by Helen Scott
I felt my body twist in a strange way and my teeth sank into Tate's arm. Each bite made the man lose control, they weren't able to resist the siren song of the orgasms any more and one after the other they exploded within me, Denver's cock jerking inside my pussy and Tate's stretching my ass even further.
When they both pulled out I felt bereft, an aching emptiness, but it didn't last long. Roman was right there, pulling me to him before rolling so I was on my back under him. He looked down at me and paused for a moment, letting me see that there was nothing but love in his eyes. Sure, there was need, but that was just a shadow compared to the affection he had for me. My heart swelled in response.
He must have seen whatever it was he was looking for in my eyes because the next thing I knew he was sliding into me. My pussy was aching and sore and he knew that so he took his time. I felt every inch of him going in and though I may have been sore I loved it nonetheless. I arched up into him, forcing him as deep as he could go.
As we moved together I realized that he was smeared with blood and I took a brief second to glance at myself and find that I was beyond messy at that point. Sweat, blood, and bodily fluids seemed to coat my skin and though it would normally have grossed me out and made me want to shower, I didn't. All I saw when I looked at my body in that moment was that I was well loved, and that four of my five mates had bitten me, marking me as their own.
"I want you to come on my cock, angel, and bite me as you do," Roman breathed between his long, slow thrusts.
I nodded.
"Play with your clit," Roman commanded.
He leaned back from where he'd been hovering over me and lifted my legs, spreading the so one ankle was over each shoulder. It didn't give me a lot of room to maneuver, but it was enough. I swiped at my clit, massaging some of my wetness into the area before I began circling it in earnest. The sensation was almost overwhelming and if anyone else had been doing it at that point I may have stopped them, but because I was touching myself I could ride the edge of just enough and too much.
Roman didn't speed up or slow down, just moved at a steady pace, one that was punctuated with the slap of his hips against my own every few strokes. It was the hard push that I needed as I worked myself toward the edge. When the orgasm came it wasn't blasting off into space like before, this was sweet, like my body was trying to physically show me what these men meant to me.
I lunged upward as the climax hit me at full force, grabbing Roman and biting down just like he'd asked while his thrust sped up to what had to be dangerous levels and drew my orgasm out, instead of one big wave, this was wave, after wave, after wave. When he hit his climax, my teeth still embedded in his shoulder, he scooped me up, holding me to him, pressing every inch of me he could against his own skin.
As he let me go slightly I withdrew my teeth and the coppery tang of his blood washed over my tongue. Then he bit down, his teeth plunged into my skin right over my heart, and stars burst behind my eyes as my climax reached all new heights.
The two of us lay there panting, sweaty and bloody, as we both came down from our endorphin highs. I wasn't sure how the bond would change between us now we were all irrevocably tied to one another but as I began to feel my body once again I realized that I could feel their heart beats in my chest as though they were my own if I concentrated.
The sensation was strange and new but not unpleasant. Knowing they were all there, sated for the moment, was comforting. Even though we were lying in the dirt outside our tent I didn't care, I just relaxed into it, and let their calmness flow through me. We were happy and safe, and that was all that mattered. At least right now.
29
Nina
The next morning we had packed up our tent and trekked back to Serenity's lands. I wasn't sure I could take it if she changed her mind and decided not to fight with us, but she had a right to know the levels to which Jax was stooping, a right to know the danger her people were in.
The selfish part of me wanted to keep it to myself, to leave her in the dark so I knew she and her pack would stand by our side, but I couldn't. People were going to get hurt because of me one way or another, but I wanted them to at least have the choice of how that was going to happen if possible.
Serenity met us at the front steps of the pack house so I knew that her patrols must have alerted her to our presence on their land even though we never saw, heard, or scented them. She took one look at me and said, "I take it shadow pack isn't on board."
"Not so much," I replied before explaining why. As soon as the mention of human weapons left my mouth her jaw dropped open.
"So we need a plan that can work with small numbers," she surmised.
I nodded. "Very small numbers."
"It's a good thing my guys are worth ten of a normal shifter then, isn't it?" She shot me a wink and we followed her back to what was essentially a war room. She'd set up maps with various areas marked along with territory lines for each pack clearly shown. Not only that but there were what looked like surveillance images of Jax and his pack, not only on the main bulk of their lands, but also on the area where they'd built the cage for me.
"It looks like you have the beginnings of a plan," Roman said as he began looking over the images and maps in more detail while I was still taking in the collection as a whole. It was beyond impressive. It meant that her wolves had some serious stealth skills to be able to sneak onto another pack's territory and photograph the alpha. Even if they had huge telephoto lenses they would still need to get closer than most would be comfortable doing.
"You're not going to like it," Serenity began and I knew from the set of her shoulders and mouth that we really weren't going to like it. When she explained what was about to happen if she had her way Roman just got up and left. The others followed a second later. I, however, stayed and listened to the whole thing.
It was a good plan. Was it dangerous? Of course, but any plan would be at this point. We didn't have enough fighters and those we did have were going to be hard hit by Jax's men. The main part of the plan that I thought was what might give us a chance at success was the fact that she wanted the fight to take place at the small section of land at the end of their territory where they'd built my cage.
If we could isolate him with only a few of his men then we actually stood a chance. It was if we had to fight every able bodied man in the whole damn pack that we'd be in trouble. Of course, the women could never fight, they were too busy being second class citizens, so at least we didn't have to worry about everyone fighting.
Serenity and I talked things over, refining and pinpointing actions and problem areas with the plan until we both had something we were comfortable with. Eventually the guys came back in and we went over it with them again. Their anger was still there but I knew it stemmed more from fear than anything else.
"What if this is a trap? What if she's going to betray you and leave you hanging?" Tate demanded.
A growl tore from Serenity's throat. "I would never! We have the same enemy. Jax is scum and needs to be wiped from the earth." She slashed her hand through the air as though she could do it that easily. I wished she could, but we all knew that this was going to end in bloodshed one way or another.
I moved to Tate and watched him, I knew this was about the dream he'd had that night when I woke him up. Where he'd seen me kissing Jax voluntarily. As I took his hand I turned him to face me and said, "We are all going to have to do things we don't want to do with this plan, but I told Serenity about our bonds. She knows if something happens to one of you or me then we all go down. She knows what a risk this is and she isn't doing this without thought. Trust me. We can do this. It'll be hard, but I can't see a better plan that doesn't involve waiting and hiding while Jax and his men terrorize the packs in the area."
Tate nodded reluctantly, as did the others. We were going to do this because this was the best option we had. Even Roman hadn't suggested something better which meant that at his core he knew this was the best plan as well,
he just needed to get past his fear, which was easier said than done.
I knew so long as they were at my back I could do what I needed to. Though not literally at my back because then Jax would just kill them outright and this would all have been for nothing. No, they would be there but nowhere that Jax could get to them easily.
So long as they were there though, that would be enough to give me the courage to do this. And it would take courage. I knew I'd have to hide my fear, keep it from leaking into my voice, keep my heart from racing too much.
It wasn't just my guys though, it was knowing that Serenity and her warriors would be there as well, that it was more than just the six of us fighting for this. For a while there it had all felt hopeless, but having Serenity and her pack standing with us, with her being a female alpha and all, meant that we weren't just following some strange delusions of a crazy lady that had lived too long alone in the woods.
As much as I believed Skuld was who she said she was, that didn't mean the loneliness hadn't gotten to her and she'd lost it a little. With more people pretending to be neutral in this fight it felt like we were on our own, David against Goliath. But Jax was more than just Goliath, he was Fenrir, and if given the opportunity he would destroy everything, reduce this world to rubble and chaos, wipe the slate clean via violence on a scale no one had ever seen before.
The fact that Thomas and Nathan thought they could avoid it was laughable to me, and partially why Nathan had made me so angry. He knew what was going on. He knew. Yet he still chose to try and negotiate. That was like trying to negotiate with a dictator. They would get their way eventually. Trying to make a deal with him was pointless since he'd turn his back on that deal the second he had what he wanted. There was nothing any of us could do to prevent that without removing Jax from the equation. Then and only then could we move on.
"Tomorrow?" Serenity asked as she tucked a lock of her short dark hair behind her ear.
I nodded. "Tomorrow." Everything was going to change. I just wasn't sure which way it was going to shake out. It felt like ever since I'd found Micah I'd been watching a coin toss where the coin had been spinning in the air this whole time. Tomorrow it would land and we'd see who came out on top.
Heads or tails.
I was always rooting for the underdog so I was betting on tails. I had to believe this would work, that we would win, or it would all fall apart. If I didn't believe it could work then no one else would either and we needed to believe in this plan as much as we needed to execute it well. If we didn't trust that all the pieces would fall into place when and how they were supposed to then it would all go off the rails and everything would be ruined before it had a chance to begin.
I looked at my mates and saw the grim determination on their faces, but as each of them met my eyes I saw the fear there as well. Fear for me. Fear for themselves. Fear of failure and dooming all shifters and in turn the world. There was a lot to be scared of.
The thing that no one seemed to appreciate was that this was just as, if not more, terrifying for me. After all, I was the bait.
30
Nina
The area that held my cage wasn't very well taken care of, there was trash and weeds everywhere, as though they'd only cleared it for the purpose of housing me, but since I wasn't there anymore it was neglected. The only things remaining were the tent pole and my cage. They had been left behind, forgotten about, abandoned.
Well, not completely abandoned, otherwise what would have been the point of me showing up here?
The two guards that patrolled this area were in the middle of their round, which gave me a chance to destroy the lock on the cage so I couldn't be tossed in there again. If I could have destroyed the whole thing I would have, but there was no time for something like that since the bars were laced with silver. After the locking mechanism was smoking and melted, I sat my happy ass down in the middle of the clearing, which had previously been covered by a tent. The ground was still just dirt, with a few brave weeds sticking their heads up and out of the ground as they went for it.
I picked one of the dandelion heads and blew on it, sending the little umbrella-looking seeds flying away into the sky. I watched them for as long as I could until I heard male voices approaching. This was the point of no return. Once they took me I wouldn't be able to escape any time soon. But that was fine. That was what we wanted. I focused on my breathing, keeping it slow and steady so hopefully my heart rate followed suit.
"Is that..." I heard one of them mutter. They were silent after that as I watched the two of them approach.
I hadn't seen either of them before. One looked like the quintessential surfer or skateboarder with his shoulder length hair and somewhat dazed look in his eyes. The other looked like he should be on a college campus throwing a football or something.
"You're Nina, aren't you?" College boy said.
I nodded. "I'd like to speak with Jax. I want to negotiate."
Surfer boy nodded and said, "Come with us." It was like they'd been expecting me to turn myself in eventually. Like all the guards had been briefed on what to expect. Which just pissed me off.
"No. I want Jax to come here," I said as I pushed to my feet and stood firmly in place.
College boy went to grab me and I darted out of the way. "I'm faster than either of you and a better fighter. Now one of you go and get Jax before I leave." I crossed my arms over my chest and the two of them just scowled at me.
"How do we know you're alone?" College boy demanded.
"You're welcome to check the woods around here, you won't find any scents other than my own. I'm alone and want to speak with Jax."
After a minute of us just staring at each other with me not backing down college boy turned to surfer boy and said, "Go do a loop and if she really is alone go get him. I'll stay here and guard her."
Surfer boy nodded and loped off into the woods. I could track him with my hearing as he bounded through the area not caring about the sounds he was making or what he was disturbing. None of that mattered though. I just listened and waited and once he'd gone off in the direction of the main pack house I knew we were done with step one. Getting me captured.
It was a while later that Jax showed up, long enough that I'd sat back down on the ground and begun weaving myself a crown out of the dandelions. College boy stared daggers at me the whole time. He didn't try and talk to me though, which I appreciated. This wasn't the kind of situation where you make polite conversation with someone because you were stuck together. No, this was the kind of situation where we walled each other off, blocking each other from our own existence even as we were forced to wait together.
"Antonia, what an expected surprise," Jax's voice called from the edge of the woods. He stepped into the clearing and I could practically see the darkness dripping from him. It had been a sunny day, but now it seemed cloudy. I wasn't even the only one to notice it either. College boy glanced up at the sky as though he was expecting to see storm clouds, only to find nothing there.
"Jaxon," I replied with a nod of my head before I pushed to my feet, abandoning the dandelion crown. "I'd like to negotiate."
A full bellied laugh spilled from him as he came closer. "What makes you think you have the power to do that?"
"Because we both know I'm too fast for you to catch," I replied with a shrug. It was the truth and we both knew it.
"And if I were theoretically open to negotiations what would your terms be?"
Movement in the woods behind him told me what I'd already suspected, he hadn't come alone. I was willing to bet that his men were lining up around the perimeter so that if I were to try and flee I'd just run into them.
"I want my mates safe, left alone to live the rest of their lives in peace."
He burst out laughing. "That's going to be a hard no from me, Antonia."
Gods I wished he'd stop saying my full name. It made my skin crawl every time. He seemed to know that and enjoy it though.
Once his exaggerate
d laughter was under control he dropped the act and his mask fell away revealing the villain underneath. There was no expression, no emotion, nothing but emptiness in his eyes. "You think I'd let people who touched what was mine live? The most I'm willing to do is give them a quick death instead of cutting their cocks off and shoving them down their respective throats."
I blinked, not responding to the threat that was designed to make me nervous.
"I'll also leave the other packs alone. You come with me now, voluntarily, then your so-called mates won't be tortured and the other shifters in the area can carry on as they were." He was dead serious about his offer and expected me to accept as though it was so generous there was nothing else I could do. And to be honest if I thought he'd actually stick to the deal then it would be more generous than I'd expected from him, but I also knew he'd do and say anything to get me to go with him.
As I pretended to think about it he walked closer, crowding me with his presence and overwhelming me with that oily, rotting, metallic smell. I had to fight not to gag as it just got worse the closer he came. My stomach was rolling with the need to vomit and I was glad that I'd been too nervous to eat anything that morning.
"You won't get a better offer than that," Jax said, his voice quiet and soft now he was close to me and I knew that most of his men wouldn't be able to hear him when he spoke like that, which was the point. He wouldn't use that tone in front of them because he thought it made him look weak, but to me? I was sure he thought it made him seem softer, kinder, but I knew that was just an act.
Whatever he was, whatever Fenrir had turned him into, there was nothing soft or kind left within him. He was destruction and violence, I could see it in his eyes as he looked down at me, even though he was trying to make himself seem tender and caring. I knew if I was actually giving myself over to him then I'd be used in the worst ways imaginable. The room in the warehouse where he'd first dosed me with the mate serum would seem like a five star hotel to wherever it was he was planning on keeping me once he had me now.