Chapter 4

Avyaane's POV

They led me back to my small apartment amidst my protests, and once inside, Logan and Blair quickly started to rummage through my belongings, pulling out every personal item they could get their hands on.

My breath caught in my throat when Killian deliberately opened my drawer of undergarments.

“Look what we have here,” he cackled, holding up a pair to Blair and Logan, who had stopped what they were doing, “the curviest set of lingerie I've ever set my eyes on.”

Logan lets out a sneer, snatching the lingerie away from Killian, while I stand unable to say anything, wishing the ground would open and swallow me.

“Too bad they end up getting ripped away from her body by the pack's drunkards and cheating married men.”

I heard him say, and I shrank back against the wall, arms wrapped protectively around myself as they advanced. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from their leering eyes and vile comments. Before I could react, Killian had me pinned against the bed, his weight crushing me into the mattress.

“You’re going to service us tonight, pet,” he growled, enjoying the tremors of fear that wracked my body. “Think of it as an extra special coming-of-age celebration, just for you.”

Logan’s mocking laughter echoed through the room as Killian’s cruel hands began roaming freely. I wanted to scream, to fight, to run, but I was paralyzed by panic and dread. The shift was still hours away, my only salvation. But these two monsters wanted to take everything from me first.

Desperately, my mind raced, trying to find any way to stall or delay. “Please…” I whimpered, hot tears spilling down my cheeks. “It’s... it’s my time of the month. You wouldn’t want to risk...”

It was a flimsy excuse, but I grasped at anything, praying they would be deterred. For a long, agonizing moment, neither of them moved or spoke. Then finally, Killian sat back with a disgusted snarl.

My gaze darted around the room, desperately searching for any means of escape.

“Please,” I pleaded, my voice trembling. “Just leave me alone. I don’t want any trouble.”

Logan let out a cruel laugh. “Oh, but you’re already in trouble. And we’re just getting started.”

Killian advanced towards me again and tightened his grip on my boobs, and I felt the air being squeezed from my lungs. “That’s right, birthday girl. This is going to be a night you’ll never forget.”

My mind raced, trying to find a way out, but the boys’ laughter and their promise of an “unforgettable coming-of-age ceremony” only filled me with dread.

I knew if I didn’t act soon, I would be at their mercy, and my shift could be compromised. The clock was ticking, and the fate of my future hung in the balance.

Steeling myself, I knew I had to make a choice: should I succumb to their demands, or would I find the courage to fight back and finally run away like I had planned?

I looked at the door, searching for any opportunity to escape. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins and my heart pounding in my ears. If I could just buy myself some time, maybe I could find a way out of this nightmare.

“Please,” I pleaded again, my voice laced with desperation. “I’ll do anything. Just don’t hurt me.”

Logan and Killian exchanged a knowing glance, their twisted smiles sending a shiver down my spine.

“Anything, huh?” Logan purred, his hand trailing down my arm. “Well, we’re sure you can think of a few ways to make this a very memorable birthday for us.”

Blair’s grip tightened, and I felt the world start to spin. I had to act, and I had to act now. Summoning every ounce of courage, I tried to move.

Violent shudders continued to course through me as I lay there, mind spinning and heart racing.

“Listen, you don’t have to do this,” I pleaded, my voice wavering. “There has to be another way. Just let me go, and I promise I won’t tell anyone about this.”

Logan let out a cruel laugh, his eyes narrowing. “You really think we’re going to let you go after all the fun we have planned? This is your big day, Avyaane. We wouldn’t dream of missing it.”

In a split second, Killian's free hand was already finding its way up my thighs.

My mind raced, searching for any weakness or vulnerability I could exploit, but I found none. What I found instead was sheer lust and dark desire glistening in their eyes as they all had me pinned underneath them.

Suddenly, Logan growled and tore away from me, unbuckling the trousers he had on. “You will make us reach our peak, first with your mouth and then with your pussycat. When you're done, you can descend to hell and never return.”

I stared in shock, tears pooling in my eyes already. Blair and Killian smirked, stepping back and unbuckling their trousers too.

“On your knees!” They commanded at the same time, with Logan pulling me roughly away from the mattress.

My knees sank to the floor in humiliation and resentment. The need to run away intensified as I glanced at the clock. I had just an hour left, and with these brothers in my room, I might not achieve that. So the faster I satisfied them so they could leave, the better for me.

“You're taking too much time, little wolf,” Killian snarled, pulling my face to his bare dick.

I winced and swallowed thickly, and then began what they all wanted. Bobbing my mouth up and down their dicks at intervals, from Logan to Killian and then to Blair.

Disgust churned in my guts, or so I thought, until Logan held my head still when it was his turn and slammed his dick deeper into my mouth.

Heat rippled from my mouth down to my thighs when the supple flesh hit my throat again and again and again, prompting a low moan to slip from my throat.

My eyes widened seconds later when the realization of what I just did dawned on me—I was enjoying it!

Out of nowhere, I was savoring the feel of having Logan's dick deep inside my mouth?!

I just couldn't understand it. One minute everything was fine, the next... How did everything reverse so quickly?

As I raised my head slowly to stare at Killian, the way his eyes were shut tightly, his grip on my hair, and the way his hips rotated made a wetness pool in between my thighs.

I groaned and locked my lips tight around his erection, then deep-chased it a few times. An image of Chad flickered in my head, and I instantly felt like I was betraying him. I wondered what his reaction would be if he saw me in this position with his brothers.

"Fuck, how are you so good at this?” Killian muttered, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I wanted to scream that I'm not good at anything; hell, I detested reciprocating the actions of the people I was forced to pleasure, but tonight... everything seemed to be reversing, and I just couldn't tell why!

Killian and Blair’s groans resounded next to me, and when I glanced at them, they were praising themselves with their eyes fixed solely on my breasts.

I then imagined what it would feel like to have Killian thrusting into me, Blair pleasuring himself while staring at me, and Logan fucking my mouth.

Ugh. Not again; why did I suddenly have this imagination?

A spank on my butt reeled me back to my confusing reality. I looked up to see Logan glaring at me.

“Focus, little wolf!” he sneered.

I could swear I almost smirked if I wasn't so quick to bite my lips, and he continued to suck his dick with equal parts fascination and ambition.

Just when I felt Logan's dick swelling rapidly in my mouth, the clock started to chime, and it struck midnight!

An indescribable numbness shut up from my spine, followed by the pleasant musky earth, sandalwood, and cedar scent oozing out of Logan, Killian, and Blair.

“No, this can't be." My voice trailed as I shot from the ground and scrambled backward.

Suddenly, their eyes turned a shade darker, and their pupils enlarged. Before I could comprehend what was happening, their voices screamed in surprise at the same time.

“Mate!”

My stomach pitted, and my mouth fell open. If the three brothers out of four were my mates, does that mean Chad is my mate too?

I got my answer immediately when I strutted backwards in shock, only for my back to collide with a sturdy chest. I whirled around, and my eyes met the steely gaze of...

“Chad?!” I called in shock.

He groaned, pulled me closer to himself, and then sniffed my neck, saying, “You're my mate?!”