Page 23 of Dual Nature

A shiver of delight went down my spine. I should not be turned on by what he’d just said; any other woman would freak the fuck out if they were in my situation. Must be an omega thing. That was the only explanation that made sense for how fucked up this was.

"Think you can hold off long enough to give me a head start? I don't know these woods, but you do," I asked, praying they said yes.

The betas looked to their alphas who never dropped their gazes from me.

"We'll do the best that we can, little one. You're gonna need all your skills to make this work," Colt warned, not giving me much hope. "We'll close our eyes, and that should give you a minute or so to get moving."

Taking a deep breath, I pulled my wolf to the front, using her need to flee to help the shift along. I waited until I saw them all close their eyes, then I bolted, digging my nails into the soft dirt as I ran like my life depended on it. Seconds later, I heard snarls from behind me, followed by a chorus of howls that alerted the forest to their hunt. Using the fact that I was smaller and lighter than the boys to my advantage, I ducked and darted, making sure I didn't run in a straight line. A flash of white appeared to my left as I dove through some brush to hide me from sight. They could scent me, but without being able to lock eyes on me, I had a chance. I pushed my new wolf form to the breaking point, stretching my legs out as far as they could reach, knowing I needed to move as fast as possible. Bursting out of a bush, Colt tried to cut me off, but I kicked off a tree trunk and sailed over him, landing a safe enough distance away to start running again.

Two gray wolves tried to box me in just as I saw the house. It was a massive modern-style three-story home with tons of glass windows. Its warm light beckoned me to reach it. Mason tried to take advantage of my distraction, but I dug in my heels, causing him to miss me and slam into Noah. The two of them tumbled to the side. I hadn't seen Lane or Elias, but I couldn't focus on that when the goal was in sight; all I needed to do was make it the last few feet. The threat of other wolves coming after me was enough to keep me single mindedly lasered in on the finish line. Knowing there was a chance of six men fucking me tonight was a terrifying mixture of “I must be insane” with a dash of “oh my god, I think I got turned into a whore.” Because the idea of being owned by these men brought the need I’d been restraining back into high gear. There wouldn't be a second chance for me to get away. If this had to happen, it was gonna happen in a house—with a bed.

Ten feet from the house, I got sacked by a streaking red blur that sent me skidding across the dirt with teeth on the back of my neck. Where I would think a normal wolf would try to save themselves from dying at the hands of their attacker, my omega forced us to go limp. The act was one of pure and effortless submission. Meanwhile, Lane stalked up to us, teeth bared as he snarled at the beta holding me. His mouth still full of my fur, Elias snarled back, placing himself over me to claim me as his—or that was how my wolf viewed it. Lane, on the other hand, was not having it. He attacked Elias, and the two of them became a whirlwind of teeth and claws, leaving me a chance to make it the rest of the way to the house… or so I thought.

Zander was the next to claim me as his prize, leaping off the porch and rolling me onto my belly. Carefully, he wrapped his teeth around my throat, causing me to once again lay there like a lamb to slaughter. Unable to handle my wolf running the show, I pushed her back and shifted, Zander instantly following suit. He nipped and licked up my neck, his fingers fisting into my hair as he ground his dick along my thigh.

"Zander," I gasped when he latched on to my nipple. "Please, the house is right there. Don't do this in the dirt."

He looked up at me from his place on my breast, snarling, and I released a pleading whine. That seemed to do the trick, snapping him to attention long enough that he hauled me up, wrapping me around him, and carried me up the steps to the sliding glass door. He charged up two flights of stairs to the third floor which was completely open with a massive bed along the far wall. Glass windows along the length of the bedroom flooded the room with the glow of the sunset, but I didn't have a chance to really admire it since I was flung onto the bed. Zander pounced, engulfing me under his large body.

"Little dove, this is not how I wanted our first time to happen. I’ll try my best to avoid marking you, but know that as your true mate, I'm not sure I can," Zander explained between kisses. "With this being your first heat, it could possibly be completed faster if you just let us mark you, not to mention being safer in the long run."

"Don't you dare fucking pressure her into that," Lane roared before he tossed Zander's body off of mine. "She doesn't even know what you're asking her to consider!"

Noah and Mason crawled onto the bed and flanked me, letting their hands run down my arms and over my chest, which surprisingly eased some of my fear. The scent of so many alphas and strong betas permeated the air with their wildly different scents. Chocolate and cinnamon were strongest with the twins around me, but hints of whiskey and evergreen wafted around as well. My body began to convulse, and the flood of slick resumed its gushing. Like a fire being stoked into a raging inferno, I was lost to it. The only awareness I had was of how much I needed something to fill me, to complete me. Never in my life had I felt so incomplete or lacking in some way, but I didn’t know how to fix it. Then I felt it, the blunt head pressing at my entrance, his nearness sending me into an orgasm before he even penetrated me.

I screamed with the release. "Please don't stop. Fill me, please!"

All my prayers were answered when the cock slammed home, pumping in and out of me at a speed that was deliciously inhuman. The fog cleared enough for me to see it was Colt who was balls deep in me, arms wrapped around my waist and teeth buried in my neck to give him better leverage. If I had still been human, this would have broken me in two, but I wasn't anymore. This was everything I ever needed in life—comfort, connection, and the sense of belonging to something bigger than myself. I clung to him, my hands on his back and my legs wrapped around his waist, holding on with everything I had for fear he would stop fucking me. The sound of slapping flesh and grunting filled the room as the other men watched Colt take me like a man possessed.

Lane looked equal parts worried and hungry as he focused on Colt's face at my neck, but I couldn't think of what he possibly could be upset about. Colt's thrusts became deeper and more forceful, something I hadn’t thought possible. Then I felt it—Colt slammed home, snarling into my skin, as the base of his dick grew three sizes larger, pushing my pussy to the point I thought it would break, but it didn't. Oh no, quite the opposite happened; it sent me into another earth-shattering orgasm as his hot cum shot out, filling me. His cock swelled to the point he couldn't thrust any longer, even with all the lubrication I was providing. Instead, it changed to a slow rocking motion that had me losing my everloving mind. The connection between us triggered climax after climax until I wasn't sure what my own name was.

At some point, Colt stopped thrusting, and we just laid there wrapped up in each other as he licked the bite mark he’d left on my shoulder. I tried to shift away from him, but I quickly discovered that we were absolutely still connected to each other. I could still feel the heat and need lingering in my body, the sensations warning me it wasn't over.

Fuck me, this was just the eye of the storm.

sixteen

"Anyone coherent enough to tell me why I'm stuck to Colt?" I rasped, my voice raw from screaming my pleasure.

"Well, snuggles, that would be because you are hella knotted up at the moment," Mason shared, peeking his face over Colt's torso.

Relaxing into the bed, I combed my hair out of my face and scowled at him. "Pretend I'm a new wolf who doesn’t know what that means."

"When alpha werewolves have sex with their mate, they swell at the base of their dick, locking them in place to make sure that their seed has the best chance of getting their mate pregnant. You, as an omega, are like crack for an alpha because you were built to take their knot—in both holes, I might add. Some females of other ranks struggle or can't accept an alpha's knot, so they just don't go as deep or hard during sex. Us lowly betas aren’t equipped with the extra pleasure button, but we can still manage to rock your world, don't you worry." Mason grinned as he wagged his eyebrows as if he was sure he’d get the chance to show me.

I peered down at Colt, who was done licking my mark but had yet to relax his hold on me. Lifting a hand, I combed it through his hair. With that motion, his chest began to rumble which, in turn, made other things vibrate. I moaned as it echoed through my body from his cock wedged deep inside me. Colt deepened his purring even more, bringing me into a state of complete and utter contentment. It wasn't the fact that I had been fucked better than ever in my life. More importantly, I felt wholly taken care of at this moment. I was in the arms of my alpha, my mate, safe, warm, and with my pack who would always look after me. A feeling my wolf craved and I had never experienced before, it was as if in this moment both sides understood each other. Is this what it could be like with my wolf? Seems I have a lot to learn. Good thing I have so many teachers.

"Mine," Colt growled as he shifted my head to kiss me for the first time.

It was odd to think that a simple meeting of lips could be more intimate than his dick still being inside me. Knowing that my trysts were just that, I didn't typically involve kissing. What was the point of that when all I wanted was to be fucked? This… this moment was like my soul was reaching out to Colt, just as his had reached out to me. Something settled into place between us, and I knew that I belonged to him in every way possible… which terrified the human side of me. Now I understood why Lane had looked so worried about what might happen between Colt and me.

Colt pulled back and looked down at me with such tender love, swirls of lust mixing in as he playfully nipped at my chin. He shifted so I was on my back, then he gently pulled out now that his knot had relaxed enough to do so. Before my brain could register that I was once again empty, I whined, reaching for him, but he caught my hands in his and kissed the backs of them.

"I know, little one, we've got you. The need is going to come back, but it's Lane and Zander's turn to take care of you," he reassured as both men crawled over. "I'm going to find us some food and drinks because you won't be leaving this bed for a while." His words calmed me as Zander slid in behind me, running his hand up and down my arm.

Lane gripped my chin, turning me to look at him. "Sweetheart, do you understand what happened between you and Colt?"

"Yes, I’m now his," I answered the best I could as that need started to build in me once again. Having Lane's scent so close to me while adding in the heat of Zander's body melded to my side, I was losing all reasoning—fast.