Chapter 19
Hunter
Thursday
Zachary and I are at the gym getting in a quick early morning workout before our omega wakes up. We had gone into her room to see if she wanted to join us, but we discovered her all tucked away in the closet, tangled up with a peaceful Alric, and we figured we’d better not wake them up.
When we did see Alric later, he dropped the bomb on us of what she told him late last night, and I burned off my anger at her fathers with dumbbells.
This house isn’t used all that often, but it’s been equipped with quite the workout space.
Large windows that faced the ocean, racks of weights, and plenty top-of-the-line machines to pick from.
The rain has stopped, but it’s still mostly gray outside.
Hopefully there will be some sun tomorrow so she can finally have the beach vacation I promised.
I have my tripod set up, filming this workout for my video channel. I think I’ll call this one “Gains in Greece.”
My speakers are playing upbeat music from my leg day playlist, and I lower the sound slightly when Zachary finishes his current set.
“Do you think we’re making any progress?” I ask him. “I’m trying to figure out how much hope to hold on to.”
He chugs some of his water before answering. “It’s hard to tell. She seems happy here with us, getting more comfortable every day, but we all did agree on one week of a fake pack. Maybe she’s just enjoying herself.”
I don’t blame her. She wants what she wants.
We have no interest in an omega who doesn’t want to be in a pack or doesn’t want to be with us, but damn, the idea of never seeing her again eats at me.
“I’m desperate to do more to show her how much she means to me, but terrified that’ll only scare her way.”
He nods, wiping his brow with a small towel.
“Maybe she will at least consider going back to the way it was. Once a week or something. It doesn’t have to be all or nothing.
There’s a lot of middle ground between never seeing us again, leaving us all to suffer, and being bonded and bound to us forever.
Hopefully, this is enough time for her to realize pack life with us would be amazing and want it. ”
“Yeah, hopefully.”
We fall back into silence, focusing on our own workouts.
We’re almost at the end of our session when she pops up.
Zachary and I greet her with identical “Good morning!” and that makes her laugh. I wonder if she’d let me record it so I could hear it every time I got a text message. Would that make me seem like a serial killer?
Probably.
“May I join you?” she asks, staring at my bare chest dripping with sweat.
The room perfumes with the scent of her desire. It makes my mouth water.
I don’t want to get my gross gym hands on her, so I wash them quickly in the small sink, Zachary following, and we head over to her.
She wears a workout set I’m delighted to realize is one of mine.
Tiny pink shorts with a matching sports bra and tiny lipstick marks going down the shoulder and across the rib band.
One of the first designs in my omega collection.
I had told her I’ve been working on the line for a while and needed an omega’s assistance, but really, I just wanted extra time with her.
Material samples, opinions on sketches, photoshoots, and fittings.
It was a unique experience for us.
She, of course, charged me, but as pathetic as it sounds, I spent the whole time pretending that she really was my business partner.
That there was no payment needed to be around her.
If only I had known then that she was seeing Zach and Alric, we could’ve had so much more time to convince her we were meant to be hers.
Although she was wearing scent blockers the whole time so none of us would’ve ever known we were fated to be together.
Is this a sign it will all work out in the end?
I fucking hope so.
“What do you normally do when you work out?” Zachary asks, as eager as I am to spend this time with her.
“Cardio, a little bit of weightlifting. I have a very serious love-hate relationship with the rowing machine in my building’s shitty gym. Although most of my workouts just end with me leaving early and getting a smoothie down the block.”
Zachary and I both glance at each other. Shitty gym? I’ve never heard of any omega apartment complexes having shitty gyms. They pride themselves on having all the extra amenities to get omega residents. She must live in an older building.
“We can take it easy, then. See any machines you like?” I ask helpfully.
She glances around.
“Or,” Zach says rubbing his chin with a mischievous smile, “you could be our weight?”
Our omega steps up to him, bouncing on her heels.
“Oh, I don’t know, can you even lift me?
” Zachary lets out a boisterous laugh before scooping one arm between her thighs and squatting so she lies forward on his shoulders.
She squeals in delight, grabbing his other arm while he moves up and down in perfect form.
After a hundred squats, he lets her down.
He leans down to kiss her and she wraps her arms around his neck to pull him close. They are damn cute together. If we were all in high school, it would be the top gossip, the nerd who got hot and the cheerleader everyone wants.
They break apart and she looks at me. “Show me what you got, hot shot.”
I jump at the opportunity because I know exactly what I want to do.
Hip thrust.
I hear Zachary chuckle when I lie on my back in the middle of the shiny black bench and plant my feet on the floor, raising my hips.
She straddles me and my cock rises. It doesn’t go unnoticed as she leans down to give me a kiss before I lower my hips, only to drive them up again.
Hard. She lifts up with each thrust, her breasts bouncing.
“Hunter, I think you need to go deeper,” Zach jokes.
“You know, I think you’re right, old friend.” I go as low as I can before launching my hips up again.
Her laugh turns into a moan, her eyes closing as my hard cock rubs against her pussy. I can even see some of the slick pooling in the fabric, so I move slower this time, letting her enjoy the friction.
“Zach, will you turn off the camera?”
While I’d love to capture this moment forever, I don’t think she wants this recorded, but she surprises me when she says, “No, you can leave it on. I’ve always wanted to make a movie like this.”
My cock gets even harder.
Zachary pauses, but there’s a gleam in his eyes. “You sure?”
She rolls her hips and the pleasure shoots through me. “Yes, alpha.”
I love the way she says that word.
He comes up behind her, his hands sliding under her sports bra, gently squeezing while she leans back against him. “Can I show Hunter your pretty tits? They’re so beautiful when they bounce like that.”
Our omega closes her eyes on a breathy, “Yes.”
I keep up with my thrusting—who knew dry humping could be so hot? I want to see her come this way. Clothes in the way and all, just the slide of us together.
“Good girl,” he whispers in her ear before slipping the fabric over her head. I move my hips slightly faster. Zach was right, her tits are so pretty when they bounce.
She begins to shake a little, reaching her arms up to lock her fingers around Zachary’s neck as he plays with her nipples. I know she’s close from the way she moves her hips in time with mine.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cries as she breaks apart in the most lovely way. I nod at Zachary, who scoops her up when her orgasm ends, cradling her to his chest so I can stand up, our omega nestled between us.
I want to see her come over and over again. “What do you want, babycakes?” I ask, hoping the answer involves us all naked.
She looks between both of us, dragging her teeth across that plump bottom lip of hers before she says, “Both of you, at the same time.”
Hell, yes!
Zachary and I wear matching ravenous smiles that promise her a great time. We’ve never shared before, but there’s a first time for everything. We both feel so passionately for this omega, and being friends for so long is a plus.
He sets her down, slowly pulling down her shorts and kneeling to kiss each hip as he helps her step out of them. She rubs both of our abs. “Let’s put all these muscles to good use. Clothes off, gentlemen!”
Zach laughs. “Yes, ma’am.” We both yank off our clothes in record time.
“How do you want us?” I ask.
She looks thoughtful. “I don’t know, I’ve never had two alphas at the same time.”
I resist the urge to high-five Zach. “Shall we take you to Paris or do you want to try us both? We will go slow.”
Our omega looks down at our erections before sliding her fingers through her glistening slit. We groan when she takes her slick-covered hands to grab our cocks, slowly pumping. “Well, they say omegas are very stretchy.”
“We should test that theory,” I say with false seriousness, my eyes nearly rolling back in my head at the touch.
“For science,” Zachary adds with a groan.
She giggles, knowing exactly the effect she has on us. “Hunter, lie down on the bench.”
I lie down with comical swiftness and she’s quick to follow.
My goddess straddles me, leaning down to kiss me.
It’s slow and sensual, my tongue exploring her mouth, teeth nibbling on her bottom lip.
The pressure of her above me is perfection, her breasts pressed into me.
She moans against my lips when Zach steps behind her, pumping his fingers into her, stretching and teasing.
Her slick drips on my balls, driving me wild. My cock is pressed between us and I’m desperate for movement.
Thankfully, Zach pulls on her ponytail and she instantly rises. He whispers into her neck, “Why don’t you show our dear friend here how much you love his dick?”
She nods and lets him lift her hips up while I grab myself so Zach can lower her onto me. I groan at the sensation of her sliding down onto me with her hot, tight pussy.
“Fuck!” I growl, moving my hips with her. This is fucking heaven.
Her hips are like magic, rolling against my cock.
Zachary lines up behind her. “Ready for me, little omega?”
“Oh, yes!” she moans, sweet as sugar. She stops moving for a moment to let Zach in that perfect ass of hers.
I reach down, grabbing each of her butt cheeks, and spread her wider for him.
While I can’t see him enter, I can sure feel the new pressure with each push into her.
He takes his time, ensuring she’s ready for him with short pumps.
Finally, she takes all of him while I pull out a little.
Zach and I move in a precise rhythm and it causes her to throw her head blissfully back, bouncing above me.
“This…feels…so…fucking…good!” She can barely get the words out. I want to make her experience this feeling every damn day of her life. Dedicate my whole life to worshiping her, loving her, making her laugh.
We fuck into her over and over again, the sounds of our combined pleasure echoing around the room.
“Our omega takes her alphas so well,” Zachary praises her, leaning down to kiss her shoulder.
“Oh yes, she does,” I say, obsessed with the sight of her pinned between us, lost to the sensations of her alphas fucking her, her breasts pressed to my chest.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she screams when she comes, tightening around us. Zach and I both moan at the added grip she has on our cocks, so tight we are barely able to move until she relaxes again. One orgasm is not enough, we need to give her at least one more.
I don’t know what sound I love more, the moans she makes now as we pump into her, or her laughter, joyful and free. She is the sun and Alric, Zach, and I are helpless but to orbit her.
Obsessed with everything she does and all that she is.
I reach up to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples. Zach’s hand holds her neck, pushing deep inside of her.
Why can’t we keep her? I want to give her this euphoria forever.
My own builds inside of me like an inferno of salacious desire, her whimpers feeding the flames. The sensation of both of us inside of her is electric, each of us finding the perfect movement that has her quivering between us.
“No knots,” she whispers with a panicked edge.
“We know baby, no knots.” I kiss her, soothing whatever’s going on in her mind.
I’m barely keeping my orgasm at bay but I want, no, I need her to come again first. I delve between us and I find her soaking clit, gliding two of my fingers around it.
Zachary pulls her up to his chest so I can have better access, still pounding into her ass.
The way her face twists with ecstasy, lips open on a silent scream, is the best damn view in the world.
She comes, tightening her grasp on Zachary and I once more as she does. It sends me over the edge. Pulling out just enough so my knot doesn’t inflate inside of her. Zachary pulls out completely, painting her ass cheeks with his cum.
This was awesome.
Our alpha purrs roar to life for her. We’re all out of breath and she collapses on top of me, hair falling in her face. I move it out of the way, tucking it behind her ears. “You did amazing, babycakes.”
She smiles at me, tired eyes falling closed.
“Let’s get you rinsed off,” Zach adds.
Our omega nods, wrapping her arms around me while I carry her to the gym’s shower. I’ll edit and send her the video of us all fucking later, a little souvenir for her.
What a fantastic morning.