31. Finley
Finley
Between the two of them, I was quickly stripped and laid out on the bed for them to feast on.
One thing I would say for this new omega nature was that my libido was now sky high in demand fororgasms from my mates.
Seeing these two naked, hungry eyes directed at me, made me far wetter than I could have thought possible.
Colt crawled up between my legs, tossing them over his shoulders so he had the best access to my pussy.
Lane came up to my side and pulled me into a kiss that had me curling my toes as much as Colt's tongue against my clit.
I moaned as they built the flames of need inside me until I was ready to beg for one of them to thrust into my needy cunt.
"Don't torture me tonight. I need you both to fuck my brains out," I pleaded as I grasped Lane's hard cock in my hand, pumping it to prove my point.
Lane hissed at my touch while Colt nipped the inside of my thigh before he sat up. "Are you saying we've left you so deprived that you're starved for our dicks?"
"If that's what you want to call it, I am in full support of your judgment," I answered with a smirk.
"Would you look at that? Someone is getting sassy tonight," Lane chuckled as he spoke to Colt.
Colt thrust my legs wide and flat to the bed, spread out for all to see. Good thing I was flexible. "Sounds to me like we might need to keep her mouth otherwise occupied, doesn't it?"
Lane grinned as he moved up closer. I sucked his cock down all the way kissing his balls for good measure. "Holy fucking hell!"
"That's an omega for you, meant to take an alpha wherever he might like to give it." With those words, Colt thrust into me without warning.
They worked in tandem so that when Colt thrust, I went down on Lane, the two of them filling me at a savage pace.
There was nothing I could do but hold on to Colt's arms as he pistoned into me and Lane made my eyes water.
They had done just what I'd asked because in this moment I couldn't think of anything but my two mates fulfilling every need my body had at this moment. Lane pulled out of my mouth with a pop followed by a whimper as I didn’t like him that far away from me.
"Finley, I want to finish in your ass. You up for that?" Lane asked, gently wiping my face clear of tears as I nuzzled into his touch, nodding.
Still buried inside me, Colt pulled me up and stepped off the bed.
My legs wrapped around his waist, keeping us as close together as possible.
The feeling made me wonder if I could really fallo through when the signal came and leave them.
Lane came up behind me, kissing down my back distracting me from my worry, and he reassured me with his every touch.
I'd never been the biggest fan of anal, but the last time we did it while I was in heat had blown my mind, making me rethink my position on it.
Lane worked my asshole with two fingers, making sure I was lubed and ready to take him.
A major perk of being an omega— prep time was a thing of the past. I felt the blunt head push against me, and I relaxed into the pressure as he filled me up, sandwiching me between two of my mates.
I was beginning to believe that all other sex before this paled in comparison to what our connection brought to me in the here and now.
Taking a moment to make sure I was secure between them, they started to move.
I pulled Colt into a kiss as Lane wrapped himself around my back, his face in the crook of my neck as he thrust. Moaning and grunting filled the air in a beautiful symphony of love and lust reverberating with the strength of their purrs.
Peering over Colt's shoulder, I found Elias leaning against the door jamb, cock in hand.
He was matching their pace, heated eyes locking with mine.
I grinned at him and watched greedily as he worked himself, making me wish I could have him here with us, but I knew he would refuse.
My protector wouldn't feel as free to share me so unabashedly as my alphas seemed to amongst themselves.
No, he would want me all to himself for the first time.
After that, I would work on him sharing me with another...
or more than one other. Lane started to suck on his mate mark as he sped up, letting me know he was getting close as he started to swell.
Colt also latched on to his mark on my shoulder as he grunted into me, expanding inside my channel until they both locked in at the same time, tossing me off the edge that I was riding.
"Oh my fucking god, yes!" I screamed as they pushed me to my limit, filling me as they kept up their short thrusts.
Spiraling from one climax to another, I didn't even notice we'd fallen back onto the bed, my mates wrapped around me like a pretzel.
Grunting in my ear as they thrust, covering me in kisses as I melted into a blissful euphoria where all I could do was feel the love my mates had to give me.
Eventually, they stopped their efforts to kill me with orgasms, and we laid there, listening to each other's heartbeats until they softened enough to pull out of me.
"Come here, little dove, let me clean you up." Zander's voice whispered over my hot skin, lifting me from the bed.
He cradled me against his chest and carried me to the bathroom where I found a filled tub.
Stepping into it, we slipped into the hot water filled with lavender bubble bath, and he proceeded to wash me.
I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, I was being welcomed back to bed.
Surrounded by my men, well fucked and cared for, I slipped into unconsciousness completely, forgetting about the note I had found in my pocket.
The sound of a siren going off jolted me out of sleep, sitting up in the middle of a circle of mates who were also now on high alert and moving.
Bleary-eyed, everyone was tossing around clothes as they got dressed and headed downstairs.
Grabbing a shirt off the floor and slipping it on, I followed after them into the kitchen.
"What's going on?" I asked. Colt was on the phone with someone while Zander was opening up a laptop on the counter.
"Someone has breached pack lands; someone on patrol sounded the alarm," Lane explained as a naked man banged on the sliding glass door.
Elias was there in a flash, pulling it open to let him in.
"Alphas, there's a fire on the back service road; they set the supply shed up in flames.
There were two more sightings of people dressed in black entering at other points as well.
There's no way to know how many intruders we're dealing with. "
"Alright, go to the greenhouse, get the watering truck filled, and head out with a group to get that fire put out.
The last thing we need is the forest going up in flames.
Colt and I will head to the pack house. He's calling all able-bodied men there to start our search.
Elias, get all the women and children into the tunnels and take Finley with you," Lane barked out.
I looked around at my mates in action, ready to deal with whatever this crisis was going to bring us, but I knew what it really was. This was the diversion I needed to get out of here, but I didn't know what direction to go once I left the house.
"Finley!" Lane snapped. My body reacted to his command, spinning on my heel to face him, eyes wide. "You need to go with Elias to the tunnels with the other woman and children. You have to stay out of sight. Do you hear me?"
I nodded, knowing that what he’d just asked of me was exactly something I could use to my own needs.
Lane caught my arm as I headed out after Elias and kissed me like it might be the last time he was going to.
My wolf whined as we could feel Lane’s waring emotions through his kiss, wanting to keep us close but safe at the same time.
She didn’t want to leave him either, knowing we were safer together but the thought of being tucked away safe in the tunnels seemed to appease this need.
"Be safe, mate of mine. We can't lose you," he whispered, his forehead touching mine. "Now go."
Giving a glance at my other two mates dealing with other matters, my heart tugged.
If I made a big deal out of saying goodbye, I would tip them off.
As soon as I was outside, I pulled my shirt off and shifted, taking off after Elias and our pack mate to do as we'd been instructed.
Once back in the pack village, it was utter chaos, with women holding crying children as men yelled and tried to lead them to the pack house.
On the side of the house was a pair of open cellar doors, with children already being handed down to someone below.
Elias shifted back and paused, waiting for me to do the same before he caught my hand and dragged me to the cellar.
"Finley, I need you to help the women and children stay calm in the tunnels. If anything goes wrong or they get breached, follow the stars. They’ll lead you out to the border of our lands and into the mountains.
Hide there. We’ll come find you. Don't try to be a hero.
I know you're strong, but you aren't prepared. Believe me, after this, you’ll be getting some training.
I swear on my life I will make it happen.
" A quick kiss, then he was off to help get the rest of the women from the houses.
The guilt of what I had to do ate at me as I slipped into the tunnels and shifted back into my wolf.
No one knew what I looked like in this form, so it would be easier to sneak by and follow the path out into the mountains.
Hence the reason they supplied this kind of attack on the pack knowing they would send me down here.
The thing about the Organization is they were always prepared with overwhelming amounts of information about their targets before they sent one of us.
The Delilah case was unusual, especially considering all the facts: it being a Senate request, the rushed timeline, etc.
Women huddled in the dark, clutching each other and keeping their little ones close as I passed in the blackness, unnoticed.
Thanks to my wolf, I was easily able to see in the dark, spotting the etching of a simple star on the wall. So that’s what he meant.
Clear of the hustle and bustle, I quickly ran through the tunnels, needing to put more distance between us as fast as I could before I changed my mind.
Would I ever be back? Had Margaret changed her mind about me and decided to let me rejoin the Organization?
Did I want to go back after I handled this?
Too many questions, too many emotions clouding my thinking.
This was the reason we didn't get emotionally involved in anything; it fucked with our ability to be objective.
I was making the right call. I would not doom this pack because of the shadow that I brought with me.
The Dark Ring was a danger to all supernaturals and needed to be stopped by any means necessary.
As expected, the exit was sealed with a thick metal door that was bolted from the inside.
Shifting back since I needed hands to deal with this, but keeping my wolf close, this gave me her night vision as I grasped the rusted pin set in the lock.
Putting my whole body weight into it, the pin shifted…
bearly. Looking around I spotted a rock and used that to knock the thick pin from its place sending echoes down the tunnel.
I prayed that I was far enough away that no one would hear it and think we were being ambushed from behind.
The pin finally shot free, and I was able to slide the locking beam out of the way and shove open the door, exposing the night air.
Quickly closing the steel door with a deafening clang, I shifted and raced off into the mountains, knowing I would pick up on whatever scent I was meant to find soon enough.