The Brat and the Three Mechanics
THE brAT AND THE THREE MECHANICS
An entitled, pretty omega walks into a garage after hours…
On the other side of the run-down street, a large, bright rectangle shone like the light at the end of a long, dark tunnel. Fucking finally!
I parked my father’s convertible by the curb and eyed my surroundings. The car repair shop looked like a dump, but nobody else was open late on a Saturday. The garage door was raised, revealing an astounding number of gadgets and cranks and whatnot. Muted voices drifted from somewhere inside the dilapidated building.
I pulled the key out of the ignition and jumped over the damaged door and onto the sidewalk.
“Hello?”
No reply. My stomach tightened. If I couldn’t get the car fixed, I was in deep shit. Clenching my hands into fists, I took a few deep breaths. I had to keep it together for a while longer.
I peeked into the open garage. The voices seemed to be coming from an ajar door in the back.
“Hello!” I yelled.
They quieted. Did that mean they’d heard me?
I waited, looking around. The shelves were full of a variety of crap, but it seemed to follow some kind of order and was surprisingly clean. I had no idea what any of the things were. I did recognize a screwdriver—not that I had ever held one in my hand.
“Good evening, sweetheart. Got lost?”
I spun around and stood face to chest with a towering alpha in a stained, tatty tank top. He was built like a bull, with wide shoulders, bulging pecs, and boulders for biceps. I dragged my gaze up.
Oh my .
Thick beard, shaved skull, piercings in his nose and eyebrows. He looked like he’d just gotten out of prison.
“Can I help you with anything, beautiful?” he drawled.
As I gaped at the massive alpha, the raw scent of man filled my lungs. Warmth gathered in my underbelly, and my mouth watered. C’mon, snap out of it. You need this guy.
I put my hand on my waist and cocked my hip. “Hi. I assume you repair cars?”
For some reason, my words made him laugh. His twinkling eyes roamed my body from head to toe.
“We’re closed!” came a deep, distinctly annoyed voice from behind him.
I craned my neck to see the other mechanic who looked even bigger, which shouldn’t have been possible. He had a square jaw and cutting gray eyes and wore a vintage rock band T-shirt over his inhumanly powerful torso. I fluttered my fingers at him, giving him my sweetest smile, but he only scowled darker. Uh-oh .
“It’s eleven on a Saturday. We’re closed.”
Smiling wider, I gestured to the garage door. “That door’s open, the lights are on, and you’re here. Any reason why you can’t do your job?”
The first guy chuckled again. The other one was about to say something when a third man came through the door in the back.
“What do we have here?”
He was shorter than the others but beefy as hell, with a round stomach and thick thighs. His muscular arms were covered in tattoos, and he wore a backward baseball cap. Overall, he looked like he held the cars up with one arm while the other two fiddled with them.
“I’m a customer,” I announced.
“Who’s leaving,” the second alpha said.
“Is he?” The beefy one looked me up and down with a leery smile.
“My door is buckled and scratched,” I said. “I need it fixed by morning.”
The first alpha glanced at my father’s newest convertible and grimaced. “Oh no. How could anyone hurt that pretty baby?”
“This is not the ER,” the second one told me. “We’re fucking closed. Get lost.”
“C’mon, Lee,” the third one said. “No need to be harsh to the boy.”
The angry one’s name was Lee. Good to know. He was the hottest of the three, pure alpha with the highest level of macho energy, but he had surprisingly clever eyes. Fuck, an alpha like that could make me come just by scowling at me long enough… Or maybe it was my daddy complex talking. Stupidly, I’d always been most attracted to the guys who treated me in the worst ways.
Lee put his hands on his trim, jean-clad hips and glared at his pal. “Some spoiled rich kid scratches his dad’s toy car, and suddenly we’re working nights?”
I took a step forward, lifting my chin. I wasn’t letting the he-man intimidate me. And how the hell did he know the car was my father’s? Fucker . “I didn’t scratch it. Some asshole backed into my front door where I was neatly and legally parked.”
“That’s a shame,” Lee said, tone dripping with sarcasm. “I’d tell you to come back on Monday, but we’re fully booked three weeks in advance. Bye-bye.”
Shit . If I didn’t convince these guys to help me, Father was going to kill me. Actually, death would be merciful. He’d shame me, mock me, and most probably kick me out on the street. I decided to up my game. “I need it by morning. I’ll pay you double.”
The first alpha lifted his eyebrows. “That’s a generous offer, isn’t it, Dave?”
So the short, beefy one was Dave. “Very generous.” He ambled closer. Was he scenting me? Yep . That had been an obvious sniff.
Well, if that was what it would take… Desperate times, desperate measures. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d blown a guy to get what I wanted, and probably not the last time either.
“Forget it,” Lee barked. “Tom, back off.”
I ignored Lee as I licked my lips. My eyes were on Tom, the first guy, who inched forward. “You have great reviews online. I bet you can have that door done in no time.”
Tom’s smile grew predatory. “Not like we have anything important to do but beers and cards, huh?”
“See?” I pitched my voice low while I dragged my gaze to Tom’s sizable bulge and slowly up his impressive torso. “If you help me out, I can make your night more interesting.”
Tom hummed, eyes crinkling at the corners, and Dave leaned closer, bracing his hand on the shelf just by my shoulder.
“And how would you do that, sweetie?”
Yep, I had them. “With my mouth on your cock, tough guy.”
Dave groaned, and suddenly, I had his hand kneading my ass cheek.
Lee threw his arms in the air. “For fuck’s sake, guys!”
I gave him my bitchiest sneer. “Envious? If you can unwind enough to get it up, I’ll blow you too.”
His look made my chest constrict with fear while my hole ached with emptiness. He was only getting hotter the angrier he became.
Tom laughed, then palmed his jean-clad cock. “He’s cute and feisty. Sorry, Lee. I’m inclined to say yes.”
“The boss will get over himself in a bit,” Dave said. “You got yourself a deal, pretty boy. You’re still gonna pay us for the job, though.”
I smirked. “Of course. Work is for money. Sucking you is for pleasure.”
It wasn’t a lie because their musk was already doing things to me. Rather nice things. I’d never fucked a working-class man; it could become a fun new experience.
I gave a fleeting thought to the open garage door. The neighborhood seemed deserted. If someone walked by and saw us, they would only have themselves to blame.
I bit the corner of my lower lip, and with my gaze flickering between Tom and Dave, I slowly slid to my knees.
“What are you waiting for?”
Dave was faster. He unzipped and stroked his gloriously chubby dick, getting hard in seconds. I licked the head, and Tom’s long cock poked my cheek.
I took them in my hands and lapped at their cockheads.
“This is not happening,” Lee grumbled from somewhere in the room, sounding exasperated. He wasn’t leaving, though. I didn’t hear any footsteps as I took Dave’s cock into my throat, swallowed around it, then did the same to Tom.
The alpha scents and tastes were making my hole wet. I doubled my efforts, and they both moaned for me.
“Fuuuck, boy,” Dave groaned. “I’m going to come all over your face.”
I hummed in encouragement and made a yummy noise when I switched to Tom’s dick and bobbed my head.
In my peripheral vision, I noticed a looming figure to the right. Lee was watching.
I barely knew why, but knowing the angry, judgmental alpha looked on as I blew his friends made me hot all over. I pushed my ass out and curved my spine, swaying my hips while I lapped at the precum streaming from their fat cockheads. I gave Lee a long look—his nostrils flared—and I closed my eyes as I went back to sucking.
Dave came first. I gulped his first load, then switched to Tom, who seemed close as well. Dave’s second dose of cum stained my cheek and nose. Tom let out a pained sound, and I leaned back, opening my mouth wide and sticking my tongue out as I worked my hands up and down their cocks. The cum rained down on me, hitting my nose, my lips, and my tongue, then dripping down my chin.
Like a cheap, dirty slut, I moaned, milking them for more.
I was hard, and my jeans were soaked over my ass. I loved that I could make them come so fast, how they thought they were using me, yet I had power over them and could make them do what I wanted. There was nothing quite like an alpha helpless with horniness.
Letting go of their softening erections, I used my fingers to gather the cum from my face. I licked my fingers, my eyes on Lee. He stood like a statue, his face a mask of fury and want. He became a challenge. I wanted to hear him groan and make him powerless with arousal like his pals had been.
I blinked at him innocently. “You liked watching your friends mess me up, hm? Did it make you hard? Did it make you want to fuck me?”
“Wow. Man!” Dave chuckled while Tom clapped, his wet dick still hanging out.
“Boy, you’re a treasure,” he said.
Lee didn’t seem to hear them. He took a step closer.
I slurped my middle finger into my mouth, cleaning the cum off it. Then I ran my hand over my ass. I didn’t take my eyes off Lee.
“I’m so horny,” I murmured. “I bet an alpha like you can make me scream.”
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. When he opened them, they seemed to glow.
In three strides, he stood in front of me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up, then he spun me around. About to lose my balance, I gripped the shelf in front of me. The metal rattled. The next second, my pants were pooling around my ankles, and Lee’s hand was in my crease.
“You have no idea,” he rasped.
He shoved his fingers into me, giving me a couple of rough thrusts.
“Wet, sloppy ass. You’re a real slut, aren’t you?”
Then he was in me. With one firm fuck, he filled me to the brim. My cry bounced off the walls before he slapped a slick-stained hand over my mouth.
Had I thought I could have power over this man?
It was me who was helpless with need.
He was glorious. Big as hell, easily the biggest of the three, and maybe the biggest I’d ever had. He gave me long, firm thrusts with a punch toward the end, hitting the closed mouth to my womb. I was mewling against his calloused palm.
My orgasm built quickly, my legs shaking.
“Yeah? You like that, hm? Do you enjoy a filthy mechanic railing your entitled ass? That’s it. Come for me, you little shit. Come on my dick.”
Fucking hell, he was relentless. My climax roared through me like wildfire, my asshole clenching. He didn’t slow down. He kept ramming it in. Ice and heat raced up and down my spine.
“Did you want something from me?” he purred into my ear. “This is all you’re getting, rich boy. A dick up your sloppy hole.”
I whined against his hand. Another orgasm was already building in my guts. Oh fuck. Oh fuck!
Stars danced in front of my eyes.
“Maybe you don’t even care about the car, hm? Maybe you just needed someone to put you in your place.”
I tried to push back. It was too much, but I never wanted it to end. I hoped he’d fuck me even harder. I hoped he’d make it hurt.
“Take it, boy. Yeah, you needed it bad. And guess what, Dave and Tom are hard again and jerking off, watching you get railed. You barely scratched the itch with your pretty mouth. I’ll jizz into your whore ass, and then they’ll take turns with you. We’ll fill you up with so much cum it’ll come out of your ears.”
I was already on fire, and Lee’s crude words worked like kerosene.
My climax crested, my cock spitting cum onto the shelves in front of me. Lee roared and snapped his hips even faster, making the metal shelves shake. Then he drove into me so hard I felt my stomach bulge.
“There you go,” he rasped, panting. “Now you got what you needed.”
He thrust a few more times, slower but deeply, and I purred with satisfaction.
Holy fucking hell and breeding demons! That was the best reaming of my life.
When he pulled out, I sagged and slid down to the floor like a puppet without strings. I was boneless.
Lee scooped me up into his arms and carried me somewhere. I had no idea what he wanted to do with me now, but I was sure I’d love it.
“Put that away,” he said.
He wasn’t talking to me, was he? I peered around me.
We were in a cramped, messy office. Dave was picking up beer cans from a desk, and Tom stuffed a couple of pizza boxes behind a bin in the corner.
Lee laid me on the desk and lifted my leg, presenting my ass to his friends as if I were a piece of meat.
“Have at it, boys.”
“Fuck, man.” Tom seemed to hesitate.
Dave looked into my face, smiling softly. “You want it?”
I ran my hand over my stained groin, glancing up at Lee. He was glaring down at me, his arm hooked around my thigh, pushing it against my chest and holding me spread out. He was so handsome. So hot. And he looked like he wanted to eat me alive.
Without looking at Dave, I gave him my answer. “Use me. Both of you.”
A tiny smile flickered over Lee’s features. He held my gaze, leaning closer.
“Tom, grab his other leg,” he ordered. Then he slowly put a hand around my throat, gauging my reaction.
My eyelids fluttered, and my heart began beating faster. My feelings bounced all over the place. Fear, humiliation. Lust . So much lust.
Then Dave’s dick inched into my exposed hole, and I moaned.
I never took my eyes off Lee. He leaned over me, his gaze roaming my face for the entire time Dave fucked me. In and out, wet smacks sounding faster and faster, my whimpers and mewls, the desk creaking, Dave’s puffs and grunts…
Lee brushed his thumb over the contour of my chin.
“Good boy,” he whispered.
My back arched, and I came.
“Holy shit!” Dave pressed into me to the root, his cock pulsating.
“Tom! Now you,” Lee ordered.
It took mere seconds for them to switch places. I was still trembling with aftershocks when Tom drove his long cock into me. My ass slurped it up, making nasty wet noises with the amount of slick and cum already inside.
My mouth gaping, I gazed at Lee as if he held me on strings.
“Harder!” Lee urged his friend.
Toward the end, I was all but sobbing. I was so sensitive and fucked out I thought I was going to pass out if I came one more time. But luckily, Tom lost it soon enough. His hips stuttered, and he pushed the deepest he could, pressing up against my womb.
I let out a long moan of relief when he pulled out of me. I was buzzing all over. My vision was blurry as I struggled to calm my breathing. Holy hell. How many orgasms had that been?
Lee studied me, his hand still firmly around my throat. When he spoke, he sounded hoarse. “Guys, bring his car in and get to work. I’ll take care of him.”
Dave and Tom grumbled something in reply.
Then I was alone with Lee, sprawled over the desk, my ass dripping with cum and my muscles twitching every few seconds as if I were having a seizure.
Lee, the bastard, sat on a chair and opened a can of beer. I propped myself up on my elbows, but it didn’t feel like I could move my legs yet. They were spread out, one hanging over the edge of the desk, the other bent awkwardly to the side. A blend of cum and slick was drying all over my soft cock and crease. Lee gazed at my splayed body as if I were a museum exhibit.
Lord, everything the man did was designed to make me burn for him. Seconds ticked by. Should I start pulling myself together? I kinda liked leaving my legs open right in front of his face.
“What’s your name?” Lee asked, breaking the silence.
The mundane question almost made me laugh. “Marcel.”
Humming, he took a deep gulp of his beer. “How are you feeling, Marcel?”
I heaved a sigh. “Ask me later. I guess I’ll be sore, but I’m still buzzing.”
His lips curved into a panty-melting smile. Oh my God, he was beautiful when he smiled. He drank some more, taking his time. “Did you enjoy the fuck?” he asked after a while.
I felt no need to lie. “Very much. As you could surely tell since you didn’t take your eyes off me.”
“Are you always this slutty?”
I sat up slowly, and when the change of position didn’t make me dizzy, I stretched my back. I ached in strange places, but the mellow feeling in my middle was pleasant. “I get around, but I’ve never done it with working-class alphas. Interesting experience. Thanks.”
For some reason, my words made him laugh.
Perched on his desk, I swung my legs as I slowly regained control of my muscles. I looked around the office. It seemed chaotic, with a bunch of folders on shelves and more tools I couldn’t identify, but somehow cozy. A whirring of some machine and the banging of metal against metal sounded from the garage. Tom and Dave must have started fixing the car.
Lee drank his beer and lazily palmed his exposed dick. He was still hard. He’d only come once.
I had no idea what possessed me to do what I did next. I could blame it on the overload of hormones still cruising through my body after all those orgasms.
I slid off the table, knelt between his knees, and stroked up his jean-clad thighs.
“Do you want me to take care of that?”
I expected him to say yes without hesitation, but he observed me thoughtfully, not moving. I got nervous.
“Or do you want to fuck me again?” I asked.
He shook his head and swigged some beer. Fuck . The rejection felt like a slap across my face. I was about to move away, but he grabbed my wrist.
“Stay on your knees, omega.”
Did he want me after all?
He put the can aside and leaned back, his hard dick right there . He didn’t touch it, though. He just sat there like he had all the time in the world.
“How old are you, Marcel?”
“Twenty.”
“How come you drive a car like that?”
“My dad bought it.”
He smiled, but it looked sad. “Of course he did. And you took it without his knowledge?”
I shrugged.
“And what would he think of you kneeling on my floor with working-class jizz leaking out of your ass?”
At that, I scoffed. “He doesn’t care.”
Lee frowned. “Why do you need the car fixed by tomorrow morning?”
“He’d be pissed.” My stomach clenched at the memory of my father’s last tantrum.
One more time and you’re out of the house! I don’t give a shit what happens to you anymore. One last slip-up and you’re dead to me, understand?
“So your father would be angry because you scratched the pricey ride, but he doesn’t care who you sleep with? Am I missing something?”
“He wrote me off years ago. I’m worthless to him. What does it matter who I fuck?”
Lee tilted his head to the side, studying me in a way that made me want to curl up and hide my face. Suddenly, I felt helpless and small, kneeling between his spread legs. I looked down, but he put his finger under my chin. He found my gaze again. “Why are you worthless to your father?” he asked softly.
It used to hurt, but I was over that. “Didn’t get into the right school or have the right interests. Didn’t date the guys he chose. When he booked me a heat teacher for my first heat, I ran away to spend it at a sex resort… You know. Worthless.”
Lee’s features softened. He crooked his finger at me. “Come here.”
Still wobbly, I stood, and he grabbed my hips, guiding me to straddle him. He stroked my ass cheeks, his fingers smearing the fluids around.
“You kept looking at me while the guys fucked you,” he said quietly. “What was going on in your head, hm?”
I felt myself blush. “I don’t know.”
“You do. Tell me.” He tapped my ass cheek, almost like a spank, to drive his order home.
His sharp gray eyes were strange, a little dangerous but comforting too—which didn’t make sense. Somehow, the world around me gained a dreamlike quality, but Lee’s eyes remained real. Those eyes had seen me flirt and lie and suck his friends in exchange for a service; they’d watched me get used and railed like a piece of meat and come from it. Lee had already seen me at my worst during the first minutes of meeting me. Yet he looked at me with interest and compassion. Why?
I began talking as if he’d put a spell on me with those eyes. “I imagined things. Like…you owned me and decided who got to fuck me and how. There could be a line of alphas waiting to spill inside me. You’d hold me all the time, letting them fill my hole one after another. You would call me a good boy whenever I came. The more dicks I could take, the prouder you’d be of me.”
As close as I was to his face, I saw his pupils widen. My words affected him, and it was heady to feel this powerful man react to me.
He kneaded my ass cheeks, encouraging me to hump his groin. His hard dick rubbed against mine.
“You look all preppy, but you’re a needy, kinky slut, aren’t you?”
I merely moaned in agreement. His fingers were circling my rim, and I was opening up again like a damned flower.
“I’m not done with you, Marcel,” he murmured. “I hated you on sight, not gonna lie. But you get so nice and pliant when you’re well-fucked. Now I rather like you. You can be a good boy. A very good boy for the right alpha.”
He lifted my hips and set me down, impaling me on his hard cock.
A cry tore out of my chest, but the sounds from the workshop were louder.
“Are you going to be a good boy for me?”
He fucked up into me as he pulled on my pelvis, spearing my hole to the root. At that moment, I’d promise him anything.
“Yes. Yes. I will,” I choked out.
Lee slowed down. He cupped my nape and brought my face down. His lips brushed mine, then he parted them. He roamed my back and ass with his coarse palms and pushed his tongue deep into my mouth in a long, possessive kiss. I must have been starving for it.
Moaning from the back of my throat, I kissed him back while I fucked myself on his cock. I was sore, and it chafed even though I was full of slippery juices, but I still loved it. Lee’s cock reached all the way to the mouth of my womb, massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves, and soon, I was close to another orgasm.
He broke the kiss, making me whine needily.
“Hush. Look at me.”
It seemed I couldn’t disobey this man. I stared at him as if hypnotized while he guided my thrusts with his firm hands on my ass.
“You’re beautiful. All pliant and eager to please me. Such a good boy.”
Then he bucked up into me, his cock jerking, and I fell apart.
My climax nearly made me dizzy. Now I was really sore. My hip joints hurt, and my asshole burned around his dick, but my brain was full of pink fog.
Lee nuzzled my face and hummed.
“This is what we’re going to do. You’re going to get off my dick and lick it clean, and then I’ll take you to my place. You’ll shower and sleep in my bed, and in the morning, I’ll fuck you again.”
He was a bit overconfident, wasn’t he? But I was smiling in response.
“The guys will fix your dad’s car,” he continued, “and you’ll take it back to him while I follow you in mine. After you’ve dropped it off, you’ll come straight back with me, and I’ll take you out for a nice brunch.”
“You’re presumptuous,” I managed around a sudden lump in my throat.
He smirked. “No. I’m just observant.”
I squinted at him. “Really?”
“You’re having the time of your life bouncing on my dick. You act all entitled and confident, but on the inside, you ache to please. You have a thing for obeying, and I’d love to order you around. Plus, you’re going to love it when I take you to places where you get your slutty ass fucked by a bunch of random guys while I watch. You need someone to keep you in line and take care of you.”
I must have been red in the face. My heart was pounding. How arrogant was he? Why did I like it? I opened my mouth to say something clever, but no sound came out.
Lee kissed me instead, then bit my lip playfully.
“Clean my dick, omega.”
Shaky, I got onto the floor and began licking his softening shaft while cum leaked from my soiled hole. Lee reached for his beer and finished it while I worked. I mouthed his balls, getting the last traces of my slick and his cum. I lost myself in the act. I didn’t have to think or pretend I had it together; I only had to close my eyes and keep licking.
“Good boy,” Lee purred, petting my hair. Warmth spread through my chest. I took his soft cock into my mouth and suckled on it, resting my head on his thigh while he combed through my messy hair with his fingers.
“Well done, omega. Now come on, I’m taking you home.”