Page 73 of Wicked Alphas


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“Fuck,” I hiss.

My inner perverted voice now has a microphone with a list of demands.

ALPHAS!

I roll onto my stomach, biting my lip to keep from screaming out.

The scent of my slick is so potent that the smell permeates the room.

They must smell it, too.

My hand reaches underneath me to rub at my clit again, desperate to find release.

It’s not enough.

Desperate, I open the nightstand drawer and pull out the silicone toy. I roll onto my back, lift my hips, and push it inside me.

I let out a cry, no longer caring about holding back.

It’s better, but it’s not the real thing.

Still, my cunt contracts around it, but I can’t help imagining it’s something else.

Someone else.

Or three other someones to be exact.

The room fills with wet sounds as the silicone cock plunges in and out of me, hitting against the sensitive spot deep inside my cunt.

One push of a switch and it would inflate, stuffing me fully, allowing my body to believe there was an Alpha inside me.

But two familiar scents linger outside my door.

One earthy and welcoming, the other spicy and wild.

Beau. James.

There are two fucking Alphas mere feet from me.

Two Alphas that want me.

Alphas Alphas Alphas!

I’m still partially angry at them, but mixed with horniness, I’m a woman on a fucking warpath.

I need to come.

Like,now.

I quickly pull on the maxi dress from the other day, which Charlotte kindly had laundered, but skip the bra and underwear.

They would come off, anyway.

Swinging open the door, I come face to face with both of them. Beau has the decency to look nervous, his cheeks flaming, but James stares at me with a hunger in his eyes.

“Can I help you?” I spit, despite my inner Omega screaming with need.

It’s taking everything within me to not lie on the bed andbegthem to take me.

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