"No," she protested weakly, her body flush against Nick's, his arm wrapped around her waist like a shackle. "I'm not… I'm not yours—"
Nick's hand gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Oh, you are," his voice a growl. "Your scent… your heartbeat… they all tell a different story."
Her pulse thundered. Her knees went weak. Damn it, what was happening to her? She *should* be scared out of her mind... so why was part of her... *excited*?
Blue moved in close, his hand gliding up her thigh with a slow, teasing pressure. "You're soaked already." His voice dropped to a dark whisper. "We can *smell* it."
Red Rose gasped, her hips twitching forward instinctively. She hated how her body betrayed her—how the heat between her legs pulsed at their every touch.
Sunny finally stepped closer, cupping the side of her face with quiet devotion. "*Let go,*" he murmured. "*Just once… let us take care of you.*"
And then Victor kissed her—hard and deep—claiming her mouth before she could protest.
The world spun.
She was falling.
And she didn't want to stop.
As Victor deepened the kiss, Red Rose felt the last bit of resistance in her crumble. Her hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer.
Nick's fingers brushed her hip, possessive, before slipping under her shirt. He traced the curve of her waist, igniting sparks of heat in their wake.
Blue leaned against a nearby wall, watching with a predatory grin. "I knew you'd cave."*
Victor finally broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to meet her gaze. "You're ours," he repeated, the words a growl against her lips.
Before she could react, Nick pulled her shirt over head, baring her. The cool air hit her skin, pebbling her skin with goosebumps.
"Beautiful," Nick murmured, his gaze roving her body like a starving man. "*Our* mate."
He caught her thighs, lifting her up with ease. Red Rose gasped, her legs wrapping around his waist automatically. He carried her through a nearby door, past Blue (who was still leaned against the wall, his gaze darkened with desire) and into the darkened room beyond.
The room was dimly lit, casting shadows across the bare walls. Nick set her down, but continued to cage her between his body and a wall.
Red Rose panted, her breathing coming in short bursts. She was bare now, the cool air a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Nick.
He leaned in, his lips skimming her neck. His teeth grazed her pulse point, a silent warning. "You're *ours,*" he repeated, nipping her skin. "This body… this scent… *mine*."
He reached up, tracing her collarbone with a rough thumb. "You feel that?" he murmured, voice low and dangerous. "That pull? That heat in your blood?"
Red Rose shivered, nodding despite herself.
Nick grinned. "*Good.*"
And then his hands were everywhere—tearing at his own clothes before claiming her again, skin against skin.
She gasped as the heat of him crashed over her like a wave.
There was no turning back now.
His body pressed her into the wall, hard and unrelenting. Every inch of him burned with need. Red Rose arched against him, her nails scraping down his back as he pinned her hips in place.
"Say it," Nick growled between kisses, nipping at her jaw. "Say you're mine."
She hesitated—just a second—before breathless words spilled out: "*Yours... I'm yours.*"
A feral grin split his face. "*Good girl.*"
And then he claimed her completely—no more words, no more resistance—just heat, hunger, and the undeniable truth:
She belonged to them now.
Nick devoured her, his hands gripping her thighs so tightly there'd be bruises later. Each kiss, each gasp, felt like a claim—a brand—sealing her fate.
And then Blue appeared just behind him, his gaze heated with hunger. "My turn."
Nick pulled back, breath ragged. "*Back off, pup.*"
But Blue just grinned, stepping closer. "Don't be greedy." He reached out, fingertips grazing her hip. "...I want a taste too."
Before the tension could snap, Victor's voice cut through like steel.
"*Enough.*"
He stood in the doorway—calm, commanding. His gaze swept over them: Nick with his hands still on her, Blue ready to pounce.
"We claim her together," Victor said. "Or not at all."
Nick growled low—but didn't move.
Then Sunny stepped in behind Red Rose, his chest brushing her bare back. His voice was soft... but unyielding.
"*We've waited too long…*"
Red Rose trembled—caught between desire and fear—as four pairs of golden eyes locked onto hers.
And she knew… This wasn't just about one Alpha. It never was.
Red Rose's breath hitched as the reality settled over her. Four alphas—four powerful, possessive men—each claiming her as theirs. And somehow, impossibly… she *wanted* it.
Victor stepped forward first, his voice quiet but commanding. "No more fighting. No more denial."
Sunny pressed against her back, one hand gently cupping the side of her face. His touch was softer than the others—but just as possessive.
Then Blue moved in beside Nick, their bodies close like they were already reading each other's minds.
She felt surrounded… claimed…
Nick's fingers trailed down her arm until their hands linked together—his grip firm and unbreakable.
"*Together,*" he murmured—the word heavy with meaning.
And Red Rose closed her eyes…
Ready to surrender—not to one Alpha…
But all four of them.
The air crackled with tension as the four alphas closed in. Victor reached first—his hand sliding into her hair, tilting her head back with gentle authority. "You're ours," he whispered again, but this time it wasn't a threat—it was a vow.
Nick kissed her shoulder, teeth grazing the soft skin. "Every inch of you."
Blue smirked, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. "And we're gonna *worship* each one."
Then Sunny stepped fully behind her—his bare chest against her back—his hands gliding over her hips as he pulled her into him.
Red Rose trembled… not from fear now—but from need so deep it felt like falling.
Victor captured her lips in a deep kiss—claiming and slow—while Nick's hands roamed lower, teasing the inside of her thighs.
She moaned into Victor's mouth just as Blue knelt before them…
And Red Rose realized—
This was only the beginning of what they'd do to make *her* theirs.*
Blue looked up at her through his lashes, his eyes dark and full of promise. "We've been waiting so long to touch you," he murmured.
Sunny nipped the sensitive skin behind her ear, a low growl. "To taste you."
Nick's hands still lingered at her thighs, teasing just far enough to taunt her. He leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "To *claim* you."
She gasped as Blue's lips traced a trail down her thigh, teeth grazing the sensitive skin.
Victor pulled back, giving her just enough space to gasp for breath—and then his mouth was on her neck, his teeth nipping with a dangerous edge.
Nick's hands shifted, moving impossibly higher now—his touch igniting sparks of fire in their wake.
And then Sunny leaned in—his low voice a heated promise in her ear. "You'll be ours *completely*, Red Rose."
Blue reached her core—finally—and his tongue traced the soaked heat with one slow, deliberate stroke. Red Rose cried out, her back arching into Sunny's chest as he held her steady.
Victor claimed her mouth again, silencing the moans spilling from her lips. His kiss was rough, possessive—like he already owned every sound she made.
Nick bit down gently on the curve of her shoulder. "Told you," he growled against her skin. "*You're ours.*"
Blue's touches continued—taunting and slow, building the heat between her thighs until it felt like an inferno. Red Rose gasped, her body trembling.
"I need—"
The word was torn from her—part demand, part plea.
Nick growled, his teeth scraping down her neck. "Tell us what you need, Red. And you *know* we'll give it to you."