The ride to their little hunting cabin might have been the longest journey of Leah's life.
Tucked out of the way, off of one of the rarely used logging roads, their secluded hideaway was perfect for what the next few days had in store. Leah could feel the beginnings of her heat stirring low in her belly. Sandwiched between her two Alphas as Noah's black truck rumbled down the road, she barely had the room to squirm with need as her thighs clenched together. Every bump made her thighs bunch up harder, giving just barely enough friction for her to not lose her mind. Her collar rested securely around her neck--the only thing keeping her somewhat grounded.
Noah--one hand on the steering wheel, the other on her thigh, glanced over at her. His lips curled into a soft smirk. "You doin' alright?"
"Yep!" Leah's squeaked response was just a little too quick--Tobias chuckled from her right. "Totally fine!"
Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Noah lick his lips. God, she needed his hands everywhere on her body--so desperate to feel his calloused fingertips grabbing at every single aching, needy spot... Leah wanted his hands around her throat as he fucked her hard and fast and rough and depraved. She wanted to writhe under him as he took her over and over, barely giving her the chance to breathe before his beard scratched over her face as his lips claimed hers, fucking his tongue into her mouth as--
"Mm-hm," Noah's focus returned to the road, startling her out of her daydream, though not before his hand snaked up a little closer to her aching core. Leah mewled helplessly, watching the Alpha's smirk grow.
God, her heat hadn't even started yet and she was already losing her mind.
"We're almost there, Sunshine," Tobias assured, gently squeezing the back of her neck. She shuddered just a little as his thumb traced the edge of her collar, through the thin sheen of sweat as his fingertips scratched ever so softly along the sensitive skin. "Ten minutes tops."
Oh fucking hell, Tobias' hands on her just made her even more needy and wanton. She wanted his fingers hooked into her collar, tugging her around wherever he wanted, maybe putting her on her hands and knees and making her crawl to him with her mouth open so he could shove his cock down her throat... she squirmed even harder at the thought, nearly drooling. He would be so heavy and delicious on her tongue, wildly thrusting in and out while Noah fucked her hard from behind.
"But..." Leah trailed off with an angry whine, nearly panting at this point. It had been nearly a week since her mates had even
touched
her, the Dominants promising that her heat would feel so much better when coupled with the aching relief of finally being granted some release.
Neither had let her out of their sight, either--even threatening forced chastity for the remaining days when Leah tried to sneak off for some much needed solo-time. After that, one of them followed her
everywhere
. The next day at work, she had flushed bright red when Noah put their leave slips in. She couldn't help eavesdropping when she heard her name, Noah telling Cora that he and Tobias had been denying her leading up to her heat. The Beta woman snickered at that, though Leah hared away before she could hear any more of the conversation. Burning with embarrassment, she nearly careened straight into Tobias. He laughed when--through her shy stutters--she explained what she'd heard.
When her hand snuck down during their last movie night, carefully hidden by the big blanket over her lap, Tobias's hand flashed out quicker than lightning to grip her wrist.
"Don't make me bend you over my knee, Sunshine," he warned. "No touching."
"Yes, Alpha..." Leah had to fight the urge to bear her neck in submission.
"Be good." Noah's deep growl made even more slick pool in her already ruined panties.
"Down, girl." Tobias squeezed harder on her neck, making her hands fall limp into her lap as he forced her down. "Be a good girl for us and relax. You'll get what you want, but only if you
obey
first."
"Yes Alpha," Leah gasped.
Noah's smirk grew a little more. "Don't think I won't paddle your ass until you're bright red and fuckin' screaming for mercy, Omega."
Finally, fucking
finally,
the cabin was in sight. There was no one around for miles aside from the birds and the bees--and anyone curious enough to kayak across Lone Man's Lake and hike through the thick pines. Her legs were shaking with need as she swayed unsteadily, Tobias' touch electric on her skin as he propped her upright.
"Leah?"
"I'm fine," she gasped, though not before she doubled over, panting with arousal as fire raced through her veins and more slick pooled between her legs. Her eyes widened, skin itching and burning. Clothing felt too restrictive. She wanted to claw at the offending garments until she was naked and on her hands and knees with her ass in the air, begging for her mates to breed her.
Noah set down the pack of juice he was carrying in favor of gathering Leah close. His wide, veiny hands wrapped around her as he pressed her to his chest--too exhausted to fight. She didn't even squeak at the sudden movement. His touch was enough to take some of the edge off, though she needed those hands roaming her skin and gripping her tighter. She would probably
die
if they didn't fuck her soon.
"I've gotcha. What do you need right now, Lovebug?"
"I don't k-know... c-can't..." Leah whimpered, trembling a little in his firm grip. His warm, spicy scent was making her dizzy, thoughts barely able to hold on while her heat grew in intensity.
"Shit, I think it's starting," Tobias' pupils dilated slightly as her heat-laden scent reached his nose--more than likely beginning to trigger his own rut.
"Mm-hm," Noah agreed, pulling Leah a little closer so she could feel the bulge in his jeans resting against her ass. "Need to get the rest of this fuckin' shit inside before we all fuckin' lose it."
Noah all but dragged Leah in, scruffing her and making her go limp while he hefted her up and over his shoulder. One wide palm groped his Omega's ass, squeezing and kneading and making her mewl with delight. Leah had already been here a few times before, quickly falling in love with the quaint cottage. It only had three rooms--a combo living room/kitchen, a decently sized bathroom, and a bedroom just big enough for three. As soon as Noah sat her down on the sofa, his lips were on hers, coaxing them to part as his tongue traced the edge. Leah whimpered into the pressure, his beard scratching against her sensitive skin as her hands wound around his head and neck in a desperate attempt to pull him closer.
Her thighs spread of their own accord. She was so wet, so desperately needy, if they didn't take her to bed soon she'd probably ruin the sofa.
