EMMA
I felt my throat tighten, my heat raging in cruel mockery of my helplessness.
They moved to the bed. Xavier shrugged off his jacket, and Vera climbed onto him without hesitation, pressing kisses that I couldn't help but hear, each sound a dagger twisting deeper.
The pain twisted in my gut like a dagger. A deep, clenching ache that ripped through my abdomen. I clutched my abdomen. The heat inside me had become a living thing—ravenous, clawing, punishing.
It crawled beneath my skin, boiling me from the inside out. My fingers shook in agony, and raw, ragged breaths escaped my lips. I tried to cry out, but the sound curdled in my throat.
Xander joined in, his hand sliding over Vera's thigh, whispering words I wasn't meant to hear but couldn't block out. My skin burned, sweat slicking my palms. My wolf screamed for release, but I clenched my teeth and begged it to silence the tormenting desire that made me feel weaker, not stronger.
I couldn't breathe.
Then Vera's eyes locked on mine. She moaned, slow and loud, eyes shining with cruel satisfaction. I wanted to disappear, to vanish into the floor beneath me.
I pressed my back harder into the wall, trying to disappear into it—become shadow, dust, anything but flesh. My eyes begged to close, but the bond forced them open, made me watch.
Every kiss. Every graze of skin. Every mocking moan. Moon was in agony, torn between rage and aching desire. My own heat pulsed like a second heartbeat between my thighs, insistent and cruel.
The metallic taste of blood exploded on my tongue as I bit my bottom lip hard, hoping to suppress the gut-wrenching pain.
My knees buckled slightly.
"Still standing?" Xander's mocking voice came from the bed. "Impressive. Must be that Omega endurance."
I turned my face to the wall, trembling. The air was thick with lust and rejection. My heat was becoming unbearable, my vision swam.
I slid down the wall, knees giving out, skin slick with sweat. My bones felt too large for my body. My pulse throbbed in my ears like drums of war. I wanted to run, escape, but I was shackled by the very bond meant to bring me peace.
And then, Xavier's voice cut through the air, flat and cold.
"Don't think this makes you one of us, Omega. Tonight changes nothing. You'll still be rejected."
Xerxes slid the strap of Vera's bra down her shoulders, unclasped it to reveal her perky breasts and hardened nipples. He licked his lips before feasting on her breasts as she stroked Xavier through his trousers, her lips still locked with his.
Xander slid down the bed, kissing up her thighs. He reached her waistline, sucking hard on the skin there, causing a moan to slip out of her mouth into Xavier's.
He grazed the skin just above her pantyline with his teeth before pulling down her underwear with his teeth. The action was so sensual, and Moon growled inside me.
I was shaking now, my veins threatening to pop through the side of my head and my neck.
Xander's hand found her folds, stroking at a pace that wasn't too fast, wasn't too slow. And when he shoved a finger knuckle deep inside her, she bucked off the bed. Xerxes released her nipple with a pop, going to join Xander as he also slid a finger inside her.
Xavier kissed down her neck, hands fondling her breasts as the other two brothers moved their fingers in and out of her in sync.
"Right there. Please…just like that." She moaned, a gasp slipping from her lips, her blue eyes gleaming with pleasure.
Her gaze met mine, eyes glistening with mischief as if to say; This is what you've lost, what you'll never have.
They must have hit a sensitive spot in her because the moan that eluded her lips rang through the entire room, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
Xavier's gaze met mine, and I saw something flash through his eyes for a nanosecond before it disappeared, and he turned his attention back to Vera, who had started to fondle with his belt, and his erection sprang free.
She tilted her head towards it, taking the rock hard veiny dick in her mouth and she sucked on it.
Xavier's jaw clenched as he let out a low groan.
Xerxes took his hand out of her and replaced it with his tongue on her clit as Xander still plunged in and out of her. Her moans were muffled by Xavier's cock in her mouth.
The air smelled of their arousal now, their moans, groans and pants were ear-splitting. A brutal assault on my senses, causing my skin to crawl.
Xerxes and Xander pulled away, getting rid of every last bit of clothing on them. Xerxes positioned himself between her legs, slamming into her with a force that had the bed creaking. Her body trembled from the pleasure.
Xavier took control, holding her head in place as her fucked her mouth mercilessly while Xander stroked his hard length to sight of it all, fondling her nipples between his forefinger and thumb.
The sight clawed at me, a merciless brand searing into my soul. Every brush of Vera's lips against Xavier's, every rough stroke of Xander's hand on her thigh—it was like knives dragging over my skin, ripping me apart from the inside out.
My own body was betraying me, I was blazing, aching and desperate, but the cruelest pain was the one I couldn't soothe—the unbearable agony of being cast aside, forced to witness what should have been mine.
My lungs tightened, each breath a struggle as shame and desire warred inside me. My hands curled into fists, nails digging into my palms, and the tremble in my limbs wouldn't stop.
I was drowning in my own humiliation, suffocating beneath the weight of their pleasure, their ownership of something I had no right to claim.
Something cracked deep inside me.
I didn't realise I was crying until the first tear hit my chest, hot, then cold.
It slid down the curve of my cheek like it was trying to escape before the rest of me shattered. Another followed. Then another. Until I wasn't sure if I was crying or just leaking from the inside out.
I clawed at my arms.
It was the only thing I could do to stop myself from tearing apart the room or collapsing in on myself entirely. My nails dug into my skin and broke it. I felt the warm sting of blood, thin lines forming beneath my fingers.
But I didn't care.
Because no scratch, no wound, no external pain came close to the savage, ripping agony inside me.
Xavier and Xerxes pulled away simultaneously, and Xander flipped Vera over, pulling her by her legs towards him.
"My turn to fuck," he groaned. "You turn to watch." He said to his brothers. Vera knew what to do; her back arched up as she positioned herself on all fours.
The other two brothers watched with lust filled eyes, cocks in hand as they watched their brother put on a fucking show.
Xander slid into Vera's slick pussy with ease, picking up the pace with each stroke until it was ballistic, animalistic.
Moon was thrashing—screaming inside me. Desperate to break free. Desperate for them. And they were right there, just feet away, tangled in sheets, moans, and everything that should've been mine.
I couldn't breathe! I gasped for air like a fish pulled out of water for too long.
Vera moaned, "Yes, yes! Fuck, yes!"
"Oh yeah, fuck me harder. That's so hot, baby…I'm gonna… I'm going to cum so hard…"
"Don't stop touching me, touch me, please…"
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, and the other two brothers stroked their lengths in sync with Xander's strokes.
"Ah! Right there!" Vera screamed shamelessly, eyes locked with mine, lips tilted upward in a lopsided grin. It was a direct jab at me, and she didn't miss.
"Fuck me harder," she demanded, and he delivered, going at a pace that I never imagined was possible. He fisted her hair, uncontrolled with his strokes like a beast.
"Fuck, please, I want more…So close, baby, so close…"
My ribs felt like they were being crushed under a weight I couldn't see. My spine trembled, and my vision blurred. I wanted to beg. Goddess, I wanted to scream. But all I did was crouch lower, pull my knees to my chest, and dig my nails deeper.
I wasn't in heat.
I was in hell.
And they lit the match.
A sharp pain burst behind my eyes.
"Something's… wrong—" I gasped, barely getting the words out.
Vera's mocking giggle cut off, and a look of shock crossed her gaze"Her eyes… they just—did you see that?!"
No one moved, then Xavier looked up.
Our eyes met for a heartbeat. His brow furrowed just slightly, and there was something unreadable in his gaze.
And then, he looked away.
I choked on a scream. My vision swam. Something warm trickled down my upper lip. I touched it and saw red. Blood.
What in the world was happening to me?