All Chapters of Ravished by the Beasts: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Isobelle “Ahh . . . Alex!” I cried out, earning me a slap across my right ass cheek.“Sorry, Master,” I corrected.Alex gave me a series of slaps each time I uttered a swear word while he feasted. I did it on purpose, just to receive another spanking. The vibration of the sex toy, his tongue writhing around my clit, and the sting of his slaps had me jerking like a bucking bronco.Grayson tugged on the zip of the slutty nurse’s outfit, allowing my breasts to spill out. He yanked the skimpy material over my head and tossed it onto the floor. Now I was as naked as they were.“These are perfect,” he uttered, circling his fingers around each taut nipple.He moved from behind me and kneeled on the mattress. Dipping down to my breast, he sucked my nipple into his hot mouth, suckling so hard I almost came there and then on the spot. All I could do was ride out the sweaty mess express until I reached my orgasmic destination.“Fuck, this feels so good,” I moaned.“Open wide, baby girl, Daddy’s

IsobelleLakewell was bustling with life. All the convenient parking spots had been taken, so we had to use the vacant spaces that were further down the harbor. We crossed the busy main road and headed toward the shopping precinct. The contemptuous glares from the locals didn't trouble me as they did before. I had become immune to it all. Radiating happiness as I strolled through the town with four desirable men flanked at my sides.“I'll catch you later, babe. I've got an appointment at Tatouché in fifteen minutes,” Mason said as he leaned down for a kiss.“Oh? Are you getting another tattoo?” I inquired, draping my arms around his neck.“What are you getting this time?” I queried.“Hm, it's a surprise,” he replied, giving nothing away.The delighted gleam in his eyes told me I would love whatever it was. Mason's kiss was short and sweet so as not to draw too much attention. Lucas demanded his turn next, tongue-fucking my mouth as a huge 'fuck you' to any on-lookers.“I'll come with

Isobelle“Yes.” Alex's deep baritone usually left me a panting mess, but now it sounded ominous. “That's right, Isobelle. You're having a baby with each of us.”Tears distorted my vision with a kaleidoscope effect. “How is that even possible?” I panicked, shaking my head in disbelief. “This can't be happening. I expected a baby, not a fucking litter!”“It's a Bennett thing,” their mother added as if it was nothing new.My cheeks blazed with humiliation. I wiped away the tears. “Oh, my God! Not only have I got to push four babies out of my chuff, but I've also just made a complete tit of myself in front of your parents,” I whimpered, hiding my face with my hands.Well, fuck my life sideways. I had watched the show 'One Born Every Minute' but fucking hell, I didn't think I would get to experience that for myself. And what if I got pregnant again? Would I have another set of quads? At this rate, I would give that woman who had twenty kids and counting a run for her money.Alex moved my h

Isobelle I finished getting ready, then took a moment to compose myself. Madame Bennett had awakened thanks to the active werewolf gene. Someone needed to keep those wayward quadruplets in check, and my wolf side wanted to snap at their tails and remind them who she was — who I was. Their mate. Their equal. I twisted the doorknob, peeping through the crack between the wood. Bare bodies scurried past my line of sight in a blur. A distinct sign they heard me approaching. I took two deep breaths before striding out through the bedroom door. The musky essence of arousal filled my airways, feeding my confidence.I'm a strong, confident woman who takes no prisoners.“Turn around and place your hands on the table!” My sharp command stopped them all in their tracks.Each set of startled eyes devoured my outfit choice as I sashayed my hips with an air of grace, tapping the long, sleek crop in the palm of my gloved hand, my black patent leather heels clicking on the wooden floor in sync."I se

IsobelleThe boys slouched with their legs apart, their cocks pointing to the ceiling. They sucked shallow breaths through parted lips, their hooded eyes stalking my movements. It made me feel desired, and that was as sexy as hell. Gone was the meek, demure girl I used to be back in England. Coming here was much more than just a journey of self-discovery, learning of my family heritage, and gaining four husbands. This was about me growing as a person. Discovering the she-wolf within. I felt liberated, strong, and confident. Finally, I was taking charge of four mouth-watering beasts and owning them. Yes, they kept a secret from me. I could have thrown a hissy fit, trashed the house to piss off Alex, smashed Mason's precious guitar, burned down Lucas's shed with all of Grayson's porn stash inside, but that would be petty and childish. I was better than that. There were other ways to make a grown man suffer.But first, I want to have some fun."Mason, let me see your new tattoo," I insis