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As unmated Alphas, we had one rule, never keep a female around too long. We knew that we would find our mate. We’d even gone to The Hunter’s Ball in the Imperial City for the past five years, the biggest Lupercalia celebration, which also held the Omega Scenting at the ball. After the week of festivities, we always went home alone. We were a bonded pack without an Omega, but we scented her in the air last night. We knew. Our mate was waiting for us next door, only because we didn’t want to scare the shit out of her father, who, unlike a wolf, could hate us forever for mating with his daughter, we waited for the right moment. We didn’t want to put that kind of strain on Melody’s relationship with her dad.
“She allowed us to see her completely vulnerable and coming undone,” my best friend reminded me. “That was bold, and something only meant for her mates.” He was overwhelmed. He sprang out of his chair and paced the hardwood floor. Without a word, he left, stomping upstairs and checking on our project. I knew he’d stay there until it was time. “Her dad will eventually be good with this, especially when he sees how happy we make her. Parents, even humans, want their children to be happy and healthy.”
I laid my head back on the couch and closed my eyes. Shit. I needed a release before we collected her, or I wouldn’t be able to hold back the moment we touched. I flipped open the top button and slid the zipper down my jeans to free my painfully swollen cock. She blessed me with two sexy as fuck moments I’ll never forget.
I first stroked to the image of our beautiful little blonde’s wide brown eyes, drinking us in as she moved that little hand so quickly under her bikini bottoms.
The dark black of her pupils blew when Cody and I growled for her to come. She didn’t know what our command meant, but it worked. The whine that passed through her lips and the heady scent of her arousal on the breeze sent us running after her. For the sake of her father not walking in to find us fucking his daughter on the floor as she begged for more, it was good that she locked us out and ran off.
She never needs to know that we licked every drop of her off the door from where her sticky fingers left her juices before slamming it shut. Tasting her made us crave her more, but it raised more questions. She smelled and tasted divine, yet that night she didn’t have the distinct sweetness of an Omega.
The second fantasy from my Melody spank bank came last night when I saw her lights on. The vixen’s room was directly across from mine. She began leaving her curtain open the past week but not her window, which was odd. I decided to play with her and see how far she’d go. I opened my curtains and lifted the window, allowing my sounds and scent to entice her if she opened hers. I needed to scent her.
She seemed to be changing. Her body looked curvier. Her breast and hips were slightly fuller. Her walk swayed to an unknown beat and her ass… I loved a warm wet cunt and so did Cody, but my cock bulged and begged to sink into what was an untouched, tight naughty hole.
I noticed new additions to her room. She was supposed to leave for college in a month, but she was redecorating with twinkle lights, multiple rugs, pillows thrown everywhere, and draped fabric on the walls. It looked like a musician's space, but it also looked very Omega. She was changing in front of our eyes, and I knew because I spent every second I could watching her.
She inspired us. Cody and I spent all day remodeling the room at the end of the hall. I was sweaty and needed a shower, but I was also turned on by what we had just finished creating. Making sure my lamp illuminated my features, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and threw it to the ground. I pretended to stretch and rub my shoulders as if working out the knots of a hard day’s work.
She kept her head down and focused on her computer, but I could see her eyes dart in my direction. I stole a glance, and the computer was abandoned as she moved to peruse her shelves for a book. She was half dressed, a white cami that did nothing to hide the swell of her full perky tits and little bitty flannel shorts that barely covered her ass. The tease pretended she didn’t notice what was happening, but now she had a better view of me.It isn’t fair of me to call her a tease, but she is purposefully driving me insane.
That’s when I pulled my sweats down my hips, ensuring she got a view of the deep v of my muscles where a smattering of dark hair led straight from my abs to my cock. When I pushed them down to my ankles and kicked them across the floor, I noticed her window was open, just a crack.Good girl.She moved to her bed. She had turned off the lights except her table lamp and twinkle lights outlining her bed. She was playing with the straps of her top while a book lay open next to her. I sat on my bed and gave a low groan, fisting my cock for her. I wanted her to see every thick inch, pulsing vein, and the swell of my knot. I knew she couldn’t at this distance, but it was a part of the fantasy. A thick bead of precum dripped down my cockhead. I used my thumb to swirl it around as I imagined it was her hand moving instead of mine.
The floor creaked as Cody shook his head in the door frame. “Are we really doing this?” he asked hesitantly, but so low she wouldn’t be able to hear him.
“I have to be certain,” I whispered. We’d yet to smell her perfume. I didn’t know why she shut us out this week. She didn’t go for another swim, and her windows stayed tightly closed. We couldn’t wait for her dad to open the door when he went to and from work. Our work was interfering with our Melody activities. If her dad caught us, he’d probably call the police or worse, his wife. She'd have known the right wolf authorities to set us straight for stalking or harassing their daughter.
I was desperate for her. I wanted her to take my knot; only an Omega could do that without training. Then there was the issue of her parents. There was no way they would allow their teenage Beta daughter into this kind of relationship unless fate intervened. Her human father would probably try to deck me, which would be well deserved, but if she were an Omega to my Alpha, our mate, there would be no discussion. We would care for and tend to Melody without question.
“Do you want me to join in?” Cody was already shirtless and barefoot. I don’t know why he presented it as a question. We’d seen the other get down to business when we’d shared a female, but this was a first, and rather annoying on our own.
“Watch her while I….” I didn’t need to explain that I was jacking off, hoping to get her to join in and let us smell that beautiful perfume I knew she was hiding.
I growled as I moved my slick hand up and down my shaft. Growing louder as I pumped faster. When I heard a small feminine whimper, I looked up to see her spread out topless on her bed, rolling her perky pink nipples between her fingers.
“It’s working. Our little bird is reaching into her nightstand,” Cody’s voice grew husky as he watched her retrieve a cute little purple vibrator. I watched as she pressed a button and brought it between her tits. “She’s teasing herself and putting on a god's damned show for you. This will be a show for us. Move over. She belongs to me just as much as you.”
I blocked out the reality that it was a day later, and I was currently alone on the couch. As I replayed the look on her face as she came and the warm vanilla spice scent that distinctly belonged to her, I mechanically bucked my hips, thrusting harder into my hand. I tried to remember the tempo she kept last night as the toy slipped in and out of her. I was wrapped up so tightly in the memory of my Omega coming that I was caught off guard when warm spurts of cum covered the bottom of my shirt. I felt better, but my body recognized I was missing the real thing. I quickly ran to my room to change, careful not to disturb Cody as he readied himself for what we were about to do.
CHAPTER FOUR
CODY
IleftRydertorelieve himself before we went next door. Richard and his wife Stephanie had been so welcoming when we moved in. Then Richard believed that we had an honor code for his daughter, that it was our duty to protect another female wolf. He was right. We’d never hurt a female. I felt a twinge of guilt for what we would do to Melody. It was clear he didn’t understand what his little princess needed. She needed two Alphas filling her needy holes to breed her.Shit. I was sounding more like Ryder. I wanted to love her, cherish her, and keep her in a constant state of orgasmic bliss. The more she came with our knots buried deep, the faster she’d swell with our pups. Gods, I wanted a house full of little ones running around.
My inner wolf was taking over. I didn’t talk about holes. I’d never experienced a rut, but I think our tender little mate was about to unleash every depraved desire I’d ever held back. I spent the past week buying her presents to court her. It was to the point I didn’t care if she was an Omega or not, I needed her. Last night saved me a lot of trouble when we smelled her Omega perfume. She was meant for us.
I’d been all in since I saw her that first day watching us move in. She smiled nervously, with no idea that she was everything and I was nothing in comparison. The number of times I’d paced the porch wanting to go next door to talk to her was embarrassing. I was an Alpha, not a love-sick boy. Every time I left the house, I’d return with a gift that I hoped she’d like, then take it to my room and wrap it. From what we saw, she wasn’t indulgent or needy. She loved her family, music, books… and her vibrator.We all loved that one.
I had no siblings and my parents did their own thing, but I had been a part of Ryder’s huge family for the last ten years. When it came to what Omegas wanted besides what the manual told us, I decided to go straight to the source. When I called Jessica and told her what was happening, she squealed in delight.
“Omg! Omg! Omg! Praise the goddess, you two idiots have a mate,” she giggled in delight. Even though she was older than us and had two children already with her pack, she was easily excited and didn’t hide emotions, which was very common for an Omega. “So you need to get her girly things, even if she doesn’t seem like she would want them now. Special soaps, salts, and oils for her bath. Sentimental things. I know you just, well, you haven’t met her, which is so freaking weird.” I smiled as she tried not to cuss, which meant the kids were around. “But you said she won a scholarship and loves music. Easy one, a music box. Anyway, you could get a copy of a newspaper that talked about her or an announcement of a performance or accomplishment? Show her you went out of your way to find things about her.”
“Won’t she think that’s creepy and stalkerish?” The last thing I wanted was to scare her.
“Heck no. At this stage, she needs to feel safe and know that you care about who she is, not that you like her because biology says so.”
“That’s good, Jess. Anything else?”
