The pack's roar echoed off the mountain long after the knots began to soften.
Thorne and Cassian stayed locked inside me for what felt like eternity. Their swollen bases throbbed in slow counter-rhythm, tugging at my stretched rim with every heartbeat. c*m and slick leaked steadily around the seal, dripping down my thighs in thick rivulets that pooled on the stone platform. My belly remained taut, rounded from the volume they had pumped deep. My hole fluttered uselessly, too exhausted to close, too full to stop clenching.
I knelt between them, trembling. Tears dried on my cheeks. My lips stayed swollen from Aurelius. My throat ached from swallowing him down. The collar at my neck felt heavier now, the silver ring cool against my fevered skin. The pack watched from the tiered benches. Hun
