ANOKAI'S POV.
The three brothers surrounded us, all of them staring down at me as I realized what I had just gotten myself into.
Because of my words, I was now in trouble with four alphas, the most dangerous and most feared all around me, ready to pounce on me.
I gulped, trying to take a step back, only to be met by the wall, "I..i think you have it..
The words died on my lips as one of them stepped closer, fisting my hair in his hand as he sniffed me, a low growl escaping his lips. I was still trying to process him when I heard another, "Move, brother. Let me have a taste."
I opened my mouth to refute the words only for a new set of lips to crash on mine, fierce and hard. He didn't taste like his brother. No, his mouth tasted like strawberries, probably one from the platter of food.
He kissed like he was hungry, like I was a meal promised to him and he was now finally having a taste.
His fingers tightened around my neck as he lifted me further, pressing his lips more into mine, his tongue going deeper into my mouth. I tried to resist, only for him to bite down on my lower lip and push in deeper, his grip tightening around my neck.
Pain shot through me, tangled with pleasure, and together with a moan that I had not intended to come out.
No...
No.. Anokai.
"I want more of that, sweet orchid. Let me hear them." He muttered in between the kiss, running his tongue over my lower lip before sliding it back into my mouth.
Ohh, goddess. This was bliss.
I melted immediately in his arms, all my rational thoughts filtering out again.
Who knew being someone's prey tasted this good?
Suddenly, he pulled away, leaving one kiss on my swollen lips as he stared at me.
His face was perfection in an artistic form.
He was beautiful, and not in the masculine way. His deep, gorgeous black eyes stared into mine, strands of his hair falling to his face.
"Don't be greedy, Nikolai." I heard someone snarl, cutting my thoughts out, but he didn't care.
His lips met mine again, this time drawing blood. My eyes fluttered closed, feeling myself get lightheaded as another hard body slid behind him.
I wanted to fight it, find some way to push them away and run, but my body wasn't cooperating with me, and I could feel my willpower crumbling as the seconds passed. I felt a new pair of hands run down my sides as if they were getting a feel of the fabric of my top.
"Mm-this..this..." I tried again, but the hand around my neck clenched in a warning that had my body going lax once more.
The hands explored, moving all over my body as they inched my shirt up. Their touch was cold to my skin, and as the pads of their fingers found the strap of my bra, I found myself sandwiched between two of them. I whimpered into the kiss, desperate for air I wasn't granted.
My thoughts were getting clouded, and before I knew it, I was anticipating their next move.
The one who was kissing me pulled away, helping his brother undo my bra and discard it to the side.
Part of me registered that I was half naked and should stop it, yet I didn't want to.
The hands squeezed at my breasts, kneading and molding the soft flesh as lips pressed against the side of my neck, teeth nipping and biting the skin.
I couldn't tell who was touching me anymore, couldn't tell whose hands were at what place. But it was all good. Too good.
But just as suddenly as everything had started, it stopped.
The one in front was ripped away from me, and I blinked my eyes open long enough to take in one that hadn't been touching me.
"Move," he grunted, and the hands that were kneading my chest stopped. This one was gorgeous, hazel eyes boring into mine with such an intensity that only he managed to muster.
He moved his hands to the back of my thighs before I could complain, hoisting me up as he carried me over to the bed. He threw me onto it, and my back hit the mattress with a low thud.
I tried to stand up, but they were quicker, the four of them surrounding me,
"Where do you think you're going, sweet orchid?" Nikolai said, already at the edge of the bed.
"You belong to us now. For the entire night."
A small sense of panic filled me, inching farther away from them only for one of them to come behind me, pinning my hands behind my back and licking a long stripe of my neck.
I clenched my thigh, heat rushing through me at the intensity of it before arching my back forward.
I wanted it, but I still didn't want to.
The other two were at my sides immediately, rolling up my top and shoving the bunched-up fabric into my mouth.
My nipples were hit with cold air, and I shivered, melting against the grip that held me down tightly as two hands pinched my nipples, rolling the sensitive bud between their fingers.
Another pair of hands slid up my thighs, squeezing them before spreading them wide as they settled between my legs.
I moaned around my top, letting my eyes flutter close and my head fall back against a shoulder as two mouths went around my nipples, wet heat shooting a sharp sense of pleasure up my spine.
Tongues flicked them, teeth scraping and biting.
Claiming.
The grips on my thighs slid higher, closer and closer to the flimsy underwear the lady in red gave me. I was too far gone in all the sensations until I felt someone's finger press against my entrance, the pressure unmoving and teasing.
I whined, my hips bucking up a bit before my legs clamped around hand, holding it in place. The touch was foreign and new, and the unfamiliar feeling had my heart hammering against my chest.
All the sensations stopped, and my face flushed in embarrassment as I opened my eyes. I took a moment to glance down at myself, taking in the sight of my bare chest and how my panties were rolled down my legs, pooling at my ankles.
I met the eyes of the one who was touching me down there, deep lines creasing his forehead as he stared at me,
"Sweet orchid, are you a virgin?"
