My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 407

Ashton knelt by the couch. He didn't touch me yet, just let his hard cock hover inches from my face. His scent—purely male and aroused—was like a drug, pulling me in. I reached out tentatively, brushing my fingers along it, feeling the heat and smoothness.

"Kai, move over," Dristan ordered. He stood up and pulled down his own pants and briefs. His cock was the scariest, a powerful, veined length that looked impossibly long and thick. The girth made me swallow hard. It bobbed as he moved, drawing my eyes.

One by one, they all stripped naked. Seven hard cocks—all different colors from deep crimson to pale pink, varied in length and thickness, all pointing at me, throbbing with the same need I felt. Ace's was thick and pink with a flared head; Kai's curved slightly upward; Axel's long and slender; Xade's with a gentle bend; Ashton's massive and straight; Dristan's the thickest. The sight overwhelmed me, but I couldn't look away. This was my fate, and I wanted it. Astra purred, "Perfect. They're all for you."

"Which one first?" Axel asked, his voice rough with excitement, his own cock bobbing eagerly. He stroked it lightly, watching me.

I shook my head, my eyes glassy. "I don't know... all of you. Now." My voice was breathless, needy.

"We can't all at once, sweetheart, as much as we'd love to," Ace said, his cock bouncing against his thigh as he moved forward. His was a nice pink shade, heavy and thick with a flared head. "But we can take turns. Dristan starts—he has the strongest bond."

Before starting, they paused. Kai fetched a soft blanket from nearby and draped it under me, saying, "To make you more comfortable, Val." It was a small gesture, but it warmed my heart amid the heat.

Dristan didn't wait longer. He leaned down, his face full of raw hunger, and kissed me deeply, stealing my breath and any last bit of clear thinking. His lips were firm, his tongue exploring, tasting me.

As his tongue explored my mouth, his hand went between my legs, parting my wet folds. "You're going to feel better now," he promised, his voice low and animal-like. His fingers teased for a moment, building anticipation.

He pulled back from the kiss, and suddenly his massive, hard cock pressed against my entrance. I gasped, my body tensing up. It felt too big—the wide head seemed impossible. I could feel the heat radiating from it.

"Relax, Val. Take a deep breath," he whispered, easing the tip inside gently. He paused, letting my heat and wetness help stretch me around him. He rubbed my sides soothingly, helping me breathe.

The pressure was huge. I was so tight, even with all the lubrication from my heat. Every nerve screamed at the amazing feeling of him entering me. Inch by inch, it stretched me in the best way.

"It won't fit," I whimpered, grabbing his shoulders, my nails digging in. Doubt flickered, but desire won.

"Yes, it will," he said, breathing hard, his control slipping. He pushed harder, using his weight to slide in inch by inch, filling me completely. He whispered encouragements, "That's it, good girl, you're taking me so well."

A scream built in my chest—part pain from the stretch, part overwhelming pleasure—but Dristan kissed me again, deep and fierce, muffling it. There was a sharp pain for a moment, then this deep, full feeling. He was all the way in, his base against me. The fullness was incredible, like he was made for me.

"Oh, God," I sobbed, tears coming not from hurt but from the intense pleasure and sense of being complete. The mate bond pulsed, linking our emotions.

His cock filled me perfectly, stretching my walls to fit him. The mate bond flared, connecting us soul-deep, and I felt his satisfaction mixing with mine. It was like our hearts beat together.

He stayed still at first, letting me get used to it. The feeling of being so full grounded me, focusing all the fire in my body. He stroked my hair, waiting patiently.

"Are you okay, little one?" he asked, forehead against mine, eyes intense. His body trembled with restraint.

I nodded, words failing me because of his size. I could only grind my hips a little instinctively, testing the sensation.

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