The pack closes in. The first thing Magnus delights in, is to lick his rough tongue over my pussy and my ass, while one Lycan behind Carmen grabs my chin and pulls my face up, so he can lick over my face.

"Queen Silvia," this Lycan growls over me, rather politely.

"Yes?" I ask breathlessly, while he licks over my face again.

"We'll die for you," he shows all his teeth, "We'll kill for you – but we will own you forever unto death," his growl lowers, while I feel the cold air momentarily touch between my legs, before a hellish hot dick slides between my thighs instead. Magnus' cock hits my clit and then slides across to Carmen, gathering as much lube as possible. My lips have parted as I wait for that dick to slide back across my pussy, straining up, so fucking hard – until it finally hits my ass, and starts to prod. Magnus' clawed hand reaches over my face. He pulls my head back to arc my spine, jutting out my ass, while Carmen rubs over my clit and Magnus finally slips his cock right up my ass. In.

I scream. This is different. It's not Onyx. It's just different. I can feel the possession is not by my mate, so it's even more overwhelming and confusing for a moment. Magnus settles his cock, boldly, balls deep inside, keeping his pulsing dick nice and snug as it enlarges in my body. Patient fucking Lycan; the worst kind.

He lets go of my face and now grabs the back of my head to push me closer to Carmen.

My forehead lands on hers, as another Lycan pushes a cock up her ass next.

Carmen doesn't scream – instead she moans and her eyes roll into the back of her head.

The moment I'm distracted, Magnus starts to fuck me hard; no mercy.

Magnus uses his hand to force mine back on Carmen's pussy, "Don't be a selfish bitch," he growls quietly in my ear, even while his cock is calmly destroying me from the inside out. It's rock hard and planted in place to the point I feel like he'll never leave me.

I rub Carmen's clit, feeling so much wet warm desire has spread absolutely everywhere, all over her thighs and all over mine. Carmen gets a little bold herself, suddenly thrusting her fingers inside my pussy; which was owned by Onyx. Naughty bitch.

But fuck, it's working. I feel my climax is rushing in like a tsunami about to crash through my whole system. I know we all just begun so I want it to subside, but as I close my eyes and pray for otherwise, I feel a hot claw run up my thigh, to my waist.

My eyes flicker open to see a second Lycan in blacked-out mating fur, push in next to Magnus.

"Ah – w – !" I try to cry out, but I get fingers shoved into my mouth from Magnus and his brother, as the cock inside me slows from thrusting hard, as another prods at the entrance to my ass.

I leak tears – but not from fear. Rather, the insane need for the other Lycan to join. To fuck me so bad that I'll remember what direction hell resides.

"Let's make room in her ass for the pack to fuck her whenever they need," Magnus encourages, while Carmen is making all kinds of noises, hugging me with her free arm to steady herself, as our tits squish together.

Our hair has been tied up for work – but now the Lycans savagely tear the hair ties off, freeing the lot, so our long blonde hair covers us and tangles together quickly.

At some point Carmen and I lock gazes, while the Lycans count down together before thrusting in the second cock. The counting down has Carmen and I focused on the moment we'll be crushed even more together. So we act. Our lips brush together then lock in a deep feminine kiss – something gentle – just before our asses are filled with two merciless Lycan cocks.

It is at this point, my body suddenly accommodates them easily, even as I squeeze repeatedly and uncontrollably over their invasive dicks.

Euphoria fills my blood and a dark magic stirs within. Supernatural magic.

Because the Lycans weren't using us, they were worshipping us.

When I climax, my soul is on fire. I push back into the Lycans' as my body accommodates them through some unholy magic. The only coherent and logical thought I have at the forefront of my mind is that a third cock is impossible, despite the navigation of two being successful.

But at the same time, in the face of logic, I don't fucking care, I just thrust my ass back, while Magnus drools all over my arced spine, snarling his approval at the work I now put in.

"Crazy bitch. Look at you."

Shock. Pride.

I take my lips from Carmen to look up immediately, while she licks down my neck.

My mate is standing over me.

I'm looking right up at Onyx like a god. He is tilting his head one way and then the other, as I stare up at him with slut puppy eyes.

I smile sweetly and his crimson eyes rage with an inferno of lust and approval.

"Time to feel alive," Onyx warns me, as he moves behind me, and I feel my mate's cock, rubbing up to my ass, over the other two.

Oh no.

Logic.

"I can't possibly –" I gasp.

"We'll see," Onyx then bites my shoulder near my neck, clamping me in place. With the bite, I feel a small river of blood drip down my back. He bit me a little too hard, but refuses to let up – as his dick finds some room to spread my ass with the others.

In place at the entrance, Onyx immediately thrusts all the way in, while I feel at the mercy of the moment and the marking from his Lycan fangs.

As Onyx thrusts into me, I cum again, as I feel hot cum filling me from all three cocks...

...and at the same time... I feel a rush of strength piercing through me, holding me up like the cocks ploughed deep within me.

My hands run to the chain at my waist, and I snap the iron links like nothing.

My muscles are strong.

I am indestructible.

I toss the chain aside, and I grab the ropes, loosening them to get free – for a little damn room to bend over.

I push off Carmen and my cheek hits the floor, as all three cocks gain a better angle to really take me down.

"Ask me why," Magnus snarls over me.

Why three cocks?

I didn't have to ask now.

But I delight him anyway.

"Why?" I ask, looking over my shoulder, directly meeting the glares of the three Lycans fucking me up, all lapping up the shared anal sex. Onyx is in front, holding my eye – he chooses to answer me as to why all this was necessary.

"Power," Onyx snaps the answer. Then he's grabbing up my hair and twisting it around his claws, he pulls my head back, as he encourages the other two brothers to fuck me as hard as he does.

Fuck. Yes. I could die happy.

I lay my forehead on the wet floor, as music vibrates under me, and the three cocks stretch me to my absolute fullest.

My heart fills solid.

My mind – seems to heal, the opposite of broken.

I feel entirely whole. Full.

All three Lycans cum at once and finally.

Then the three cocks, after being milked dry inside me, pull out all together.

I slump forward, to rest from the climax that had strangely and truly stitched something together in my mind, a mind that had been a mess before.

I breathe heavily, yet steadily. I smell the cum and the spilled alcohol and I feel like this isn't degradation, but rather a new fresh identity.

"Pregnant with my pups and full of our love," Onyx lectures over me, "Do you feel it, Silvia?"

I pick myself up off the floor, to lean back on my heels, as I come face to face with Onyx's hard cock, still dripping, the King is always hard, always ready to pleasure me.

"I feel it," I whisper over his cock, leaning into it, kissing it all the way to his balls before deciding I need him over my tongue. I want his taste in my mouth.

I pull back and open wide. I move to put him down the back of my throat, deepthroating him all on my own – my King doesn't have to move.

I look Onyx in the eye as I do it, unblinking, relaxed... just wanting to please the King of Lycans.

In my act in the clubhouse, I show the whole pack who I obey – and who Onyx obeys.

We were the authority here. The power lay within us both now.

Onyx's cock pulses, ozzing cum into my stomach, which I swallow. Satisfied my thirst has been quenched, I then pull off and wipe the back of my hand over my mouth. As I reach out my hand, Onyx immediately takes it and helps me to my feet. I step into his torso and his abs, looking up at all 8ft of this glorious monster who was all mine.

"I'm ready," I speak up, "I'm ready to be your Queen."

"We have a world to save from madness," Onyx speaks seriously, and I hear every word over the noise around us, my ears attuned to his uniquely demonic tone, just for me, his favourite whore, "...I preached in the church tonight about the importance of virtues..." he tries to keep his smirk contained, as he is dead-serious in meaning, "Afterall, people like you, Silvia, sacrifice yourselves for their sanity. Lycans fuck you so we don't fuck them, or eat them, those poor destitute mortals have no idea what you sacrifice," Onyx grabs my throat – all the way around, but his touch is devastatingly gentle.

I love his words, and I appreciate them, but I also want to know what that was that flooded through me before, "Onyx. Thank you. But where did that power... the strength... that filled me... where did it come from?" I ask him.

"Submission," Onyx's choice word, drawled for my ears alone, answers everything.

I smile, and now he walks to drag me away to the back rooms.

I look over my shoulder and see Carmen in the arms of Sloan. He cradles her and takes her to a booth to make out. The Lycans eye me off, and they all look subdued and empowered at the same time. It's how I was feeling.

"Just tell me we're not going to hell," I joke to Onyx as I turn back to him, but I'm also kind of serious.

"We're going to bed," Onyx explains, "You need to rest. When you're awake you'll be aching to get defiled. You can siphon our power because you're no longer afraid. Just don't let the unholy power get to your head."

Onyx and his brothers were born in hell, so they had the power of the inferno within them.

"My loyalty lies with you, not the devil," I whisper, meaning it with true ferocity, "We'll be strong and protect the weak and pathetic mortals who can't face the dark like we do," I delight him with his own language.

"Now you understand – you need monsters to fuck monsters," Onyx snarls, passionate, "...and to kill monsters."

Yeah!

Fuck yes.

I look up at Onyx with admiration and obedience. We were powerful together. We were also in accord with one another. I understood him. And Onyx respected me.

Phantasy better watch the fuck out, or his Silver-Wynter was going to be the death of him.

There were other authorities at play now. I would not be a pawn in the Devil's game, but if he wasn't careful, he'd sure as hell become a pawn in mine.