Bound by Two Alphas

by Lynn Hagen

  Instead, I picked up the heavy knickknack that sat on the table next to the couch before turning. I didn’t see anyone. Was I overreacting? I let out a long breath before setting the heavy item aside. “Get a grip, dumbass.”

  For some strange reason, I suddenly thought about Lucas and Mikhia. Why on earth would I think of them when I was spooked? I wasn’t sure, but I remembered Lucas’s invitation. Was I brave enough to go to their motel room?

  I inwardly snorted. Hell no. But Casey’s words started chasing around in my mind. When was the last time I’d had some fun? It bothered me that I couldn’t come up with an answer.

  “Live a little. Throw yourself at them and let them ravish you.” I decided that it wouldn’t hurt to stop by and talk with either man. I could stay outside the room.

  Who are you kidding? One heated look from Lucas and you’ll do whatever the hell he wants. Mikhia, too. I might’ve been intimidated by the quiet brother, but I was also attracted to him.

  I shivered just thinking about their hands and lips all over me. God, I was such a slut. I hadn’t even experienced sex with one guy, and now I was thinking about sacrificing myself to two, hot, delicious-looking, dangerous men.

  I was going to pass out before I even made it to my car. Did I really have the guts to go through with this?

  “Damn you, Casey, for putting those thoughts in my head.”

  Those erotic, cock-pounding thoughts. If I was gonna die tonight from sheer pleasure, what a way to go.

  “If you go through with this, do not tell Casey,” I said to myself. “He’ll blab your business to Ken and Jack. That’s the last thing I need.”

  With my resolve solidified, I took a shower—scrubbing all my naughty bits—and put on a pair of skimpy shorts and a T-shirt. I slipped my feet into my sneakers before heading back downstairs. Showering and dressing in the dark hadn’t been the easiest thing to do.

  It had been downright eerie.

  I smiled to myself and my vivid imagination before getting behind the wheel of my car. I wasn’t sure what excuse I would use about just dropping by, but I was sure I’d come up with one by the time I arrived.

  I started to pull away when… Had that been a shadow in my bedroom window? No, no, no. I closed my eyes and shook my head. It had to be a light trick from the glow of the moon. I’d just been in my bedroom, and no one had been in there with me.

  “It’s Lucas and Mikhia showing up after you had a dream about them,” I told myself. “You’ve been off your game all day, buddy. Just go to them and let them blow your pipes out and you’ll forget about the spooky feelings.”

  My face heated at my words. I was such a rebel. A desperate, virgin rebel.

  * * * *

  Lucas…

  I met Dillon out by his car, my gaze skimming up and down his slim body. I hadn’t expected him to show up at my rented room. As a matter of fact, Mikhia and I had just arrived at Dillon’s house, ready to watch for Bert or Bodin when Dillon had come out and gotten into his car.

  We had barely made it back here before he pulled in.

  “What a pleasant surprise,” I said, my chest vibrating with a pleased purr. I’d ordered my brother to stay inside until I brought Dillon in. I knew I was going to have to do a hell of a lot of finessing to get Dillon to come into my room.

  But I was up for the challenge. Dillon was the most beautiful human I’d ever laid eyes on, and I planned on bringing him so much pleasure. I was going to have to ease him into this, though.

  “I was just in the neighborhood,” he said as his gaze bounced everywhere, telling me how truly nervous he was. “It seemed like a good night to get out and visit.”

  I approached him, pulling Dillon into my arms. God, he felt so good, so right being there. He stiffened, but I began to pet him, trying my best to make him relax. “Glad you decided to visit me.”

  When Dillon placed the palms of his hands on my chest, I couldn’t stop the rumbling purr from escaping. I leaned in close, smelling his desire fill the air. He was aroused, and before the night was over, I was going to make sure he had as many orgasms as I could give him.

  As Mikhia and I could give him. “Nervous?”

  “Yes,” he admitted. “Stop coming on so strong.”

  I gave a low, throaty chuckle as I put a little space between us. Just a little. I could feel my cat bucking at the reins, wanting free so the fun could begin. I lifted a lock of Dillon’s dark hair, running it under my nose as I inhaled everything about him. “I don’t think I’m coming on strong, kitten. I’m just teasing you right now.”

  The rich honey of Dillon’s skin seemed to glow in the artificial light that was a paltry excuse for security around this place. His skin was an invitation to the senses, and I wanted to stroke my little kitten.

  I brushed the palm of my hand over his ass and heard his swift intake of air. He appeared stunned, but there was no mistaking the hunger that surfaced in his eyes. “You like being petted.”

  Dillon panted as he took a step back, but I refused to let him run. “Not out in the open like this.”

  “Then come into my room where we can get a little more comfortable.”

  Dillon looked up at me, and our eyes locked. “What kind of a guy do you think I am?”

  “A very sensual one.” I moved closer once more, placing my hands on his hips. “A man who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to go after it.”

  His laughter confused me. “You really don’t know me, do you?”

  I shrugged. “You came here, so that’s a start. We can get to know each other better if you come inside.”

  A bark of laughter escaped him. I was getting really tired of that sound when I was being so damn serious. “Do I look like boo-boo the fool to you? Talking and getting to know each other better is the last thing we’ll do.”

  “Oh, I can guarantee we’ll talk and get to know each other.” I nibbled the shell of Dillon’s ear.

  His breath hitched, and I heard him suppressing a moan. “Dirty. Talking dirty doesn’t count.”

  “Unless you want someone to see us kissing, I suggest you step inside.”

  “Who said we were—” I cut off anything else he might say when I took his soft lips in a desperate kiss. It was filled with hunger and the raw desire I felt for him.

  When I pulled back, I saw how dazed he was. Dillon licked his lips and looked at mine as if he wanted more. “Okay, five minutes.”

  If he thought five minutes was enough time for me and my brother to pet and kiss him, Dillon had another think coming. I planned on spending the rest of the night showing the human what being with two alphas truly meant.

  I slipped my hand over his, led him to my door, and took him inside.

  Mikhia sat at the small table, book in hand. He glanced up when we walked in. Dillon came to a stop when he spotted my brother.

  I turned so I blocked Mikhia from sight, forcing Dillon to concentrate on me. I cupped his jaw, tilted my head, and swooped in for another toe-curling kiss.

  My body was hard, pulsing with need, and my cat was ready to pounce. But I had to take this slow, ease Dillon into this. It had to be overwhelming for the human, and I wanted to make this experience as pleasurable as possible for all of us.

  What happened next shocked the hell out of me. Dillon pulled away and ripped his shirt over his head, tossing it aside, exposing his thin, pale chest. He bent at the waist, taking his shoes off.

  I looked over at Mikhia. One of my brother’s brows arched, and he had a smile on his face—a rare thing these days. He stood, still behind Dillon, where the human couldn’t see him, and stripped out of his clothing.

  I was the only person in the room with clothes on since Dillon had shoved his shorts and underwear off.

  “Impatient?” I teased.

  “If I don’t do this now, I’ll chicken out.” Dillon tossed his shorts aside. His brows shot up. “Am I not supposed to act this way?”

  A purr rumbled in my chest. “Darling, you can act a
ny way you want with me.”

  A beautiful, shy smile lit up Dillon’s face. “I was afraid I was being too slutty.”

  “Never.” I jerked my shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor then flexed to see Dillon’s reaction. His brows shot up even higher as he licked his lips. “Is that what you think? That being with two men makes you a slut?”

  The spark in Dillon’s eyes dimmed. He shrugged as he curled his arms around himself. “People around here don’t like progressive behavior. They still think only a man and woman should be together. Hungry is a very backward town, and if they knew I was here with you two, fuck, my dad would kill me.”

  “He doesn’t know you’re gay?” I sat on the end of the bed and removed my boots then stood and rid myself of the rest of my clothing. Dillon’s gaze drank me in, and I flexed again.

  “We’ve never openly talked about it, but he knows. I seriously doubt he’d be happy if he ever found out I slept with two guys at the same time.”

  That was hard to wrap my head around. I’d come from a small village in the Smoky Mountains that didn’t bat an eye at two men being together. Hell, Mikhia and I had two fathers. It had been no big deal among the shifters, but I knew all too well how close-minded humans could be.

  While tracking Bodin and the creature to Hungry, Mikhia and I had stopped at a roadside diner to grab something to eat and were antagonized by some locals when they thought we were a couple.

  I might’ve enjoyed sharing sex partners with Mikhia, but I’d never had the desire to touch him in that way. Sharing lovers was just our way of bonding.

  Mikhia and I had put those bastards on their asses when they’d tried to assault us, thinking we were pussies. Of course we’d gotten out of that town pretty fast so we weren’t arrested.

  “Have you changed your mind?” I cocked my head to the side. “I promise you, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

  Dillon bit his bottom lip, and fuck, I wanted to nibble on that plump lip again. I stood there naked, my cock jutting out, showing Dillon just how much I wanted him. But if he decided he couldn’t go through with this, I would back off.

  Mikhia stayed in the background, waiting to see what Dillon would decide.

  Dillon rubbed his nape. “I’m nervous.”

  “There’s no reason to be nervous, kitten.” I moved closer, pulling him into my arms. “What you desire is normal, regardless of what others might say.”

  I kissed him along his jaw, drawing my hands down his back until I had his ass cupped in them.

  “I want this,” Dillon moaned. “Make love to me.” He looked over his shoulder. “Both of you.”

  Chapter Six

  Dillon…

  Had I really said that out loud? What had gotten into me? Before I could come to my senses, Mikhia was at my back, kissing along my bare shoulder. Ripples of pleasure made me shiver as I gasped, the solid heat of his body pressing into me.

  Lucas kissed his way down my neck and bit my chin. Goose bumps broke out all over my body as a sensation of warmth and hunger washed through me. Lucas’s touch was setting me on fire.

  “I need you,” I whispered roughly as Lucas grabbed my wrists and put them behind my back. Mikhia grabbed them and held them in place as Lucas’s mouth covered mine hungrily.

  “You wanna get fucked, baby, don’t you?” Lucas used his teeth as he scraped them along the curve of my neck. “You want to feel one of our dicks sliding inside your ass.”

  “Yes, oh, god, yes, Lucas, please.” Any semblance of calm was shattered with the hunger of Lucas’s mouth gliding along my skin.

  The touch of Lucas’s lips was a delicious sensation, especially when Mikhia began to nibble at my neck. I had an aching need building inside of me that I knew could only be satisfied by these two strong men.

  “First I want to taste you.” Lucas slid down my body until he was on his knees. “So tempting.”

  He kissed the head of my cock as it throbbed, moisture glistening at the tip. Lucas grabbed my hips as he took my cock into his mouth.

  “Oh god…Lucas…I…god...” I tried desperately to buck my hips, but Lucas held them in place. The only thing I was capable of doing was running my hands over Lucas’s short hair—after Mikhia had released my wrists—my knees bending farther as Lucas lapped at my swollen erection.

  I slammed my back against Mikhia’s strong chest as I tried desperately to move. Lucas held me in a tight grip, working my cock down his throat as Mikhia’s hands began to run up and down my chest, and then Mikhia pinched my sensitive nipples. Lord Jesus! A warm tongue slid across my balls, and I could feel them drawing up tight to my body.

  Lucas was going to suck my brain out through my dick. Fuck. I was melting right there in front of him. The only thing that stopped me from collapsing was Mikhia’s strong hold on me.

  I whimpered as blood pounded in my brain, leapt from my heart, and made my knees tremble. I was almost there. All Lucas had to do was…

  “So close,” he murmured. “So very, very close.” The all-powerful man was sucking my dick and making me dizzy with need. My naked flesh hummed as I rubbed against Mikhia’s body.

  It was a powerful feeling being idolized in this manner by two strong and confident men, a feeling I wasn’t sure I would ever tire of.

  My first time with sex and the bar had been set so high I didn’t think anyone after Lucas and Mikhia would be able to bring me to such heights.

  A feeling of utter helplessness took over as Lucas worked my cock back down his throat and Mikhia worked his callused fingers over my sensitized skin. I was being mastered, and I found the experience exhilarating.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful.” Mikhia’s dark voice vibrated through me like a fine tremor.

  Two slicked fingers probed at my hole, and I shuddered at the thought of having a hard, thick, and heavy cock filling me.

  My body shook, threatening to explode as Lucas massaged and caressed my balls. I began writhing as I stood there, desperate for some kind of release.

  Lucas let my cock slip out his mouth and chuckled. “Oh no, baby, when you come, I am going to be buried balls deep.”

  A cry escaped my lips when Lucas’s hot and moist mouth pulled away and left my cock mourning the loss. I wanted to beat the man over the head for not finishing what he’d started.

  “Get on your hands and knees, Dillon.” Lucas issued the command with a deep and penetrating purr that made me want to obey instantly.

  The fingers left my hole as Mikhia released me. I turned around, crawling to the center of the bed. I was hypnotized by the sight as both men climbed on the bed. It was like watching two mountains moving toward me.

  Or two predators.

  A thrill shot through me.

  Lucas nipped my neck, and my breath hitched, and then my breathing became deeper, harder. A blistering hot shudder ran through me. This was the most erotic thing I’d ever done, had ever been involved in.

  Casey had been right. My life had been boring as hell before these two had come along. We’d just started and already I felt as if I would be consumed by flames.

  Lucas cupped my jaw, his fingers gliding over my skin as Lucas’s eyes locked with mine.

  “Touch him, baby.”

  I glanced up at Lucas to see a playful glitter in his greenish-amber eyes. I reached out and ghosted my hand over Mikhia’s ass and then ran it lower until I was touching his balls.

  “Fuck,” Mikhia moaned when I squeezed his balls. The raw look of pleasure on his face had me captivated. I didn’t want to look away. I’d been intimidated by Mikhia, but right now, in this moment, he was all I could center my thoughts on.

  I gave another light squeeze, and Mikhia groaned. To hear the pleasure escaping his lips made me feel powerful. Mikhia was a man of great power, and I was making him groan in pleasure.

  I moved back when Mikhia crawled to me like a predator. His eyes locked onto mine like I was the prize and he was going to swallow me whole. Mikhia’s
hands pressed deep into the mattress as he made his way up my body.

  My eyes darted up at Lucas, who kneeled there watching us closely, and then I looked back at Mikhia, seeing his sharp canines gleam in the dull light of the room.

  Wait. Canines? But that had been a dream. Lucas and Mikhia couldn’t really turn into jungle cats. I had to convince myself of that so I wouldn’t lose my mind, though I knew my dreams tended to come true.

  “Don’t be frightened, kitten.” Lucas ran his knuckles down my cheek. “Never be afraid of us.”

  I began to tremble with the thought that Mikhia was about to take me. I was about to be taken by both men. “But…”

  “We’ll talk afterward,” Mikhia whispered into my ear before nipping my lobe. “I promise. For now, I want you to enjoy every second with us.”

  Mikhia kissed me hard on the lips, moving me backward in the process. I was dizzy by his scent, by what he was doing to me, that I’d allowed him to distract me. What did that say about me that I wanted sex more than answers?

  “Mikhia.” I lay back and spread my legs wide, desperately wanting to feel Mikhia’s cock buried inside of my body. I would ignore what I had seen because, damn, that purr rumbling in Mikhia’s chest was a turn-on.

  Mikhia pushed my legs to my chest, and I touched his face, bringing him closer, needing to feel his lips on mine. Mikhia dragged his hand across my abdomen, making the muscles quiver.

  When Mikhia looked at me, I saw a true predator staring at me. A fine tremble worked its way through my body. I should have been terrified of what I was doing, overwhelmed, running from the room as I screamed my fool head off.

  But I felt calm, needy, and ready to hand in my virginity card. In that moment, I wanted to be owned by the two, unraveled in ways I never knew possible.

  I slid my hand down until I felt Mikhia’s hard shaft against my own. I wrapped my hand around both erections and stroked us.

  My heart hitched when the bed dipped and Lucas stretched out beside me. Lucas glided his hand over my chest then worked it down. He touched my cock, and when I looked down, I saw that it was only my dick that he was stroking.