38. Hannah
Hannah
I have no idea what I've gotten myself into.
The more time I spend with my alphas, the more I feel like my old self.
The person I was before constant rejection whittled me down to a lump of insecurities and self-doubt.
I had felt like I was walking on air when Austin told me he loves me, and then Noah took some of the filling… I just couldn't resist.
As I've said, Noah makes me want to be a brat.
I want him to chase me. I want him to be so overcome with desire and need for me that he has no choice but to chase me down and take what he wants.
Maybe Austin can join in? We haven't done anything with more than two of us yet, and it's hot as hell to imagine Austin stroking his hard cock while watching his brother take me.
When Noah heard about mine and Charlie's little beach adventure where he chased me down, his eyes lit up and he told me he's always wanted to do something like that. So here I am, making it happen.
What can I say? I'm a giver.
My feet pound on the floor as I race out of the kitchen and run through the living room.
Thinking it might be a good move to grab the blanket hanging off the back of the couch, I snag it, wrapping it around my shoulders as I run to the sliding glass door and throw it open.
I'm getting flour and filling all over it, but it'll need to be washed after this anyway.
The sun is low, almost completely set, and Charlie and Enzo should be home soon.
The thought of them finding us in the middle of our little game spurs me on, my bare feet landing in the grass of the backyard as I sprint forward.
I'm also pretty glad we don't have any close neighbors right about now.
My breathing picks up as I look around the backyard, trying to find somewhere to hide. I have no plan here. There's a small casita, a gazebo, a little garden, and a ridiculous water fountain.
I could hide behind that.
"Where do you think you're going, princess?
" I hear Noah's voice call from inside the house.
He's giving me a head start. His words send a shiver through me.
It's around fifty-five degrees, which isn't all that cold, but for a native California girl in nothing but her birthday suit and a couch blanket, it's a little chilly.
Slick and Austin's release still drips down my thighs as I dive behind the fountain, avoiding the hardness of the stepping stones that are inlaid throughout the grass.
Something primal is stirring within me, a need to evade.
To make our alpha prove that he deserves us.
My heart is pounding in my chest, the adrenaline surging through my body as I wait to see if my alpha will find me.
The sound of the sliding door closing makes my stomach swoop, and then I hear footsteps.
"Oh, princess…" Noah calls out, his voice taunting. "Where are you hiding, you sly little thing?"
My omega sits on edge, willing to play the prey to her alphas predator. At the first sign of him, I'll flee.
The grass softens his footsteps, so I don't know when he'll pop up.
"Little omega, where did you go?" He croons, and I involuntarily shiver. His voice comes just from the other side of the fountain, so I make a break for it.
Surging to my feet, I take off towards the little garden, and Noah lets out a little laugh behind me. My feet sink in the grass, and when I turn my head to see where he is, I let out a little startled yelp when I see he's right behind me.
He gives me a feral grin, and I turn to face forward again, redoubling my efforts as I break away and head into the little garden. My lungs burn with exertion, but as I dart around a bush, I turn suddenly, stopping as the rectangular obstacle separates me from my mate.
I look at my alpha then, his pupils blown wide with the need to chase. His cheeks pink with exertion and his chest heaving from running. His eyes track me with predatory intent, and I lick my lips, drawing his attention.
We do a little dance, him lunging to one side, and me, darting the opposite direction before switching.
"You're mine, Hannah," Noah growls. "Running won't change that."
"I know it won't and I don't want it to." I pant, darting to one side again. He follows. "I do, however, want you to catch me."
With that, I turn on my heel and take off towards the gazebo.
The blanket catches on a rosebush and snags, so I Ieave it behind.
I only make it halfway before I'm tackled to the floor, the grass and Noah's careful handling cushioning my fall.
"Caught you," he growls in my ear. "Now tell me, did you let me eat cream cheese filling mixed with my brothers cum? "
"What if I did?" I challenge. "What would you do?"
"I would make sure my brat got taught a lesson," he says darkly, "but Austin told me you were just being a little prankster. That on its own deserves its own punishment, don't you think?"
I swallow, my face pressing into the grass and the weight of his body on mine sending a thrill straight to my pussy. "Yes. Yes, I think it does."
He lets out a dark chuckle, sending a shiver down my spine. "Safe word?"
"Um…" my heart is still pounding, my body not sure what to do now that I've been caught. I quickly remember the safe word Enzo and I came up with after our little office sexcapade. "Sloth."
I'm terrified of them. Nightmare beasts. With their long fingers and how damn slow they are. Ugh.
"Good." He says, before grabbing my waist and flipping me over so I'm on my back underneath him.
Every blade of grass brushing against my body is like a small caress, lighting every nerve ending up bright.
"So no matter how much you beg, or scream, or try to get away, I will not stop unless I hear that word. Understand?"
Wordlessly, I nod, before trying to turn back onto my stomach to try to get away. I don't want to get away, but I'm still running high off my prey instincts, my omega urging me to claw and fight my way free.
He subdues me easily, his hands coming up to pin my wrists on either side of my head and his hips pinning mine.
"Nuh, uh, uh," he taunts as I try to snap my legs closed, but he drives a knee between them, keeping them open, and I suppress a moan at the soft fabric of his pants brushing against my bare pussy.
His pants are going to be a mess after this.
When Noah keeps my wrists above my head with one hand and uses the other to shimmy his pants down, it's too easy for him to fully seat himself in me in one thrust. This time, I don't hold back my moan, even as I wiggle in his hold.
"You're mine, " he growls, licking a stripe up my neck before biting down.
Not hard enough to break the skin and form a bond, but enough that my omega submits, my body going lax at the pressure.
She gives in. She's done fighting, and so am I.
"Fucking. Mine," he groans, grasping my throat with his free hand while he releases my hands above my head. His hand around my neck never hurts. It's a sign of possession. Of ownership. And I fucking love it.
"Shit, all yours alpha," I groan, my hips moving slightly with his.
"Mine, and my brother's" he rumbles, putting his thumb on my jaw and pressing so I turn my head to the side.
That's when I spot Austin, sitting in one of the chairs under the gazebo.
He found his pants after our rut in the kitchen, but they're pushed down now, his hand grasping his hard-again cock.
His deep brown eyes burn with pure want, and they rove my naked body as Noah takes me, thrusting into me again, and again, and again.
Shit, I was right. That is hot as hell.
"Do you want my brother to feed you his cock, princess?" Noah murmurs in my ear while Austin's gaze burns into me.
I can only moan in response, and Noah chuckles darkly, turning my head back towards him before he claims my mouth with a searing kiss.
He fucks my mouth with his tongue, matching the pace in which he fucks my pussy.
He lifts his head, his eyes never leaving mine as he calls out, "Austin, get over here. I think our omega is hungry."
My heart pounds wildly as I hear Austin come over to us, and I look up to see his cock still in his hand.
My own arms reach up in a "gimme" gesture, and that's when Noah pulls out briefly, grabbing hold of my hips while he flips me onto my hands and knees.
He slides back into me easily, hitting even deeper than he was before as his fingertips grip my hips so hard I'm sure they're going to leave bruises.
Yes, please.
Austin lowers to his knees, putting his throbbing cock right at eye level with me. My mouth opens in invitation, and I moan out loud at the burst of lemon and mint, with the slight lingering taste of peach and brown sugar—me.
He rocks his hips gently, since I'm not really in a position to move my head. The feeling of being so full is wondrous, and my omega preens at being able to take both her alphas at once.
Little slut.
Austin's hand gently pushes my hair back out of my face while I suck him, and when I look up into his eyes, it's like all his feelings for me are written right on his face.
Lust, yes. Bone-deep pleasure, obviously.
But also…love, tenderness…adoration. "Oh, darlin', look at you," Austin says, almost in a daze.
"So pretty with my cock in your mouth. So damn perfect, like you were made for us. "
The feeling of Noah's fingertips digging harder into my hips as he takes me from behind has my eyes snapping shut, a cry leaving me and vibrating around Austin's cock, making his hand tighten on my head slightly.