The Wrong Roux Brother Slipped Into Me

YOUR MATE?!

HIS MATE?!

MINA’S POINT OF VIEW.

Declan grabs my waist with both hands, lifting me over his erect c**k so I sink on it…slowly. My teeth dig into my lower lip from the burst of electricity shooting through my p***y walls. Soren, the wolf, stands to my right, his large hands fisting my n*****s and t**s roughly, muttering close to my ear;

“Look at you, taking it like a filthy whore.”

I expect to hate his words, but they settle against me smoothly. A rough moan spills from my lips; my palms flat on Declan’s chest as he lifts his hip, thrusting into me slowly; torturously slow. Vladimir’s fingers play with my swollen c**t, his words gentle, unlike Soren’s.

“You’re so perfect, Mina.”

“You’re a w***e; a perfect w***e. Taking all that c**k like that; your p***y is greedy, isn’t it?”

“Yes!” A scream rips through my throat, tears streaming down my cheeks from utter fullness. Both c***s fill my holes; Vladimir’s fingers play with my p***y, and Soren grabs my t**s like he’s angry at them.

“Grab my c**k, w***e!” Soren commands. “Don’t be lazy.”

“Y-yes.” I don’t hesitate. My hand wraps around Soren’s large girth. The size of him makes my hand look small, but I make it work. My hand glides up and down his shaft, coating precum around his thickness. He throws his head back, his long tongue swiping over his lower lip.

“f**k, your hand feels so good. Goddess, don’t stop.”

I gulped, torn between screaming from Declan’s feral thrusts, Vladimir’s fingers pinching, twisting, rubbing on my c**t, Soren’s hands on my n*****s, spreading some of his c*m further on my skin… It’s all so stimulating. Tears of pleasure don’t stop rolling down my cheeks while I bounce on Declan.

“f**k me, please.”

“Open your mouth, angel,” Vladimir calls softly, grabbing my thick hair in a fist. He holds his c**k angrily with his other hand, tapping the tip of his c**k against my lip.

Precum swirls and swipes over my lower lip. My tongue laps it up. His red eyes darken, a growl tearing at his chest. “Made for me,” he mutters low, tilting my head back at the same time. “Open for me, angel.”

“You feel so good, Mina.” Declan moans under me, still pounding, meeting my bouncing. He’s so hard, so strong in both my holes. My p***y weeps with thick, clear arousal fluid around us, adding to a messy appeal around my butt, p***y lips, inner thighs, and Declan’s c**k. Vladimir fills my mouth with his c**k.

My tongue twitches at the salty taste of his precum and my tears. He’s barely halfway in, but he’s at my throat. The second his tip hits the back of my throat, I gag around him with a hard cough. He doesn’t pull away; his red eyes are much darker now, almost pitch Black.

“You said you wanted this, whore.” Soren hissed, grabbing my hand roughly as if to remind me of his c**k in my hand. “You talked a big game earlier; acting like you were big enouugh for this.

Your p***y hole can stretch for Declan's c**k; your asshole can widen for his c**k, but your hand cant stroke me even decently?

Don’t be f*****g lazy. Take his c**k in that pretty mouth, and stroke me properly, damnit!”

“Hmm.” I moan around Vladimir’s girth, tongue swiping around his length in my mouth. Slowly, I get used to him inside my mouth. Saliva trails past my lips to my chest, my head bobbing back and forth to meet his thrusts.

“f**k, Angel,” Vladimir whispers, thumb pinching my c**t hard, his other hand still wrapping around my hair in a fist. “Your mouth is perfect.”

My orgasm doesn’t take long at all. It feels like I’m about to burst, or explode, or both, as Declan’s thrust speed and my bouncing follow suit. Vladimir’s thumb and index finger pinching my c**t don’t help; Soren’s grip on my n*****s…it’s too much. My body bucks, trembling violently as white spreads in my vision.

“Ahh, Goddess!!” My scream comes out muffled because of Vladimir’s rough thrusts in my mouth as my orgasm hits violently. Declan doesn’t stop.

Fuck, he doesn’t.

He lifts me, the same time he pulls out, then slams back into me; over and over; and over again until another orgasm rocks my world. For a moment, I swear I have gone completely deaf. I barely hear what Vladimir or Soren or even Declan say; I only see their lips moving, until I swear I’ve gone blind as well.

All I know; all I feel; is blinding pleasure.

Vladimir twitches in my mouth, tip hard with every pound against the back of my throat until he snarls, “I’m going to c*m. Tell me where, Angel.”

I blink, as if to tell him right here; inside my mouth. I don’t recognize me. Before this, before them, the Mina who loved Elliot would never have agreed to this. She wouldn’t have let three huge men f**k her like this; but now, she wants one of them to spill in her mouth. I’d never tasted c*m before, but I wanted to now.

So I blinked, using my other hand to fist his c**k like I did Soren. I wrapped my lips tighter around him, hollowing my cheeks like a woman possessed. His left eye twitched, just like mine, before it followed with an ear-splitting roar. He spilled into my mouth not long after, c**k twitching as he shot ropes of salty c*m in my mouth.

“Swallow, Angel. Let me see you swallow for Vlad.” He commanded softly, but rough at the same time. I did as he said, letting the c*m spill past my throat, coating every one of my organs.

I am not given the chance to let that feeling settle. Soren turns my head roughly, one hand under my chin, the other around my throat, before he impales my throat with his thick, veiny girth. Neither Vlad nor Soren are pierced or tatted on their c***s; but they are bigger than Declan.

And Declan is huge.

“Hmm.” I moan around him, sucking him as much as he lets me. He grabs my hair tight, tilting my head back so he can use my mouth for his pleasure. My head is barely allowed to move. Vladimir wraps his mouth around my tit, his other hand playing with my n****e while he whispers, “Don’t want this pretty titty to feel left out, do we?”

“Hm.” I moan in response, trying to look at him when Soren lets out a possessive roar.

“Eyes on me, cunt!” he hissed. “You look at another being, and I’ll tear up your mouth with my c*m. All you’ll taste is me!”

He holds my head still while Declan uses my p***y and asshole to his pleasure. Both holes are weeping at the moment, with his c*m, with my wetness, but I don’t hate it. My body feels used, but I want more.

So I stay there, still rolling my hips against Declan while Soren f***s my mouth.

“I asked you a question earlier, Mina.” Declan hissed through gritted teeth, nails digging into my hips. “Do you agree?”

“We could make you feel so good, angel,” Vladimir whispered, lifting his head from my n*****s before he returned to them, biting, sucking, blowing cool air on them.

I want this…all the time; I never want to stop.

My mind assaults me with images of Elliot and Ivy from before. Maybe this is why he rejected me? He thinks I am too inexperienced? Maybe if I say yes, Elliot will see I am good enough to be his mate, his woman... he might love me again. Declan, Soren, and Vladimir tense suddenly. Each of their eyes turn pitch black.

Growls ripple from their chests. Soren’s thrusts turn downright rough, almost bruising my jaw; Declan’s c***s turn to granite, pounding inside me until a harsh cry tears from my throat even with Soren’s c**k inside me. Vladimir’s teeth sink into my n****e, sucking much harder until I can't stop crying.

It feels so rough, so hard… but so f*****g good.

Goddess.

Yes, I want this. I want to do what Declan said; to feel this good.

“Do you agree, sweet Mina?” He seethed, nails still digging into my hips. Soren pulled his c**k out just a little, as if granting me a chance to verbally answer.

I nodded; for Elliot. So he could see I was worthy of him: “Y-yes, I a-agree.”

Declan showed his canines before resuming with even harder pounding in both my holes, as if he were angry at me. soren’s c**k twitched twice before he spilled down my throat with a roar.

At the same time, Delcan did; he came, hard, c*m filling both my holes until he softened inside me, still thrusting into me. “Not a drop can be wasted.”

I remained there, body completely used, holes trembling, tears staining my cheeks while trying to regain a semblance of the world around me. Soren and Vladimir stood there, both of them looking at my c*m filled holes, my body glistening with pre-c*m, the c*m stains on my lips, tongue, and jaw.

The corners of their lips lifted with proud smiles.

“Look at you, Mina,” Declan whispered, fingers running slowly against my lower back, earning shivers from me. “Soaked, ruined; c*m spilling from all your holes. You’re so beautiful.” He wrapped his hand around my neck and slammed his lips on mine, stealing my breath. My lungs burned for air, but he didn’t let me go.

He wrapped his hand around my throat, flipping me so I lay on my back, and he was above me. His hand grabbed my waist, his c***s already rock hard again.

How is he so hard so soon? How is he not tired already?

Exhaustion tore at my limbs, demanding I rest, but he… he barely broke a sweat! He pulled back, the corner of his lip lifted with a sexy smirk; “Ready for another round, sweet Mina?”

I looked behind him, to ask Soren and Vladimir to help tell Declan he was out of his mind…but they weren’t there. My brows pulled together. They were here seconds ago, right?

It wasn’t a figment of my imagination. My n*****s, the taste of their c*m on my mouth confirmed that…so where did they go? I looked at Declan’s smirking face; his eyes were a mix of red, black, and gold now.

I opened my mouth to ask where they went when my small hut suddenly shook, followed by an angry yell: “Declan Roux, open this door! And Mina better be in there as well!”

Declan’s Aunt?

What could she be doing here?