Chapter 11
Eleven
ANYA
The men’s superheated bodies press against me on all sides. Even though I’m warm enough, I don’t feel like leaving this nest of hot buff men just yet.
Marcus’s hairy chest is pressed against my back, his hard cock nestled between my ass cheeks, and Ryker’s massive erection presses insistently against my belly.
The blanket traps their intoxicating scents around me, a heady mixture of coconut from Ryker and ocean from Marcus.
I’ve never been around men who emit scents like this, and it’s making me horny.
It’s shocking to me that I don’t want to move. Not even an inch.
This is the danger of coming back to them. It’s like all logic flies out the window when we make skin-to-skin contact.
The weight of Marcus behind me, the solid wall of Ryker’s chest in front of me, makes my body respond with a rush of wetness between my legs that I can barely control.
Every slight movement sends Marcus’s cock sliding against my ass, making me bite my lip to suppress a moan.
His hands rest possessively on my hips, his thumbs occasionally tracing small circles that send shivers of pleasure up my spine.
Ryker’s breathing has grown harsh, his chest rising and falling rapidly against my breasts, the friction causing my nipples to harden into sensitive peaks.
These are some horny werewolves, I think to myself, and the thought brings back the memory of what I witnessed in the forest.
Ryker was a werewolf, a massive one.
Not a hallucination. Not a dream. Real.
“I can’t believe you were telling the truth,” I whisper, my voice weak from the cold. “Werewolves are actually real.”
Ryker’s chuckle vibrates through his chest and into mine. “Why would we lie to you about that?”
“I thought you were all delusional,” I admit, looking up to meet his dark eyes.
“Are you scared then?” he asks, his other hand sliding down to gently rub my belly in slow, soothing circles. His soft touch sends sparks of heat radiating all over my body, making my pussy muscles clench with need.
I’m naked in the arms of a literal monster from horror movies, a predator who can transform into a werewolf at will.
But deep down, I know he’s not going to hurt me.
There’s something inside me that recognizes him as safety rather than danger.
I can’t explain it rationally, but my heart seems to know what my head is still struggling to accept.
“No,” I say finally. “I’m not scared of you.”
The crackling of the fireplace fills the brief silence that follows my admission.
Orange flames dance in the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the room and bathing us in golden light.
The heat from the fire mingles with the warmth of the bodies pressed against mine, creating a cocoon of comfort that feels like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
It’s primal and intimate, romantic in a way I never knew I craved.
I turn my head to look at Ryker fully, studying his features in the firelight.
His face is all sharp angles and strong planes.
He has high cheekbones, a straight nose, and a chiseled jaw that’s dark with stubble.
His eyes, though, are what capture me. They’re nearly black in the dimness, watching me with an intensity that makes my breath catch in my throat.
His eyes look hungry.
He suddenly leans down and presses his lips to mine. The kiss is gentle at first, almost questioning, giving me time to pull away if I want to. I press closer, parting my lips slightly in invitation.
Ryker growls, and it vibrates through his chest as he deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth to tangle with mine. His hand moves from my face to the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair as he holds me in place.
He takes control of the kiss completely.
My heart races as his hairy arms wrap around me, the coarse hair tickling my soft skin in a delicious contrast that makes me hyperaware of every point of contact between us. His chest hair rubs against my sensitive nipples, creating friction that sends jolts of pleasure straight to my core.
Without thinking, I reach between our bodies and wrap my fingers around his cock. Wow, he’s huge and hard. I can barely close my hand around its girth.
Ryker breaks our kiss with a sharp intake of breath.
“Don’t,” he growls, his voice strained. “You’re not ready.”
“I’m ready. I swear,” I whisper, shocked at myself and the words I’m saying.
But it’s true. In this moment, warmed by the fire and their bodies, I want nothing more than to feel him inside me.
If I’m ever going to lose my virginity, this feels like the most magical way it could happen.
I’m surrounded by two hot as fuck alphas, and I’m wanted.
I can feel his desperation, which makes me even more desperate for him.
He kisses me again, harder this time, more demanding.
Behind me, Marcus’s hands move to my ass, kneading the flesh, spreading me open slightly so his cock slides along my crack. The double sensation of Ryker’s tongue around mine and Marcus’s hands on my ass makes me moan.
Using his inhuman strength, Ryker flips our positions, rolling me beneath him so he looms over me, his powerful body caging mine against the blanket.
My pussy clenches and releases more liquid at the sudden shift in power. He’s the dominant alpha. I’m just his submissive omega, and the thought of that nearly makes me so horny.
I stare up at him, taking in the sight of his massive body above mine. His cock stands proudly against his stomach, thick and long, with prominent veins running along its length. Pre-cum glistens at the tip. I have a sudden urge to taste him, but I’m trapped underneath him.
He suddenly spreads my thighs apart with his knee, and Marcus grips my left thigh to hold me open as Ryker settles between my legs. They both stare at my pussy, and I suddenly get shy, my face burning hot.
“Oh god,” I whisper.
“Is something wrong, little omega?” growls Marcus as he dips a finger into my pussy, stopping at my barrier. “She’s ready for you, Ryker.”
“Fuck, she’s open,” says Rex, touching himself as he watches me about to get fucked by their leader.
I clench around Marcus’s finger, and he chuckles as he pulls his finger out, kissing me on the lips. Ryker lowers himself, aligning his cock against my wide-open pussy.
He rocks his hips, sliding his length along my slit but not pushing in, coating himself in my wetness. The friction against my clit makes me whimper, my hips lifting, eager for his cock to go inside of me already.
“Stop teasing,” I whimper, trying to open my legs more for him.
“She’s soaked,” Ryker announces to the room, his voice rough with desire. “Our brand new omega wants to be deflowered quite badly. And I will take her virginity.”
I have an entire audience of alphas watching me. Rex is still leaning against the wall, hand pressing against the obvious bulge in his pants. Alaric is perched on a large chair, eyes hooded as he observes me losing my virginity.
Lorenzo moves closer, his gaze fixed on my breasts.
He then kneels beside me, bending to take one of my nipples into his mouth. The wet heat of his tongue makes me gasp, arching up toward him. Marcus takes my other breast, his beard tickling the sensitive skin as he sucks and nips at the hardened peak.
“Is this really happening?” I ask, my voice breathy and weak.
“My pack is hungry,” growls Ryker as he begins to push inside of me, making me gasp. “Especially me. Relax for me, hun.”
His thick cock stretches me in a way I’ve never experienced before.
“Oh!” I yelp when I feel the burn from his cock pushing several more inches inside of me. My pussy clenches around him, eager for more even though there’s pain.
“So tight,” Ryker hisses through clenched teeth. “Your pussy is so fucking tight. You’ve waited for me all these years.”
I can’t help but look over at the others.
Rex’s dick is out, and he’s openly masturbating.
He watches my breasts bounce as Ryker pushes the last couple of inches of himself into me.
Alaric is also touching himself while on the big chair next to the fireplace, watching me with dark eyes.
We lock eyes, and my face burns as my heart races.
It’s so fucking hot to have these men watch me as I get taken.
Lorenzo and Marcus are sucking on my breasts as I arch towards them in pleasure. Ryker’s cock is juicy as he lets it rest inside my pussy for a few seconds.
“Fuck, your gushy pussy feels incredible,” Ryker groans, rotating his hips slightly. “So wet and hot for me.”
“This is so weird,” I pant, looking up at him with wide eyes. “All of them watching. I’ve never…ah! Done anything like this before.”
“This is your purpose,” Ryker says, his voice commanding even as he begins to pump inside of me. “To be pleasured by your alphas. To take us inside you. To be filled with our seed.”
“But...everyone’s watching,” I protest weakly, even as my pussy clenches around him at the thought.
“They’re watching because you’re ours,” he growls, thrusting harder. “Our omega. Made to be fucked by us. Made to take our knots. Made to bear our pups.”
There’s something deeply arousing about being wanted this way by all five men.
“Stretch that pussy wide open,” Rex grunts out, now openly palming himself through his pants. “Make her take it all.”
“She’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Alaric adds, his hand now inside his waistband, stroking himself as he watches Ryker fuck me.
Ryker’s thrusts become more aggressive, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he pounds into me. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, punctuated by my moans and his grunts. Lorenzo and Marcus continue to suck and lick at my breasts, adding to the overwhelming sensations.
“I want to fuck your ass soon,” Marcus growls against my skin, and my asshole immediately clenches with excitement, remembering my dream that I had about them all.
While Ryker is fucking me, Marcus’s hand slides between my legs, his thick fingers finding my clit. I gasp as the direct contact makes me jolt.
“Oh fuck!” I cry out as he begins to rub in tight circles, his calloused fingertips creating the perfect friction. It feels so fucking good.
He increases the pressure, his fingers moving faster, harder, more insistently against my swollen clit. Combined with Ryker’s relentless thrusting, the dual stimulation pushes me toward the edge at an alarming speed.
“Come for your alphas,” grunts Marcus, and then resumes sucking my nipple. The pressure increases in my lower belly until my pussy clenches hard around Ryker’s pounding dick.
I’ve never come this fast.
“I’m going to..! Oh my god!” I scream as the orgasm crashes over me, my back arching off the blanket, my pussy clamping down on Ryker’s cock in rhythmic spasms. Wave after wave of pleasure courses through me, more intense than anything I’ve ever felt before.
“I’m cumming,” he groans, his hips jerking erratically as his cock pushes deeper inside of me with his last thrust.
“Wait, aren’t you going to pull out?” I gasp, holding onto his muscular arms.
Ryker’s rhythm falters, confusion crossing his features. “Pull a what?”
I feel the hot splash of his release inside me, filling me up in pulsing spurts. His cock is swelling, expanding rapidly inside me. I try to pull away, panicked by the strange sensation, but the movement only causes pain as I realize I’m stuck.
“What the hell is happening?” I cry out, my eyes wide with shock. “Why are you getting bigger?”
“It’s my knot,” Ryker explains, his voice strained but soothing. “This is natural, baby. It’s supposed to happen. Just relax. It’s the most pleasurable part of sex for an omega.”
Panic flutters in my chest at his words.
“Will I get pregnant?” I ask, my voice small and frightened as his cock continues to expand rapidly inside of me. It’s stretching me deliciously as I try to twist and turn away.
But I can’t pull away. It hurts the more I try, and it suctions me in further.
“You won’t,” he assures me, stroking my hair back from my sweaty forehead. “You’re not in heat yet. We’ll know when you are. Because that’s when you’ll be most fertile.”
The initial discomfort transforms into a deep, satisfying pleasure. His knot presses deep against my G-spot, creating a constant pressure.
“God, your knot feels incredible,” I moan against his lips. “When does it let go of me?”
“You’ll be knotted to me for about half an hour,” he answers, carefully maneuvering us onto our sides to make the position more comfortable. “I’ll continue to cum inside you the whole time.”
A twinge of regret grows inside of me at my impulsive decision to lose my virginity today. Because now, I might end up being a single mother.
I can feel his cock pulsing inside me, releasing more spurts of hot semen with each throb. It’s a strange sensation of being filled, being stretched, being pumped with his cum.
My body is limp from the intensity of my orgasm and the continued stimulation of his knot twitching inside of me. His heart races beneath my cheek, the rapid beat matching my own. His hand strokes up and down my back in soothing motions as we wait for his knot to subside.
“You’re no longer a virgin,” Ryker whispers against my hair, turning me on all over again. “I’m honored to be the first to have you, little omega.”
A giggle escapes me, part embarrassment, part genuine amusement at the formality of his statement.
“It feels good,” I admit softly. “To finally lose my virginity, I mean. It wasn’t what I expected.”
“Oh? And what did you expect?” he asks, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin.
“Humans make losing your virginity sound horrible,” I explain, nestling closer to his warmth. “Painful and awkward and disappointing. But with you, it was intense. And amazing.”
He tilts my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. The tenderness there takes me by surprise.
“It’s because you’re my omega. My mate. That’s why it was perfect.”