As the brothers take turns using you in this unholy manner, their hands dig into your skin, leaving bruises and marks all over your body. They grind against you roughly, their hot bodies sliding against yours as they claim what is theirs. The pain only serves to heighten the pleasure for them, as they can feel themselves getting closer to release with each thrust.

You can barely register anything beyond the pounding in your head and the burning ache between your legs.

Gunther grins wickedly as he feels another orgasm approaching. He wants to make sure his little mate knows who he belongs to now that he's been bred full of their cum. With a final hard thrust, he buries himself deep inside you and holds himself there, growling his possessiveness into your ear. His thick seed coats your insides, marking you as Gunther's property. As his climax begins to subside, he releases one of your hips, letting you slump bonelessly on the bed.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Rider says with concern as he notices your discomfort. "We can always find another place to go on our walks if this spot isn't agreeing with you." The brothers exchange glances again, clearly concerned for your well-being. As they continue their walk through the forest, they keep an eye out for a more suitable location where everyone might be able to enjoy themselves without issue.

Rider looks at you with understanding and sympathy in his eyes before nodding slowly. "Of course, Dan. We'll take it easy today and find a more comfortable spot for everyone." He glances over at Gunther and Simon, who both nod in agreement as they continue to follow the trail through the woods.

As they walk, Rider carries you gently in his arms, making sure not to jostle you too much. The other two brothers stay close by, keeping an eye out for any potential hazards or disturbances.

As the night wears on, the brothers take turns claiming you again and again, their lust seemingly endless. Each time they fill you with their seed, it brings them closer to accepting your presence as part of their pack. The full moon shines brightly through the window, casting an ethereal glow over the naked bodies entwined on the bed, obscuring the line between man and beast.

Rider leans down to kiss your neck, his lips soft against your skin. "You're perfect for us, Poppy,"

Rider smiles warmly down at you as he hears your confession, his grip on your hip tightening reassuringly. "We love you too, Poppy," he whispers before leaning in to capture your lips with his own, their tongues tangling hungrily as they share a deep, passionate kiss.

As the sun begins to rise, casting its golden light across the room and chasing away the last vestiges of darkness, you feel contentment wash over you like a warm blanket.

Your parents immediately rush to the 7-Eleven and pick you up, hugging you tightly as they drive you home. You're glad to be back in familiar surroundings and reunited with your family. As you relax on the couch, your mother asks if there's anything she can do to help you feel better, but all you really want is some time alone.

Later that night, as you lie awake in bed, images of Rider and his brothers flash through your mind. You shiver at the memory of their strong hands and sharp teeth. But then you think about how brave you were, how you fought back and escaped. Maybe being their breeding stock wouldn't have been so bad...if only they had treated you better.

You fall asleep with a contented smile on your face, finally able to rest easy knowing that Rider and his brothers are gone from your life for good. Your sweet little baby girl continues to grow and thrive inside you, safe and sound in her cozy new home. And while part of you wonders what could have been if things had turned out differently, another part is grateful for the strength and determination that helped you survive such a terrifying ordeal.

Rider glances at Simon and then Gunther, his expression darkening further. "We should make him more comfortable," he says through gritted teeth. "Unchain him." Simon nods in agreement while Gunther hesitates for a moment before finally doing so as well. As the chains fall away, your ankle throbs with pain from where they were tightened too much. You rub it gingerly as you stand up, swaying slightly.

"Thank you," you manage to say through clenched teeth. "

"Don't thank us," Rider says coldly. "You're still ours." He steps closer to you, his eyes boring into yours as he grins maliciously. Simon and Gunther exchange knowing looks before they too close in, surrounding you once more like a predatory circle.

As the tension rises again, your heart races and your breath comes faster. What are they planning now?