Seven Mates

Pleasure.

“Are you threatening me, Rieka?" Lyall mocked. "You can’t do anything. You’re weak and jobless,” Lyall said. “When was the last time you drank blood? Ten years? Fifteen? Or never? Maybe I should throw you to the vampires. Look how pale you are."

He formed a ball of black smoke in his hand and looked at Rieka coldly. “You can’t beat me. And since you don’t want to listen, I’ll let this poison enter your body. And I won’t take it out.” He charged at her with red eyes.

“Stop,” she screamed. “I’ll do as you say.”

The smoke retreated, curling back to its master before vanishing completely.

“What else do you have to say to me, Rieka?”

She trembled, rage boiling beneath her skin. She hated this—hated them. After years of avoiding her fated mate, why now? Why today This was madness. After everything they’d done to her, they still had the audacity to demand her submission. She despised mates. They were a curse. And yet now, forced to accept them, worse, to sleep with them just to survive.

Resisting would mean death. There were seven of them—seven powerful alphas. She wouldn’t even make it past the first heartbeat.

No one except Mike. But how could he ever find her? She’d get buried deep in the slums by then. The thought of being touched, used, made her sick. But she’d play along. Pretend to obey. Earn their trust. And then run. Far away. Change her name, her ID, and vanish into another country. Far from Australia.

“What do you say to me, Rieka?” he asked again, voice sharp and cold.

She cleared her throat, lips trembling as she lowered herself to the ground in a submissive bow.

“I… I am Rieka—wait, I’m a rogue now,” she hesitated.

“I don’t care,” he said flatly. “You were born within the pack. That’s enough.”

“Okay,” she exhaled shakily. “But… What about my hand?”

“It will rot. Maggots will feast on it, eat their way inside your skin, and build their home there. Eventually, you’ll cut it off yourself.”

Her eyes widened with terror. “Please…” Her voice cracked. “I’m begging you. Don’t let that happen. I’ll do anything. Please.”

“Then submit to me,” he said.

“I… I, Rieka, of the Stack Pride Pack…” she forced the words out. “Accept you, Lyall…”

“Adawol,” he finished.

“…Adawol of the Red Lycan Pack as my mate.”

“Good.” He chuckled. “Obey me, and the poison won’t spread. Your arm will heal. Now, get in bed with those two alphas." He pointed at them behind him. "The rest of us will watch from afar. Enjoy the show.”

He turned and left.

“Wait… how am I supposed to—”

He cut her off. “Didn’t you say you’d do as I say?”

“Yes…”

“From now on, your name is Rudina Vilkas. Rieka is dead.”

“Why do—”

“Are you questioning me?” he snapped.

“No,” she whispered. “I wouldn’t dare…”

“Then shut up and f**k. I’ll be watching.” He smirked and disappeared through the door.

Cario and Jeremy remained. They stalked toward her slowly, their eyes dark and burning with hunger.

“Strip.” Jeremy’s voice cut the silence like a knife.

She nearly refused. But her body… her hands moved on their own, trembling violently as if possessed. Her heart stopped. How could an alpha control her like this?

Her clothes were finally off her body, and she stood naked before them while her beautiful pink n*****s met their gazes.

Cario growled, his eyes darkening, and he twirled her around until he latched his mouth on her breast and took one pink bud in, suckling and leaving tiny bites. Her soft breast was getting to his head, tasting like some fruit.

Rudina tried to hold her breath. She mustn't show it to them. It was getting to her; they don't need to know about that.

Jeremy took off his trousers, as Cario could sense what he had in mind. He went down while widening her legs.

He first slid one finger into her moist centre, and she moaned widely. He moved the finger, making her moan out louder than the first time.

She couldn't help it.

He loved her reaction to his touch.

“Yes, moan for me, just like that,” Cario whispered in a growl.

"I love that, sweetie.”

Jeremy smirked, took down his zipper and brought out his thick, throbbing c**k.

“Blow me.” Cario ordered, and she gladly obliged.

Jeremy, who was beside her, opened her legs and blew softly on her p***y, then kissed her on the clit.

She shivered with delight, her legs shaking horribly from the amount of pleasure that ran through her, down her spine.

Jeremy kept on licking, sucking and teasing her at the same time. He flattened his tongue and flicked his tongue on her clit.

As her orgasm was building, they did not leave Cario out either. She curved her tongue while sucking and licking his hard length, at the same time playing with his balls with her other hand.

She pumped the base of his c**k while she bumped her head, sucking him and licking the tip.

She moved lower and started licking his balls, causing Cario to growl out loud. His eyes were transforming from brown to black as his wolf was about to mark its mate.

“f**k,” Cario groaned. He pulled her head away to put a stop to her.

“You are so f*****g good at this,” Cario stated, his words out of breath.

Cario knew she had never done this before. After all, she was their mate, and if she did, they would have found out. Despite how naive she was.

Cario passed her to Jeremy, and they changed positions.

Jeremy took over from where Cario stopped and pinched her n*****s roughly between his palms, and she moaned out, tilting her head to his chest.

Hot breath met her clit and seconds later, she felt a tongue on it, making her squeeze Cario's head in between her thighs.

Jeremy trailed kisses on her neck, shoulders, while his hands were still playing on her n*****s. Her arousal was blinding them, drawing out their animalistic nature, their pheromones drooling all over the place.

Her breath was coming out in a rush, and her senses went into overload. “Ah,” she moaned. The pleasure was too much for her to handle, yet she needed more.

The Alpha's lips and hands were everywhere. They were kissing, caressing, sucking and adding little bites on her skin. While she did the same, they were both ready to take and devour her.

Jeremy laid her on the floor of the room while Cario spread her legs wide open and she shivered. She knew what was about to happen, and the thoughts of it sent her more shivers, sweet sensations, and amusement.

Cario, who hasn't finished yet. He went under, spread her legs once, and slid a finger into her p***y. She pulled his head closer, then she silently begged for more. When Jeremy wasn’t conceding too, she cried out.

“Please,” she begged, her heart beating loudly in her chest. What kind of feeling was this? Does s*x with mates feel this good?

“Please what?” Jeremy asked with a smirk on his face.