14. Hazelle
Chapter fourteen
Hazelle
My body was pulling me in all directions. I was exhausted, mentally and physically, from the party, but it buzzed with the need for more intimacy with Mistress Belle. I wanted to see what having sex with her would be like. I enjoyed everything we did at Catalina’s and was excited to go again when I was a little more comfortable with the world I now lived in.
For tonight, though, I would focus on my Alpha and Beta, finding pleasure where I had never before. I had tried, I did, but it was always a duty or forced upon me. It wasn’t awful a few times, but as the years went on, those memories were wiped away. I wanted to forget the old times and look forward to the future. I knew I had a long time ahead of me, and I wouldn’t be perfect, but I’d try my hardest tonight and always for them.
After we pulled up to the mansion, Mistress Belle got out, and we trailed behind her, Elera holding my hand and grinning from ear to ear. Before I knew it, we were walking into Mistress Belle’s room, and I couldn’t help myself. I ran and jumped onto her bed, rolling onto my back.
“I’m happy to be back here.” They chuckled, and I soaked it in.
“Mm, the parties are entertaining, and I do enjoy them, but returning home brings a wave of relief.” Mistress Belle kicked off her heels and turned her back toward Elera. “Elera, help me out of this thing.”
I turned my head, trying to not be obvious about my intentions. I wanted to see her, all of her as I had already seen Elera.
“Watch all you want, Hazelle. It merely feeds my ego.” She laughed, and Elera pulled down her zipper before letting the silky dress fall to the floor. “That’s better,” she said, turning around and facing the bed.
Her breasts were large, and every curve of her body was mesmerizing. I’d never look like her, not even a little. I was scrawny, and who knew how I’d look after I got healthy again.
I frowned, then realized that Mistress Belle was watching me.
“Do you not like what you see, Hazelle?” Her voice wasn’t accusatory, but I still flinched before sitting up and wrapping my arms around my legs as I pulled them to my chest.
“I’m sorry, Mistress Belle,” I cried. “That’s not it at all. I love what I see, but I’m worried about how thin I am and if you’ll like what you see when I put on weight.” Tears filled my eyes, and they fell down my cheeks.
“Oh, Hazelle, wasn’t I clear before? I have enough ass for us all. If you stay thin, then fine. You’ll fit in with Elera, and you’ll have more clothes to pick from. If you gain weight, then there’s more to love. Either way, you’ll be just as cute and just as loved.” Mistress Belle walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, turning her body to face me, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of hers. “Health is what’s important, Hazelle, in all ways. I’m healthy. So is Elera, and look how different we are. You’ll be healthy too one day. That’s all I want.”
“Really?” I asked before grimacing. If I had questioned Oros like that, I’d be slapped or worse and left with no water or food for who knew how long.
“Are you questioning me, my pet? I have no reason to lie to you.” She raised an eyebrow at me, but her lip quirked into a smile.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t… I didn’t mean to. I, um—” I stammered and moved to my knees in a begging position, hoping I hadn’t caused her care for me to dwindle.
“It’s fine. You’re learning to trust me, yes?” I nodded and moved closer to her, and she gripped my chin as she had done with Elera earlier. “As long as this is you learning and exploring, not truly questioning me, it’s fine. You’re healing, Hazelle. Focus on that, and do not fear me.” I attempted to nod again, but my head was locked in place. “Now, let’s get you out of these clothes.”
My Mistress pulled me off the bed and undid my corset before slipping my skirt off. I felt her bare skin against my back as she leaned down, moving her mouth to my ear.
“Get into bed, and keep your ass in the air. I will be just a moment.” She gave me a small push, and I did as instructed.
I crawled onto the bed, positioning myself in the center with my ass in the air and my face against the soft comforter. I turned my head so I could see what they were doing and watched as Mistress Belle undressed Elera too before shoving her to her knees.
“Get me ready for our Omega, Elera.” Slick poured out of me, and I felt a few drops trickle down my legs.
Elera was a master as she took Mistress Belle’s cock into her mouth, far deeper than I could, but she had many years of training from someone who cared about her. Her head bobbed, and her hands worked up and down, and eventually, one went out of view before Mistress Belle let out a hissed groan.
“Fuck, Elera.” She twined Elera’s hair in between her fingers and pulled her head back. “You’re lucky I said only Hazelle could make you come tonight, or my cock would already be in your ass for that.”
Elera smiled, and with Mistress Belle’s fingers still in her hair, she stood up, and they kissed, their tongues tangling together as they made their way over to the bed. When they got close enough, Mistress Belle lifted Elera and flung her onto the bed next to me.
“Stay there,” she demanded, and Elera winked at me, our faces only a foot apart.
The mattress dipped as Mistress Belle moved up the bed to kneel behind me, her cock sliding up my ass, making a shiver run down my back. Her fingers traced up the back of my thigh, swirling the slick around before diving into my pussy.
I gasped and pulled away on instinct, but her hand on my hip kept me in place as she worked her fingers in and out, spreading them and me as she went. Pulling away, she flicked my clit, and my fingers dug into the bedding.
“I’ll go slow this time, Hazelle, but I make no guarantees in the future.” I felt the head of her cock brush against my wet pussy, and I pushed back, wanting to feel more of her as I let my Omega instincts and not my traumatic ones take over. I wanted this. I wanted her and to feel her filling me like no one else ever had.
“Please, Mistress Belle,” I whined, and she groaned, feeling the effects of my pheromones and her nature kicking in.
“I had forgotten what it felt like to be with an Omega,” she breathed out. “Entirely different from a Beta, but all equally enjoyable.” The head of her cock slipped in before it was immediately pulled out, forcing another whine from me. “Yes, Hazelle, beg me to fuck you.”
“Please fuck me, Mistress Belle. Please, please, I want you to fuck me. I’ll do whatever you want, just—” I gasped as Mistress Belle rammed her cock in with her hands gripping my hips and holding me in place. This wasn’t all of her. I knew it. She wasn’t filling me completely, and I was grateful she was holding back, but I needed more.
The safer and more comfortable I felt, staring into Elera’s eyes with Mistress Belle’s cock sliding in and out of me, the more I needed. I tried pressing back, to take more of her, but she held me still, using me as if I was nothing more than a hole for her.
My nails dug into the duvet as I watched Elera’s face become flushed as her eyes dropped to where Mistress Belle and I met.
“Sometimes I’m jealous of the Alphas, solely because of their dicks,” she whispered, licking her lips. “I want to know what it feels like.”
Mistress Belle chuckled as she pulled out completely, and I whined louder than I had before.
“Maybe you’ll get to fuck her like you want one day, Elera. For now, you’ll help me.”
She flipped me onto my back, sucked one of my nipples into her mouth, and slid her cock back in, filling me more. I could feel her knot inflating as she thrust in and out, alternating nipples as she went.
Her hand grabbed onto mine, placing it on her breast and squeezing. “Touch me, Hazelle. Explore. Experiment. Feel.” Her tongue flicked my nipple, and I arched into her as her mouth took mine.
I squeezed her breast, toying with her nipple in a way I knew I enjoyed, and if the groans escaping her were any indication, she liked it too.
“I’m going to knot you,” she whispered against my lips, “then… then, my pet, you’re going to make Elera come while I’m still inside you.” I whined, wanting that more than anything in this moment.
“Please, I want your knot, and I want to touch her. Please, Mistress Belle,” I moaned as she sat up and adjusted my hips for a deeper angle. She slammed into me over and over, her knot sliding in and out, driving me crazy, and I couldn’t help but scream again and again as it teased my G-spot, sending me closer to an orgasm.
“Yes, squeeze me, my Omega. Take my knot like a good girl.” Her knot slipped past my tight ring one last time before it locked in place, and her hot cum spilled inside of me, drawing an orgasm out of me as well.
I locked around her, wiggling just enough to extend my pleasure before I lay defeated on the bed in front of her.
Mistress Belle bent over and kissed my forehead before rolling us so I was on top of her, taking a moment to breathe and enjoy the feel of her skin on mine.
“You did well, my pet. I think I’ll enjoy having one of each of you. You, who can take my knot, and Elera, who is like a vice around my cock. I have a hole for every mood now.” Her fingernails flitted across my back, sending goosebumps across my skin, and her words really sunk in.
She was happy with me, and I fit in better than I think any of us expected. I was happy here and never wanted to leave their loving home.
“So you’re not getting rid of me?” I whispered into Mistress Belle’s bare chest.
I heard and felt her laughter as it shook us. Even Elera joined in from where she was near the end of the bed.
“I don’t believe so, Hazelle. You fit in so well, and Elera is already so enamored with you. What kind of loving Alpha would I be if I got rid of you? No, I think you’ll be around for quite some time.” I sighed and snuggled deeper, enjoying the feeling of her arms around me and her knot locking us together.
“That makes me so happy, Mistress Belle. I never want to leave. Ever.”
“Elera, come over here, and join us. You should be a part of this too.” She did as instructed and snuggled into Mistress Belle’s side, laying a leg over both of ours and stroking my side and thigh.
“I’m happy you like it here, Hazelle. I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t.”
“Make my life hell for a bit, if nothing else. And I’d have to punish you, but it would be far less fun than usual.” Mistress Belle kissed both our heads, and we all laid there for a minute, enjoying the feel of the others.
But I still wanted more. Apparently, an Alpha wasn’t all I wanted in life.
“Can I kiss Elera now?” I made them laugh again, but I was given permission to do whatever I wanted to her for the rest of the night. I blushed, but I wasn’t going to waste this opportunity.
Sliding my hand behind Elera’s neck, I pulled her to me, placing my lips on hers before sitting up and stringing her along until she was on her knees beside us. Because of the position I was in with a knot holding me in place, I had her straddle Mistress Belle with her body pressed against mine.
I captured her lips again, deepening the kiss and moaning into her mouth. As I kissed down her neck, Mistress Belle caught my eye. She was lounging back with her hands behind her head, watching us with lust-filled hazel eyes that caused my pussy to squeeze her again, reminding us both of the position we were in.
“She is all yours tonight, Hazelle. I will be of no help to you.” She smirked before tickling Elera’s foot, causing her to jerk away, smashing our bodies together even more.
Our nipples rubbed against one another, and I felt the heat of her pussy mingling with mine and Mistress Belle’s cock. I snaked my hand between us, pinching her clit before sliding my fingers into her. She was so wet, just for me.
“Please, Hazelle. So much teasing. I need to come. Please?” Elera begged, her breaths ragged after an evening of being fucked and used and forced to hold in her release. I rubbed my fingers on her G-spot and swirled her clit with my thumb, and even though it was all rather clumsy from lack of practice and the position we were in, Elera moaned and her body shook with need. “Please, yes, Hazelle, don’t stop.”
I placed a trail of kisses down her neck and chest and lavished her right nipple, sucking it into my mouth, pretending it was her clit instead and her juices were filling my mouth. Pulling out my fingers, I coated her nipple in them as she groaned against me.
Filling her again, I sucked and fucked to my heart’s content with her writhing on top of our mistress who was still enjoying the show from behind her.
“Elera, I want to see what you look like when you come. Can I watch you?” Elera pulled back just enough for me to see her face, and I saw as she reached the cliff and fell over. Her green eyes grew wide as her pussy clamped around my fingers, and a flood of wetness coated my hand.
Elera gasped and moaned, letting me watch her jaw tense and goosebumps form across her pale skin. As her climax died down, she kissed me, deeply and with all the love I had never received before. She continued to move against my fingers until finally her head fell to the crook of my neck where she kissed me as her arms wound around me.
“Thank you so much, Hazelle. I know what this means to you, and now, I can’t imagine a life without you in it as well.”
We stayed there, hugging each other until I felt Mistress Belle’s knot release me, then there was a knock at the door.
“Come in,” Mistress Belle shouted as we got situated under the covers despite being the sticky, body fluid covered messes we were.
A maid came in with a rolling cart. It had a pitcher of ice water and lemon, three glasses, and all the ingredients for granola bowls.
“As requested, Mistress.” The maid set the cart by the bed without so much as a glance in our direction.
“Ah, yes, thank you, Edith. That will be all.”
“Of course, Mistress,” Edith said before leaving us again, closing the door behind her.
“I sent down a request while you two were busy fucking around on top of me. Now, drink up, and have a bowl of granola so we can sleep soundly.”
We all made our own bowls, although mine was still the smallest. I had a chocolate granola with strawberries, pineapple, caramel, and more chocolate on top of a vanilla yogurt. Elera made hers with brown sugar, marshmallows, and strawberries. Mistress Belle’s was simpler, granola, yogurt, and a healthy drizzle of honey.
With our stomachs full and our glasses empty, we snuggled back in, Mistress Belle in the middle, holding us close, and I felt more at home than I ever had. This was what life was supposed to be, and I was so grateful they found me and accepted who I was in all ways.
I drifted off to sleep, and although no dreams met me, nightmares didn’t greet me either.