by Beth Rosalee
I mewl in pleasurable acknowledgement doing as I’m told. Gray leans forward and starts out slowly pressing in and out of my mouth. I can’t speak with my mouth stuffed; so, I finally give in and shout in all of their heads.
“PLEASE! Oh, please, Sir, let me come!”
Liam grabs my thighs and hikes both legs up as far as he can push them, spreading my legs wide giving him complete access to all of my most intimate parts. He presses his tongue deep inside me, swirling it around my walls, pushing me closer to the edge of my climax. Just as I’m about to beg some more, I feel a third mouth attach to my clit, sucking on it hard.
Just as I fall over the edge into the best orgasm of my life, there is a strong pressure in the room, instantly ruining it. A throat clears somewhere on the other side of my room, kicking all my men into gear. In seconds, Grayson is off of me and charging the intruder. I look up to try and see what is going on as I scramble under the covers. Wyatt is right there next to his Alpha, charging this mystery person. Tate and Liam are surrounding me in a protective crouch on the bed, snarls firmly on their face.
This all happens in a matter of seconds, and even quicker than it started, does all the chaos stop. Yes, everyone just freezes in place, except for me. I’m panting hard and Svana is pushing hard to shift, but I barely hold her back, keeping control of our form. A man walks around Wyatt and Grayson and approaches the bed.
There is something familiar about him, even though I have never met him before. He is tall, taller than even Gray, standing at probably seven and a half eight feet. He has long black hair flowing down to his hips and his eyes are so black, they look like the gateways to hell. His features are chiseled into harsh lines, his lips are a stark contrast with a soft plush look to them. His skin is as pale as mine, and it dawns on me that this must be my father.
“Fenrir?” I ask, unsure if I’m right.
“Yes, my beautiful daughter, it ‘tis I, the god, Fenrir,” he says arrogantly.
I roll my eyes.
“Unfreeze my mates; they won’t attack you,” I say to him, then speak in their minds. “It’s fine, it’s just my father. Don’t attack him, please.” I just get growls in return.
“Very well, daughter,” He says; then, they all unfreeze.
Grayson and Wyatt skid to a stop and then turning quickly to get back in front of me.
“Oh, what wonderful guardians Fate has chosen for you, daughter!” Fenrir exclaims happily as he appraises them with hungry eyes.
Gross.
“Guys, cover up,” I snap, not liking the way he is looking at them.
Fenrir laugh jovially at my jealousy.
“Now, now, daughter, I didn’t come here to steal your tasty men. Although I am quite pleased with my timing and the view it has granted me.”
He grins evilly as he watches the guys grab pants from the floor and throw them on.
“Yeah, I bet you are,” I grumble grumpily. My orgasm was completely ruined. “Couldn’t you have waited, like I don’t know, three more hours and then knocked on the fucking door? It’s not only weird, but completely rude, to just pop into someone’s room in the middle of sex,” I say, staring draggers into him.
If looks could kill, I would be murdering a god right now.
“Ah yes, I forget you beings here on Earth are so prudish about your sex lives. You all need privacy and get embarrassed just from the discussion. In Asgard, people fuck in the streets and anyone is welcome to join in. I will have to take you there sometime.”
He is way too happy about that thought.
“Eww, not sure I want to watch a bunch of gods fucking with my supposed father. Now, what the hell are you here for?” I demand.
“Yes, yes, so sorry, daughter. I am here to discuss what is coming. I will go into the…. what do you call it? Ah yes, the sitting room, and wait for you there. Get dressed so that you are comfortable. There is much to discuss and very little time.”
He disappears into thin air with those parting words.
“What the fuck was that?” Grayson turns and growls at me.
“What do you mean?”
“Did you use your Alpha power on us when you told us not to attack?”
“What, no! I would never do that. At least not on purpose,” I tell him.
“Alright, well, I guess it’s good if you did because I was going to rip his fucking head off if I had been able to move,” Gray growls; then, he snatches on the rest of his clothes.
The guys follow suit, but I just sit there, not really ready to have this conversation. I have so many questions I need to ask him. Like, how is he my father, but I have a father already?
“Come on, Pretty Girl, sitting here won’t make him go away,” Liam says, helping me to my feet.
“Fine, I know. I’m just really pissed that he ruined my orgasm and my fivesome! I finally just got you all in the same room to get it! I want my fivesome!” I pout like a spoiled brat as I throw on some clothes.
We all head out of my bedroom to discover the details of my fate when my humorous mate chimes in.
“Well, here’s to finding out our destiny rather than reaching our climaxes. Better fuck next time.”
We all bust out laughing as we head down the hall.
Afterword
Thank you to the bastard who thought he could destroy everything that is me. You didn’t succeed. This game is called I win…..and I won asshole.
Thank you from my entire heart to you my readers, without you I would be nothing. This is my very first book, and I hope that you love it as much as I do. I am a survivor of abuse. My hopes is that someone out there will read this book and find the courage to leave. It is not your fault no matter how many times you’ve been told so. You deserve to be loved by someone who will cherish you. YOU DESERVE TO BE LOVED BY YOU FIRST. Don’t let fear be what holds you back.
A very very special THANK YOU to MJ Marstens, without you I wouldn’t have started this. You encouraged me to write my stories, you have lifted me up when I felt like I wasn’t going to make it. You even told me it was ok that I gave you my book three days late for editing. You even created an amazing cover for me. I have never felt so grateful to have met someone than I am of you. You are the best friend I have been dreaming of my whole life. I strive everyday to give back to you half the love and support you give me. So thank you for being you Sugar Tits.
Another huge thank you to my PA Andi Jeffree with Pantheon Author Services, you my dear are a Rockstar. If it wasn’t for you I’m afraid I would lose my head. You have my back at every turn, and even save my ass when my brain is fried and I mess up with my prescheduled post, haha. Not to mention the amazing graphics that you have created. You are my sister from another mister and I’m so glad to have you on this journey with me.
Thank you to my amazing friends, Marlana, Kelly, and Rachael. You all supported me and cheered me on as I made blood sweat and tears over this book(not literally). Kelly my girl, you and I get into some serious shit together, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Marlana, babe you and I can talk about anything and I will always have you back as you have mine. We are in this together babe, you hear me? We’ve got this. And Rachael, oh Rachael, Rachael, Rachael, you my love, you are absolutely amazing, the things you are going through in your life right now are not easy, and you still wake up everyday with a positive attitude and a smile for us girls. You never whine and complain about life like I do. I am in awe of you, thank you for inspiring me to be a better person every day. And thank you to all three of you for the constant laughs and love you give me.
Thank you to all my Mischievous bitches, for laughing and joking with me, and just accepting my crazy. Thank you for all the sprinting that helped propel me forward in my book when I was struggling to find the words. I love you bitches! And thank you Reese Copeland for bringing us all together with this amazing event you have created! I can’t wait to attend The Crowned Event-The court of Sin in NOLA 2020!!
Lastly, I want to thank Rozie Marshall fo
r formatting my book for me, especially last minute. You are a truly sweet soul!
I can’t wait to meet every single one of you ladies in NOLA next year.
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