Chained to Darkness

by Raven Woodward

  “What just happened?” she asked.

  Rex laughed. We’re bonded now.

  Harlow gasped. “What the hell?”

  “It’ll be that way with all of us, Puppet,” Oricus said, his silvery gaze still bright with desire.

  “Oh,” she said in awe.

  Then Rex withdrew, leaving her empty, and she made a sound that was pitiful even to her ears.

  “Not to worry, pet.” Rasimus grinned, coming to stand between her legs. “I’m next.”

  The others laid her back, reclaiming her body with their mouths, and her hands were filled again. She pumped them feverishly, wanting to taste them. Rasimus gripped her hips and thrust inside so hard she moved up several inches.

  Harlow moaned, low and throaty.

  “Pity you don’t remember how this felt the first time,” Rasimus growled. He was speaking of his illusion, but she was too drunk on his cock to realize that he meant he’d felt her too. He fucked her harder and faster than Rex, filling her deeper and deeper while she screamed until Oricus stepped forward.

  “If I know anything about my brother, you won’t be needing that mouth for a while.” He tilted down his cock, brushing her lips, and instinctively her tongue darted out and licked the crown. A bead of precum dotted her tongue, sending her mouth watering. She opened for him, letting him slide it deep into her mouth. A satisfied groan escaped her. The feel of having her pussy slammed while another man filled her mouth was indescribable.

  The nips and licks from the others had the pressure building again for another orgasm. She hummed, ready for it. Oricus hissed as he pumped into her mouth faster and faster—then her mouth was slick, his taste heaven on her tongue.

  “It’s time,” she heard Rasimus grit out. Oricus’s cock left her mouth. The others drew away too, and it was just her and Rasimus. She looked up at her mate, and his hand cupped her cheek, his wrist next to her mouth. Suddenly she was focused.

  She bit down at the same time his canines sank just above her left breast. Her orgasm rocketed through her, his blood flooding her mouth, muffling her scream of pleasure. His cock swelled inside her pussy before he jetted his hot cum inside her too, filling her.

  When they released each other, they both were breathing hard. He kissed her lips gently. Tenderly. Her heart swelled with affection for her second bonded mate. When he pulled out, she once again missed his presence. He stepped to the side, allowing Arodis to take his place.

  She glanced sidelong at Rasimus. Can we speak inside each other’s minds now, too?

  His chuckle was answer enough, but still his deep, rumbling voice filled her mind with a single word. Yes.

  Her smile was wide when she turned her attention fully to the sexy Scottish man, taking in his nude, muscled form. He wasn’t nearly as bulky as Rasimus, though he was slightly taller. She ran her fingers through his sandy-blond curls, hoping to put him at ease.

  “I want you,” she whispered against his lips.

  He groaned, leaning into her, and gripped her thighs hard enough to bruise. She wrapped her legs around his waist and the others came closer, needing to touch her. Rex and Rasimus, she noticed, stayed on the sidelines, stroking their hard cocks once again. She felt their presence without looking and drew comfort that they weren’t too far.

  It was Darrow whose cock she gripped next, leaning over the edge of the platform to lick his head. His sharp intake of breath spurred her to suck him deeper as Arodis finally pushed inside her aching pussy.

  Vaguely, she wondered if the brothers were used to sharing women since they seemed to offset their thrusts perfectly. In her other hand she worked Geoff’s throbbing length, drawing a groan from him, and she smiled around Darrow.

  Hands rubbed her and touched her, heightening each sensation. Arodis moved her further down until her ass was off the edge of the platform. A finger pressed against her asshole and she froze.

  Oricus massaged the tight, puckered hole. “Relax, Puppet. It’ll feel good.”

  Arodis leaned forward, nuzzling her unmarked shoulder.

  Using the cum that had slid down her crack to coat his finger, Oricus slowly pushed inside her ass, invading her, while a wildfire licked through her insides.

  Harlow released Darrow’s dick with a pop when she felt the pull from her soon-to-be-bonded mate. His left pec drew her in and this time she let her canines lengthen. Everything they were doing was pure primal, animalistic craving.

  Fucking.

  Marking.

  Claiming.

  She and Arodis bit down as Oricus pushed his finger deeper in her forbidden hole and her orgasm erupted from her. Pussy walls clenching, her mouth filling with his woodsy taste.

  Another bond formed.

  Three down, nine to go. Sweat coated her body and she felt like she’d just run a marathon.

  Arodis’s forehead pressed against hers.

  Mine, he said.

  Mine, she replied.

  Oricus’s finger was no longer inside her when someone scooped her up off the slab without warning and carried her toward the pool.

  She clung to Geoff as he descended the jewel-encrusted steps, squealing when the cool water touched her fevered body. The others entered behind them. Geoff sat on the bench at the edge and she straddled him, feeling his erection rub against her clit.

  Xalicur’s warm chest pressed against her back, his lips going to her neck. Geoff grinned at his brother over her shoulder before kissing her slowly. He nipped at her bottom lip then pulled away, and she ground against his dick, trying to create friction where she needed it most.

  Grabbing her hips, he lifted her and angled himself before lowering her onto him. He let out a low breath, his brows creasing. “Fuck,” he growled. Harlow ran her fingers through his golden hair while she moved up and down, riding him. She loved that he’d given her control and she used it to her full advantage.

  Xalicur’s hands snaked to her breasts, rolling her nipples. She leaned her head against him, feeling his own erection digging in just above her ass. Biting her lip, she wished she could take them both at the same time.

  As if hearing her thoughts, one of Xalicur’s hands disappeared beneath the water to rub her tight hole.

  “Please,” she whispered, and he obliged, slipping his finger inside. This time, it didn’t feel as foreign. Her moan echoed through the room.

  Geoff thrust faster, the water lapping the edges of the pool. Xalicur matched his brother’s pace. She lunged for Geoff’s neck at the same time he lifted her bicep and clamped down. Their orgasms ripped through them at the same time, and before she’d even released Geoff, Xalicur withdrew his finger and lifted her from behind, burying himself inside her and thrusting with deep, unrelenting strokes.

  Moaning, she gripped Geoff’s shoulders to keep from falling into him while Xalicur pounded into her from behind. Geoff’s hands palmed her breasts, kneading them roughly.

  You’re so beautiful when you cum, Geoff said inside her mind, but she was already on the edge of another.

  Xalicur banded an arm around her chest, his forearm brushing her chin. His teeth pierced the back of her shoulder right as she too bit into his arm. He moaned, mixing with her sigh while they tasted each other. When he relaxed, she sagged between the two, their arms holding her up.

  Lefayon waded toward them, pulling her from the two. His long, sexy golden hair was tied back at his nape. The coldness of his steely blue eyes had thawed, like an Arctic sea in summer. He cupped the back of her head and tugged her in for a kiss.

  Her hands roamed up his hard chest, and in the next second he wrapped her legs around his waist, carrying her from the pool. Harlow looked behind, checking to make sure the rest followed, but only Tadaj and Kel did.

  We’re here, Rasimus soothed.

  She relaxed a little as Lefayon laid her back on the hard stone slab. Already her body had dried, though the ends of her hair were still damp, but at least she wasn’t cold.


  “Think you can take all three of us, vixen?” Lefayon asked with a grin.

  Harlow licked her lips and nodded, eyes jumping between the three of them. She bit her lip, nervousness increasing as Tadaj stepped above her head and Kel between her legs.

  It was incredible that she didn’t feel sore yet. And when Kel’s thick cock pushed inside her, the stretch was exquisite. “Eres tan hermosa, niña,” Kel said like a prayer.

  “What does that mean?” Harlow asked breathlessly.

  “You’re so beautiful, baby girl.”

  Harlow smiled, though she was certain it looked more like preening. Tadaj stroked himself before bringing his swollen head to her lips. Her tongue laved his smooth, sensitive skin. Peering up at him, she noticed his tight jaw. She smiled to herself, determined to make him moan for her.

  Sucking in the tip, she swirled her tongue around and around while her pussy clenched on Kel’s cock.

  “Ugh, fuck, princesa,” he hissed.

  When he pulled out, she stilled all but her sucking. Then she was filled again, the sensation different.

  It was Lefayon’s turn.

  He bent her legs at the knees, forcing them to her chest as he slammed into her hard. She moaned on Tadaj’s cock, quivering as another rip-roaring orgasm neared.

  “That’s it, vixen, take it all,” Lefayon murmured.

  She did; this time there was definitely preening. Her throat relaxed for Tadaj to slide deeper while Kel, still slick with her pussy juices, nudged her right hand. She gripped him, stroking him. The feel of her men moving in all around her was pure, blissful sin.

  Darrow grabbed her free hand and wrapped it around his length too. Sounds of satisfaction rumbled in her chest.

  My mates. Mine to please.

  She broke pace from Tadaj’s cock to lean over and wet Darrow’s thick length before sucking Tadaj back in. Fingers tugged and rolled her nipples. A hot lash of cum from Rex striped across her belly, and she moaned.

  Her tongue slid up and down while Tadaj fucked her mouth with complete abandon. His features were losing their hard edge, his body giving itself over to her.

  She was shaking from the sheer amount of pleasure as the tidal wave peaked. Tadaj pulled out as her canines lengthened and she sank her fangs into his thigh. He roared, hot jets of cum lashing her tits, her face, and her abdomen. Four sets of teeth bit into her. Her hip, her side, her right breast and wrist, making dots spot her vision.

  Her scream was cut off when Darrow’s wrist came to her mouth. Then Kel’s.

  Lefayon filled her with his cum and bent down to kiss her, then offered his neck. Her bite was hard and he grunted.

  She was drunk on pleasure.

  Covered in cum.

  Their bites burned for several seconds, just as the others had before they sealed and faded to raised red dots.

  Blinking away the haze their pleasure had caused, she sat up, taking in the sight of her bonded mates. An overwhelming rush of affection for her men burst through her.

  To Tadaj she said, I knew I could get you to make some noise. Then winked at him.

  He smirked with his usual arrogance in place.

  Without meaning to, her gaze found Oricus, Koen, and Viktor. The last three.

  There was a darkness in Viktor’s eyes that both frightened and excited her. But it was Koen that stepped toward her.

  Oricus had his arms crossed, the liquid silver of his irises swirling and pulsing. He loved to watch, and she guessed he’d be the last to claim her.

  Koen ran a hand through his shaggy brown hair. A metal tongue ring clicked against his teeth, its flash sending a chill through her.

  “How should I fuck you next, little bird?”

  His rich, velvety voice made her pussy clench hungrily.

  Viktor stormed forward, knocking shoulders with Koen and shooting him a glare. “I’m next,” he snarled.

  When he reached her, his hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing lightly.

  Next to her ear he whispered in his thick Russian accent, “I’m going to hurt you, koldun’ya.”

  Harlow’s heart pounded in her ears. She licked her lips.

  “Viktor,” Koen scolded.

  No one moved, though a cord of unease came from Rex.

  Harlow squared her shoulders and lifted her chin to Viktor. “You can try, big man.”

  A chorus of chuckles spread through her mates, some wearing expressions of pride.

  Viktor grinned. “Oh, I will.”

  He moved in a blur, flipping her onto all fours. The sound of the smack on her ass registered before the sting of pain. She gasped, her back bowing.

  Another crack of his palm sent heat spiraling through her. Her moan was guttural.

  “Oh fuck,” Koen groaned, moving to the other side of the platform, his cock in hand. His golden-brown eyes burned with lust, and Harlow eagerly opened her mouth for him.

  “That’s right, koldun’ya,” Viktor rumbled. “Take his cock with that pretty mouth.”

  Koen’s head traced her lips and her mouth watered. Viktor Slapped her ass again, this time harder. And again.

  Then his hand pushed the back of her head down onto Koen’s dick. She gagged from the forcefulness but convinced herself to relax. To take it all. He held her still while Koen pumped in and out of her mouth. She let her saliva drip down her chin, unable to swallow around his deep assault of her throat.

  Her clit throbbed, her pussy wet with desire. She hoped the others would touch her soon, but they all stood around, watching. Stroking. Enjoying Viktor’s power play.

  She felt Koen’s cock swelling, his orgasm near.

  Viktor moved to grip her hair with one hand, forcing her to remain in place. With the other hand he smacked her ass again. So hard she cried out.

  Then his fingers ran down her slit, taking the cum and juices and swirling it around her clit. Moaning, she tried to rock back on his hand. It disappeared, landing instead with another echoing slap on her backside, which she was certain was red.

  Koen grunted, and his hot cum filled her throat. She tried to swallow it all as his teeth bit down into her back, just below her shoulder blade.

  Her orgasm was violent and all-consuming—shudders racked her body—and in the next instant Koen’s cock was gone from her mouth. He knelt in front of her to offer his wrist. She bit down, his blood mixing with his cum on her tongue, and she drank it greedily. He tasted of woodsmoke and rain on a summer’s day.

  Viktor didn’t wait for her to recover before whipping her onto her back. His hand went to her throat again in a show of possession.

  It was intense, but she loved it. She glared up at him. “Is that all you’ve got?”

  “Look at me while I fuck you, witch.”

  He slammed into her full force and she cried out. The pressure on her throat increased. His cock ramming inside her over and over was painful, yet bolts of pleasure shot through her.

  Viktor grabbed her under her arms and pulled her to him, balancing her on his cock with his hands on her ass.

  Oricus moved in her periphery, then his front was against her back.

  “Are you ready for me to take your ass, Puppet?”

  Harlow whimpered. “I don’t know.”

  “I’ll make it feel good,” he vowed.

  His cock head rubbed up and down her crack, collecting her natural lubrication, making her tense. Her pussy squeezed like a vice on Viktor’s cock. He hissed, his relentless fucking making her body shake.

  Finally Oricus pressed against her tight, forbidden hole. “This is how it should be,” he ground out as he started to push in. “Me taking your virgin ass. Fucking you in ways you’ve never imagined.”

  Her mind was too foggy to register the words. It was slow, and she winced slightly as he filled her all the way up. The sharp stinging pain from his cock stretching her eased when both of them began to piston in and out.

  Then there was only the most
intoxicating kind of pleasure.

  It was euphoria.

  Her legs started to slip from Viktor’s waist, but he held her tighter.

  It was raw. Brutal.

  Primal and sexy.

  She was standing on the edge of a cliff with nothing but darkness below, and these two men pushed her closer, forcing her to the edge.

  Oricus sensed her impending demise and wrapped a hand around her throat while Viktor slapped his palm over her mouth to muffle her screams. She bit into Viktor’s hand, hard. Oricus’s mouth fell to her collarbone where his other Mark was. Then he claimed her yet again.

  Both men filled her with their cum. Then it was Oricus’s wrist she drank from and Viktor added his Mark to her right shoulder, next to Arodis’s.

  Panting, her body suddenly felt too warm.

  The men set her on her feet, and she swayed. Her vision suddenly became hyper-focused.

  All around her, hearts pounded. As she met their gazes one by one, her brows furrowed.

  They’d all backed away ten feet.

  “What’s going on?” she asked. “What’s happening to me?”

  White-hot pain lanced through every bone in her body. Her flesh tore, her muscles ripped and pulled. The floor seemed farther away until she fell onto all fours. A scream erupted from her, but all she heard was a thunderous roar.

  ARIAN

  Liquid fire scorched through his veins, melting his flesh. He didn’t know if he screamed or cried. All he knew was pain.

  And her face. The girl he’d fought so hard to protect. To keep her out of his life, even if that meant killing her. It had been a momentary lapse. Before her father’s sedan impacted on Arian’s beastly body, he’d already regretted the decision to end her. His mate. And the only hope of escaping his miserable existence.

  No, she didn’t deserve to die. It was why he saved her and her sister from the burning car. It had been too late for her parents. Only two hearts were beating when he pulled the small, terrified child from the upturned vehicle. Her little voice and the wide, uncomprehending shock in her big blue eyes had nearly undone him.

  I’d undo it if I could. He wasn’t sure if he was trying to tell her, or if he was assuring himself. I regret their deaths. It was my fault. It’s my fault that I lost you too. I tried, Harlow.