Page 29 of Sold to the Alphas

But my wolf didn’t care. Mybodydidn’t care. The sensitivity of my skin was almost painful, and the heat inside of me, the need, was growing by the second.

I whimpered, and then I nodded, reaching for Marshall and curling my fingers into the fabric of his shirt.

“Touch me, Alpha,” I whined. My thighs clenched together, and I groaned as a wave of pulsing desperation made my stomach squirm, sick and needy all over again.

Marshall cursed, his eyes flicking over to August over my shoulder. I didn’t look back at the other alpha, but I could feel his presence behind me as he gently wrapped his hands around my hips and slid his fingers under the hem of my shirt.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he said softly. “Let’s get this off you. We’ll make you a little more comfortable, yeah?”

If I had been entirely rational, I would have bristled at the way that all three of them were treating me as if I were made out of spun glass. I didn't want them to baby me; I wanted them to treat me seriously, even if I wasn’t here to stay permanently, and their intentions when they had gotten me were less than pure.

But I wasn’t in my rational mind, and when August helped to pull my shirt off, leaving my torso blissfully bare, I let out a groan of gratitude before my hands slid down, scrabbling at the waist of my pants.

“Off, off, off,” I mumbled.

Marshall’s hands clasped gently around my wrists, stopping my frantic movements. I looked up at him, my vision already starting to haze over with need, and a small smirk was touching his usually serious expression, making him so handsome that I fucking ached.

“Don’t worry,” he murmured. “We’ll take care of you, I promise.”

Lips found the nape of my neck, teasing the sensitive skin there, and I tipped my head back, whining as another pair of hands found the waist of my pants and shoved them down until they pooled at my feet, letting me step out.

“Good girl.” Finn. He was the one kissing my neck, and he teased along the column before he sank his teeth into my scent glands.

The gesture made me gasp, and my head fell back as the heat inside me surged. My thighs were already wet with slick, and it was only the beginning. God, I’d never thought it would be like this. I’d neverthought...

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay, Omega,” August soothed, seeming to sense my rising stress levels. He pulled me out of Marshall and Finn’s arms and tugged me toward the nest, rumbling out a soothing growl as he did so. “Let’s get in the nest. Come on. Don’t you want to show your alphas how good you can be for us?”

The words should have been condescending, but they weren’t. They soothed something inside me, and I found myself nodding along as I stumbled and then fell face-first into the nest that didn’t smell enough like me or my alphas.

I could be good. I could show them how good of an omega I was. I needed them. I needed someone touching me, making the need—god, it needed to go away...

“Shh.” A touch on my flank made me tense up and then relax again when I was rolled onto my back. I looked up into Marshall’s dark eyes, and they glinted at me as he settledbetween my legs. Sometime between Finn’s kiss and now, all three of them had stripped down, and the fact that I hadn’t been aware enough to realize that they were getting naked should have been concerning to me. I hated the idea that my mind wasn’t my own and that I was going insane simply because of my biology.

But the sight of all three of them, tall and muscled and lean and so fucking hard, made my pussy clench, and their air bloomed with my scent. All three of them growled in response as Marshall shoved himself a little lower, bringing his face level with my pussy.

“Let me have a taste, Omega,” he murmured, barely giving me a warning before his mouth was sealed around my clit.

“Oh!” I arched, my hands flying to his red hair, and I whimpered, my hips jerking and already trying to ride his face. My clit was so sensitive that every flick of his tongue felt like it would drive me over the edge, and Finn chuckled darkly as he climbed into the nest and then settled next to me, his hard cock brushing up against my hip and making my pussy clench.

“How does he feel, omega?” he murmured, the words a deliciously sexy taunt. “Is he giving you what that needy pussy is craving?”

Marshall’s fingers slid between my legs as Finn spoke, teasing at my entrance for a second before he pushed them deep inside me, two thick digits suddenly filling me and soothing some of the ragged need. He started to fuck me with them, smooth and slow as his tongue worked me over, and the low growls that he let out told me that he was enjoying this just as much as I was.

Still, it wasn’t enough. August sank into the nest on my other side, burying his face in my neck and seeming content to cup one of my breasts and hold me while his fellow alphas worked me over. Again, having him so close to me helped to soothe my ragged instincts a little, but it still. Wasn’t.Enough.

“Please,” I gasped. “God, please, please, please...”

Finn chuckled, the sound a little unhinged as he leaned close to me. The tip of his nose brushed against mine, and his scent filled my nose as he purred, “Please what, omega? Use your words for us.”

I thrashed a little, shaking my head helplessly. I knew what he wanted from me and wanted to give it to him. I did. I wanted to tell him, to tellthemanything that they wanted to hear. Anything that would make them touch me and taste me and give me their cocks because that was what I needed right now. I didn’t need to think; I didn’t want to speak. I just needed to be fucked, and I needed it to be them, I needed them, I needed them, I needed...

“Finn. Stop teasing her. Not the time,” August commanded, his voice short and brisk but still warm. His lips brushed up against my throat, and I felt his chest rise against my arm as he breathed me in and his fingers teased at my nipple. Marshall’s tongue continued to flick over my clit, again and again, and my hips shook under his punishing grip, desperate to ride against his tongue until I was finally able tocome...

“Spoilsport,” Finn murmured, though his words had no heat. He gripped my chin and lifted my face, and then he sealed our mouths together, his tongue sliding into my mouth when I gasped, taking the open invitation and running with it.

I loved it. I gave myself over to them as Finn kissed me, and Marshall finger-fucked my pussy with humiliatingly wet sounds, the fabric of the nest growing wet with the slick between my legs. The thought would have made me embarrassed, but my cheeks were burning with the fever of my heat, and there was no room for any higher thinking—no room for me to be embarrassed about what my body needed.

I needed alphas. I needed to be fucked. And I would get it if it was the last thing I did.

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