Primal (Alpha Unknown 1)

More tender kisses with an undeniable and loving feeling. Three tongues opening my mouth, leaving me gasping for air. I was flipped onto my side and spread. I was ready for them. Absolutely ready.

They were humans, but their ferocity never ceased. That, apparently, had always been a part of their DNA. They were real, masculine, and confident men—the kind of men who didn’t exist too much in the modern world. They took what they pleased because they were positive they were capable of being there for me, even through the hardest times.

They filled me to my absolute breaking point, never ceasing to drive in deeper. Digging my hips forward, I watched as the three sexiest men on the planet served me. I ran my fingers across the rock-hard abs, slowly feeling each biceps. Deep and hedonistic moans filled the room, and I felt it again. I was going to come.

But so were they. I could see the aching pain of pleasure form in each of their eyes, almost at the exact same time. Their balls started to compact, and I felt them hold me with even more urgency than before.

They fucked me faster, deeper, and harder. Relentless and forceful, they took my pussy, ass, even my tired throat. They claimed my parts as their own until all of us connected again.

I wanted more than this. I wanted their seed. I wanted them to give me the family I felt like I deserved.

“Yes, buttercup,” Mag moaned with dark delight. “Oh fuck, yes. Give yourself to me.”

“Don’t pull out,” I moaned.

“Yeah, slut? Is that what you want? Triplets?” Cadmar grinned and sank back, his words a bit too hot for him to handle.

“We can give you that,” Donovan grunted. “All you have to do is say please.”

“Yes,” I moaned, closing my eyes. “Please.”

Donovan covered my mouth and whispered, “Then, don’t you dare look away from us.”

I opened my eyes and did as I was told. I took their lengths and pussy-stretching girths with as much tenacity as a woman could give. It took some getting used to, but they were perfect for me now. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I listened to their exhausted cries, felt their hunger edge inside of me. It was the pain a man felt before giving himself up to a feminine body. We were so complex, a treasure to find in a world of so many lackluster things. They could take, spank, and choke until they got their fill, but a woman knew the truth: a man was owned by his desires.

They dominated me. Caressing my delicate folds, they made me sink to their ways. They slammed into me, mouth still covered. I tried to scream or moan, but it came out as muffled and weak. Their cocks moored me down, and I soon heard their backed-up and seething cries. “Oh.... yes!”

Their cocks swayed erratically, inching back before they turned swollen and pulsing. “Cant... take... it...” Donovan said, collapsing forward.

Cadmar forced his hand around my throat and squeezed, and then my second orgasm of the night broke through the barrier of feeling. All my senses were magnified. My toes curled back against the floor. I tried to hold onto them, but they fucked me senseless. I couldn’t move, but I could feel, and it was glorious.

Absolutely fucking glorious.

I took in big breaths and whispered, “Spill your seed.”

Every hole was fixed open and gaping for their pleasure. Lost in the swells of raw ecstasy, they forced it into me. Their warm and thick cum painted my walls, shooting what felt like endless streams. I sank into pleasure, taking it all in stride. It felt so good to see them get what they want, free and able to use their woman without any worry of losing me again.

It was perfect.

When they came back to cradle me in their arms, I couldn’t help but kiss all over their glistening muscles. The absurdity of the situation made no difference. We had just come back from a fucking portal, for Christ’s sake. In all honesty, could any woman say they had experienced love in such a way?

We were breathless, speechless, and we had all defied death. Their eyes said it all.

I was theirs.

They kissed my lips, each taking turns to taste me. I curled my ass against them and arched my back. “I’m so thankful I have you forever,” I said.

“If this is what forever feels like, I never want it to end,” Cadmar said.

We weren’t letting go. Not after everything that happened. Zane, my father, the revelation of my origins... fuck it all.

This was true love.

Filthy. Obsessive. Primal.

Epilogue: Adeline