Maisie

Mercer was clever, pinning my back against his chest and locking both my wrists in one massive hand, restraining me without giving my greedy fingers any chance to reach him.

It felt like the worst kind of torture.

"We’re trying to keep you safe, Adams—"

I headbutted him. Hard.

Mercer grunted in pain but didn’t loosen his grip. I thrashed like a wild animal, every filthy curse I’d ever heard spilling out of my mouth. Words that made even me blush. But no matter how hard I fought or how desperately I begged, he refused to give me what I needed.

"Why won’t you fuck me?!" I cried, voice breaking with desperate frustration. "Is it because I’m not as pretty as Tessa? I promise I can mate better than her."

The only response I got was a hoarse laugh. I added, "I’ll take what you give me."

Nothing. He didn’t stop walking.

"Just the tip? I’ll be good, I swear it."

"Boring!" my Lycan cackled. "Offer him your throat next. Tell him he can choke you while he breeds us. He likes it rough, remember?"

"Shut up!" I screamed internally, mortified.

Mercer’s laugh turned strained. "I’m going to remind you of every single word later, wildcat. In detail."

He still wasn’t going to give me what I needed. If he got me down that bedroom, I was going back to being chained and locked up. I didn’t want that. I wanted to be bent over. I wanted to be on my back. I wanted my legs parted, spread, lifted high in the air.

So I stopped fighting against him and deployed a different tactic. "Put me down, Mercer. I can walk." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Nice try."

"I’m serious! Your disgusting, meaty hands are making my skin crawl."

The lie worked. The second he loosened his grip I spun, tackled him exactly like he’d taught me in training, and took him down to the floor.

He grunted in surprise as I landed on top of him, straddling his hips. My heavy breasts swayed inches from his face as I rolled my hips in filthy, desperate circles, leaving a slick, shiny trail all over the front of his dark trousers.

Mercer hissed, his cheeks flushed dark. "Adams..." his voice was a strangled rasp. "Don’t do that."

I did it harder.

"Please—please—" I sobbed. "I need you inside me right now. I’ll die if you don’t fill me up—"

Mercer’s hands flexed on my waist like he was two seconds from giving in. His eyes kept darting from mine to my breasts, like he couldn’t tell what to look at.

I encouraged him and lowered my aching buds to his lips. Mercer trembled underneath me, shutting his eyes as they began to flash green to black to green and stayed black.

He lost the battle and stars shot behind my eyes as clamped his lips around the reddened, pulsing crest.

My moan was guttural enough to draw the attention of the others, and every man in the room grew frenzied.

It turned into pure bedlam and I barely noticed the fight.

Not as Mercer’s hot tongue ran over my nipple, his arms wrapping around my center as he crushed me closer and twisted us, so that I was underneath him and he was kneeling between my thighs.

My back arched, my insides quivering as I peaked to a startling high point, but rather than come down from it, it only worsened as I came against Mercer’s thigh.

It didn’t feel like release. It felt like a match had been lit inside me, and I wanted even more than before. Like gasoline had been poured over a crackling flame. Anything would have sufficed. I would’ve grinded on a pole, a stick, a table leg, a fucking toothbrush if I found one.

The musky, tangy scent of my arousal was so heavy, it choked me and worsened my state of arousal.

I thrusted against Mercer’s leg, sobbing for more and I cried madly when he was also thrown off me by Jericho.

Mercer snarled at Jericho, more animal than rational like I was, and Jericho snarled back. Something passed between them and I despised it because I realized it meant I wouldn’t get what I needed.

Before I could lash out at Jericho in anger, he dropped down beside me, one big hand sliding into my hair. And he kissed me. It was deep, slow and devastatingly sensual.

Oh goddess, yes.

His tongue stroked mine like a promise, like he was finally going to give me everything I needed.

I melted instantly, moaning into his mouth, pressing my aching breasts against his chest.

Finally. I reached for his belt, frantic.

"That’s it, malyshka," he murmured against my lips, voice low and coaxing. "Come with me. I’ll take care of you."

I whimpered eagerly and let him lift me into his arms. My legs wrapped around Jericho’s waist as he carried me through the chaos, kissing me the whole way like he was devouring me. I rocked against the hard ridge in his pants, whimpering every time the friction hit my swollen clit.

The hallway blurred. Jericho’s hands were everywhere, gripping my ass, steadying me, teasing the curve of my breasts, but never coming close enough. I was so lost in the kiss I barely noticed when we crossed the threshold back into that bedroom.

He laid me down on the massive bed, still kissing me senseless, his body covering mine. I arched up desperately, trying to pull him on top of me.

Then—click.

Cold steel snapped around my right wrist.

My eyes flew open. "What—?"

Click.

The left wrist followed, locking both arms above my head.

"No!" I cried, yanking hard against the cuffs. The chain rattled but held. "Jericho, no! Please—I need you. I need someone. Don’t leave me like this!"

Jericho stood at the edge of the bed, chest heaving, eyes pure black with lust. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked painful. For a moment I thought he might break and take me anyway.

Instead, he dragged a hand down his face and took one shaky step back.

"I’m sorry, malyshka," he rasped, voice rough as gravel. "Not like this. Not when you’re not yourself."

He turned and walked out, slamming the heavy door behind him. I heard the lock engage.

I screamed in frustration, thrashing against the cuffs, thighs rubbing desperately together for any kind of relief. My body was on fire. Empty. Aching. Dripping.

"Let me out!" I showed furiously.

Tears of humiliation and unbearable need stung my eyes as I yanked uselessly at the chains.

This was actual hell.