He fixed me with a steely gaze, his face twisting into a scowl. 'Tell me, who was in this room before me?' he asked, his voice more dangerous than ever.
I could feel my heart hammering in my chest, and my palms began to sweat. I knew I had two options: lie and face his wrath, or tell the truth and face even worse consequences.
I gripped the back of my neck, my fingers digging into my skin. 'No one,' I forced out, my voice shaking.
He took his time getting up from the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. As he stood, his shadow seemed to grow, until it felt like it was looming over me. He approached, and his heavy breathing filled the room. When he spoke, his voice sent chills down my spine. 'You think I'm a fool, Hazel, but I'm not.'
My heart was beating faster than expected and it easily gave it away that I was a pathetic liar.
"I'm not going to ask again," he whispered, placing his hand on the wall and leaning closer.
"Who got you all wet and your bed soaked?"
"Ty-Tyler." I confessed.
I watched his brow lifted up in disbelief and then, he chuckled. "He had you already?"
Stepping away from me, his fist clenched and I could bet that if Tyler was present, his face would have been fucked up.
"Gosh,"
"You're such a slut."
Hear me out, there was a way that he said it. The way, he stared at me lustfully with the intent of making me beg for forgiveness.
I wanted him more than anything.
"I'm so-sorry." I muttered out an apology but it wasn't enough to do the trick.
Covering the space between us, he grabbed a handful of my hair and growled, "I don't share what's mine, Hazel."
"If I get to know that this happened a second time, you won't be sorry."
I had never seen him like this. If it was Asher, it would have been understandable.
I gulped as he pulled me closer and our lips crashed, his grip on my hair getting tighter, his mouth claiming me and his other hand groped
my ass.
I wanted more, and the way, my back arched and my body reacted, I could tell that he felt the same way.
But he broke the kiss, and without saying a word, left me in a state of wanting.
A state of craving.
I could feel my lips trembling, and the fact that the kiss wasn't gentle but rough made me even wetter.
My body was throbbing, and my panties were ruined. He licked his lips and his eyes traveled down to my feet.
His eyes slowly moved back up, and our eyes met.
And I could see the lust and the anger mixed
in them.
My lips parted, and I didn't know what to say. Still, I was processing the fact that he had
kissed me when he said, "You let him have you before I did."
"I-I didn't "
"Then why did I just taste him on your lips?"
"Maybe, he did."
"Don't play with me, Hazel."
Perhaps, if I pushed his buttons a little further, I might get the punishment that I deserved.
"What if I do? The worst you can do is to literally set my body on fire." I responded with a shrug.
"Besides, you shouldn't be so pissed when we aren't mates or even made me your girlfriend." I added fuel to the fire.
It was clear that he wasn't happy, and he was jealous, but he still acted like it didn't matter.
He looked at me and chuckled, "You know, it doesn't have to be this hard, baby girl."
"Don't make me do something that you will find hard to forget." he threatened.
I was scared, but I was also turned on.
I was confused, but I knew what I wanted.
And it was him.
"Do it then because I freaking need you." I blurted out and that took him by surprise.
Seeing that he was taking too long to respond, I eyed him before heading towards the door. Hoping me that he would drag me back and he did.
"Where are you going?"
"Anywhere away from you."
"That's not going to happen until you beg."
"Beg for what? I did nothing wrong, your father made it clear that I am to serve all three of you." I argued.
"Fight Tyler for being so bold to take me first."
He lifted a brow and then, smirked before covering the space between us.
I didn't want to admit it, but the close proximity between us made me almost beg to be ripped apart.
"One more word from you and I'll fill your mouth with my dick."
Those words was enough to do the trick, "Tyler's cock will taste better anyways."
"Strip."
"W-What?"
"Strip." He repeated.
I slowly started taking off my clothes, leaving me in only my underwear.
He stared at me, his eyes traveling over every inch of my body.
I was about to take my bra off, but he stopped me.
"That'll do."
Walking towards the bed, he sat on the edge and gestured for me to come to him.
When I stood in front of him, he grabbed my hips and pulled me down, so that I was straddling him.
"Look at you, acting like you're not mine."
"You're going to regret not listening to me,
Hazel."
"I'm the one in control here, and you will obey my orders, is that clear?"
"Yes."
"Good, now show me how much you want me."
"Show me how much you want me inside you."
With that, he laid on the bed and waited for me to make a move.
I knew exactly what he wanted, and I was more than happy to oblige.
Straddling his hips, I lowered myself onto him, and began grinding against his hard cock.
The friction of his erection against my panties was enough to make me moan, and I could see the satisfaction in his eyes.
He placed his hands on my hips, and guided my movements, helping me grind against him.
"That's it, baby, just like that."
"Show me how good you can be."
My pussy was aching for him, and I needed more.
Looking up at him, I asked, "Please."
"Please what?"
"I need you, please."
He smirked, "Well, since you asked so nicely,"
He pulled me down for a heated kiss, and the feeling of his lips on mine was enough to make me shiver.
As the kiss deepened, I felt his fingers slipping under the hem of my panties, and into my dripping folds.
He let out a groan as he felt how wet I was.
"So wet for me, baby."
"Is this all for me?"
"Yes,"
"Fuck."
He inserted two fingers inside me, and started pumping them in and out, while his thumb rubbed my clit.
The feeling of his fingers filling me up was enough to make me come undone, and I moaned against his lips.
I could feel my orgasm building, and I knew that it wouldn't take long for me to reach my peak.
"Don't cum till I tell you," He ordered, his fingers moving faster and deeper inside me.
"I'm so close, please."
"You can't cum until I tell you to."
"But, please."
"Beg me, Hazel."
"I need to cum, please let me cum."
"Come for me, baby."
I came harder than I ever had, my whole body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over me.
I cried out his name, my body convulsing as the orgasm ripped through me.
"Fuck." He growled, his fingers still moving inside me, drawing out every last bit of pleasure.
"You're so pretty when you come, baby."
I leaned against his chest, trying to catch my breath.
"You're a naughty girl and I love it."
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself." I pleaded.
"Since you've been a bad girl, you need to be punished."
"Bend over the bed." he ordered.
I did as he said, and bent over the bed, my ass in the air and my pussy exposed.
I could feel him moving behind me, and the anticipation was killing me.
He spanked my ass, the sting of his palm sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, and you're going to take it all."
"Yes, daddy."
I heard him unzip his pants and I could feel his cock pressing against my entrance.
"Tell me, who's are you?"
'I'm yours."
"Mine."
"Yes, all yours."
He pushed his cock inside me, stretching me and filling me to the hilt.
"Oh, fuck." I moaned, the sensation of being filled by him was overwhelming.
He began fucking me hard and fast, his hips slamming against my ass as he pounded into
me.
"You're mine, Hazel, and nobody else's."
"Say it."
"I'm yours, only yours."
"Mine."
"Fuck!"
"I'm close."
"Me too."
"Cum for me, baby."
His words sent me over the edge, and I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock as I screamed his name.
He followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside me as he filled me with his hot cum.
We stayed like that for a while, both of us panting till he asked another question that made me yearn for the touch of his brother.
"Has you fucked you as well?" he asked.
"Who?"
"Asher."
I wish.
That would be the best night of my life but he hated me so much that it would irk him.
"No, he doesn't like…"
"Love has nothing to do with pleasure." He brought me back to reality and I despised my body for being such an object to them.
I still loved the thrill it gave me whenever I thought of taking them all at once.
"Zane, I'm yours and nobody can have me unless you give them permission to." Feel free to call me a pussy for giving myself away to men that weren't my mates.
I actually didn't care because I stood a high chance of rejection as a omega so it was better to enjoy now than to drown in misery.
Besides, who would be able to resist the three sex gods? Definitely, not me.
"He can have you only if he fucks you better than I do."
Now that offer was the icing on the cake.