Farren immediately put up her barrier, preventing them from getting any closer.
“Stand down, Farren.”
“No. I’ll hurt you.”
“We’re still your fucking alphas and if we say stand the fuck down, you obey us and stand down, omega.”
She jumped back in fear, her lip quivering, her eyes filled with defeat. The barrier weakened.
They semi-shifted, drawing on all their power and more, as they waded through the rest of the barrier to get to her. Finding strength beyond their boundaries just to be about to touch her. They grabbed her. Taking turns to kiss her. Knew she was redirecting her powers when everything around them was lifted off the floor and started spinning around them.
They kissed her hungrily, desperately, poured every ounce of love they had in them for her. They held her possessive, absorbing the hit when she lost concentration and started to direct her power on them.
Her taste was as glorious as ever. Nothing more would have mattered at the moment than burying their cocks into her. Their animal instinct was to brand her whole body with their seed.
But it didn’t last long enough. Whatever forced that operated inside her overrode her and before she could send them spiraling across the room, they tore their mouths away from her and stepped back, breathing heavily, their cocks painfully hard for her.
“Touch yourself,” Ashton said.
“I—”
“Now, Farren,” they both roared.
“Sit on that chair, open your legs and touch your pussy.”
She did as she was told, her lips swollen from their kisses, quivered.
She parted her legs slowly. They growled and howled at the sight of her naked pussy.
Fuck.
Her pretty fingers slipped between her wet folds. She gasped when they removed their belts and unearthed their cocks. At the sight of their thick hard shafts, she started to play with her clit.
Faster and faster and they matched her tempo as they pumped their cocks, imagining they were inside her glorious heat, feeling her flesh tighten around them.
“I love you,” she whispered, crying before she came, and they followed her. The agony of coming was something only being inside her could have made better.
Instantly they shifted and leaped into the dark night.
~~~***~~~
Shakily, Farren rose from the chair and ran to the window. She clutched her heart and screamed then bent over in agony.
She didn’t know how long she’d been in that position before Amanda and Rhiannon came to her. She wasn’t aware when they picked her up from the floor and put a blanket around her shoulders.
She was lost in oblivion. The only thing that kept her eating were the babies in her belly.
She said nothing, did nothing but nurture her heartache.
What would she do if something happened to them? The thought brought on her rage, and she had to control herself or she would bring the whole house down.
Time became inconsequential in her realm of hell.
After drinking a bowl of soup that Rhiannon had prepared for her, she fell into a dreamless sleep, but something awakened her.
She didn’t know whether she was dreaming or if it were real.
“Alphas,” she said softly, slipping off the bed. She didn’t know whether to go to them or not. If it wasn’t a dream she would hurt them.