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Stretch. Pain. Oh fúck.

"Deeper." I moaned, clawing my nails down Ryker's back.

He gripped my hips and slammed me down, our hips bones banging together. The pain just added to the pleasure I felt. I saw nothing; my vision was so blurry I couldn't focus on anything. I could only feel the pleasure rolling through me. I wanted another knot in me, filling me up and quenching those awful fires that consume me.

"Beautiful...shít." Ryker moaned, shifting his hips. He hit my spot, and I cried out, digging my nails in even harder. "Right there?" Ryker asked. I nodded my head, and he gripped my hips even harder than before.

He picked me up and dragged me off of him, leaving just the tip in before he slammed me down. I cried out as he repeated this pattern, slamming down onto my spot.

"Ah! Knot me! Fúck, please!" I cried out as I was bounced up and down on Ryker's cóck. I felt a slap on my rear end, and I squeezed my eyes shut, moaning out. The fires were getting worse and worse the longer I wasn't knotted.

I felt empty, and I needed something filling me up. I needed something else in me. I needed a knot, but the other knots today didn't really help me feel any better. It was my first time with Ryker, and god he is so thick.

"So goddamn tight." I heard his voice go husky, and I think Levi was trying to take over. At this point, I don't even care. I was so far gone that nothing really mattered to me other than getting a knot in me.

"Please, knot me. Please, please, please." I cried, tears streaming down my face. I needed to be filled. God, the fires were climbing up my spine and spreading throughout my body, leaving me breathless.

"Beautiful...fúck you feel so good around me. You're so fúcking tight, baby. You're going to squeeze everything out of me, god." Ryker panted in my ear, continuing to bounce me onto his cóck. I was almost to my orgásm, I felt it in my lower stomach.

"I'm so....close." I cried, clutching tighter onto Ryker's back.

"Cúm for me, beautiful. God, you're so fúcking wet, do you hear that? Do you see how wet you are? It's fúcking dripping all over me. Come on, beautiful. Cúm for me. Cúm on my fúcking cock." I squeezed my eyes closed, his words sending me over the edge. I felt my orgásm roll through me, my legs freezing around Ryker's waist as I coated the both of us in my juices.

Fúck, fúck. I'm cumming again before the first orgásm is even over. God I can't feel my hands, and my head is about to fall off. I feel numb, and paralyzed. I clung onto Ryker, trying to feel something.

I suddenly felt full as Ryker moaned in my ear. I felt his seed being continually pumped into me, sating the fires from hell that make me cry out.

"Mmm, god." I moaned, my body quivering as Ryker held me against him. I felt so much better now that his knot was in me, but I still felt like something was missing. I needed something else to make me feel full. My vision finally focused and I was able to see my two beautiful men.

"I need...to be full." I whined against Ryker's chest. "Can we lay down?" I asked. Ryker moved so he was laying down, and he pulled me down so I was on his chest, his knot still swelled within me.

"And what do you mean by that, baby doll?" Grey asked, laying down beside us. He was still naked, but he looked absolutely drained. Why couldn't he just go to sleep?

"Why don't you just go to sleep? I don't understand." I yawned. Grey grabbed my hand as he laughed at me, running his thumb across my knuckles. I felt so sticky, and wet, and just overall gross.

"Because as your mates, and Alphas at that, we are supposed to look after you, and put your needs first. No matter what we need, whatever you need is so much more important than what we need." I smiled at him, and felt my eyelids drooping closed.

"That is so sweet." I yawned, closing my eyes.

"What did you mean, baby doll? You need to be full?" Grey asked, making me open my eyes to look at him. I felt my eyes close again. My body is slowly shutting down. I need sleep.

"I need something else in me..." I drifted to sleep.

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I woke up to my whines as something slipped out of me. I felt it leaking out, and I felt empty again. A little fire started in my lower stomach, but it wasn't anything too bad.

"Baby doll...wake up." Grey placed a kiss to my forehead and I groggily looked up at him. I gave him a little smile as he gently pulled me from the bed. He took me to the bathroom, where it was dimly lit, and a few candles were lit around the room. The huge white tub was filled with bubbles and probably warm water.

Grey led me over there. My legs were numb and I could barely stand by myself. He helped me into the tub, and climbed in with me, Ryker coming in after us. We all settled into the tub, my back against Grey's chest as I faced Ryker. I glanced down at the bruises that covered my body, and tried to ignore them.

They gently washed my body, cleaning off all of the sweat, cúm, and tears from my body and theirs. They washed my hair and helped me out of the tub. They dried me off, put me in a pair of loose boxers and one of their pullovers. They combed and brushed through my hair, leaving it in a loose fishtail to the side of my head, resting on my shoulder.

I climbed onto Ryker's back, loosely wrapping my limbs around him to secure myself. He carried me down the stairs and to the kitchen. We were at my house. Why were we at my house? Does that mean my parents are here?

"What's wrong, beautiful?" Ryker asked as he stepped into the kitchen, setting me down on the counter top. He grasped my face between his hands to look in his beautiful, blue eyes. I nodded my head, trying to even out my breathing. Why am I so angry? I mean, it's not like they kept a secret from me my entire life.

I heard my stomach growl and I clutched it, laughing as Ryker shook his head. He quickly lifted up my shirt and blew a raspberry on it, making me swat my hands at him and laughing the entire time. It felt good to laugh. I don't get to do that often.

"Grey, I want food!" I whined, pouting my lips at him as he got out stuff to make food. I think it was soup. I like soup.

"I'm making you food, you dingus." Grey said, sticking his tongue out at me. I widened my eyes at him, feigning hurt.

"Fack off, you dingus." I retorted, crossing my arms over my chest. He just rolled his eyes at me as he continued to make me food. I let out another whine and Ryker wrapped his arms around me, trying to make me be quiet.

"Feeeeeed meeeeee." I sang, trying to purposely get on their nerves. I love getting on their nerves because it's so funny how they react to me.

"Shut up, Holland." Grey said, slamming cabinets and drawers.

"Feeeeeed meeeeee." I cried again, repeatedly poking Ryker in the head. He held onto my wrists, holding them in one hand and clamping his other hand over my mouth. I licked his hand, but he just smirked at me.

"Does not bother me, darling." I sighed, rolling my eyes. Now I can't do anything.

A few minutes later, everything was plated and ready to be eaten. Grey pushed a plate towards me that had cantaloupe, a few celery sticks, a bowl of soup, a huge bottle of water, and a few pieces of bacon. I raised my eyes at what was on my plate. What a weird combination...

"Holland, you haven't eaten in two days. Your body needs something from most of the food groups. And yes, you will drink this whole water bottle. Now hurry, you have about two hours before your heat comes back." Grey commanded, moving me towards the dining room table. My eyes widened in shock. My heat is coming back? Oh goodness gracious.

"Okay, okay. I'm coming." I said, holding my arms out to Ryker. He rolled his eyes and picked me up, carrying me to the dining room. He sat me down and I dug into my food, basically inhaling all of it.

"How is it, baby doll?" Grey asked. I looked up from my empty plate, a little burp escaping my lips. I just laughed as he took the plate away from me. "Can I have some more, please?" I haven't eaten in two days, wow I can't believe it's been that long.

"Nope. Your stomach will explode if you eat any more. You can have more in a few hours." Ryker explained. I pouted at him but he just rolled his eyes at me.

"Can we watch a movie, or something? Or even sleep? You guys look super tired." I said. Ryker took my hand as Grey came back into the dining room. They gave each other a look, having their stupid, secret conversations again before shrugging their shoulders. They carried me to the living room where we settled onto the couches.

"Let's talk for a little bit, baby doll." Grey said as I snuggled into Ryker's side. Grey placed his head in my lap and let me run my fingers through his hair.

"About what? Am I in trouble?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Not today, you aren't." Ryker said. I looked up into his eyes and saw they were flickering between black and blue.

"Does Levi want to talk?" I asked. I felt butterflies fluttering in my stomach at the thought of Levi talking to me. I want to find out his story, just as I found out about Odin.

"Yes beautiful, if that is okay with you?" Ryker asked, stroking my hair. I nodded my head and his eyes quickly turned black. I continued to run my fingers through Grey's hair, slowly watching him fall asleep. I smiled at how cute he looked.

"Hello Holland." His husky voice rumbled in his chest, vibrating against my side. I smiled up at him, and he placed a kiss to my forehead.

"Hi Levi." He continued to stroke my hair away from my face, love sparkling in his eyes as he continued to stare at me. "Can you tell me your story? Pretty please?" I asked, giving him a pouty lip.

"Anything for you, beautiful. Alright, let's begin with my first life. I was in a young man named Gregory, I believe. I have lived so many lives, Holland, I'm not sure I remember my name from every single life. But I remember my first life clearly. My parents were true mates, so I knew what it looked like to have your mate. But I also saw what happens when you don't have your mate. A neighboring pack accidentally killed my mother in one of their border patrols. They didn't clearly look at her, saw her as a threat, and immediately killed her. My father was devastated, and it turned him mad, all the way to point of suicide. I became an orphan at the age eleven. I remember running away from my pack, a hole in my chest from not having my parents. I had made it two weeks before a rogue viciously killed me."

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. Holy crap, all of that pain, and he was just eleven. That was just his first lifetime.

"I have bits and pieces from my second lifetime. I remember the pain of not having my mate. I knew I was going to have to share you, little one. I just didn't know when I was going to meet you. I spent every life looking for you.

"I have been in every position in a pack. I have been the omega, the pack doctor, the alpha, the beta, the hunter, the tracker, the runner, the warrior. I have died in so many ways, but the most painful is when I died from my heart being so empty from not having my mate. And that has happened I think at least six times. God, the pain was unbearable.

"It was my thirtieth lifetime when I finally met Odin. I was so relieved, Holland. It was sign from the Fates that I was finally getting close to finally having you. But that didn't stop us from looking for you. We searched everywhere, little one. And I'm pretty sure Odin has informed you how that lifetime ended. No need to revisit such a gruesome memory." He placed a kiss to my forehead, wiping my tears away with his thumb.

"And I can't describe what it felt like to finally be able to see you. God, that first day of kindergarten when you walked into that classroom, my heart almost exploded. Holland, I had waited thirty lifetimes to finally see you, and in the body of a five year old, no less. And when I took your hand when you were crying, it hurt so much to see that you were hurt, little one. I don't like seeing your tears." He told me, stroking my hair away from my face. I smiled at him and just snuggled into his side.

"Well, you have me now." I sniffled, closing my eyes as sleep quickly consumed my being.

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-abbey