Down the Hall

Mari

I should be screaming and fighting, but I don’t want to. It’s like the lust and desire coursing through my veins has paralyzed me, killing the urge to run, and replacing it with a deep need to please.

My body hangs limp on Hutch’s shoulder as he carries me through the house to Izan’s bedroom. The scent of candles hit my nose, followed by Everly’s soft lavender aroma.

The beta stands at the foot of the bed. Her plaid pajamas are gone, replaced by a sexy black nighty. It compliments her lean figure well. It shows off her long legs and the slight curve of her breasts, but her face is too innocent for the outfit. Her rounded cheeks and black-rimmed glasses make her look like a little girl, playing dress up in her mother’s clothes.

“You look gorgeous.” Izan moves to Everly, kissing her deeply as Hutch carries me to the massive bed. The comforter is gone and there’s only a single white sheet and a few pillows.

Hutch tosses me onto the bed. I bounce, unable to move. In the past, when my body locked up, my mind would instantly drift—I’d go to a safe place while my body endured. But right now, I can’t do anything other than stare up at the identical alphas standing over me.

“You need to taste her lips,” Hutch says to his brother.

Dassy’s usually playful demeanor is completely gone. His expression is dark and hungry—his pupils blown wide as they dart all over my face.

“Omega,” Dassy growls deep in his chest. He places one knee on the bed, then another. The mattress dips as he slowly moves over me. My body is primed, slick soaking through my shorts, but my mind is a mess.

“Don’t hurt me,” I say, holding up my trembling hands.

“What?” Shock and sadness pull at the corners of Dassy’s eyes. “Never.” He rests one elbow next to my head. I’m trapped. His massive body hovers above me, and his arms cage my face. I squeeze my eyes shut tight, trying like hell to concentrate on my breathing.

“Mari,” Izan says my name, and my head snaps to the side. I look right at the alpha standing at the foot of the bed, waiting for him to speak. “Relax.” The single word is a gentle command. “Dassy won’t hurt you. None of us will. Breathe, omega.”

My body pulls in a full breath of air, then slowly pushes it out.

“Good girl. Do it again,” Izan says and I obey. “Now open your legs.”

He takes a single step as if to move around the bed, and I blurt out, “No.”

Izan freezes. In fact, everyone does. Dassy, Hutch, Everly, and Izan are all looking at me, eagerly waiting for me to speak. It’s a subtle shift in the room, but it means everything. They’re all listening to me.

“I don’t want you,” I say to Izan, curious as to what the alpha will do.

A slow-spreading smile lifts one side of his mouth, and his eyes narrow. “What do you want, Mari?” His voice is a delicious purr. “Tell Dassy. Tell your alpha what you want.”

A wash of nerves hits me, as I turn my head to look up at the alpha hovering over me. Dassy’s blue eyes are so intense this close. They’re filled with lust, desire, but also admiration...at least I think that’s what it is.

“Tell him,” Izan says, urging me to speak.

“I don’t want Izan to touch me,” I say to Dassy. “Only you.” The blond alpha instantly smiles. It’s mischievous and excited, eager to give me whatever I want.

“Yes, ma’am.” His words melt into a rumbling purr. I glance out of the corner of my eye at Izan, curious to how he took that, but before I can find him, Dassy cups my cheek, forcing me to face him. “You are so beautiful.” His warm breath fans over my face as he slowly lowers himself. His mouth ghosts over mine, his nose brushing lightly against mine. It’s almost as if he’s savoring the precious moments right before our first kiss.

My body heats as he comes closer and closer.

And then, he kisses me.

It’s so much softer than Hutch. Tender, yet intense, as our mouths slant together. “Omega,” Dassy purrs, slipping his tongue between my lips, slowly dipping into my mouth. His tongue moves with mine, teasing and tasting me at first. But then his warm hand tilts my head to one side, and he plunges deeper, twisting his tongue with mine.

It’s not dominating or violent.

It’s not an excuse for him to humiliate or own me.

It’s a purely passionate kiss, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. We’re sharing this, like a dance between two people, rather than something to be taken from me.

Dassy continues to kiss me as someone settles on the bed next to us. It’s Hutch. I can smell his woodsy, citrus aroma. It twists with Dassy’s, creating an addictive and vibrant fragrance with a little peppery edge coming from the basil. It settles me, relaxing every bone in my spine. It’s not the same effect as Izan’s aroma. The pack alpha’s scent makes my heartbeat race and my temper flare. It feels… exciting ? I’m not sure if that’s the right word, but it definitely gets me riled up.

“Fuck me.” Dassy breaks the kiss, making a pained whimper leap from my chest. “Look at you.” He ignores my sound of distress as he looks down my body. One of his hands rests on my stomach, before drifting up, cupping one of my breasts. He squeezes hard and I moan.

“Show your alphas how pretty you are,” Hutch whispers as he reaches across my body. I stare up at the alpha as he pops open the buttons on my shirt. One by one, he exposes me slowly. Once unbuttoned, he pulls open my shirt and cool air brushes my skin. Hutch licks his lips, and Dassy gasps loudly.

“You have an inverted nipple!” Dassy says as if it’s the greatest surprise he’s ever been given. I’m so shocked by his reaction that I forget to be embarrassed by it. “I fucking love inverted nipples.” He squeezes my breast, pushing my flesh up as he opens his mouth wide. Then he sucks.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as his tongue swirls and flicks, drawing my nipple out. His hands pull at my shorts, tugging them down my legs. Hutch helps, pulling them clean off. Slick coats my inner thighs, dribbling onto the mattress beneath us.

Dassy releases my breast, turning to look at Izan. I follow his gaze, surprised to find our pack alpha sitting in a high-backed chair in the center of the room. Everly sits on his lap, Izan’s hand between her legs, both of them watching us with lust-filled eyes.

“What does her pussy taste like?” Dassy asks Izan.

Izan smiles widely, then he shrugs. “You’ll have to tell me.” His dark eyes meet mine. “I’ve never eaten her out.”

“What?” Hutch’s voice is shocked, but Dassy doesn’t say a word. He drops between my legs, not giving me a chance to object.

“Please—” My words are cut off as Dassy wrenches my knees apart, spreading me wide. I slap my palms over my scars, trying to hide them the best I can. I’m not able to cover all of them, but I’m able to hide the worst ones.

“Breathe, Mari,” Hutch gently commands as he pinches my nipple. Sparks shoot straight to my core and a gush of slick erupts from my pussy.

Dassy’s breath fans over my sex as he slaps at the back of my thighs. I squeeze my eyes shut tight, waiting for that gross sensation of a tongue slobbering all over my opening, but to my surprise, Dassy doesn’t dive in. Instead, the tip of his tongue traces me gently. His wet muscle brushes against my slit, caressing each fold before moving to my clit. He kisses the sensitive nub once. Twice.

“Look at me,” Hutch says and my eyes snap open. He places a finger under my chin, forcing our eyes to meet. “Look at me, omega.” His voice is a rumbling purr, making all of my fear and uncertainty fall away. “Let Dassy tend to you.”

Dassy’s broad tongue laps at my sex, making me gasp. But Hutch holds my gaze, not allowing me to look away as his brother licks me. Dassy alternates from long, languid swipes of my opening to small, rapid flicks on my clit. Between his hot breath and wild movements, my senses are in overdrive. The coil deep in my belly is quickly building, and my knees slowly draw higher.

“That’s a good girl.” Hutch caresses my cheek, brushing the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip and over the tip of my tongue. “You’re such a pretty girl.” Hutch praises me as Dassy licks through my folds, feasting on me between wide flicks of his tongue. “Do you like that?” Hutch asks and I nod, unable to form words. “Do you want his tongue higher? Lower?” He removes his thumb from my mouth, touching between my legs. He circles my clit in time with Dassy’s tongue. “Tell me, omega.”

“Huh-higher,” I manage to say, then I gasp as Hutch pulls the hood of my pussy up, giving Dassy access to my clit.

My nails dig into the mattress as Dassy eats me out as if his life depends on it. My back arches and my hips roll, grinding against his mouth. Hutch gently plucks at both of my nipples, squeezing and pinching as a devastating orgasm rolls through me.

My whole body shakes and my inner walls flutter, squeezing on nothing. I feel so empty as the wave of pleasure dies.

I need more.

Now .

“I can’t wait to see this pretty pussy bursting with cum.” Dassy admires my pussy as he licks his lips clean of my slick. “How many times should we make her come?” He looks up at Hutch as he casually pushes two fingers deep inside me. He curls them fast and hard, smiling up at his brother.

I just came, but my body is ready again. It’s disorienting and almost painful, but I roll my hips, praying he doesn’t stop. My second orgasm is even stronger, making my toes curl and sending another gush of slick all over the bed. Hutch smiles as he plays with my clit, helping me to feel every last ounce of pleasure I can.

“I’m going to prepare your ass,” Dassy’s voice is so soft and loving that I almost don’t realize what he said until his fingers lazily thrust into my back entrance.

“Wait!” I yip when he adds a second finger. But I don’t even have time to react when he suddenly has a third inside me, spreading all three fingers to stretch my walls until it burns. I whimper, and the room fills with deep purrs, easing the sting.

Hutch reaches down, dipping his fingers into my pussy while his brother continues to finger-fuck my ass. It hurts… maybe . Hutch thrusts a few times, making sure to rub his palm against my clit. Then he removes his fingers and sucks on them one by one, almost as if he’s sampling me.

“Fuck, you taste good.” His voice is a deep growl, making me pant even harder.

“I think she’s ready,” Dassy looks up at Hutch. He has four fingers buried deep in my ass, spreading and thrusting over and over again.

Hutch reaches for me, lifting me by my waist and setting me on his lap. His hands are shockingly gentle as he settles me exactly where he wants—my back pressed against his firm chest. Dassy helps him, placing my feet on Hutch’s knees, then forcing my legs wide. I’m so lost in the feel of the thick cock resting against the seam of my pussy that I forget to cover my scars. Dassy’s fingers brush over the biggest one, and I freeze. He glances at my mauled skin, then he stares at it. Deep lines of confusion etch between his brows, and then realization slams into him.

“Sweet, Mari,” Dassy whispers so softly, tears gather in the corner of my eyes. “I am so sorry, my precious girl.” The edge of his thumb traces the ugly bite mark. There are four of them in total, from three different alphas—monsters that hunted and terrorized me, before leaving me for dead in the woods. Stefan was never the same after that. I think the guilt of me being attacked while he hid was more than he could bear.

“Marigold,” Hutch touches my chin, gently urging my head to turn. I look at him over my shoulder, his face so close to mine. “Look how beautiful you are for your alphas,” he purrs, and the tension in my throat lessens. “Touch Dassy’s cock.” He takes my hand, moving it to where he wants. Dassy hums as I grab the shaft. “Can you feel how hard he is for you?”

I nod as Hutch begins to move my hand for me, forcing me to jack Dassy off. A small part of my brain feels weird about being between two brothers in such an intimate way, but all their attention is on me. It almost feels… natural ?

“That’s a good girl,” Dassy moans as he reaches between my legs. He grips Hutch’s cock, guiding it toward my ass. I turn to look at what he’s doing, but Hutch shakes his head, telling me I’m not allowed to look away from him.

“Eyes on me,” Hutch says as he releases my hand and grips my hips. He lifts me slightly, then he notches the crown against my hole. And I’m forced down. I sink onto his cock, the fucking thing popping past the tight ring of muscles. I whimper and gasp as I’m stretched wider than I’ve ever been before. Finally, my hips fall flush with Hutch, and the sting eases into a manageable burn.

“It hurts,” I whimper as Dassy drops his head to kiss my lips. “It’s too much,” I hiss, scrunching up my face.

“You’re doing so good,” Hutch purrs in my ear as he reaches around me, splaying his big hand across both of my breasts. “Just breathe.”

“No,” I mumble, wiggling my hips again. It makes the pressure shift, and something lush shoots from my ass to my nipples. I wiggle again and my eyes float closed, but the sensation quickly fades when Dassy presses his cock against my entrance. “I can’t take both.” I blurt out, panicked.

“Yes, you can.” Everly is suddenly at my side. Where did she come from?

And where’s Izan?

My eyes dart around the room, not stopping until they land on the alpha still sitting in his chair. His pants are gone, and he’s pumping his rock-hard cock in slow, steady strokes. He looks lost to desire, watching as the twins tend to me.

“Take him slowly,” Everly says in her sweet voice as she helps Dassy line up.

A strangled sound leaves my throat as Dassy pushes. Inch by impossible inch. The pressure inside me seems to triple and I scream out. I have no idea if it’s with pleasure or pain, but it makes Dassy chuckle and Hutch moan.

“Look how gorgeous you are stuffed full of cock,” Dassy says as if it’s the most glorious thing he’s ever seen. Then he begins to move and my hands fly to his neck. Dassy thrusts for both of them, the movement of his hips, making me glide across Hutch’s shaft at the same time. Both of their cocks are coated in my slick, slipping and sliding across my separate channels as Everly reaches between us, circling my clit.

Trapped in a fog of pleasure and pain, and all I can do is take it.

“They feel good deep inside you. Don’t they?” Everly’s voice is so breathy, asking me something so incredibly lewd. “Are you going to fill her up, alpha?”

I have no idea who she's talking to anymore, and I don’t care. I can’t concentrate on anything other than the unnatural sensations building within my already wrecked body. I want to chase the pleasure, let it grow and explode within me, breaking me into a million pieces, just like Izan does every night.

Dassy thrusts like a fucking animal and my body grips both cocks like a vise.

“Don’t stop!” I growl, grabbing a fistful of Dassy’s hair. “Harder!”

Both twins obey, slamming their hips into me in time with one another. They’re perfectly in sync, their bodies moving at the same time, in the same way, shoving their identical cocks deep inside me.

Pleasure builds, winding so tight I can’t breathe, then I shatter.

I wrap around Dassy’s shoulders as I come and come and come. I cling to his sweaty body like I would fall off the planet if I let go.

Matching growls fill the air as both alphas near the end. Both my holes are bathed in their release, heat flooding my belly.

“You’re such a good omega.” Hutch grunts in my ear as he squeezes my breasts.

I tilt my head back, exposing my neck in an offering I don’t really mean. The last thing my logical mind wants is a mating bite, but my body craves it. Stupid omega hormones.

“You did so good, Mari.” Izan steps up onto the bed, walking on the unsteady mattress toward me. His loving gaze drinks me in as he comes closer, his hard cock bouncing with each step. “You’re so good for your alphas.” He caresses my cheek, before presenting me with the tip of his cock. “So sweet and submissive.”

Feral emotion slams into me, and I open my mouth. I suck him a few times, savoring the familiar flavor and feel of him against my tongue. Between the cock in my pussy, the one in my ass, and now Izan in my mouth, I feel so full.

Complete.

It’s too much.

“Please,” I mewl, letting Izan’s cock fall from my mouth, then I raise my arms. “Please,” I repeat, and my chin quivers. I’m so confused, unable to make sense of my own needs.

“Do you need to be loved?” Izan asks, cupping my chin so I’m forced to look up at him.

“Yes.” I raise my arms higher, struggling to form any other words. “I need…” My voice is a high-pitched whine.

“Okay.” Izan nods once, and Hutch and Dassy immediately move. They carefully pull their cocks from my sore body. A rush of cum and slick pours from me, but I’m too exhausted to be embarrassed.

“She looks so used,” Dassy says as if in awe.

Izan kneels, looking at my holes too. He grazes his fingers over both of my openings. “You took your alphas so well.” He dips one finger into my ass, then my pussy, feeling the mess the twins made. “Such a good girl.”

My face warms and my heart swells from his praise.

“Let me hold you.” Izan lies down, and he gently pulls me to him, turning me so we’re face-to-face. He grabs the base of his cock and pushes it inside my cunt.

I wince, sore and overly sensitive, then I wait to be fucked again. But Izan doesn’t thrust or force me to bounce. He just lets his hard girth rest inside me, stretching me, filling me. It has a weirdly calming effect on my body.

“Close your eyes, omega,” he purrs, pushing my messy hair out of my face. “Sleep, my love.”

Exhausted, I close my eyes, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Why did I ask for Izan? I don’t like him. Right? Sure, he’s not as bad as the alphas that abused me in the woods, but he’s still an asshole. Isn’t he?

He touches me all the time, making me feel things that I didn’t know were possible. But he also listens to me. All of them do. They care for me, making sure I’m happily fucked and soothed at all times.

Fuck!

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

I wasn’t supposed to fall for them! The Silva pack was just a means to escape Havenfield. How could I let this happen?!

Dassy’s soft lips press against my temple as he and Izan pet me. They both whisper soft praises, telling me how good I am and how proud they are of me. Hutch and Everly are quiet, the soft sound of their kissing not far away.

And at this moment, I feel so safe. Protected.

Tears prick the back of my eyes as I feel my sole reason for living start to slip away. My desire to find Stefan and avenge the pain inflicted upon both of us is slowly edged out by Dassy’s playful smile, Everly’s sweet voice, Hutch’s protective nature, and Izan…

Everything about that fucking alpha is consuming.

Goddamnit, what have I done?

Movement makes the bed shift, and Izan’s cock twitches inside me. A rhythmic rocking motion begins. Everly gasps quietly, the sounds of her being fucked lulling me to sleep.

And for the first time in my life, I long for the blissful agony of a knot.

But not just any knot.

I want Izan’s.