Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
Marie
My arms are bound behind my back, but my legs aren’t fucking broken. My feet pound the ground as I run as fast as I can. It doesn’t feel as warm as it was earlier in the shade of the trees, and it chills my overheated skin.
A tree branch hits my skin here and there, making me hiss as I run, but I still run, not knowing when my alphas will give chase. I can’t hear them, but that doesn’t fucking matter.
These men can be silent when they want to.
If I strain really hard, I can hear the swishing sound of leaves being displaced, but even that could be the fucking wind.
“Are you running yet, Pet?” Lore yells, chuckling.
Hush! I can’t hear.
I swallow convulsively as my mouth waters from the adrenaline and fear of being chased as I flee, and I tend to concentrate on my surroundings.
Fucking Lore, playing dirty.
Ransom steps out from behind a tree into my path, and I squeal as I almost slip trying to change directions.
“Fuck off,” I rasp, finding traction and continuing to run.
“Oops, so close, Sugar,” he croons.
He’s mocking me. Dick. Whatever, I’m still free!
I manage to run a few more steps when I hear someone behind me. Squealing, I dash around a tree, giggling when I hear the alpha behind me crash into it. Shit, that could have been me!
I know my pack is playing cat and mouse with me. What’s fucking hilarious is that I have weapons strapped to my thighs, and no goddamned way to get to them.
I can’t be quiet with how loudly I’m breathing, which means I sound like a fucking bull huffing and puffing. I am completely turned around, my thighs are sticky with slick and sweat, and I’m wondering why it’s taking so long for them to catch me.
“I’m ready to be fucked!” I yell, even as my legs pump in contradiction.
“Glad to hear it, Kitty,” Storm growls, tackling me to the ground.
Shit! Though we’re sliding along the leaves, his arms take the brunt of the fall since they’re wrapped around me.
“Gotcha. Are you going to purr real nice for me now?” he growls.
The second he releases me to get onto his knees, I start to wiggle away, my shoes pushing into the ground to put distance between us. Storm snorts as he grabs my ankle, holding tightly as he opens his pants with one hand and draws down his zipper.
“You’re adorable when you show your claws too, Marie,” he purrs. “Can someone bring me another belt? Our pretty little omega needs to be restrained a bit more.”
“Take mine,” Wilder grunts. I can’t see him from where I am, and I gasp as his knee presses into my back to pin me down as he pulls his belt out. “We’re going to fuck that energy out of you, Little Omega. I hope you’re ready.”
Slick says that I am as my pussy clamps down on nothing, staining my thighs with my arousal. It’s like a red carpet for my alphas, and I whine as Storm uses his belt to bind my ankles together.
I am so fucking ready.
Storm pulls my waist upward as Wilder removes his knee, and my face is pressed onto the forest floor at this angle. Storm’s cock glides over my pussy, practically announcing himself before he pushes himself into my entrance.
“Ughhhh!” I cry out, needing more. Right now, I want to be their dirty little whore. I want to be fucked, used as their cumster, and covered in their scents.
I don’t understand the primal need to be used by them, but it’s all consuming.
“More, Kitty. Fuck, you’re so tight like this,” Storm grunts, holding me up on my knees while he thrusts into me. I’m completely at his mercy, his cock forcing me to accept the burn as he stretches me.
It doesn’t matter that I was recently fucked with Lore’s fist, I’m always going to be really tight when my thighs are clamped closed.
“She’s such a pretty, broken doll,” Ransom says, surprising me as his fingers ghost over my skin. “Pull her up. I want to fuck her tits. I need her to wear my cum.”
“Please,” I whine, not even sure what I need.
“Open up, Little Omega. This is just a precaution…”
Wilder’s fingers squeeze my lips until I open my mouth, and he pushes a plastic gag past my lips to hold it open.
“No biting, okay? This will keep you from doing that.”
What if I want to bite though? He’s killing my vibe.
I glare at him as Storm pulls me up so I’m bouncing on his cock, but I start to forget why I’m irritated. My alpha is filling me so fucking well, and my walls strangle his cock in appreciation as I moan. The gag makes me drool, and I choke on it as Wilder smirks.
“I love when you make a mess of yourself,” he murmurs, tilting my head down so the saliva will escape down my chin and onto my chest. “I love ruining you. You’re so fucking beautiful, Marie. Give Ransom a nice, lubricated surface to fuck, Marie.”
Realizing what he did, I shudder as I moan. Somehow, they all planned this. Lore is a fucking sex mastermind, and I’m loving every second of it.
Ransom drops to his knees, his thick cock already out.
I can feel the coolness of his piercings along my skin as he squeezes my breasts together and he glides his dick in the tight space left behind.
His thumbs brush my nipples, stimulating them to the point of pain, and Storm groans as I strangle his cock inside of me.
Ransom roughly fucks my tits, the crown of his shaft entering my mouth at this angle since he’s now holding my head down. I greedily suck on it as he and Storm use me, eager for more.
“Kitty, your cunt is going to be the death of me. Fuck, I’m coming. Be a good girl and keep it all inside.”
Storm groans as he fills me up with warm ropes of cum, and then Wilder is taking his place. Embarrassing enough, I’m so turned on that I’m also leaking slick from my asshole, and Wilder fucks his way deep inside it as I cry out around Ransom’s cock.
“You’re doing so good, Pet,” Lore whispers in my ear.
My senses are so overloaded, and I can’t keep track of where anyone is. However, his words fill me with his praise. Someone’s fingers press on my clit, and my eyes nearly cross from the intensity of the feeling. It won’t take me much to come, not after everything that’s come before this.
Still, whoever is touching me lifts their fingertips and begins to roll over my clit with the barest of touches. Drool continues to dribble out of my mouth as I release a sound of complaint, and Storm chuckles, revealing who is fucking with me.
This is not the kind of fucking I want!
I can’t even wiggle around to get more stimulation due to being pinned between Ransom and Wilder’s bodies, and it’s incredibly frustrating. My tongue is also being held captive by the depression on the gag, making it a very well made torture device.
I’m a mess, and I wouldn’t even mind as much that saliva from the gag is providing Ransom with the perfect slip and slide if I was getting just a little bit more pressure on my fucking clit!
Screaming in frustration, the sound deepens when Storm pinches my swollen nub that he’s torturing. The joke’s on him as it pushes me over the edge, and I cream all over Wilder’s lap as his arms pin me against his body. He’s going to have one hell of a wet spot to look forward to.
“Fuck, Marie. God, please, yes. I wish I could live in your asshole forever. Oh shit,” Wilder groans, following me to his release quickly.
Ransom fists his knot and the base of his cock, alternating as his chest heaves. He’s getting close too.
“A part of me wants you to myself,” Lore whispers. “Ransom, do you want to fuck her cunt with me, or would you rather come on her face?”
“I refuse to choose,” Ransom growls, pulling his dick out of my mouth as the first drops of cum hit my chin. “I can go again after I paint her skin with my cum.”
I close my eyes as the next rope of his release splashes over my forehead, and two hands squeeze my breasts together again for Ransom.
“Just lending a helping hand,” Storm chuckles.
The pads of someone else’s thumbs rub over my nipples, and it’s officially too much. Tears slip down my cheeks as I sob with need, and Lore’s lips kiss my forehead. I would know his scent and the way he kisses anywhere.
“Poor, sweet Pet,” he murmurs. “I know it’s overwhelming. It’s okay to cry. I promise to make you come more than these assholes.”
“Rude,” Wilder mutters. He’s still filling my asshole, and I’m dreading losing his cock. I’m like a feral omega, desperate for as much cum as possible.
Ransom covers my face with his release, and some drips onto my breasts. Tongues begin to lick up Ransom’s cum, and he groans as he watches.
“Storm and Lore are licking my cum,” he says, filling me in on the details as lips suck on my nipple. “I hope I taste good, because I have another load for someone to eat out of Marie after Lore and I fuck her.”
“I nominate Wilder,” Storm says wickedly. “He’s the only one who didn’t come in her cunt.”
“A pack special?” Wilder snorts. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
A shirt cleans my eyes off, and it’s enough for me to blink until I can see again. Wilder’s hips pull his cock away from me, and I hiss as I’m left bereft.
“And they say I’m the one who’s dramatic,” Lore teases me, lifting me up until Ransom’s large hands wrap around my waist. He releases my ankles so I can straddle Ransom, and I whimper in relief that I have a little more control.
Lore holds onto Ransom’s dick, helping Ransom find the entrance to my pussy as Ransom drags me slowly down his shaft. Every piercing lights up my nerve endings, and I whimper as Lore whispers in my ear.
“Atta girl, Princess. Ransom and I are going to take such good care of you, and then we’re all going to take a nap. Take a breath. Don’t forget you need to breathe or you won’t get to feel us both inside of you.”
I’m starting to feel a little sore, but I refuse to back away from a challenge. I can lift and drop easier even with my bound wrists, though my alphas are making the caged princess option sound kind of fun.
Ransom groans as his knot pushes up and against my cunt, and Lore flicks him across the forehead.
“Nope. No knot for Marie today,” he says, making me sad. “You’re not even looking at me and I can tell you’re secretly pouting, Pet. I’m impatient and I don't want to wait.”
Ransom crosses his eyes at me, making me laugh despite the gag.
“Are you going to be a good girl for us, Pet?” Lore asks. “No biting. Wilder is feeling petty. He thinks you’ll bite Ransom in the heat of the moment.”
I’ve been thinking about asking Ransom to bite me, so Wilder isn’t wrong.
Looking over his shoulder, Lore shrugs. “She’s going to do it soon either way. You’re shit out of luck, Wilder.”
Removing my gag, he kisses me hard once it’s gone. He doesn’t seem to care that I’m covered in drool and cum, and he pushes his cock into my swollen pussy right next to Ransom. We’ve all been edged and pushed to the edge, and a part of me is sad that this is going to be over quickly.
Lore reaches around me to rub my clit, groaning into my mouth as he fights for space inside of me.
“Relax, Sugar. That’s it. You’re taking us so fucking well,” Ransom groans. “Don’t forget to breathe.”
I feel suspended between them as they take turns to talk me through getting fucked by them. They both remind me to breathe too.
“You’re such a good girl,” Lore gasps. “Fuck. Just a little more, Princess.”
Once Lore is all the way in, Ransom and he take turns thrusting up, destroying my pussy and my sanity. My cries aren’t pretty either. No, they’re desperate, needy, and full of pleasure. The endorphins take over for the pain, and I feel as if I’m floating.
For alphas who don’t share well anywhere else, they sure as fuck know how to treat a girl.
Darkness crawls into the corners of my eyes as my legs and toes begin to tingle. The sensation floods my body as I also feel lightheaded, and my cunt squeezes and releases my alpha.
“You want our cum?” Lore growls. “Work for it, little whore. Milk our cocks. That’s it… Fuck, that’s too good. God, baby. You’re going to kill me.”
The words hold less power than they have. I know he’s not going anywhere in this moment, and that’s all that matters.
Maybe I should find a way to always keep him buried in one of my holes. He’ll get in less trouble that way.
“I’d be less productive too,” Lore whispers. “I’m going to have you pregnant by the end of the year, Princess. Any time we all come inside of you, one of us will be eating it out. Only I get to keep you plugged full of cum. The first baby will be fucking mine.”
The cry that I release comes from deep inside of me, and pleasure and darkness hits me hard.
I wake up to Wilder greedily eating my cunt, and my arms are no longer bound. My fingers dig into the soil as I claw at it, my legs lifting so I can dig my heels into his back.
I can’t imagine doing anything else other than this on a random Thursday afternoon. I’m the luckiest omega in the entire world.