Blue continued his task without complaint, his eyes darting up to Lofgren time and again to ensure the alpha's pleasure. As Lofgren did not stop him or push him away, Blue assumed he was performing adequately and decided that he would continue until Lofgren said otherwise. He felt Alden brush against him as the smaller wolf pulled Lofgren into a kiss. The action seemed strange to him at first, but Blue had yet to see any females in Lofgren's pack, so perhaps it would make sense if the lustful group of animalistic men fucked one another on a regular basis when there were no humans around to kidnap. Had Lofgren and Alden fucked before, Blue wondered, were Alden's actions reflective of some kind of submission to Lofgren that Blue didn't have the tools to analyze or understand? The facts didn't matter. Blue was literally sucking dick to save his life, and he would continue to do so until he was instructed otherwise, musings be damned.<br/><br/>When Alden slipped his fingers inside of Blue's sore anus, the young man couldn't help but hum appreciatively against Lofgren's cock. There was something pleasant about the pain that Blue hadn't been expecting, and he wondered for a moment of Alden planned on penetrating him while his mouth worked Lofgren. If that had been Alden's intention, Blue could have accepted that quietly. He had already been raped over a dozen times in less than two? three days? Blue couldn't be sure what time or day it was. He wondered if his mom and dad had started to worry about him yet, if his sisters had called his phone and discovered it to be dead. If anyone had seen his car hidden on the side of the road leading up to the campsites and poked around, looking for clues as to its owner's whereabouts. Was anyone searching for him? Did anyone care?<br/><br/>Blue was pulled away from his worried thoughts as Lofgren moved onto the bed. Alden, manipulating Blue's body as if he were a doll, placed him delicately on top of Lofgren, having him straddle the wolf. When Blue didn't immediately position himself correctly over Lofgren's throbbing arousal, Alden pinched his tender flesh to get him moving. Blue hissed in response but did as he was bid, aligning his hips just right so that Lofgren could thrust up into his worn out hole. Blue groaned and panted wildly as Lofgren fucked him for the second time. This insertion wasn't as painful as the first, although Blue's body ached to be given a reprieve from the constant raw sex. Everything felt bruised and uncomfortable, fissures kept getting torn over and over, allowing little drops of blood to leak from him every time his hole was breached.<br/><br/>Alden kept moving around the strangely. He could feel the wolf behind him but couldn't see what exactly he was doing, sticking his face and fingers in places Blue didn't think they belonged. He hissed when Alden slipped fingers inside of him again, his anus only just having adjusted to Lofgren's thick cock and unwilling to stretch out much more.<br/><br/>Like Lofgren, Blue wasn't sure what precisely Alden was doing, but whatever it was, he wasn't as excited about the results as Lofgren seemed to be. It felt to Blue as if Alden was trying to stretch his anus past its limits, like an elastic band on the verge of snapping from constant tension. When Lofgren slowed his pelvic assault on Blue's backside, it gave Blue enough time to settle his head and feel Alden positioning himself behind him.<br/><br/><i>“You can't expect we'll both fit. We're going to rip him apart.” </i><br/><br/>"Wait!" Blue gasped, realizing too late what Alden had planned for him. The wolf he had placed his trust in, the one rapist who seemed to be somewhat decent, who coddled Blue and treated him like something precious and worth protecting, was doing something not even Lofgren had forced upon him. Alden placed his weight on Blue's back, pressing kisses along his body and speaking to him in soothing, dulcet tone.<br/><br/>"You can't," Blue cried, tears already springing at the corners of his eyes. He tried to wriggle out from between them but Lofgren was still gently fucking him and Alden was holding his body down against Lofgren's broad chest. Blue, still weak, was unable to do anything more than shift his body slightly, something Alden immediately corrected as he continued to whisper sweet nothings against Blue's skin.<br/><br/>Stretching Blue out was even worse than when Lofgren had fucked him mercilessly in the woods, and Alden dragged it out for as long as he possibly could. Blue screamed, even louder than he had when Garlan had come so close to crushing his balls. He clawed at the bed, clutching the sheets until his knuckles turned white as Alden forced his way deeper and deeper inside with no lubrication and barely any preparation. Every tear in Blue's backside ripped even wider and new ones formed as the head of Alden's penis finally broke through Blue's damaged, bleeding sphincter.<br/><br/>For a short moment, the excruciating pain was gone, and all that was left was a dull, exhausting ache as Alden and Lofgren seemed to adjust to the tightness, waiting for Blue's body to accept the two firm cocks vying for limited space. Blue, knowing that there was only this tiny moment of solace before the two men began thrusting, placed his head down against Lofgren's hairy chest and buried himself into the man's skin. He cried heaving, cracking sobs that couldn't seem to stop, no matter how many times he attempted to cut the sounds off at his throat. Everything was flowing through him now in a torrential downpour of emotion. Blue had never felt so utterly broken. He was trapped here, probably until he died or they finally grew tired of him and killed him. Every day, it was to be this. Wake up, get fucked. Drink some water, get fucked. Eat a cracker, and when finished, get fucked by two, five, nine guys all in a row and lie there, take it, don't move, stay still and let them violate you, let them take everything from you. Your dignity, your happiness, your sanity, your life. They will take it from you without hesitation because you are nothing to them but a pretty, warm bag of flesh. That is all you are and all you ever will be.<br/><br/>Lofgren had started this. Lofgren had taken him, raped him, beaten him, tortured him. But as Alden shifted behind Blue and the ragged fucking began, Blue realized that Lofgren wasn't the worst like he had initially thought.<br/><br/><i>Alden was</i>.<br/><br/>A deceiver, a manipulator. He had tricked Blue into briefly thinking that there was something, anything redeemable about a werewolf. But Blue knew better now. All werewolves were monsters. All werewolves were liars, rapists, murderers, all of them deserved to die slow, agonizing deaths. They were a scourge upon the earth and as the pain spread all throughout Blue's body, making him wish he were dead, he wished even more fervently that he could take every single werewolf in existence down with him.