17/Spread your legs for me
Lucien’s pov
I lifted the glass to my lips, taking a slow sip as I stared ahead, the pale light of the moon washing over me.
My head tilted slightly as I sat at the edge of the window, stands of hair falling over my eyes, blurring my vision as I watched the moon glow-like it was staring back at me watching every move I made, everything I did, everything we did.
My brothers and I.
And like every night, it bore witness to the same thing, one thing the goddess herself would call unholy, a sin, something most would shun and look down upon.
One of the very reasons we were cursed, and that reason was –
“Oooh, Alpha Claude… yes, faster! Oh goddess, it feels so good, Alpha Claude!”
Sex.
My gaze shifted to the scene behind me, watching as Claude thrust into a woman whose name I had forgotten the instant she uttered it.
She was face down on the bed, ass raised high, her hands gripping the sheets as moans and gasps of pleasure spilled from her lips. I watched as Claude grunted, slamming into her from behind, but the usual smug expression he wore when fucking these women was gone.
This time, he looked almost… bored.
No excitement, no flicker of pleasure crossed his face as he pounded into the trembling woman beneath him.
A faint frown tugged at my lips as I took in the scene, lifting the glass to my mouth and taking another casual sip while the sharp, wet sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room.
Yet again, the same reaction from him. The same emptiness. Ever since that night with the wolfless omega two nights ago, he had changed.
Between us brothers, Claude was the one who enjoyed sex the most. That was what got him going-seeing a beautiful woman and fucking her until she screamed. But after that night, he seemed almost bored, his usual fire
gone.
“Oh goddess, yes, Alpha Claude. I’m about to cum, fuck, please!” the woman moaned out, but instead of it turning him on, I saw Claude’s lips twitch. In the next second, he grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her back without stopping his pace, one hand wrapping around her throat and the other clamping over her mouth.
The woman’s eyes widened in surprise, but as Claude tightened his grip around her throat and thrust into her harder, her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her body a trembling mess.
Claude leaned in close, eyes flashing, his lips brushing her far as he hissed something under his breath, so low it was almost inaudible, but I heard it clearly.
“Shhh… don’t say anything, she-wolf. Your voice doesn’t sound like hers, so don’t say a word.”
I tilted my head to the side, a low, mocking chuckle slipping out as I downed a mouthful of the strong liquor, emptying the glass in one gulp. As I reached for the bottle pour myself another drink, Silas’s low, emotionless voice cut through the air.
“Be careful, Claude. You’ll strangle her if you keep pressing on her throat like that.”
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My gaze flickered to him, seated in the far corner of the room with his eyes fixed on the book in his hand, his expression blank despite the concern in his voice.
“If they die without reason, I doubt more of them will be willing to join,” he added, eyes never leaving the page.
Claude scoffed at his words but released her throat, and as the girl collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air with tears streaming down her cheeks, Claude kept moving without slowing down, his gaze fixed on Silas as he rolled his eyes.
“That’s easy for you to say. Why don’t you come over here and fuck this she-wolf yourself? You’re the one who said firstborn, first serve, yet you’ve been letting me take the first taste these past two nights,” he drawled, smacking the girl’s ass hard enough to make her hiss.
“Come on, sweetheart, move those hips, I’m talking here.’
The girl whimpered but still managed to whisper weakly,
“Y-yes, Alpha Claude.”
She obeyed, rocking against him, and Claude ran a hand through his hair as he waited for Silas to speak.
For a brief moment, Silas said nothing. Then his gaze flicked up to Claude, one brow arched.
“And you’re complaining?” he asked flatly. “Didn’t you always want to be first whenever we slept with them?”
I scoffed at his words, twirling the glass absently in my hand.
Claude wasn’t the only one who’d changed after that night with her. Though Silas didn’t usually show his excitement the way Claude did, he enjoyed sex as much as we all did, it was one of the reasons we were cursed, after all.
But now, even he didn’t seem the least bit interested in the naked woman before him.
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“Yeah, right. I might not be as smart as you, Silas, but I know for sure you’re not doing this because of me, Claude muttered, tilting his head slightly. “Ever since we had that she-wolf, we haven’t been able to get her out of our heads. Our wolves crave her, and for some reason, it just doesn’t feel the same with anyone else.”
His gaze slid to the woman beneath him, and a nonchalant smirk curved his lips.
“No offense,” he added before continuing, “And I know I’m not the only one who feels it. You feel it too, Silas. And even…”
His eyes flickered to me.
“Even you, Lucien.”
Our gazes locked, and I could feel Silas’s eyes on me too. For a brief moment, no one said a word. I kept twirling my glass, my eyes narrowing at Claude as his smirk widened, amusement glinting in his gaze.
“Seeing as you’re not saying anything, I’m right, ain’t I?” he drawled, grunting the next second as his gaze shifted back to the woman beneath him. Her moans grew louder, turning into screams, but she clamped her hand over her mouth and began moving faster against Claude.
Claude groaned, gripping her waist as he thrust into her harder, another grunt tearing from his throat.
“I know that you want her, Lucien, and you’re only pretending you don’t. Think about it-your wolf, Daelan, is even more ruthless than you when you let him out. That psycho enjoys killing, yet he stopped you just when you were about to end her. Why do you think that is?” he hissed under his breath, and my grip tightened around the glass as I heard his words.
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“So let’s just stop pretending. Since we all want her, why don’t we just take her again.
Before he could finish, I was already on my feet, standing behind him in the blink of an eye.
Claude’s gaze flickered to me, but he didn’t stop, didn’t even flinch. Instead, his smirk widened in amusement.
“Got something to say, brother?” he asked. My frown deepened, and I could feel Silas’s gaze on us, but instead of reacting, I simply drained the rest of my drink. As the burn slid down my throat, I spoke, my voice low and cold.
“Don’t forget what we agreed upon, brother,” I said, letting the glass drop from my hand as I tucked my hands. into my pockets.
“We are not to sleep with anyone outside the ritual until we find our mate. Don’t break your promise.”
Silence filled the room after my words, the only sound coming from the woman’s soft whimpers as she came undone.
Claude’s smirk faltered for the briefest moment as he met my gaze, but then he chuckled and pressed the woman’s face down, quickening his pace. A moment later, He groaned in pleasure, spilling inside her. When he was done, he pulled out, and as she collapsed onto the bed, he turned to me, clapped a hand on my shoulder, and grinned.
“Of course, Lucien. How could I break our promise? I was only joking-no need to take it so seriously,” he said with a chuckle. My gaze flicked to his hand and then back to him before he stretched lazily and walked past.
“You two should have your turns, and call me when it’s time to mark her. All this has gotten me hungry,” he added.
As the sound of his footsteps reached the door, I heard him chuckle lowly before stepping out of the room.
My gaze stayed locked on the she-wolf. She weakly turned her head toward me, and when I caught the flicker of lust and eagerness in her eyes, my frown deepened. For the briefest moment, her face blurred, replaced by her face. The wolfless girl. The one I’d seen trembling before me, waiting to be claimed.
“I want that girl, Lucien. Not the others. Give her to me, let me take her again,” Daelan’s growl rumbled through my mind. A sudden force slammed into me as he tried to take control, but no matter how strong he was, I held my ground. I had full control of my body.
“You know you can’t keep Claude in check for long? It’s only a matter of time before he does something,” Silas said behind me. I didn’t answer. I knew he was right.
But instead of thinking about it, my gaze darkened on the girl, and my voice came out as a low, rough command.
“Spread your legs for me, she-wolf… let me see you.”
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Olivia Harris is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.

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