Page 59 of Psycho Shifters
When Ascher said “princess,” Jax roared loudly and jerked into Cobra.
Princess. Fuck my life.
Ascher’s golden eyes danced with heat, and from his smirk, I realized he’d known I was standing there the entire time.
My mouth dropped open in shock, and instantly, my face caught fire. The implication of everything Ascher had said hit me like a hammer. He had been talking to me, not Cobra.
Suddenly, I felt like the spider fae was pinning me to the ground. Ascher and Jax turned to me at the same time.
Three sets of eyes speared me where I stood.
Ascher’s thick white cum covered his hand and thighs, and he smirked at me evilly. His large tattooed dick bobbed against his ripped stomach.
Jax slowly pulled out of Cobra, watching me with an unidentifiable expression on his face.
I stared at Jax’s dick in shock. It was dripping cum and pierced with gold bars. Piercings traveled all the way down, including along his alpha knot. Holy shit, the betas should be gossiping about that.
As the three alphas stared at me expectantly, the crushing weight became heavier.
Pheromones and the scent of sex filled my nose, and I struggled to make sense of everything that had just happened.
Ascher had insinuated Jax was going to fuck me…hard. I didn’t know how to feel. My breathing became erratic, and panic clouded my brain because no one could ever see my body. My scars.
It was probably wasteful to use the numb and not save it for battle, but it was an emergency.
As terror overwhelmed me, I let my brain click. Instantly, all emotions left me and I became indifferent to the situation.
The numb had recharged. I flipped the switch in my brain, and all my emotions poofed away.
You’re an apical alpha. Assert yourself.
“Very dramatic.” I stalked forward into the room.
Ascher, for once, had nothing to say. He raised his eyebrows, clearly surprised I hadn’t run screaming. Even Cobra and Jax watched me with shock.
None of the men knew what to do with my cool indifference. Look them in the eye. Do not look away.
I grabbed a pair of sweats from my dresser and a clean towel from on top of Jax’s dresser. “I’m going to take a long bath.”
The numb said to look them in the eye, and I listened, mostly.
My eyes trailed downward against my will, and I wondered how men could be built so large. Three massive cocks with swollen knots bobbed in my vicinity. If I weren’t numb, I probably would have passed out.
Good thing I was numb.
Openly, I stared at the gold piercings on Jax’s cock. The heavy gold metal was pierced through the tip, and there were bars all the way down the underside. The bars were massive at the bottom to fit through his knot.
His dick was so big I almost started to laugh. It was already impossibly thick, and the swollen knot at the base made its girth monstrous. It was physically unfeasible that would ever fit inside me. Cobra was worried for no reason.
With one last casual sweep of the room and the naked male figures on display, I walked into the bathroom and locked the door.
The huge tub was wide enough to fit ten shifters and bubbled with warm water. I dumped a bag of salts labeled “Relaxing” into the tub and climbed in.
I deserved to be pampered.
After soaking in the tub for an extended period of time, I dried off in Jax’s massive towel. The towel was so large that it dragged on the floor when I tied it around my chest.
Brushing out my long hair, I stared indifferently at my face in the mirror.