Chapter 28
CHAPTER
TWENTY-EIGHT
ALISA
There’s heat flooding my veins, my panties are full of slick, and I want to beg Easton to fuck me.
“What did you put in the fans?” I ask, my voice cracking with strain. That has to be it. Alpha Bret used to push drugs through the vents in his clubs. All the girls used to complain about having a headache after working, and he’d tell them to take a nap and get over it.
He once confessed it while fucking his knot into my ass over his desk before he disappeared.
Theories of what it could be ran rampant in whispers, but it was actually a liquid form of rohypnol that he figured out how to make airborne.
Watching the fan blades whirl around across from me, I strongly suspect that’s what is happening now.
“It’s a little additive to help everyone relax.
” The alpha in front of me is Troy’s boss in a way.
He introduced himself as Mitch Ancherson at the start of the party, and he’s a huge tool.
“It won’t show up in any blood work because of how quickly it works through the body.
It leaves no evidence, other than the slight feeling of overindulgence. ”
Basically, we’re all going to feel hungover. Wonderful.
“This is wrong,” I gasp. God, I just want to be knotted and fucked so badly.
“It’s just a bit of fun,” Mitch smirks. “I need my players to drain their knots without the hint of scandal, and these escorts all have their own forms of birth control.”
“Fuck…yes. Take it, baby.”
My head whips around to find another hockey player on a lounger fucking a pretty girl who may actually be his mate.
“Knight and his omega have been trying to get pregnant for months. I’m practically providing a public service,” Mitch adds with a shrug. “I want to get the team a taste of greatness. This is how I’ll achieve that. Nothing is getting in my way. Not even your prudish behavior.”
Except, these are private moments being broadcast to everyone outside. I met Knight’s omega and she was really sweet. I don’t think she’d recognize herself now.
Mitch doesn’t know anything about me or how I had to fuck on demand, drugged and a shell of myself. I don’t know what to do right now.
The soles of fancy shoes scrape over the concrete pavers as Easton toys with the edge of my panties. A whine tears from my lips again and my alpha’s patience ends. A quick yank on my panties tears them off and he spears my pussy with his fingers, a triumphant growl filling the air as I moan.
“What the fuck is this?” Troy asks. The back of my head grinds into Easton’s chest as he holds me close, his thumb rubbing my clit as he gives me what I so desperately need.
“There’s drugs in the air,” I gasp, my lashes fluttering as Easton grinds his knot into my ass. “I need to come.”
Lyle and Silas flank Troy on either side and Lyle is almost purple with rage.
“I’m going to sue you into the goddamned ground, Ancherson.”
“That’s cute, but Troy’s contract states he’ll participate in all mandated team events. This party counts,” Mitch shrugs. “Get on your knees and eat her sweet cunt. Fuck, I don’t even care if you start barking, I bet her pussy is worth it. It’s all I can fucking smell.”
A deep blush lights up my chest and crawls up my neck, and my dress shows off my embarrassment. There’s nowhere to hide as my alphas gaze at me.
“I quit.”
“Troy.” My vision blacks out for a second as I wordlessly scream, on the razor’s edge of pain and pleasure. Fuck, this hurts.
“You’re still going to have to fuck her,” Mitch snorts without remorse. “The drug works like MDMA in a way. You’re going to crave to be touched, and it hits women the hardest. The only thing you’ll accomplish is hurting her.”
“I’m going to fucking—”
“Troy,” Lyle grunts, silencing him. I can sense through the bond with Silas that whatever he wanted to say shouldn’t be. If Mitch disappears, we’ll be the first people the cops accuse if Troy threatens him. “We’ll handle it. Get the fuck out of my face, Ancherson. Go cause trouble somewhere else.”
Mitch simply smirks and begins to walk away, his low, haunting whistle amidst the chaos around us raising goosebumps all over my body. Oh, it could simply be the air on my skin as Easton pulls my dress down to pinch and tease my nipples.
“East,” Troy groans. His cock is thick beneath his pants and he glares at the fans around us.
“I can’t… I need to fuck her. I’m sorry,” he gasps.
“Fucking bastard,” Lyle mutters, kneeling in between my thighs. “I know this is really fucked up, Little Fighter, but I need a color.”
“Yellow,” I confess. “You can’t stop this. It… Alpha, it’s starting to burn.”
“Like a heat?” he asks, pushing my dress up my thighs. The material now bunches around my waist, and his fingers push my pussy lips open.
My alphas crowd around him so no one else can see me and I find this helps.
“Worse,” I whimper. “I can…do this as long as no one else can see.”
“You don’t have to,” Troy growls. The vibration makes my walls clench around Easton’s fingers and I squeal as I gush. Cheers go up behind me and my alphas snarl in their direction.
“I do. Troy. Please.”
“We’ll handle our shit after this,” Silas says quietly. “She’s so turned on, I can feel how much she needs us. Lyle, eat her out and make her scream. I don’t give a fuck about anyone else. Do you feel the drug? It feels like fire licking through my veins.”
“Yes,” I gasp.
Lyle drags his tongue over my clit as soon as Easton moves his thumb, while Silas and Troy help free East’s cock from his pants.
Together, they pull the offending article of clothing to the ground, tossing it aside to allow him to grind his shaft against my back.
Lyle’s hands move to my ass, and East helps him lift me up.
Teamwork has Troy lining up East’s cock, and then I’m being impaled on it. If I was anywhere else, this would be really fucking hot.
“We’re here,” Lyle rumbles, his lips on my clit. “Stay with us, sweet girl. Eyes on us.”
Easton’s hips pump up into my sopping wet pussy, and Troy palms his cock as I begin to scream.
Lyle pushes Troy at me, and he gasps as he catches himself on the chair.
Troy leans down to swallow down my cries, his hands moving to open his pants to free his cock.
My fingers dig into his ass as soon as his skin is bare, and I vaguely think about how he thinks nothing about being naked in front of his team and strangers, but wants to keep me safe from view.
“I love you,” Troy hisses against my lips, licking them before he shifts until his pierced crown is begging for entrance next. Opening wide, I groan as he thrusts forward to fill my mouth. Fingers move over my body and East’s and we both cry out at the same time.
“Do you have thick fingers in your ass too?” he rasps in my ear. “He’s going to fuck you with them until you see stars, baby girl. Let him know how much you love it.”
I have no idea whose fingers are inside of me or if it’s the same person currently finger fucking my alpha, but it doesn’t matter.
The haze of the drugs are hitting all of us, and now that Silas is here, the effects are stronger.
The feedback loop is so fucking intense, my muscles are trembling with desire.
“I know, baby,” Silas says, his voice full of gravel and arousal. There’s a hint of ozone to the air as well, but it does little to dampen the drugs coursing through our system.
Everything about this is fucked up, but the only way to get through it, is to fuck.
I swallow around Troy’s cock, moaning as his precum slides down my throat. Someone lifts one of my legs and I whimper as it changes how deep Easton’s cock is inside of me. My fingers dig into Easton and Troy’s muscles, and my toes curl as my next orgasm begins to build.
I can hear people moaning and crying out getting louder around me. The sounds almost have a tactile effect, traveling over my skin as Troy’s fingers squeeze my throat. My pussy clenches with need, and Lyle growls as he watches the slick slide down Easton’s cock.
“Troy, squeeze harder,” Silas insists.
“I…”
My nails break into Troy’s skin, and I whine around his cock as my eyes beg him to do it.
“Goddamn, baby girl.” His fingers tighten around the column of my throat, groaning as he feels the outline of his cock as his hips thrust in and out of it.
Tears slide unbidden down my face into my hair as I gag around his dick, muffling my scream as I find my release as they fuck me in tandem.
Their rhythm belies the amount of time we’ve been a pack, that’s how well they work together.
“Lyle…fuck, your mouth,” Easton curses. “I’m coming. Fuck!”
“Not…going to last,” Troy admits, his head dropping back as he loses himself to the sensations crashing over me.
All I can do is hold on for the ride as cum fills my mouth and I do my best to swallow it. Easton’s knot teases my entrance, and I feel Lyle’s fingers pull out of my ass to pinch his thigh.
“I’m not going to knot her,” East promises. “Not here.”
“Good boy. Mine.” Lyle bites my thigh with a deep rumble in his chest and I scream again around Troy’s shaft as he groans.
“Fuck, I want to bite you so badly. I hate how much this shit is getting to me.”
“Fight it, Troy,” Silas grunts. “No goddamned bites here. Not when we aren’t sure how she’ll react. Cover her. I need our girl next.”
Silas lifts me off Easton’s cock as everyone changes positions, and my dress is tossed to the side as he sits in the chair next. His fingers tangle into my hair as I straddle him, and he kisses me as hands spread my ass cheeks wide.
“So fucking pretty. Lyle’s going to fuck your ass, and I’m going to get you ready for him,” East says.
Fingers tilt my head back, and I find myself grinning up at Lyle. I know I’m safe with them. My alphas are surrounding me, keeping my body hidden completely. I tell myself this is no different than having sex in our backyard, even though I’d never do this of my own volition in someone else’s.
Silas’ hands lift my hips up, dragging my core over his shaft as I whimper.