The Alpha Hunt: Wolf Shapeshifter Menage Romance (Taking Two Book 3) (4 page)

T
he blindfold remained
but her handcuffs were removed as Francesca stood on the stage, Richard’s knees bumping into the back of her legs. There was a chair in front of her. She could feel the back of it when she stretched out her arms, fingers curling around the wood.

Richard stood behind her, kicking her legs apart as he covered his fingers in her wetness before pressing them inside of her cunt. Her back arched and a long moan passed her lips as she bucked against them, needing him deeper.

The smell of her was thick in the air, clouding the nostrils and minds of the Alphas in the crowd. She wished she could see them, watching her with mouths agape, erections building in their pants and pussies wetting, hands reaching between their legs for relief.

Richard hooked his fingers inside of her and specks of white light danced in her eyes. Her mouth dropped open and her moan bounced about the room. A few Alphas applauded and she bit back a grin, dropping onto her elbows and raising her ass, needing him to hit that sweet spot again. He fucked his fingers in and out of her, missing the first few times but eventually his fingers brushed against it and she was drowning in ecstasy.

The heat rose in the room and a sliver of sweat crawled down her back. The redhead clacked over and her soft hand smacked against her ass. She mewled in response. Richard pulled his fingers from Francesca’s wet pussy and growled but the redhead laughed.

“Don’t bite my head off,
brother
. Don’t you think you’ve fingered her enough?”

Francesca listened out for his response but Richard remained silent.

“That’s what I thought. Why don’t you whip out your huge cock while I handcuff your catch?”

The crowd cheered as the redhead’s hand curled around Francesca’s shoulder, pulling her to a standing position. Her lips were inches away from her ear, breath curling against her skin as she said, “My god, you’re soaking wet.”

She could only moan in response.

The redhead pulled her hands behind her back and the familiar handcuffs were locked around her wrists, limiting her movement but exposing her breasts and pussy to the crowd. The redhead pulled Francesca against her, pressing against her back as she grabbed her left tit and squeezed.

“You should see him,” she whispered, Francesca squirming against her. “Stripping naked, his long, hard cock wet and ready for you. Please tell me you know how to ride.”

Francesca swallowed the knot in her throat and nodded.

The redhead’s lips spread across her ear. “Good girl.” She stepped away. “Take a seat,” she said to Richard.

Francesca listened as the wooden chair groaned beneath his bulk. She tried to imagine what Richard looked like, his pupils blown out with lust, nails digging into his naked thighs as he stared at her, eyes trailing from her mouth to her breasts to between her legs. She wanted to see his bare chest, covered in a layer of dark hair, his muscles slick with sweat.

“Two steps forward,” the redhead said.

Francesca followed her instruction.

Her knees bumped into Richard’s and a smatter of laughter moved through the crowd. A smile tugged at her mouth as she clumsily spread her legs, one on either side of the chair. Richard’s hands found her hips and he guided her to him, pulling her down once she hovered over his lap. His cock was hard against her stomach and clit.

Richard leaned forward and pressed his mouth to the center of her chest, lapping up a small patch of sweat before he moved to her right breast. He sucked on her nipple and she threw her head back, rocking her hips forward.

“Oh enough with the foreplay,” the redhead said into the microphone. “We want to see some fucking!”

The crowd applauded and Francesca smiled.

“I want you to fuck me,” she said, low enough that only Richard could hear.

She wanted to see Richard’s face, to know if he was grinning or blushing or if the straight line of his mouth remained unchanged, but she could only blink into the darkness and lift her hips when he maneuvered her. Both hands on either side, Richard guided her up and over his cock, Francesca’s head resting on his shoulder. One hand disappeared and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, waiting for the pressure between her legs.

She was fucked out and open, her pussy ready to swallow his cock, but she couldn’t stop herself from hissing at his cock against her opening. A long grunt built in Richard’s throat as Francesca lowered herself, her thighs trembling as she moved. She wished she could grab his shoulders to take some of the weight off, but her arms were strained behind her back.

His knot slapped against her ass as she sat against him, rocking her hips tentatively from one side to the next. Richard’s hands returned to her waist, fingers pressing into her flesh as she rocked her body in a slow circle, his cock moving inside of her.

“
Yes
,” she said, her words like dust in the air.

Her wet clit slapped against his torso with every twist of her hips. A pool of pleasure built in the pit of her stomach. They rocked together, soft moans shared between them as the crowd watched with bated breath.

They didn’t have to wait long. Richard’s breath sped up and his fingers tightened against her hips as he lifted her up and slammed her back down. A shocked cry flew from her mouth and he did it again and again, her tits bouncing in the air. A few Alphas in the crowd cheered and the noise made her bold. She planted her feet firm against the stage and brought herself up and down until she was bouncing on his cock.

“That’s what we want to see,” the redhead said.

A grin tugged at the corner of Francesca’s mouth and she kept the pace, relishing the feeling of Richard’s knot slapping against her ass, covered in the sweat from his thighs.

She rode him hard enough for her thighs to grow weak, her legs doing the work her hands couldn’t shoulder. The pleasure brewing beneath her skin begged her to go on, but the exhaustion of the night snuck up on her like a ghost. She bent forward, her head resting on Richard’s shoulders as her movements slowed.

“Come on,” Richard growled, lifting her up and down. “You can do this.”

“I want to,” she moaned, mouth inches away from his ear. “But I…I can’t…” She lifted her hips and collapsed against him. “I need…I need my hands.”

Richard shook his head. “I can’t do that, baby,” he said, lips in her hair, two hands squeezing her ass. “Just let me…”

A guttural moan passed his lips as Richard shifted his legs, picking Francesca up so he could fuck into her. The crowd cheered at the new angle, at the sight of Richard’s hips pumping his thick cock in and out of her. Francesca moaned against his neck, her orgasm building fast in her stomach.

“I’m gonna come,” she said. “I’m gonna come, I’m gonna –
Oh
!”

Her orgasm shot through her, warm liquid pooling between the two of them, sliding down Richard’s torso as he quickened the pace of his hips.

“Come inside me,” Francesca moaned. “Please. Fill me up.”

It was all Richard needed to hear. Francesca felt him shudder beneath her, warm cum filling her up as Richard’s low howl filled the room. The Alphas applauded, their resounding sound of approval like music to Francesca’s ears.

The redhead clacked over to them. “What a show,” she said, undoing Francesca’s blindfold.

She removed her head from Richard’s neck and blinked at the bright light of the room. The crowd was staring up at them, flushed grins on their faces, erections prominent in their pants.

“Now,” the redhead said, turning away from them. “Who’s next?”

T
he first thing
Francesca noticed when Richard laid her on his bed was that the sheets had been changed. The red silk sheets she ruined with her wetness were replaced with black cotton of the highest thread count.

Her brown hair splayed across the pillow as her naked body curled towards the Alpha hovering by her bed side.

“Are you going to sleep too?” she said, blinking up at him.

A small smile tugged at Richard’s mouth. “I have something else to do but you’ll be safe here for the night. In the morning you can pick up your check at the front door before you leave. I’ll have someone bring up your bag.”

A lump of disappointment formed in her stomach. She expected this, a night of fucking and sucking before being sent on her way, but there was something about the blue-eyed Alpha that made her wish the hunt lasted into the weekend.

“Will I get to see you before I leave?” she asked.

Richard ducked his head. He looked away from her before his hand found her cheek, fingers caressing the skin below her lip.

“Probably not,” he said.

Francesca could feel the exhaustion, like a weight in each bone, but she forced herself to sit up on the bed. She grabbed the front of Richard’s shirt and pulled him close, their mouths slipping together. They hadn’t kissed at all that night but she wasn’t going to leave without knowing what he tasted like.

Richard tilted his head to the left and licked inside of her mouth, lapping up her scent and taste, one hand resting on the back of her head as he brought her down against the mattress.

“Go to sleep,” he said, pulling away.

Their hands dropped from each other’s bodies, soaking in the image of the other.

“I guess this is good-bye,” Francesca said.

“I guess this is,” said Richard.

The dark-haired Alpha pulled his arms behind his back and made his way to the bedroom door. If his feet dragged against the carpet he wasn’t going to mention it.

His hand was on the knob, shutting the door behind him when he heard a bright, “Good night, Richard,” from the bed.

He tossed a look over his shoulder, at Francesca staring at him with those wide brown eyes, glittering in the low light of the room.

He gave her a genuine smile and left.

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T
he door
swung open and Claire spilled into the hallway, back to the floor as she stared up at him. Her hair clung to her forehead, sweat pooling along her neck. She was sure she looked terrible in her pajamas shorts and tank top, covered in dirt from their run in the woods, slick with sweat from her heat. But Charles, he stared down at her with wide, glittering blue eyes as if she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

His tongue swiped along his bottom lip, hands flexing, keeping himself from touching.

“Please,” she said, reaching for his hand. “I
need
you.”

A cautious smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as Charles reached down, lacing their fingers together. At once, her fever drained from her body. She breathed in the shock of relief, chased by Charles’s scent.

“I want this,” she said, pressing her mouth to his hand. “You aren’t forcing me, I promise.”

Charles trembled at her touch. The tips of his fingers rested on the inside of her wrist, pressed against her pulse point, feeling the rapid patter of Claire’s life, thrumming through her like a drum.

Reluctantly, he pulled away and Claire fell back to the floor, moaning at the lack of contact.

“It’s alright,” Charles said, a faint grin on his lips. “I’m going to get Liam. If you can pick yourself up, meet me in my bedroom.”

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F
a pounced on me
. He tore my bra and damp panties off. I had no idea where I’d get new ones, but I didn’t care at the moment. Without any warning, he buried his face between my legs and started sucking my clit. I bucked wildly towards his mouth. He didn’t let up; he kept licking and sucking me with his expert, magical tongue. He gripped my curvy hips hard, hard enough to leave marks. I felt myself going up, up, up, and then I crashed downward in a stunning climax. I was panting hard, and sweat covered every inch of my skin.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Delicious appetizer.”

That was an appetizer? If that orgasm was an appetizer, the main course must be incredible.

Kyle lay down beside me, and he pulled me so that I was straddling him. Our tongues dueled. He felt perfect as he explored my mouth in the hottest, wettest, deepest kiss I had ever had. He kissed my neck, then he pulled me down towards his hard cock. He put it at my entrance, and I slid down onto it. It stretched me so wide that I didn’t know if I could take it. I hesitated when it was halfway in, because the burn was so intense. I didn’t think that I could take more.

Fa didn’t care. He pulled me down fully on Kyle. I screamed in pain and pleasure as Kyle’s cock filled me past the brim. I could feel him shoot hot precum into me, and it turned me on. I’d never had anybody bareback before, but I had never been carried away like this, either. I couldn’t help myself, and rationality was out the window tonight.

Fa started licking my ass. I tried to get away, but it was hard when I was impaled on Kyle.

“No! I’ve never done anything like that.”

“It’ll be good. I promise. You’ll like it.”

Kyle captured my mouth in a kiss, with his hand in my hair. I loosened up. Why not try?

I broke the kiss. “Ok.”

Fa went back to licking me. It felt different, but good to have him touch my ass. He slid in a finger, and it stretched my sphincter. It felt so weird.

I felt cold lubricant being slicked on my ass, and I knew what was coming next.

Sure enough, Fa pushed his cockhead against my virgin hole. He pushed it in slowly, but it hurt. I’d never had anything in there before. Tears came to my eyes with the pain.

“Ow.”

He stopped pushing. “You need to relax your muscles.”

I took a big breath in, and I tightened everything. Both of the twins yelped from the sensation. I let the breath out, and I felt Fa slip deeper inside of me. It didn’t hurt anymore. It felt very foreign, but it felt sort of good to have him inside of me. The two of them filled me until I was full, but I loved it. They were separated by a thin barrier inside of me.

Fa pulled out, and then he quickly pushed back in. I moaned at how it felt.

Fa pushed my shoulders down so that my torso was flat on Kyle’s. He gripped my hips again, this time setting a demanding rhythm as he fucked me in the ass. Kyle helped me stay in one place as Fa’s motion moved all of us as we fucked.

Fa was the first to fall over the edge, shouting as he spurted hot jets of seed inside of my body. He pulled out of me instantly.

Kyle sat up, and my legs were straddling him. He captured my mouth in a tender kiss yet again, and then his hands slid down my sweat-slicked back to my ass. He gripped it, and then he set up a slow roll into me. We kissed, and his tongue fucked my mouth. He pushed me slowly but rhythmically, like we had all the time in the world. His hand came to my clit, and he rubbed it. My body was tingling, and I felt like I was on fire inside. He pulled my hair, tilting my head so that he could bite my neck. My eyes drifted shut from the delicious sensation. I was so close.