15. Finley
Finley
Heat flooded my body, and I didn’t mean my temperature was rising.
No, this was a feeling I'd never experienced before.
It was almost like my body was aching, yearning, and demanding to be filled.
My wolf pulled back from me, triggering my shift.
Somehow, she knew that my needs couldn't be tended to like this.
What we were desperate for had to be taken and given in our human body.
The feeling of being thrust back into a body with two legs and arms was just as awful as the first switch to being a wolf, only not as drawn out.
Crouched in the mud, I gasped for air as a blinding need took over, making me feel like I'd been drugged with something. My body pulsed, forcing a cry out of me when it felt like I’d just wet myself.
Swiping a finger along my leg, I realized it was slick like lube, which only made me panic more.
That was not normal for humans. What the fuck was happening right now?
Looking up, I found all six wolves circling around me, eyes bright with their need.
They were taking deep shuddering breaths of my scent which was thick in the air.
"What’s happening to me?" I begged, even as my wolf tried to reassure me.
As much as my human brain was freaking out, my wolf was excited.
She was practically pacing in my mind, trying to tell me something that I just wasn't understanding.
Lane shifted first, making it look so much easier than what I'd experienced so far.
His golden brown eyes were filled with lust as he slowly moved toward me with cautious steps as if I might run away from them.
"Finley, I need you not to move. Do you hear me?" Lane instructed.
I gave a jerky nod, but when I caught his scent on the light breeze, warm, clean, and comforting, I gasped. My body was begging me to go to him. I felt so empty, incomplete, and wanton, needing something only he could give me.
"Tell me what’s going on, Lane," I whispered, afraid to do anything that would make this worse.
"You're going into heat, and in doing so, you're sending us into rut. Do you know what that means?" Lane bit out through clenched teeth letting me know this was serious.
"No, I mean kind of? Going into heat is when dogs breed…
Is that what's happening to me? If this happens dose that mean I could get pregnant? Do you want kids? I never planned on having kids, assassins don’t have kids.
Wait, I'm on birth control with that matter?
" I rambled, so utterly lost at the reality of being unable to control my own body.
Never in all my twenty-nine years of life had I been more scared than I was right now. Everything about this was out of my control, and that was not okay with me even in the slightest.
Colt shifted, and the others followed, leaving me surrounded by six naked men who were very much interested in whatever pheromones I was putting out.
I was used to one-night stands, the nature of my job not allowing much more than that, but these men were built on a whole other level that I wasn't sure any woman could handle.
My nerves must have finally bled through to my wolf, and for the first time in the last few minutes, she reacted as something other than a lust-drunk schoolgirl.
It occurred to her that we might be in danger, that we might be in some kind of danger from these men, and she wanted to hightail it out of here.
It took everything I had to fight her desperation to run, knowing that Lane had told me not to do that very thing.
What else would a wolf do if their prey took off?
Chase it, of course, and at this moment, their prey was me.
"Little dove, we need to get you somewhere safe.
You can't be out like this or else every male in the pack will be after you," Zander said, his voice rough like he was fighting off a growl. "I can feel you fighting the urge to run, but that’s exactly what we need you to do. My home isn’t far from here.
Head straight east and don't stop until you see my house.
You won't be able to miss it, I promise. "
"What happens if you catch me before I get there?" I questioned, feeling like this was a stupid plan.
Zander closed his eyes and took a deep breath as if he was trying to calm himself, but it seemed to do the opposite. "You’ll either get fucked in the dirt or in a bed, but one way or another, I'll be pounding into that pussy before long."
A shiver of delight went down my spine. I should not be turned on by what he’d just said; any other woman would freak the fuck out if they were in my situation. Must be an omega thing. That was the only explanation that made sense for how fucked up this was.
"Think you can hold off long enough to give me a head start? I don't know these woods, but you do," I asked, praying they said yes.
The betas looked to their alphas who never dropped their gazes from me.
"We'll do the best that we can, little one. You're gonna need all your skills to make this work," Colt warned, not giving me much hope. "We'll close our eyes, and that should give you a minute or so to get moving."
Taking a deep breath, I pulled my wolf to the front, using her need to flee to help the shift along.
I waited until I saw them all close their eyes, then I bolted digging my nails into the soft dirt as I ran like my life depended on it.
Seconds later, I heard snarls from behind me, followed by a chorus of howls alerting the forest to their hunt.
Using the fact that I was smaller and lighter than the boys to my advantage, I ducked and darted, making sure I didn't run a straight line.
A flash of white appeared to my left as I dove through some brush to hide me from sight.
They could scent me, but without being able to lock eyes on me, I had a chance.
I pushed my new wolf form to the breaking point knowing I needed to move as fast as possible, pushing my legs out as far as they could reach.
Bursting out of a bush, Colt tried to cut me off but I used a tree trunk to kick off of and sail over him landing a safe enough distance away to start running again.
Two gray wolves tried to box me in just as I saw the house.
It was a massive modern-style three-story home with tons of glass windows.
Its warm light beckoned me to reach it. Mason tried to take advantage of my distraction, but I dug in my heels, causing him to miss me and slam into Noah.
The two of them tumbled to the side. I hadn't seen Lane or Elias, but I couldn't focus on that when the goal was in sight; all I needed to do was make it the last few feet. The threat of other wolves coming after me was enough to keep me single mindedly lasered in on the finish line. Knowing there was a chance of six men fucking me tonight was a terrifying mixture of— I must be insane with a dash of oh my god I think I got turned into a whore. Because the idea of being owned by these men brought the need I’d been restrained back into high gear.
There wouldn't be a second chance for me to get away.
If this had to happen, it was gonna happen in a house—with a bed.
Ten feet from the house, I got sacked by a streaking red blur that sent me skidding across the dirt with teeth on the back of my neck.
Where I would think a normal wolf would try to save themselves from dying at the hands of their attacker, my omega forced us to go limp.
The act was one of pure and effortless submission at being caught by Elias.
Meanwhile Lane stalked up to us teeth bared as he snarled at the beta holding me.
His mouth still full of my fur, Elias snarled back, placing himself over me to claim me as his—or that was how my wolf viewed it.
Lane, on the other hand, was not having it.
He attacked Elias, and the two of them became a whirlwind of teeth and claws, leaving me a chance to make it the rest of the way to the house… or so I thought.
Zander was the next to claim me as his prize, leaping off the porch and rolling me onto my belly.
Carefully, he wrapped his teeth around my throat, causing me to once again lay there like a lamb to slaughter.
Unable to handle my wolf running the show, I pushed her back and shifted, Zander instantly following suit.
He nipped and licked up my neck, his fingers fisting into my hair as he ground his dick along my thigh.
"Zander," I gasped when he latched onto my nipple. "Please, the house is right there. Don't do this in the dirt."
He looked up at me from his place on my breast, snarling, and I let out a pleading whine.
That seemed to do the trick, snapping him to attention long enough that he hauled me up, wrapping me around him, and carried me up the steps to the sliding glass door.
He charged up two flights of stairs to the third floor which was completely open with a massive bed along the far wall.
Glass windows on the length of the bedroom flooded the room with the glow of the sunset, but I didn't have a chance to really admire it since I was flung onto the bed.
Zander pounced, engulfing me under his large body.
"Little dove, this is not how I wanted our first time to happen. I’ll do what I can to avoid marking you, but know that as your true mate, I'm not sure I can," Zander explained between kisses.
"With this being your first heat, it could possibly be completed faster if you just let us mark you, not to mention safer in the long run. "
"Don't you dare fucking pressure her into that," Lane roared before he tossed Zander's body off of mine. "She doesn't even know what you're asking her to consider!"
Noah and Mason crawled onto the bed and flanked me, letting their hands run down my arms and over my chest which surprisingly eased some of my fear.
The scent of so many alphas and strong betas permeated the air with their wildly different scents.
Chocolate and cinnamon being strongest with the twins around me but hints of whiskey and evergreen wafted around as well.
My body began to convulse, and the flood of slick resumed its gushing.
Like a fire being stoked into a raging inferno, I was lost to it.
The only awareness I had was of how much I needed something to fill me, to complete me.
Never in my life had I felt so incomplete or lacking in some way but I didn’t know how to fix it.
Then I felt it, the blunt head pressing at my entrance, his nearness sending me into an orgasm before he even penetrated me.
I screamed with the release. "Please don't stop. Fill me, please!"
All my prayers were answered when the cock slammed home, pumping in and out of me at a speed that was deliciously inhuman.
The fog cleared enough for me to see it was Colt who was balls deep in me, arms wrapped around my waist and teeth buried in my neck to give him better leverage.
If I had still been human, this would have broken me in two, but I wasn't anymore.
This was everything I ever needed in life—comfort, connection, and the sense of belonging to something bigger than myself.
I clung to him, my hands on his back and my legs wrapped around his waist, holding on with everything I had for fear he would stop fucking me.
The sound of slapping flesh and grunting filled the room as the other men watched Colt take me like a man possessed.
Lane looked equal parts worried and hungry as he focused on Colt's face at my neck, but I couldn't think of what he possibly could be upset about.
Colt's thrusts became deeper and more forceful, something I hadn’t thought possible.
Then I felt it—Colt slammed home, snarling into my skin, as the base of his dick grew three sizes larger pushing my pussy to the point I thought it would break but it didn't. Oh no, quite the opposite happened; it sent me into another earth shattering orgasm as his hot cum shot out, filling me.
His cock swelled to the point he couldn't thrust any longer even with all the lubrication I was providing.
Instead it changed to a slow rocking motion that had me losing my everloving mind.
The connection between us triggered climax after climax until I wasn't sure what my own name was.
At some point, Colt stopped thrusting, and we just laid there wrapped up in each other as he licked the bite mark he’d left on my shoulder.
I tried to shift away from him, but I quickly discovered that we were absolutely still connected to each other.
I could still feel the heat and need lingering in my body, the sensations warning me it wasn't over.
Fuck me, this was just the eye of the storm.