Wren's Song: Volume One

by Addison Cain

  Pressure released with a pop.

  Wren couldn’t see who, but she felt a mouth gobbling up what ushered forth.

  Toby…

  It was Toby. Kieran was too busy fisting his cock on the bed beside her. Hand a blur of motion, he came on her face, a sticky spider web of semen stretching from her check to chin.

  A hungry groan came from the bald head that butted her thighs apart in a bid to get more, and Caspian’s knot shrunk.

  Another wave of fluids rushed out to soak the bedding.

  Eyelids drooping, the grunts and groans of three men filling the air, Wren fell asleep.

  ***

  Drawing out of her fluttering sheath, Caspian ground his teeth on a groan. The rasp of over-stimulation against his cock both stung and enticed, and if he didn’t leave her saturated cunt, he was going to fuck his mouse a second time.

  The temptation, the rattling whir of her sleepy purr, it made it impossible to share with the two males already reaching for her.

  Caspian dropped his head to scent her neck and calm himself… he’d never taken it that far with the other girls. Not to the point the female had passed out cold.

  He’d never fucked an Omega while simultaneously threatening his pack. He’d never once been territorial over cunt.

  Drawing in a rib-stretching breath, he reminded himself that there was nothing special about this girl. She was just a good lay. Best goddamn pussy he’d ever had.

  An Omega who didn’t know her place. Who had challenged him.

  One who had dared push him away.

  His cock began to ache just thinking of how good it had felt to fuck her up against the wall. To know there would be bruises that he put on her. Punishment served.

  She might have said no, might have insulted him with those eyes, but no other cunt screamed yes like hers did. And since an inexperienced castoff like her was incapable of faking a single smile or moan, her every last cry had been genuine.

  For him.

  For his cock.

  His cum.

  His brutality.

  She’d liked being battered against the wall. And though it might have shocked her ridiculous virginal sensibilities, Caspian had felt how hard her pussy squeezed him when she realized Kieran and Toby—his pack—had come in to watch.

  Her devious little pussy was greedy for sperm, always trying to urge the knot out of him after the first thrust.

  Cum slut.

  His cum slut, for now. And she’d get plenty tonight by the time Kieran and Toby had their fun. She’d be marched back to her room, jizz dripping from every last pore, leaving a splattered trail for his gang to sniff at when they walked the halls. She’d wake up tomorrow with no fucking clue what happened to her, why she’d wanted it, why she was going to grow addicted.

  Naive Omega… a pretty, mute mouse. He’d make sure she craved him. That she’d learn to patiently wait while Rosie sucked his cock and took the edge off.

  He’d make her watch next time. The Omega lying back on this very bed with her legs spread so that as she grew aroused, she’d be unable to hide it. From him or herself.

  Under him, the mouse’s purr-laced snores rattled on. The sound was… unhealthy… and stole his attention away from the fantasy. The source of his consternation clattered out a congested hum—and for the first time, he listened to it.

  He hated the weak, sick sound as much as he thirsted for it.

  Looking down at his sleeping prize, Caspian eyed the globs of Kieran’s cum splattering her face and scowled.

  When his Second haltingly reached forward to rub his scent into her skin, contact was not allowed. Without thought, Caspian had grabbed the other Alpha’s wrist, warning him off with a snarl.

  “Tonight’s for pack.” Kieran lowered down, challenging in stance yet placating in tone. “Tonight we share and grow stronger for it.”

  The burgeoning growl vibrating from an aggressive First-Alpha’s throat didn’t stutter, Caspian warning, “You’ll get your turn when I say you get your turn, Second. Back the fuck off. She’s tired.”

  Kieran lowered his head, but not in submission. He lowered his head ready to charge. “You’re still caught in the rut, and I swore to you I wouldn’t let you bite her. I’m not going to let you play mate with her either and incite a greater urge. Get off the Omega. Summon Rosie if you need another fuck to take the edge off. Summon the whole fucking pen before you do something we would all regret. Pack always comes before cunt.”

  Another challenge rumbled from a throat tense with twitching muscle. “You will have your turn when I say it’s your turn. The Omega needs rest, water, and something sweet... unless you want to fuck a ragdoll. Back the fuck off until I say you can touch her.”

  “You want to build her a fucking nest next? She’s a whore who sold herself for spoils like all bitches do.”

  Toby had his own complaints. The huge throbbing thing that had once been a dick dragged over saturated covers, the Third challenging for the girl. “I’m going to fuck her tonight, Caspian, even if I have to rip your goddamn head off! I like this one and I’ve waited.”

  His Third had been forced to wait. He’d been given assurances. And with his balls and cock swollen like they were, there was good reason he lacked the capacity to be patient. But his Second… it was not like Kieran to challenge. He’d seen what had happened to the last Second who’d thought to command his first.

  He’d also been the first male Caspian had mounted after the fight had been won. He’d fucked him dry, just like he’d fucked Toby dry—to establish rank and show the other, dangerous males, who ruled the Syndicate.

  He’d fuck him right now if Kieran didn’t watch his goddamn mouth.

  “She’s just a girl, Caspian. You’re blinded by the rut… it’s not worth risking pack. Not over something already agreed upon between us all.”

  The white-haired female stirred, settling herself deeper into the covers, a little tongue darting out to taste her cum-globbed lips. That hadn’t been his cum that had put a sleepy smile on her mouth after a single lick.

  Her shoulders weren’t marked by a bleeding bite that said she was his.

  This was just a girl.

  Slowly, the angry fog cleared, Caspian blinking hard. He was in the wrong here and was man enough to admit it. Weight shifting, Caspian rolled to pant at the drowsing mouse’s side. Throwing an arm over his eyes, he pushed until he saw stars. Until his vision matched his sparking insides.

  Any minute now, he’d burst out of his skin, a true case of spontaneous combustion.

  Any minute now, he’d kill the two faithful Alphas who helped him run the Syndicate.

  For what? A defective female who couldn’t speak and dared judge his tastes?

  Fuck her.

  Concessions had to be made to his men. “Do whatever you want to her. Anything.”

  “Anything?” Toby edged nearer, wasting no time laying hands on the Omega. Flipping her to her back and spreading her thighs wide, he licked his lips and prepared to devour the viscous, milky seepage from her slit. “Anything I want?”

  Already pawing her face to rub his spend into her skin, Kieran snarked, “Don’t kill her.”

  “Fuck you, Kieran. I told you that was an accident.”

  “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.” Handsome, mean grin in place, the Second looked pointedly at Toby’s gnarled, knot-swollen cock. “You take things too far.”

  “They were Betas. This is an Omega. She’s built for what I can give her.”

  A lower, much more vicious snarl came from the Alpha lying back and trying to gather himself. Lowering his arm from his eyes, he locked them both in a dead stare before speaking. “I am in no mood to hear you two bickering. Fuck the Omega and get out.”

  Without another word, Toby fell on the female to suck whatever he could get from her womb. When she gave a disquiet groan in her sleep, it was the Second who threw him off. “It’s not your turn! Go play with your mangled dick, and get the fuck outta my way. You w
ant to swallow globs of cum, suck off Caspian.”

  They all knew it wasn’t cum he was after. Toby was an addict. Slick was his drug of choice… slick laced with his leader’s spend something he craved as Third.

  The sheer fact that Caspian’s hard-on was slippery with the mouse’s juices was the only reason the male crept between his annoyed leader’s spread thighs and began to lick the man from base to tip. When that no longer tasted of female, Toby let his tongue drag over the First Alpha’s saturated sack.

  It appeased Caspian, who grew less possessive of a disposable Omega and more focused on selfish pleasure. It also gave Kieran something to watch while the female was still out cold.

  Stroking his cock, he let Toby bathe him with his tongue, rubbing out a quick orgasm that dribbled out the sad leftovers from spent testes. When the Third pulled back and scowled at the slow white drips, moving down a veined cock like candle wax, Caspian used the moment to establish dominance and remind him who ran the show. “Lick that off. Swallow it, Toby.”

  Kieran didn’t prefer males, but Caspian knew his Second got a thrill watching any time Toby was made to submit. Curved cock in his hand, Kieran stroked and stared, just about ready to blow.

  When Toby wrapped his lips around his First-Alpha’s cock, Caspian made sure their eyes met. “And when Kieran cums, you’ll suck that down too. Consider this a light reprimand. Next time you threaten to rip my head off, I’ll fucking kill you.”

  Chapter 8

  Caspian was in a mood, and his mood spilled over onto the rest of them. Agitated, Kieran watched his friend watch him, and fought the low, building growl he so wanted to spit in the First-Alpha’s face.

  It was his turn, and the First had said anything.

  Kieran’s anything started now.

  Slipping his arms under the sleeping female’s body, he lifted the slight thing to his chest, and moved her to the opposite edge of the bed. It was better she was away from the First considering their leader’s minor obsession with this new toy.

  Get her away before some fucked up instinct told Caspian to interfere the second she made a squeak of pain.

  After all, she wasn’t going to like taking a cock up her ass for the first time. Omegas never did. It went against their natures and almost always led to tears. But she needed to be punished for causing this tension between them, and Kieran needed to claim some untouched part of her for himself.

  Break her in.

  Set the precedent now, so that when all three of them fucked her at the same time, she wouldn’t squeal when both holes were used at once.

  That’s what was needed to ease this mood. A mutual fuck. Three Alphas taking their pleasure in unison.

  But not tonight. Tonight they each were to have their turn.

  Looking down at the dazed woman, he could see that she’d begun to rouse. Good. Toby was the sort to fuck a ragdoll; Kieran wanted his woman aware, participating even if she hated it.

  After all, they’d made a deal. What fun was there in collecting if he didn’t get to enjoy the coming shock on her face when his dick slid home?

  Or the glory of bulging eyes when her ass started to fill up with ropes of cum. He’d make her hold it in when he pulled out, watch as she shimmied off the bed to make it to the toilet before humiliating herself. A spermy enema that was a bit cruel considering he knew the cramp that came when all that fluid shot up where the sun don’t shine.

  But there was no better way for an Alpha to establish dominance, and this little girl blinking up at him needed to learn her place.

  Reaching down, he gave her an arbitrary caress. Not sure why he allowed his palm to skim her belly, or why he met her eyes and let a lingering, kneading grip warm her hip. “It hurts less if you don’t fight. Submit and I’ll go easy on you.”

  She didn’t understand, the bob of her throat as she swallowed, the widening of her eyes, displaying anxiety and confusion. Kieran dragged his touch to her knees, bringing them up to her shoulders and commanding the Omega to, “Hold yourself open for me.”

  Red-faced, she obeyed, every cum smeared inch of pussy and ass on display. Compressed as she was, a slow moving slop of slick continuously poured from her slit to coat her anus. It lubricated his fingers, Kieran finding that Toby had stretched her enough that one digit slid in with little resistance.

  Now was the moment of truth, that brief, shocking understanding dawning on the Omega’s face. White lash-framed eyes widened at the intrusion, the female stretching up as if to displace him. Using all that slippery fluid, he withdrew the single digit and replaced it with three.

  The burn made her face screw up and the subsequent clench left her pussy coughing more spent cum out to drip over his probing fingers.

  Their eyes met, Kieran unblinking as he watched the subtle play of pain on her face.

  Toby scooted closer, unwelcome when he leaned down to stroke her forehead. “Relax and take deep breaths, sunshine. He isn’t going to damage you. In time, you’ll even learn to like it.”

  The Third’s soliloquy stole lavender eyes from glittering green, and left Kieran bristling toward the purring male. “Look but don’t touch, Toby. You’ll get your turn when I’m done. Right now she’s mine and I don’t feel like sharing.”

  Might as well have been the motto of the evening.

  Stretching that tight ring, Kieran began to scissor his fingers. It was less to give her pleasure and more to get this over with. Rosie had sucked him off in the hall, Kieran had already jacked off watching Caspian knot her brains out, and then again watching Toby lick their leader… perhaps that was why every time she let out a little grunt of pain or jerked, his cock got softer.

  He wasn’t enjoying this as he should have been. Scowling, using his free hand to rub some life back into this dick, he worked her ass all the harder.

  Toby no longer touched, but he continued to say sweet things to her, would purr for her.

  Already smitten.

  By the end of the night, the Omega would want nothing to do with the Third, no matter how much he might fawn, pet, or grin.

  Let him whisper encouragement now if it mean Kieran’s dick would be seated all the sooner.

  After all, the Omega should be grateful Kieran only wanted her ass. She should be thanking him. Licking her lips. Begging for his attention.

  She should learn to smile at him like all the other whores did.

  Across the bed, Caspian kept his distance, even when Kieran jammed his fingers too far and a pained yelp fell from pretty, parted lips. Watching from the other side of his expansive bed, he didn’t even offer a purr. Instead, it seemed as if the First’s muscles rippled in time to Kieran’s thrusting, wriggling fingers.

  He couldn’t complain about losing the right to fuck her ass first. He’d said anything.

  Whipping his hand out of her stretched hole, Kieran thrust his flagging dick into her dripping cunt, displaced more of Caspian’s cum, and lubed up. Four hard, yet slowly paced thrusts, shook the sprawled body, the Omega’s tits bouncing, her mouth open and sucking in air in time with his assault.

  The velvet feel of her around him brought blood pounding back into aching meat, left a tingle growing in his balls, and encouraged a feral grin to thin his lips. One thrust he was in her cunt, and the next he’d lined up with a different hole.

  He went in harder than he should have… and it was glorious.

  All of her clenched in a way pussy never could, trying to push him out instead of sucking him deeper. Catching her legs to his shoulders, he fell on her and humped like a teen riding his first hooker. If she was screaming, or crying, or making any sort of racket, he didn’t care. Eyes shut tight, he pushed and pushed until that passage gripped every last inch of his cock.

  Which was fully hard, and throbbing out a heartbeat in her bowels.

  More of her scent invaded his nose, the smell of woman, of soft purrs and sweet smiles. Eyes screwed shut, he imagined her that way while ransacking a part of her no Omega wanted to give.
r />   Domination. This was so much more. Hips swiveled side to side between thrusts, back bent so he could cocoon all around her.

  This was ownership.

  She was property. His property.

  She would play his games, nest in the bed they shared—smile and kiss and let him destroy her ass. As if she wanted him.

  Groaning, ratcheting up his pace, he found her mouth and owned that too. And still he kept his eyes closed. Building pressure in the balls slapping her ass left sensation twisting at the base of his spine. The whole of him inside her kicked, expanding as that first burst of cum began to spew.

  The beginning of the knot was tucked behind her sphincter. Pulling back before he tore delicate skin, he groaned. That tight clutch of skin almost didn’t give, but when it did, he heard her for the first time since it began.

  She moaned.

  Not in pleasure…

  In the bearing of something despised.

  Ready to punish her for refusing to like him, Kieran pulled back his hips. Just before he snapped forward to force her to take the knot, consequences be damned, Toby wrapped a tight grip around the expanding knot and tricked his body into dumping out the heaviest rush yet.

  Caught up as he was, Kieran hadn’t even noticed the rival male had come up behind him. Locked in his arms, both of the Third’s hands gripping and pulsating and mimicking Omega cunt, his subordinate milked his cock the way an asshole never could.

  He filled her up with every ounce of cum Kieran had left.

  All the while, Kieran stared into lavender eyes. Whatever she saw in his expression as orgasm devastated its way through his senses, left her to reach out a hand and lightly pat his shoulder.

  Even as her inevitable internal cramping grew from all the fluid he shot deep, she caressed that spot. Soothing the troubled beast.

  In an uncharacteristic act of magnanimity, the urge to show her there could be more moved his hand lower. He found her clit, and touched her with all the gentleness his cock had denied her. Stuffing her ass full, whispering the same tender words of encouragement Toby had muttered, Kieran began to purr. “There is pleasure in this if you let go and submit. I know it hurts now, but cum for me, and learn to relish the pain.”