Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 225

CHAPTER 207

Clara’s POV

“You’re the filthiest little Luna I’ve ever seen,” Killian said, voice low. “And still not satisfied.”

I whimpered around Ronan, trying to answer, but he pressed deeper down my throat, and I took it, obedient, eager, my tongue curling beneath his shaft as he twitched against the back of my mouth.

Killian stood. One hand gripped my hair, yanking my head back gently as Ronan finally pulled out with a slick pop, his c**k resting against my lips as I gasped for air.

“She’s still hungry,” Killian said to no one in particular, his voice dark with promise. “You hear that? Her mouth’s still open.”

“I can’t take anymore,” I whispered, breathless, even as my legs shook and my walls clenched down on the cocks still inside me.

“Yes, you can,” Killian said, bending to kiss the corner of my mouth, tasting the mixture of spit, cum, and sweat coating my skin. “You were made for this. Look at you.”

He reached down, dragging his fingers up between Lucien and Darius again, and I knew what he was

planning.

Goddess help me. I wanted it, I wanted more of this real bad.

No matter how much I wanted to tell them to stop, this was what I truly desired. I didn’t want to choose one of them. I wanted them all to myself and getting this chance was the best thing ever.

“Turn her,” he said to Lucien. “On your back. Let me show you how a real Alpha takes his Luna.”

Lucien moved first. Darius groaned and withdrew, careful, slow, easing out of my ass and kissing my lower back in apology even as my body clenched in protest. Lucien slid out of me next, and I whimpered at the

sudden emptiness.

But Killian caught me.

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He pulled me into his arms, lifting me off the bed like I weighed nothing, and carried me across the room to the chaise lounge. He lay me down like I was sacred and spread my legs wide, then climbed over me, bracing his body between my thighs.

He didn’t rush.

His c**k rubbed along my slick folds, sliding through the mess between my legs until it caught right at my

entrance.

“I’ve missed this,” he murmured.

My breath caught in my throat.

I reached up, cupping his jaw with one hand, pulling his face closer until our noses touched.

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Then take it.”

He plunged in.

Every inch.

Every brutal, breathtaking inch of him.

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I arched under him, mouth wide open in a silent scream. My hands gripped his shoulders. My thighs locked around his waist.

Killian fucked me like he owned me.

No. Not owned. Claimed.

He slammed into me over and over again, the sound of our bodies colliding echoing around the room, louder than even my moans. My breasts bounced with every thrust, and Killian’s mouth found one, then the other, sucking my n*****s deep into his mouth, biting down gently until I cried out.

“Goddess-Killian-fuck-” I gasped.

He didn’t stop.

He didn’t speak.

His hands slid beneath my thighs, pushing them back, folding me nearly in half, and he drove deeper-so deep I could feel him in my throat. My head dropped back, and I screamed as the next orgasm tore through me. I came hard, squirting again, the force of it splashing between us, soaking the seat beneath me, and Killian just growled and fucked harder.

was burning.

My body was a wreck. My voice was gone. My skin w

And still he kept going.

Then he sat back on his knees, pulling me with him, adjusting me until I straddled his lap. My legs were weak and trembling, but he held me there.

“You wanted to ride?” he asked. “Then ride.”

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I sank down on him, every inch sliding in as I gasped and rocked forward, my hands pressed against his

chest.

Killian let me take control, just for a moment.

And I did.

I fucked him the way I remembered. The way I missed. The way he always let me pretend I had the upper hand until he ripped it away.

But he let me have it now.

He let me bounce on his c**k, t**s bouncing, moans raw in my throat, thighs burning, sweat dripping down my back, my head thrown back in wild, reckless pleasure. His hands didn’t move. They stayed on my waist.

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His eyes locked with my face.

“You missed this,” he said.

I nodded.

“You wanted all of us.”

I moaned.

“You’re ours, Clara.”

He flipped me again before I could answer.

Bent me over the arm of the chaise. Fucked me hard enough, I saw stars.

And then-oh goddess-Lucien was behind me again.

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