CHAPTER SEVEN
Anya's POV.
I had woken up, my head heavy, my eyes hurt as I attempted to sit up, and the memories of last night came rushing through, I whimpered a bit as I held on to my head, "What a jackass." I said as I trudged my leg across the floor trying to access the bathroom.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, my hair a bird's nest, disheveled and scattered in every possible direction, "What's the worst to come?" I said, staring at the mirror, my eyebags setting just perfectly on my face, my tears had drowned a perfect line of mascara from my eyes after my little cry party last night.
I hissed as I poured or cold water over my face, shutting it almost immediately, didn't expect it to be this cold, using the moisture on my hands to do every other cleanliness I needed to do on my face, I stared at the mirror, "It didn't happen, it never happened!" I tried to reassure myself as I turned into the bathtub, letting the water mix at my feet, feeling the water as it made its way up my body, my pores opening as the warm waters wove and waded around my skin.
I closed my eyes as my body began a remembrance of its own, I could feel Damian's hand moving into my thigh, my toes curling at the touch, I moaned as my fingers began to retrace the movement, the water rising steadily as it licked at my nipples, I wrapped my hands over my breast as my other flicked at it, bringing back the pleasures of the night, I caught myself as I moaned a bit louder, "This isn't right." I said to myself as I cleaned up as I could, leaving the bathroom.
I walked down the house, moving to the kitchen when I bumped into someone.
"You again?" I asked, trying to hide my agitation after finding out who I had bumped into.
"What happened to me?" He asked as he attempted to hold my hands.
My face flushed scarlet as I noticed his movements, my heart in a flurry of emotions, I really wanted to fall into his arms at the moment.
"You tend to stand in the way of people, is that what you learned to do a lot?" I threw the question jarringly as I sidestepped to avoid him holding me, keeping quite a distance from him.
"That wasn't what I meant." He said, waving his hand frantically seemingly to exonerate himself from whatever accusations I could throw at him.
"You never ever meant anything," I muttered as walked around him, leaving him in his thoughts.
The next few days became very unbearable as they seemed to gang up against me, meeting me at very odd moments, a kiss sending a flurry of emotions through my heart, a hug to show to the house we were okay with our new status quo of being stepmother and stepsons as they took every opportunity to get off be intimate with me.
I walk into my room late in the afternoon, I was tired of my fluctuations, they were driving me crazy, "I'm done with all of this."I said as I placed a bolt on my door, drafting my dress into its appropriate places while waiting for midnight. I had informed everyone not to disturb me, even with the beta's insistence on what would be the issue,
"Is there anything wrong?" He asked, his face a mask of worry, I smiled inwardly.
"I'm tired of your family." I said inwardly, "Nothing is wrong, just need some time off to rest." I replied to him while holding my head with one of my hands.
"If that's what you want, my Luna." He said with a bow, I waved him off as I walked back to my room, I was alright and just needed to leave, I smiled as my things flew into the box I wanted to carry.
Laying on my bed huffing, the clock striking ten, I moved my things out through the lobby, heading outside while avoiding the guards and servants, following my already planned route, "Time to be free of this family." I muttered to myself as I got to the woods some distance away from the house, searching for the highway and getting a car would be the top of my priorities as I wobbled over rocks and large stones.
A few days had been the red moon when that incident had happened, now the moon shone fully in the night sky, its milky light, lighting the way as it turned everything it touched silvery.
I walked for a while, when the sounds of wolves howling came to my ears, "No way." I thought, "I had asked the beta not to let anyone disturb me." I tried to remember as I hastened my footsteps as the howling began to move closer, taking off my clothes in order not to ruin them, I decided to turn wolf and bolt, just in time to see two wolves appear.
The chase began as the wood turned into a maze as I struggled to outrun my pursuers.
"Anya! Wait!" Daemon shouted, I could see him from the corners of my eyes as he overtook his brother and the gaps between the three of us close up.
Turning around to look at the distance between us, I trip into a ditch, tumbling over stones and tree roots, my baggage not faring any better as my clothes lay all sprawled around, I struggle to stand up quickly to see two huge wolves puffing with their nostrils flaring from the chase.
"What do you want?" I asked, still in wolf form, tail between my legs as they trembled, was this fear or submission? I didn't care to know as I stare them into a stand-off, the wolves shine bright silver and black respectively under the moonlight.
"You don't have to do this." I could hear Daemon's voice from the silver wolves as he began to transform to his human form, his back well muscled as he was on all fours, standing up straight, his abs perfectly formed, I almost lost my thought process for a moment, The black wolf condescending as he stared me down.
Damian spoke this time, still in wolf form, "We know you are our mate, you don't have to leave." He said, his voice had a little growl to it.
"You know it's a taboo in our clan for us to bond and mate," I said, hoping it would be enough reason for them to let me go, it was true enough.
"We do love you, Anya." Daemon's seductive voice came floating through the night breeze, my heart thumped hard for a beat.
"Please, don't do this." I pleaded, "Let me go, whatever bond we have can be broken by distance." My head spoke, I knew what my heart needed.
"Neither do you have to do this?" Daemon spoke as he came near me.
"Don't come closer!" I screamed at him.
"Fine, I'll just stay here." He walked to a rock, sitting crosslegged as he spoke, Damian moved some distance, trying to cut out any point I could run off to as he transformed, although they seemed alike, his body seemed more pale under the moonlight.
"We can't let you go, Anya." Damian spoke this time, his voice still cold, although cooler, "We wouldn't want to end up like our father." The word father seemingly choking on him, Daemon sighed.
"A cheating prick of a man who would rather want to cum before he would attend to his family." Damian continued, "We had gone on a ride with our mom when it happened, spears and sword, daggers and bullets swirling, claws scratching and tearing as the rogues attacked us." He sat at the spot he had been standing on, a mossy place, I still remained in wolf form, preparing to bolt at any given chance.
Daemon chipped in, "Mom had tried her best to cover us, how old were we? Seven? Eight?" He sighed.
"She fought like it was her last, and it definitely was her last." Damian continued, "Dad came into the battle, his face stained with sticky gloss, not from sweat cause they smelled too sweet to be, and ordered for Mom to be buried after she had stood her ground to make sure we weren't taken or killed."
"He had no remorse for what he had done." Daemon continued from where he stopped, "Hence our anger toward him."
I listened to them with rapt attention until they were close to me, Daemon's touch melting my fur as I changed into a human, his hands on my cheeks.
"That's why we don't want you to go," Daemon said, placing a kiss on my lips, I hungrily followed after his, clasping mine onto his.
"We don't want to lose another soul we love," Damian added, his hands grabbing me from behind, I nodded slightly, not wanting to take my lips away from Daemon's, we were on that tangle, three naked bodies under the moonlight.
Daemon picked me, placing me on a soft patch of grass, spreading my thigh, letting his mouth fill me, warm as anything that could be warm, I moaned, just as Damian's mouth was on my breasts, pleasure rocking me uncontrollably, grabbing hold of Damian's dick, I let my mouth take it in as he moaned to my touches, taking control over it, he began to thrust in my mouth, his moans filling the air just Daemon slid his full length into me, my body convulsing as he began to thrust, slower strokes, I needed to moan, but Damian's dick was in my mouth, the pleasure mounting, my body began to spasm, leading Daemon to thrust faster as he fucked harder, I could feel my liquid begin to pour out in one fluid moment.
I reared my head backward away from Damian's dick to let out a low scream as pleasure rocked me again, I felt myself orgasm, he didn't stop as he continued to fuck me, my inside turning to jelly he pulled out, my body wanting more only to be filled by Damian's dick, and began to thrust, rocking me way faster than Daemon had, my moans becoming sharper.
Daemon grabbed onto my breast, sucking on to them, my brain unable to process multiple sources of pleasure led to another orgasm.
Damian grabbed me on his body as Daemon mounted me, successfully placing their dick into my vagina, they rocked and thrust, fucked me hard until, I felt hot liquid pour inside and outside me, Daemon rolled off me, letting me roll off Damian, giving me space to lie in-between them, our breathing harsh towards the cold night air. I try to catch my breath as they both wrap me with the coats they had brought, I closed my eyes, listening to the sound of the night, just my lovers and I.