormous. Flushed. Leaking precome from the slit.

"Open," he commanded.

She opened her mouth without hesitation.

He stepped forward and pushed his cock inside. Not slowly, not gently....just straight to the back of her throat, making her gag immediately. Her hands came up to grip his hips, but she didn’t try to push him away.

He began to fuck her mouth with the same relentless intensity that his brothers had used on her body.

His hand came to her hair, gripping it, controlling the rhythm. His eyes were locked on her face, watching the way his cock disappeared between her lips. Watching the tears stream down her cheeks. Watching her struggle to breathe around him.

"That’s it," he breathed. "Take it all. You’re doing so good. You’re serving all of us so well."

He fucked her mouth for what felt like an eternity....hard, fast, completely without mercy. His balls were slapping against her chin. His precome was mixing with her saliva. She was gagging, tears streaming, her body overwhelmed.

And still he continued.

Until finally, with a roar, he came.

He released inside her mouth, down her throat, and she had no choice but to swallow. He held himself there, still coming, still releasing, until finally he was done.

He pulled out slowly and looked down at her.

She was destroyed.

Her face was wet with tears and saliva. Her body was marked and bruised. Her pussy was swollen and devastated. She could barely breathe, could barely think, could barely do anything except exist in a state of complete overwhelming sensation.

The three brothers looked at her with expressions that were unreadable.

Then Nicholas moved to where she sat in the chair, completely spent, completely used up.

He cupped her face in his hand and lifted her chin so she was forced to look at him.

"You understand now?" he asked quietly. "You understand what happens when you make us wait?"

She nodded weakly.

"Good," he said. "Because this is just the beginning."

He released her and stepped back.

And Lilith, destroyed and overwhelmed and completely theirs, finally understood the true meaning of what it meant to belong to the Blackwood brothers.

Lucian bent down and picked her up.

Her body was limp in his arms. Completely devastated. Utterly spent. She was trembling, not from cold, but from the aftereffects of being brutally used by two men in rapid succession. Her skin was covered in marks. Bruises were already blooming on her hips, her thighs, her breasts. She looked like a battlefield had claimed her as its own.

And Lucian wanted her again. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Where are we going?" she whispered.

It was barely a question. More like acceptance. Like she understood that resistance was futile and her body belonged to him now, no matter where he took her.

"My room," he said simply.

She opened her mouth like she was about to protest. Her body tensed slightly, a last vestige of self-preservation attempting to fight. But then the realization set in, her body had no strength left. She’d been used to the point of breaking, and there was nothing left in her to resist.

She closed her mouth. Dropped her head against his chest.

"Why are you protesting?" Lucian asked. His voice was soft, but there was something dangerous underneath it. Something feral and possessive and absolutely unforgiving. "Do you not want to follow me? Or would you rather I fuck you in the state you’re in right now, here on this floor? Or should I wait until tomorrow morning?"