Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

Warning: Explicit content ahead (18+ only)

(Myra’s POV)

”Ummm~ .... ahh~ ... ugh~ ....” What is this? What is this vehement feeling? I could feel my hair standing on end when rough, calloused fingers brushed against the skin of my inner thigh. I couldn’t tell but moan, ”Mmmhhhh~ ... anghh~ ...”

I tried to pry my eyes open, but failed to do so because of the blindfold. The next second, I felt another touch, this time on my right foot. It was as tender and gentle as a marshmallow. The feather-like caress made me shudder involuntarily. Then a male voice, more like a purr, as smooth as velvet, spoke, right next to my ear, ”Easy there~ ... Myr~ah. You are doing, go~od.”

The dark, husky voice made me curl my toes, but the hand on them didn’t give me the privilege to do so. ”Your voice~ .... she is turned on because of it,” I heard another distant voice. Followed by a different one, right above me, ”You are hurting my feelings, sweetheart. I have been trying so hard to contain myself~ .... and you are aroused by just his voice, hmm. You are a naughty~ ... girl. You need to be punished, Ra-ra.”

I blurted out, ”NOOO~ .... stop it. I didn’t do anything. It’s just~ ....” I tried to say more, but was cut off by a series of kisses on my stomach. Instead of completing my words, ecstatic moans escaped my lips, ”Unnnghhhh~ ... ahhhhh~ ... mmmmhhhh~ ....” No matter how much I tried to suppress it, or how many times I tried to bite my lips to stop making weird sounds, I just couldn’t. I could only fist my hands in a tight ball.

I threw my head back, arching my body unconsciously as the kisses turned into wild smooches. They were intense, vigorous, and full of urgency. The frequent smacking sound filled me with shame and panic, but also with something else~ .... Pleasure. I wasn’t repulsed by it at all.

Then I heard someone’s chuckle, ”Hahh~ ... so you like this sort of stuff, umm? Is this a fetish of yours, Myra?” He spoke.

But I was too busy moaning and grasping my emotions to give any reply. The mysterious person, who was plastering kisses on my stomach, had his mouth now glued to the mound of my breasts, his hand holding them firmly.

”Brothers~ ....” There came another familiar sound, ”Be a little gentle. We don’t want her to break. Let’s take things a bit slow, shall we?”

Hearing these words, I felt the person sucking the life out of my areolas, taking his hands as well as his mouth off. Even the person grazing and caressing my foot had pulled his hand away as well.

The sudden halt, the lack of warmth, made me itch for something unspeakable. There was no sound as well. It felt as if those men, whose hands were grasping and fondling my body just a few seconds ago, had completely disappeared. Other than my own breath, I couldn’t hear anything else.

This made me fucking nervous and jittery. I tried to take off the blindfold, but realized both my hands were bound. After a while, I gathered myself and dared to mumble, my voice came out hoarse, ”Hey~ .... is anyone there? I am~ ... I am still tied up.”

Even when I said this, no answer came. ’Have they all left? How can they do this? It somehow~ ... it makes me di~ ....’

The words lingering in my thoughts were completed by the words of a man. The same voice that was purring next to my ear, ”What? Feeling disappointed, hmm?” Followed by a series of chuckles.

”Did you think we would leave you, all alone, when you are in such a state?” This voice, it was the same as the person holding my foot. ”Not a chance, babe.”

Another familiar voice followed after, it was throaty and raspy, ”You know~... right now~ ... you look like a reincarnation of the goddess. Ethereal~ ... divine~ ... so much so that I want to take you. I want to swallow you whole. So, how can I even think of leaving you in this condition?”

”Myra, oohh~ ... my Myra~ ... my love. We just~ .... didn’t wanted you to stress out by dousing you with too much pleasure. We want to make you happy, satisfy you one by one. That way, it would be easy for you to handle us,” a playful voice chimed in. I could tell that this person was hovering just above me. His breath was fanning at the crook of my neck. He sniffed my neck, and the scent of cedarwood filled my nostrils.

The fragrance was enchanting, refreshing and making me tingle all over. I closed my legs, rubbing my thighs together, and only then got to know that I wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing apart from that blindfold. I was bound, stark naked, that too in front of strangers.

My body went stiff as a board as I came to my senses in that instant, ’NO~ ... what the fuck am I even doing, feeling good about this? I don’t even know who these men are, and I am~ .... I am all exposed in front of them. What is this situation? Is it real? Or just an illusion? Or a dream?’ My inner monologue was lively. ’I can’t let this happen.’

”Uhhhhh~ .... My~rah~ .... I am already here, so where is your mind hovering? Focus on me,” he said, kissing and sucking my neck with a desperate hunger.

I shook my head, in an attempt to shake him off, but he didn’t budge. Instead, my struggle only excited him. His wet mouth trailed upwards, reaching my chin as he gnawed at it with his teeth. No, they are not normal teeth; they felt more like fangs.

Before I could lodge a protesting sound, I felt a hand patting my thigh, urging me to stretch my legs apart, ”Be good, Ra-ra~ .... I know you like it when I touch you like this, hmmm. Don’t be shy and open up for me.”

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .