Chapter 46

Submit.

Submit.

Skye is strong – he's a male.

I'm still a female. Even with all my upgrades to be a Messier Luna.

But I still try to remain upright.

"I do not submit," I state to Skye, without turning around to look at him.

His hand leaves my nape slow – to tug through my tight neat braid of hair, grabbing the end to start twirling out the long length.

Raygar approaches me – and he is far more aggressive in his approach. Holding my steady confident stare, he violently and un-expectantly grabs my neck, all the way around my throat, and he squeezes until I choke loud.

I hear the heavy air out of Skye's lips warn Ray with a growl, but without too much more thought, Skye shoves me forward into Raygar's front, his hand tough on the small of my back, shoving me only so he can reach around me – to grab Raygar's neck – his bicep pressed to my cheek as I lean back and gasp in a fresh breath.

Raygar didn't lightly punish me.

He would have caused bruising with his violent burst of energy.

"That's not how you dominate a female," Skye's death drawl turns to a louder snarl as he chokes Raygar just as mean as he choked me, and then he shoves Ray back a step, while holding my neck gently and protecting me by keeping me still.

Skye knows I want to rush forward to fight back and get my taste of revenge – he can probably feel it with how tense my spine is straight, how still my eyes are focused on the Alpha who attacked me.

Raygar had changed for the worst.

"Let me go," I say the three words with an intensity I'm sure Skye's never heard from me before. Almost a command.

"He'll kill you, he fights dirty," Skye admits loosely – getting a smirk out of Raygar.

"No," Raygar responds too lightly, despite the doubled up attack on him, he raises a hand in surrender, seemingly flipping strategy, "I'm fine with sitting out and not making an effort to please her – I'll make myself comfortable," he motions to the bed, while his blue eyes glance over me, toes to eyes, "If you want to ride – and 'punish' me for being so cruel to you, you're welcome to try it," Raygar turns to disrobe dramatically, swiping it off and showing me something that catches my full attention.

Scars.

That I've never seen before.

Raygar has three huge wounds ruining the texture of his once pristine skin across his back – insane battle wounds.

I stare at them in shock, and Vastian follows my gaze.

"He tried to take her back 6 months ago, those are a leopard beast claws," Vastian explains for me.

Raygar makes no comment as he lies back on Skye's spacious bed, hands behind his head as he looks at the ceiling and tries to make it seem like he's completely unfazed by this indirect mention of Lemeri… but even I can see the slight glean of red in his eyes.

Rage.

I'm suddenly attracted to that – pulling from Skye's hold to walk my naked self to Raygar, while shaking out my braid that Skye loosened for me.

Raygar – no – perhaps all of them are stunned by my silence and comfortable approach as I seem to suddenly submit.

I jump smoothly onto the bed and step either side of Raygar's hips, while slowly squatting and placing my hands over his scars on the front. Lazer wounds, along his shoulders – one too close to his heart. I lay my hand there and I now have Raygar's more serious attention.

I lift one hand to my mouth and I suck on two of my fingers, before pressing the wet finger tips to his lips, and putting my saliva on his pouty soft mouth – seeing if Raygar will open for me.

He does, eager to suck my saliva off my own fingers.

As Raygar tastes them, his tongue hot and eager, I feel more heat, this time from the head of his hard cock seeking the key to my pussy.

I'm already moist from Skye's handling and so I slowly squat down, no words needed.

I take Raygar's shaft, all the way into my body, and still silently. Squatting always, I start to ride him, looking into his heavy eyes without blinking or looking away.

Raygar's pain is erased as he briefly focuses on the sex, and my brown human entrancing irises.

Honestly, I wanted to see if that weakness in him could be used in later terms.

"…not a word and she did it…" Vastian speaks behind me, with Skye, "She is loyal to Wolf Dominion," I try not to smile – I let that emotion slide into a shelf inside my mind to be celebrated later.

Vastian was done as well then – he enjoyed loyalty and discipline and obedience.

Raygar – fucking, sex, and the occasional hate fuck. I knew that well enough from the amount of slaves he had for such a purpose – breeding.

Skye… he was the one making my neck tingle in anticipation with his stare.

As I slowly ride Raygar's hefty cock, I look over my shoulder as I twist my whole body.

Reversing my position, I now lower myself to my knees. Grabbing Raygar's legs, I ride him facing backwards – so I can look over Vastian who is starting to undress, and then I focus on Skye.

He's still robed, and he's looking intrigued but not fooled.

I like that Skye is not a fool.

I bite my lip as I whimper a little bit with pleasure, because now I'm speeding up and Raygar is leaning over to hold my ass, to pulse me up and down faster.

"Since when did you become an expert whore?" Skye asks me, almost suspicious but mostly curious.

"The last time was with you," I whisper the admission, "I just miss it –" Skye's reaction is blocked from my view as Vastian suddenly jumps onto the bed and takes my chin.

I stop thrusting with my hips briefly to be pulled up into a higher position, so my obedient lips find Vastian's shaft. He teases me with it, while petting through my hair.

Vastian doesn't say anything, he just watches me open my mouth and slide him across my tongue as I strain for it and he keeps it slightly out of reach. I take his cock straight to the back of my throat, tempting him into long deep thrusts. I don't gag or feel pain, I swallow him down with each bob of my head.

At the corner of my eye, Skye walks around to view me, completely intrigued by my compliance and new skill at taking two.

Don't get me wrong. I talk to myself. The insecure part. This isn't about them, this is about you finding their soft inner hearts. It's easier to rip them out if you have access to each one.

"She fucks like a Luna," Raygar tells Skye, as I fuck him steady with my movements, "But she's not asking for you yet –" he's taunting Skye.

I pull off Vastian's shaft, grabbing it at the base and stroking it with my hand so I can look over my shoulder… so, why?

So I can spit in Raygar's face.

I manage to do it, even as Raygar swipes his head to the side across the pillow and his eyes widen in complete disbelief. It hit the side of his forehead.

"I'll have you on my own terms after them," I tell this to Skye, while ignoring Raygar's rage.

Vastian has cupped either side of my head, almost to steady himself, while his cock is taken care of by my hand.

I slow my thrusts on Raygar's cock, as Skye steps forward to slap my ass, hard.

"Don't do that again," Skye warns me not to spit on his baby brother. Ha.

But then Vastian spits on me.

I'm a little shocked with this retaliation, but should I be?

My own eyes widen and Vastian slaps my cheek so I open my mouth again – and then he re-enters my mouth.

Vastian face fucks me a little harder to preoccupy my saliva with working a cock instead.

"Luna's bite, Raygar, but you just have to bite a little bit harder. Don't be complacent – but don't kill them either, you idiot," Skye advisers Raygar, who is breathing in sharp air but unable to find the words until now.

"Extremes have always worked for me," Raygar growls back, finding his hands spanking both my ass cheeks, "Stupid disgusting whore. Make her work for your end, Vastian."

I roll my eyes up as Vastian's spit trails down my forehead into my eyes, and he reads me, "You're arrogant now," Vastian concludes, seriously, before smiling slow and sly, leaning down to advise me, "Skye will handle that, Ryder –" I want to talk and I try to pull off from sucking his cock, but now Vastian and Ray work together.

As I'm pumped harder and faster on Raygar's cock, I'm choking as Vastian holds himself deep. I end up gagging to try and get in air.

They both use me to their own ends.

Vastian pulls out from my wet lips and cums on my face, while Raygar leans up, locks his arms around my thighs and keeps me down to the base of his balls while he's stiff and stabbing right through my throbbing pussy walls, all the way to my womb.

I whimper out uncontrollably as he cums inside – and then he shoves me forward, while Vastian jumps from the bed also.

"Slut," Raygar storms off to the bathroom, clearly wishing to clean his face of my defence.

Vastian reaches for his robes.

I'm on my elbows and knees briefly, blinking through the cum, as I slowly lean back to sit on my heels instead.

Skye is watching me without glancing to his brothers – and I feel his focus, his lust and anger and his racing thoughts.

My brain is doing the same.

"I've had a taste test, it's enough for me for now," once cloaked, Vastian approaches me one last time to hold my cheek and he rubs in his sticky cum along my skin, down toward my lips with his thumb, "I prefer unpredictable strength… but you must learn your line."

"My line," I blink as I speak as a soldier, loud and clear, "…ends with Skye."

"You're cute," Vastian has a dark look in his eye, something he only keeps to himself. He almost says more, but turns to depart.

As he leaves, Skye doesn't farewell him, and Raygar soon appears naked from the bathroom, looking tempted to handle me but thinking twice when he glances at Skye.

"You ever want to punish her, for real, send her to me," Raygar swipes up his clothes and doesn't bother to address me.

I really bothered him with that move. I knew the act of spitting was disgusting but sometimes you had to demean the indomitable.

Speaking of the indomitable.

I reach for the sheets and use them to wipe Vastian's cum and spit from my face, cleaning myself before I drop them down to look at Skye.

He's still standing a few feet back, completely robed.

But he was the one to undress me.

"I didn't like that," Skye admits to me, while I keep my new favourable silence, "Waiting for you," he relaxes a tiny bit as the door closes with Raygar's final departure.

"…me neither," I let it out, tilting my head a bit with my truth.

"It's early morning and I need a wash – come to the steam room… Ryder," Skye slyly brings out the remote and turns off my inner warrior.

The mechanical shift within my bones and ligaments takes me off guard – even though I knew that could happen now.

The strength is washed out of me. My body starts to tremble very visibly, and I try to hide it, as a blush creeps up my neck and my lip wobbles when I glance at the Alpha Skye.

"…one last time as Ryder?" Skye queries me, throwing me the remote, leaving it up to me. I had asked for that experience on the balcony but he denied me that. Now, he was taking his first choice back.

I stare at the remote now in my palm, but it's not a hard decision.

I still wanted what I asked for before.

"Thank you," I place down the remote by my knee, "I still want to fuck you as the old Ryder, I –" I close my swollen lips, not sure how to phrase what I feel. I feel so much and – I, I just don't know how to say it. My brows furrow with worry.

"I know," Skye nods, his death drawl is now a confident command, "Let's do this right… you can crawl… or slither, worm…" he smiles a little bit, motioning to the floor as he glances at me, looking and feeling uncertain, "And I'll reward you on the other end. How about a cock up your ass?"

"Ass?" I whisper, taken off guard.

"I'll decide what I want," Skye's brow ticks with impatience. Hm, typical Alpha, hardened by another year ruling, used to instant obedience.

I better obey and move.

I slide down the sheets to my hands and weak knees, touching the floor.

I start to crawl – and Skye takes me off guard again.

"Not your ass."

"No?" I ask submissively, without looking back at him, feeling my spine crawl with a… a warning?

"No. I decided I'm going to breed you. And not because I should, but because I think I need more leverage with the Messier Luna."It could be dirty talk.

It could be a lusty moment as I crawl naked for him.

But my heart clenches with a moment of harsher truth – he would fuck up all my plans.

All my plans!

But this was Skye.

Alpha Skye.

He wasn't choosing complete and total dominance – he simply lived and breathed excellence in decision, weighted recklessness or quiet – like his sneaky silence while I fucked his brothers – and now he was snatching my freedom before I had a chance to taste it.

His instincts beat mine.

The Alpha 1. The Luna o.

I wasn't sure I could win here.

I might be Ryder now, but Jawkin's teaching was still clear to me.

If you meet an immoveable force, don't manipulate it – run and hide. And if you have the rare chance – make the kill.

But even that advice would be harder to take if I was pregnant.