Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

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He tilted his head, the wind blowing through his hair and clothes.

Then he got on all fours and crawled toward me.

Heat rushed to my cheeks the moment he appeared between my legs.

He rose onto his knees again, watching my pussy as though it were something incredibly intriguing to him.

I bit my bottom lip when he took hold of his cock and rubbed the head against my entrance.

He applied enough pressure to part my folds, and his cock began to slide between them.

My back arched, my neck stretched, and my head fell back.

My eyes lifted toward the sky. Clouds had begun to gather above us as well.

Then I felt it.

He pushed the head just a little way inside me, causing me to clutch the grass around me. With another push, he entered me.

I bit my bottom lip, and my entire body convulsed when he started to move inside me.

His shaft felt like an enormous heated rod pushing into me.

It took him some time to push the entire length of his shaft inside me, making me wonder just how big he was.

Finally, our bodies met. I groaned, drawing a deep, heavy breath.

He began to pull out with the same passion and affection, keeping his movements gentle.

Once he had withdrawn, he slowly pushed his cock back inside me, moving with the same gentle pace before giving one firm thrust at the end.

I gasped.

Then I felt his hands close around my wrists. I looked up, and our eyes met.

He nuzzled his masked face into my neck and increased his pace.

This time, his cock felt like a blade driving deep inside me.

With every thrust, I felt my pussy growing hungrier.

My body moved beneath him, my boobs bouncing on my chest with each motion.

He lifted his head and watched it all, his eyes lingering on my boobs.

I wondered if, at any point, he wanted to take off his mask so he could suck my nipples.

But I knew he had been mid-transition when he was fighting.

His tail was gone now, and he was entirely in his human form.

So why the heck wasn’t he taking his mask off?

In the middle of it all, he grabbed my boob and squeezed it roughly.

His thrusts quickened until I could barely breathe.

At the same time, I reached for his mask. However, he immediately let go of my breast, caught my hand, and pinned both of my wrists above my head.

He lowered his masked face toward mine, pressing his forehead against mine.

He was breathing so heavily behind the mask that the heat of it made my body grow even hotter.

"Oh, mate," I whispered before a moan escaped me.

Little sounds continued to slip past my lips as I felt his cock begin to swell inside me.

I heard him grunt when my pussy immediately clenched around his cock, creating resistance.

We both held our breath as our bodies seemed to lock together.

My pussy tightened around his swollen cock with so much pressure that my toes curled and my knees began to shake. My body convulsed.

His breathing grew louder too.

My eyes rolled back, and I arched my back, biting my bottom lip until I tasted the metallic taste of blood.

Then he forced his cock free, only to drive it back inside with one final thrust.

It was so hard and brutal, yet so fucking satisfying, that a scream tore from my mouth.

I screamed louder and louder until my voice slowly crumbled into nothing.

My body began to relax. He pulled his cock out once he had emptied himself inside me.

Now he was just holding my hands above my head.

His forehead pressed against mine once again, and we simply breathed together. My body had relaxed so much.

"I want to be with you," I uttered, not knowing what this place was, who he was, or why a masked man was my mate.

Why did he call himself the Fox King? He was definitely stronger than anyone I had ever encountered, even the Alpha Kings.

Then who was he?

He remained silent until he suddenly turned his head to the side.

"They are coming," he whispered from behind the mask.

"Who?" I asked.

He looked back at me, and I noticed his eyes beginning to water.

"Go, get back in the cab, and get dressed. They are coming," he warned again.

I frowned as he suddenly pulled away. I realized he had already zipped up his pants while he was on top of me.

"No, wait," I protested, but he was already preparing to leave.

I could have gone after him, run up to him, stopped him. But I didn’t.

The way he reacted to someone coming, his eyes turning watery, made it feel like he was hiding from someone.

Like he was afraid of people finding out he was here.

That would explain why he was covered from head to toe, his face hidden behind a mask.

So I let him walk away. But I kept watching until he disappeared.

Then I quickly got to my feet. I grabbed my bra and put it on before reaching for my panties.

That was when I saw the blood between my legs.

And it struck me.

I had finally lost my virginity.

I didn’t know why, but it felt so good. Like I had done the right thing with the right person.

I smiled to myself before grabbing my panties and running out of the woods toward the cab.

I opened the back door, climbed inside, and reached into my bag for the wipes to clean myself up.

Then I put on my pants as I heard a car approaching in the distance.

I quickly slipped on a white shirt, buttoned it up, and moved toward the road.

When I saw the car approaching with its headlights on, I began waving my arms.

"Help!" I screamed, trying to get the driver’s attention.

The car stopped abruptly when I was just a few feet away from it.

I lowered my hands and watched as the door opened and someone stepped out.

The tall, broad man could fool no one. No one needed to look twice.

It was none other than Alpha King Ragnar.