Miles

`"What are you doing?" Katrina gasps as Luka nibbles at her throat.

She must be unaware of the power seeping from her. I can feel the tendrils of her dark power, even now, wrapping around me, begging for me to feed it. I could feel small amounts of it before I stepped close to her and pulled her in my arms, but afterward, it was like her power leeched onto me, begging me to let it in, and with each caress of her stomach, her power begged out for more. Luka's right. Katrina's powers are growing, and they're begging to be fed. Whatever seal was on them before has been broken, and now they're ready to come out and play.

"What does it look like I'm doing, Kit-Kat?" Luka asks, his voice an octave lower, taking on a dark and seductive tone.

"I...Ahhh..." She cries out as I dip my finger into her underwear and run the pad of my index finger along her slit, "I don't know." She moans out as I push between her folds.

My free hand I let roam up her body, along her chest and toward the base of her neck, where I grab her and turn her head up so she's looking me in the eye, putting a small amount of pressure behind my squeeze. "We're saiting your hunger, Kitten," I growl out before pulling her into a crushing kiss.

I let the Alpha part of me free as I kissed her, remembering how hot and heavy she became with Beckett commanded her. Our kiss is rough; our teeth clash as I draw her bottom lip into my mouth, scraping my teeth against her smooth flesh. Her arm instinctively hooks around my neck, pulling my mouth tighter against hers as our tongues battle for dominance. I can feel our bodies meld together, her ass desperately grinding against my now hard cock, seeking out what only we, her mates, can give her. With each stroke of our tongues, my finger rubs against her slit, matching the pace. I can already feel the tips of my fingers pruning, and I haven't even dipped them inside her yet.

When Luka steps closer, I feel the rigid outline of his member through the soft fabric of Katrina's jeans, but I don't pull my hand away. We're beyond that point now. I mean, the man has already had my cock in his mouth. The least I can do is let him push against my hand as he steps closer to our mate to bring her even further over the edge. As I adjust my mouth against Katrina's, I look down at her body, smiling against her lips, when I see Luka teasing her nipples through her shirt. He and I seem to be on the same page when it comes to slow foreplay. I want Katrina to be a whimpering mess in my arms before I allow her to cum. I want her to feel like she's starving before I begin to feed her; maybe then, I'll be able to curve the appetite of her succubus.

I pull my lips from Katrina, my cock aching with need when she lets out a small whimper, but I want her to watch what Luka's doing to her. I want her to see what's happening all around her. As my hand releases her neck, I withdraw my other from her pants, causing her to whimper even louder. I shove my leg between hers, ensuring she's unable to rub her thighs together to help ease the ache, while I pull both of her arms behind her back, using one of my hands to bind her. Once I'm sure she's secure, I let my other free hand slide down her panties so I can continue to tease her cunt.

"Look," I growl into her ear, "Watch while Luka teases those perfect little nipples beneath your shirt."

Katrina lets out a low moan as Luka pinches both of her nipples with his thumbs.

"Do you want to feel his skin against yours?" I whisper, making sure my hot, heavy breath fans her neck as I let my finger gently brush against her clit.

"Yes." She begs, nodding frantically.

"What do you think, Luka? Do you think our girl is ready for that yet?" I ask my partner in crime.

Luka reaches up and starts to unbutton her blouse. I hear Katrina's breath quicken in anticipation, her body crying for his touch. Which each button that comes undone, I circle my thumb around her clit, each circle a little firmer than the last. When he comes to the fifth button, the button that sits right atop her cleavage, he stops and pulls his hands away, and I withdraw my finger from her sensitive nub, causing her to groan out in frustration.

"I don't know, Miles. I don't think she's been punished enough yet."

"Punished?" Katrina whines as she tries to push herself against my hand.

"You didn't think we would let you off that easy, darling?" Beckett drawls, walking toward her, having undone his belt, which now swings freely in his hand.

"Let me off for what?" She glares at him defiantly. Some might think she's mad, but I can tell from her breathing and how she's grinding her ass against my cock that she's turned on as hell.

"Why for keeping secrets, Princess." Aphelion states, coming in from the side and licking her neck opposite where my head sits, sending shivers up her body.

"But you kept secrets too." She hisses as Luka nips at her cloth-covered nipples.

"Ah-ah-ah, Princess. There's no need to point fingers. We admit we were wrong, but you withheld information not once but twice from us."

I can feel the temperature of Katrina's body rising at Aphelion's comment. The darkness inside her is angry and wants to be unleashed. She is starving; wanting something only we can give her.

"Do you feel that, Kitten?" I whisper into her ear, wanting her to know exactly what to look for when the darkness tries to crawl out. "Do you feel how hot your body is?"

When she nods in acknowledgment, I let my finger start to play with her clit again, rubbing slow circles along it. "Concentrate on that feeling, memorize it." I whisper, sliding my finger through her slick, "And when you feel it rearing its head again, shove it down." I growl, plunging my finger deep into her channel, causing her to cry.

I pump her body leisurely, wanting to sate the beast within but not wanting to give into its needs completely. The darkness needs to know that it isn't the one doing the controlling. Katrina isn't the darkness. The darkness is a part of her, but it isn't who she is, and once my mate controls this part of her body, she'll learn to accept that.

"As soon as you learn to control her, we will let you come as much as you want, Kit-Kat," Luka states, unbuttoning that fifth button on Katrina's shirt and flicking his tongue against her nipple. "We are going to bring your darkness out over and over again. Once you can push her back in yourself, you'll get your reward. Do you understand Katrina?"

"Yes, Professor." She purrs, sending a zing straight down to my crotch. Fuck, this is hot.

Samael steps up behind Luka, who is now lavishly licking and sucking on Katrina's nipples and grabs ahold of his cock, causing the dear Professor to groan in pleasure. Katrina clenches my finger with her core, showing me how turned on she is by her two mates touching.

"Should we tie you up and have them fuck in front of you while the rest of us touch ourselves," I whisper in her ear, smirking at the gasp that escapes her.

"We can leave you sitting in the corner by yourself as you watch each of us take our pleasure into our own hands and reach peeks that you can only dream of."

I feel her body start to heat again, but this time I withdraw my hand, and Luka releases her nipple, stepping back as he does so, relaxing his body against Samael as Samael continues to pump him.

"Control it Kitten. Call your darkness back into you." I growl commandingly into Katrina's ears.