Page 52 of Secrets & Stoners


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“The spare bedroom would make a good nesting spot. It’ll be Hazel’s room eventually, anyway,” Alessandro offered.

“No,” I groaned. Nests were something that was fully tainted by the Humble Creed and the lessons I’d been forced to learn. The last thing I wanted were those memories repeating while I tried to focus on the guys. It would just make my panic worse. “No nest. Take me somewhere that smells like you guys.”

Sutton groaned, picking me up as I arched against him. There were too many clothes between us still, and I ached to have all of them against me, inside of me. Shit, I needed more.

“Whichever bedroom is closest. Let’s go,” Maximo ordered, and everyone must have listened because we were in the living room one minute, and the next, I was being tossed on a bed, watching them strip down.

“I need- There’s one more thing,” I pushed out. I thought I could go through with this without telling them the biggest part, but it seemed like a betrayal of the worst kind to not tell them beforehand. “Before we—”

“What is it?”

“The reason I ran…” I swallowed a whimper and rubbed my thighs together. “It’s why the private investigator was here. They found me.”

“They?” Alessandro asked.

“My fiancés.”

You could have heard a pin drop. The silence was so deafening I wasn’t even sure they were breathing.

“Excuse—” Emiliano held up a hand and waved it. “Can you run that by us one more time?!”

“My father set up an alliance,” I said brokenly. “I hated them, but it’s not an omega’s place to disagree. We are property, not people. So… I ran. From them, that life. I had already planned on it, but that was the last straw. I won’t live that life, and I won’t give myself to them.”

“I’ll kill them,” Alessandro promised with a venom that made me believe him in my bones.

Maximo strode forward, grabbing my chin and shaking it enough to get my attention. “Listen to me, omega. You’re ours. No one is going to come in and try to take what is ours.Ever.This will just make it permanent. You’ve made your choice, Hazel.”

“And we aren’t going to let you go,” Sutton agreed, his eyes blazing with conviction.

“They are not your fiancés. They are your attempted slavers,” Emiliano added. “If they even try to take you, we’ll kill them together.”

“Then prove I’m yours,” I challenged. Maximo was, of course, the first to move. He didn’t bother with words or foreplay. He took a deep breath of my scent, climbed on top of me, and filled my pussy with his already hard cock. The heat had his knot already beginning to swell. The twins moved in as well, with Emiliano claiming my mouth while Alessandro grazed his teeth over my sensitive nipples. I cried into the kiss when another hand found my clit. Every inch of my body was being possessed by these men, their claim chasing away any thoughts about my past and the men who haunted it.

The heat fog took over fast, my body acting on pure instinct. I met Maximo’s hips, thrust for thrust. By the time his knot was fully swollen, they’d already pulled three orgasms from me, and my body was ready for more, so much more.

“Zaven, clean her up for me,” Maximo ordered when he was able to pull free. The twins each grabbed a leg and spread me wide, a chorus of groans echoing in the room once my dripping cunt was on display for them.

“Fuck,” Zaven said as he dropped to his knees. They yanked me to the edge of the bed, and he dove right in. His tongue lapped up every ounce of my slick and Maximo’s cum. He worked me over, teasing me with flicks of his tongue before thrusting it into my core. Soon, I was shamelessly riding his face, chasing yet another release, as the twins relaxed their hold. I screamed from the force of my orgasm.

“I can’t wait,” Sutton rasped as he shoved all three out of the way. “Come on, Hazel,” he urged as he picked me up and took my place, maneuvering me on top of him. My greedy pussy was aching for more, so I quickly sank down on his cock. We both gasped with relief as he stretched me. Sutton held me still, waiting for me to meet his eyes. The heat fog lifted just enough for my chest to tighten at the intensity I found there. “You. Are. Ours.” He punctuated each word with a thrust. My head fell back, and my hands trailed over my skin, teasing my pierced nipples until I braced against his chest instead. Now that I was in place, I was gone, my mind blanking. I was consumed by the chase for my pleasure. The scent of Sutton’s wood and spice mixed with the smell of sex and faint hints of my other guys, the aroma heightening the entire experience.

Someone moved in behind me—almond and vanilla with a hint of lavender and honey.Emiliano.

He pressed against my back, kissing the nape of my neck before moving lower. As I leaned forward, grinding my clit on Sutton, he took the opportunity to go lower still. I gasped at the feel of his tongue sliding between my cheeks. My reservation was whisked away by the chaos of my heat as quickly as it came.

My eyes slipped close as he teased the tight ring of muscle, a breathy moan escaping me, but Sutton wasn’t going to let me forget him. His hands gripped my hips, lifting me off of his cock before slamming me back down again. It was an impressive show of strength, his muscles rippling with each movement, and I lost myself again. It was so weird to be aware, but not, letting the warm cloud overtake me and whisk away all worries and thoughts. In here, right now, it was just me and my pack.

I was insatiable. Even once Sutton’s knot started to swell, I needed more. Before I could even ask for it, Emiliano was there, the tip of his cock teasing my entrance, spreading the lube that he’d added. My body was too far gone to tense, and I let Sutton pull me forward as Emiliano pushed inside of me, slowly pressing forward until he filled me completely. I gasped, my body feeling too full, but in the best way. It was a relief, like scratching an itch you couldn’t reach for the longest time.

Then they started to move. Stars danced behind my eyelids as they slipped closed. They did all the work, Sutton moving me in sync with Emiliano. Emiliano’s hands teased over my sides, then around my front, cupping my breasts in his hands.

All I knew was the stretch of their cocks, Sutton’s knot, and that this was far from over.

Soft toucheson my overly hot skin roused me from a restless sleep. I’d never ridden out a heat before, and it was alarming to have a thought one second just for it to be ripped away. I was hyper aware of my body, and my greedy pussy was begging to be filled… non-stop. In fact, if I wasn’t being fucked, the sensations started to border on painful. I whimpered as I clenched my thighs, letting my body take everything they gave me.

A knee slipped between my legs, and I started to grind against it, seeking out more friction.

Fingers teased over my wet folds, my slick heavier than it had ever been. I probably looked like a mess, but just like all of my other thoughts, that one was gone as quickly as the rest.

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