Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 260

CHAPTER 236

Clara’s POV

Their hands never left me. The slick heat between my thighs hadn’t dulled at all. If anything, it grew

sharper, thicker, stretching every breath into a demand. They weren’t waiting anymore. Their restraint had broken, but not into something wild. It broke into purpose.

Four men, four mates, all moving around my body like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. I

didn’t need to tell them what I wanted. They knew. Their bond to me wasn’t a metaphor. It was real. It

pulsed through them like blood. And now that I had opened myself, now that I’d said yes, they came in like

a tide.

Ronan sat back against the headboard and pulled me into his lap. His hands gripped my hips with reverent

force, guiding me down as his chest heaved beneath my fingers. His eyes were fixed to my face, but his

teeth were clenched tight.

He was shaking with it, not from nerves but from hunger, every line of muscle coiled and tight. I rose up,

one hand behind me to steady on his thigh, the other bracing against his chest. When I lowered myself, his

mouth dropped open in a silent sound.

I felt him slide inside–c**k thick, hot, the stretch so sudden it tore a breath from me, but not pain. It was

what I’d needed. What I’d been made to take. I sank fully onto him, my legs braced wide over his lap,

Ronan’s hands stroking over my thighs as if even now, even as I rode him, he needed to memorize me.

Then Darius pressed against my back, his mouth finding my shoulder, his hands sliding around to cup my

breasts. His voice was low in my ear, breath hot. “You’re taking him so fucking well.” He ground against me from behind, his d**k sliding between my cheeks, slick with his own arousal. I rocked once, my hips

moving against both of them, and he groaned, a deep, helpless sound like he was on the edge already.

Killian knelt in front of us, one hand fisting his own c**k, the other stroking along my jaw. “You look

wrecked already, baby. You gonna let us all fuck you tonight?” didn’t answer with words. I leaned forward,

wrapped my hand around the base of him, and took him into my mouth.

He hissed through his teeth. “Shit. That’s it. That’s fucking it.”

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Lucien came behind me and lifted one of my thighs. He crouched low and his mouth replaced his fingers,

tongue dragging across the slick mess where Ronan’s c**k stretched me. He licked slow, tasting

everything, and I nearly choked around Killian’s d**k. His tongue lapped up my slick, circled where I was

joined, then dragged up to swirl around my clit. I jerked forward, muscles locking, moaning around the

c**k in my throat.

“Nnnh–guhh-!”

Ronan tightened his grip on my hips. “She’s close again. I can feel it.”

Lucien didn’t stop. He gripped my thigh harder and tongued me through every motion. I sucked harder on

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Killian’s ck, using rhythm to stay grounded white Ronan thrust up into me, deep, slow, deliberate. Every

motion was matched. Every breath taken into someone’s mouth. Every inch of me was used, filled, tasted.

I came hard, the orgasm ripping through my body in a wave that left me shaking. Ronan held me steady, Killian pulled back so I could breathe, Lucien never stopped licking. Darius growled behind me, rutting

against my ass like he couldn’t wait anymore.

“You ready for all of us?” he rasped. “Because we’re not stopping now.”

Killian pulled me off Ronan’s lap and laid me back across the bed. Lucien pulled my leg over his shoulder

and slid two fingers deep inside me to stretch me again. I gasped, but it wasn’t pain. It was fullness. He

opened me with practiced precision and then nodded to Darius.

Darius climbed over me, lined himself up, and slid inside. The stretch was deeper this time. I tilted my head back and moaned through clenched teeth, hands fisting in the sheets as Darius filled me.

“That’s it. Take me. Take all of us.”

Lucien moved beside me, guiding my hand to his c**k, and I stroked him as Darius fucked into me, slow

and deep. Killian’s mouth closed over my n****e. Ronan knelt at my head, brushing his fingers along my

lips.

My mouth opened automatically. His c**k slid inside, warm, pulsing. I sucked him in deep and let him fill

my mouth as Darius filled my p***y, Lucien’s fingers still teasing my clit, Killian’s tongue moving down my

belly again.

I couldn’t keep track of them. They moved like one body. Like my pleasure was the only goal. They shifted

places. Took turns. One inside me, one in my mouth, one kissing every inch of exposed skin, one gripping my hips while the other thrust into me so deep I cried out.

And still I wanted more.

I wasn’t done when I came again. I wasn’t full when Darius groaned into my neck and spilled inside me. I wasn’t finished when Lucien slid in and began to fuck me with deep, steady thrusts while Killian took my

mouth and Ronan kissed my thighs.

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I took them all. Over and over. One against the other, hands never leaving me, tongues still stroking, even

after they’d finished, still pushing me through another orgasm. I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. The heat had

made my body a vessel and they filled it again and again, until the sheets were wet and the air thick and

all I could feel was the bond humming so hard in my chest I thought I might break from it.

Even when I cried out raw and high, even when my throat was sore from moaning and my limbs quivered

under them, they didn’t let me go. They kissed the tears from my eyes, the drool from my chin, the

pleasure from my body as it burst again and again like fire rolling in waves. “Ah–haaah–f- fuck, yes- don’t stop- don’t stop-” My voice broke and still they gave it to me.

Lucien fucked me through the aftershocks of Ronan’s release in my mouth, fingers splayed on my belly like he was trying to feel his c**k from the outside. Darius was behind me again, whispering filth into my ear,

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stroking my clit while Killian shoved back into my mouth, hand in my hair this time, keeping my head still

so he could fuck in harder.

I was leaking onto the skeets, soaked thighs trembling, body split open around them and still hungry, still wanting. Still begging with every gasp, every grab, every arch of my hips,

“You want more?” Ronan asked, kissing my jaw as he slid his c**k back between my legs. “You can take it, baby. You can take all of us. Again.”

They didn’t need to tell me twice cause I was ready.

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