Dark Obsession

The Claiming

I couldn't stop thinking about them.

Kael. Damon. Ryker. Zane. Four Alphas, four different men, four different ways of making me feel alive. I was drowning in them, and I didn't want to be saved.

But something was changing inside me. I could feel darkness growing, a hunger that couldn't be satisfied by just one of them. I needed them all.

And they knew it.

It started with a text from Kael.

Kael: We need to talk. All of us.

My heart raced as I read the message. What did he mean by "all of us"? Did he know about the others? Did they all know about each other?

I texted back: Where?

Kael: My place. Tonight. 8 PM. Come alone.

I stared at the screen, my mind racing. This was it. The moment I had been dreading and secretly hoping for.

I dressed carefully that night, choosing a simple black dress that hugged my curves. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I wanted to be ready for anything.

When I arrived at Kael's apartment, they were all there.

Kael stood by the window, his arms crossed over his chest. Damon sat on the couch, his expression unreadable. Ryker leaned against the wall, his wild eyes gleaming with amusement. And Zane... Zane was in the corner, watching me with dark, possessive eyes.

"Close the door," Kael said.

I obeyed, my hands trembling slightly. "What is this about?"

"We need to talk about us," Damon said, his voice cool and controlled. "All of us. Together."

"What do you mean?"

Zane stepped forward, his eyes never leaving mine. "We know about each other, Aria. We know you've been with all of us."

My blood ran cold. "I"

"Don't deny it," Ryker cut in, a smirk playing on his lips. "We can smell it on you. The scent of all of us."

I swallowed hard. "So what happens now? Are you going to fight over me?"

Kael laughed a dark, humorless sound. "Fight? No. We've already decided what we're going to do."

"Decided?"

Damon rose from the couch, walking toward me. "We're not going to fight over you, Aria. We're going to share it with you."

I stared at him, my mouth falling open. "What?"

"You heard him," Ryker said, pushing off the wall. "We've all had a taste of you. And we all want more. So we're not going to fight over you like a pack of jealous puppies. We're going to take turns."

"Or all at once," Zane added, his voice low and dark.

I felt my cheeks flush. "I don't know"

"You want this," Kael said, stepping toward me. "We can all see it. The way you look at us. The way you crave us. Stop pretending you're something you're not."

I opened my mouth to argue, but the words wouldn't come. Because he was right. I did want this. I wanted all of them.

"Okay," I whispered. "Okay."

That night, they took turns.

Kael was first, rough and demanding, his hands gripping my hips as he claimed me.

Damon was second, slow and deliberate, his cool control cracking as he surrendered to his desires.

Ryker was third, wild and untamed, like a storm that swept me away.

And Zane... Zane was last. He took his time, making me feel every moment, every sensation.

"Open your eyes, Aria," he commanded, and I obeyed. "Look at me. Watch me claim you."

I did.

And when it was over, I lay in a tangle of limbs, my body humming with satisfaction. Four Alphas. Four men who had just claimed me, completely and utterly.

Kael had me in his arms, his fingers tangled in my hair. "You okay?" he asked softly.

I nodded, too exhausted to speak.

Damon smirked from the other side of the bed. "Look at her. Completely wrecked. We did good."

Ryker laughed, a low, rough sound. "We definitely did good."

Zane was silent, his honey eyes watching me with an intensity that made my breath catch. "You'll stay," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "With all of us."

"All of you?" I repeated, my voice hoarse.

"We've decided," Damon said. "You're ours now, Aria. All of ours."

I looked around at the four of them, the Alphas who had claimed me, who had marked me as theirs. I should have been terrified. I should have run.

But instead, I smiled.

"Okay," I whispered. "I'm yours."