30. Aspyn
Chapter thirty
Aspyn
A spyn Aged 19
They bundle me up into a car and drive. I’m too tired and cold to care anymore. The heater from the car lulls me into a half wake and half sleeping state. The guy with all the tattoos has an arm around me and is holding me to his chest.
When we stop, I find we’re in an unfamiliar town.
“Where are we?”
“Black Valley. We’re on the other side of the island.”
I nod my head, not really caring. I have to get out now, into the cold, and I don’t want to, but, all of a sudden, a rectangle of light opens.
A woman stands in the box like a Valkyrie.
“What the fuck do you shit heads want?”
“Aww, don’t be like that, Natty!”
She snorts as the blue-haired guy who I think is named Shale climbs out of the car. The blond follows. Shale called him Keagan.
Which means the one holding me must be Beau.
He lifts me easily and climbs out of the car.
Nat cuts off what she’s saying and moves to me where she quickly assesses me with a practiced eye.
“Bring her inside.”
The rain is falling and thunder cracks. It’s so sudden, so quick. I let out a terrified scream and struggle in Beau’s arms. He holds me tighter.
“Nothing is going to hurt you while I’m here, Omega. I promise. I won’t let anything touch you.”
I shiver, but there’s such violent promise in his voice that I can’t help but believe him.
“Promise?” I ask.
He smiles. “Cross my heart and hope to die.”
P resent Day
My alphas are taking me on two at a time. It’s all very systematic, and I don’t like it.
Ezy and Beau come to me when next I wake. I snarl at them, but Beau just slaps my ass and then squeezes it.
My alphas move in, and Ezy runs his nose along my side, inhaling my scent and letting out a rumbling purr that leaves me feeling weak.
“I want to feel how wet you are, Cher, so get up on your hands and knees.”
I let out another snarl, but he slaps my cunt this time. The wet squelch is all the evidence he needs that I am soaked and ready for him. The slap was unnecessary. I howl and whirl on him, but he grabs my ankles and drags my legs apart, staring at my glistening pussy like it’s his next banquet.
“Oh, yeah, that’s what I like. Look at all the slick, Ezy. She’s going to be really easy to slip into. Little omega loves a fat cock, don’t you, Aspyn?”
I let out a whine, but the truth is my pussy is fluttering, pulsing with the need to have more cock shoved into me. I need those knots. I’m almost incoherent.
When Ezy leans down, I wrap an arm around the back of his neck and pull him down to me, licking that delicious red grapefruit scent off his skin.
The ginger of Beau’s scent burns my nose slightly, but when he strokes a finger over my clit, I almost forget about how good the alphas smell.
I writhe on the bed.
“Please, please. I need it.”
“You are so pretty, Omega, can you see how much the alphas want you? Erect cocks and not a limp dick in sight.”
I growl and grab his hand, dragging it to my pussy. He obeys and inserts his fingers, fucking me with them as I let out a frustrated moan.
“Do you have words, Omega?”
“Give it to me.”
“Give what?”
“Your limp dick!” I snarl.
Beau bursts out laughing, flops down on his stomach, and buries his face in my pussy.
I scream, coming instantly, but he doesn’t stop, he just keeps going, wringing more and more from me.
Ezy lays down beside me and then wiggles down, taking my breast in his mouth, sucking hard enough that I arch off the bed, trying to press even more of myself into that tumultuous heat.
I cradle his head, pulling him against me. He draws his teeth over my nipple at the same time Beau sucks on my clit, and I scream as another orgasm rips through me.
“I love the screaming,” Ezy growls. “I want to make you do that.”
Ezy sits up and straddles my chest, grabbing my tits together around his hard, thick cock. He strums my nipples with his thumbs and squeezes and molds me around him.
I arch up, writhing and rolling against the both of them. I can’t think. I can’t do anything. All I can do is exist and come over and over again.
Beau sits up, and Ezy climbs off me. I’m flipped onto my stomach with pillows shoved under my hips. A hand cracks down, but the pain is just more pleasure. I lean back, presenting myself for another.
Beau purrs as he strokes his cock through my slick.
“So wet. Are you ready?”
I let out an incoherent growl. The tip of his cock slips up and pushes against another ring of sensitive flesh.
I squeeze my eyes closed and yelp, but it’s too late. He slips in, inch by inch, steadily pushing me apart with his hard as steel cock. I groan and try to move, but he’s got an iron hold on my hips.
“So good! It feels so good, Beau, please!”
Ezy moves in front of me and peers down. “You said you needed a knot.”
My eyes widen. Yes!
I reach for him, taking his cock into my mouth as deep as I can. This time, Ezy is relentless. He fucks my face, hard and fast, exactly like I need.
And Beau laughs as he slides in and out of my ass. When Ezy lets out a grunt and starts to swell, Beau leans over me, putting his lips against my ear, his cock so deep inside me I think I’ll feel it for a year.
“I’ve always wanted to knot this ass of yours.”
Did he really just say that? My mind scatters into a million pieces. My mouth waters, slick runs down my inner thighs.
“Moan once for yes. Silence for no,” Beau murmurs.
I pause, thinking, but the omega in me needs more, needs the knots, wherever they are.
I let out that single moan.
Beau growls and lifts off me. In seconds, he starts slamming into me, forcing me down further onto Ezy’s impossibly huge cock. I hear Beau shout, and he thrusts in harder and harder until he forces his knot inside me. It burns for a minute, but then it feels so damn good. I’m so close, so freaking close.
He reaches under me and strokes my clit. I howl on Ezy’s cock; the alpha grips my head, cursing up a storm as I squirt slick out of me, my ass gripping my alpha in an impossible grip. I’m knotted at both ends, and I love it.
“Shit,” Beau murmurs in a daze.
Ezy is breathing hard, but my eyes are watering, and the aching need is rising again.
S hale grips my hair and shoves my face into the bed. I laugh evilly as he feeds my hungry cunt his cock.
“You’re going to behave yourself, Omega, or I’m going to punish you so fucking good they will send people out to check on you.”
I grunt and bite the mattress. It tastes of the pack. I groan and thrust back against him. The room stinks of sex, and I want more. I am insatiable.
“Kelly, I want you to bond her.”
“No, we can wait-”
Bonds? Yes! I thrust back against Shale, fucking him even as he attempts to hold me still.
“Was I asking, Alpha?” Shale growls. “I know what my omega needs. She is feeling insecure and uneasy, she’s not truly relaxing. So put your teeth in her skin and give her the bond.”
Beau shoves Gael towards me. I watch him with a predatory hunger.
“Gael first.”
Shale fucks me hard and fast. “Fine. Do it.”
Gael makes as if to protest, but he’s close enough that when his hand swings out, I bite it hard. Gael curses and waits while I lick and suckle the damaged skin, then he moves my hair to the side and bites down on the join of my shoulder and neck.
The connection is instant, and it does settle something inside me.
I fix my eyes on Kelly, watching him intently. If he doesn’t give it to me, I’ll take it.
Shale pulls out, rolls me over, and pins me there. “Kelly, do not make me make you.”
Kelly glares at Shale, but then he moves towards me, crawling up the bed. His heavy cock leaves trails of pre-cum up my leg when it touches me. I spread my legs wide, ready for him.
He settles on my hips and rocks against me. The fire blazes higher, but he just stares into my eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers.
“I’m not.” Shale growls and pulls his arm out from under him.
Kelly collapses on me, and I sink my teeth deep, following instinct. He gasps and sinks into me. His cock flexes, his ass tightens under my hands, but I ignore that as his teeth find my upper arm and sink deep.
I growl into his skin, refusing to let go, and milk his cock. He’s never getting free again. He’s never walking away from me again.
The connection between the seven of us flares to life and then vanishes.
I can feel what they feel for me.
I’m not losing any of them.
They are all mine.
I roll my hips and lift my face to his, kissing him, tasting my blood and his on our lips. Over and over, I kiss him as he slowly unravels, as he loses control and makes me his omega.
And I show him that I’m made to take all of him.
When I’m knotted, Shale strokes my face and kisses my forehead.
“Time for you to stop fighting this now, Omega. Surrender to the heat and know that we will take care of you.”
I didn’t realise I was fighting it.
But as I lay there, the heat burns brighter, hotter, the scents of green apple and tequila mix with agave syrup, blood orange, red grapefruit, ginger, and night-blooming jasmine. It smells right now; it smells safe.
I surrender to the heat and let it drag me down. My pack will take care of me now.