Bound by Two Alphas

by Lynn Hagen

  If I’d had any doubts before, I was now completely convinced that I was pregnant. “So they were right. You’re using chosen ones to procreate.”

  Nezat stood and rounded his desk. The way he walked, his strides long and certain, made me shrink back. “I’m building an army. My offspring will take over the human world and enslave mankind.” He turned to the reverend. “Fail me again and I will feast on your soul.”

  “I-I had no idea,” the reverend stammered. “Please, forgive me. It won’t happen again.”

  What was the reverend going to do, make the chosen ones pee in a cup to make sure they weren’t knocked up?

  Nezat walked toward me, and I was ready to piss my pants. I had no idea what he would do with me now that I was of no use to him. What I hadn’t expected was for him to backhand me so hard I flew across the room and hit the wall before crumpling to the floor.

  I lay there in pain, too afraid to get up. It felt as if I had just been hit in the head with a sledgehammer. My head throbbed, and I tasted blood in my mouth.

  It was in that moment that I realized Nezat was going to kill me. As badly as I hurt and as much as I couldn’t focus, I shoved to my feet and looked around for a way to escape. If I didn’t get out of there, I would never make it out of this house alive.

  Nezat turned to Bert. “Bring me another one.”

  The windows in the living room didn’t have bars on them, and I wondered if I could jump out of one before someone got their hands on me.

  But I didn’t want to leave Casey and Shane behind.

  “Push me one more time and I swear I’ll scratch your fucking eyes out,” Casey said from down the hallway.

  But it wasn’t Bert who’d retrieved Casey. It was Bodin.

  Casey locked gazes with me as soon as he stepped into the room. His jaw dropped, and he ran to me. “What the fuck happened to you?”

  “Nezat,” I whispered, though I was certain Nezat heard me. “I’m useless to him since I’m already pregnant, and I think he’s going to kill me.”

  Casey spun and held his arms out, shielding me behind him. “Touch one hair on his head and I’ll castrate you.”

  Nezat’s scowl disappeared, and he smiled. “Feisty. I like that. You’ll give me strong offspring.”

  “Why aren’t you ugly?” Casey asked. “You’re supposed to be hideous, not some damn runway model.” Casey looked over his shoulder at me. “He’s hot.”

  “He’s not human,” I reminded him. “And he’s downright evil.”

  “I take whatever form gets the job done,” Nezat said. “Come to me, breeder.”

  “In your dreams,” Casey said. “You wish I would have your evil babies.”

  “Now!” Nezat snapped his fingers, and Bodin grabbed Casey by his upper arm and dragged him across the room.

  I tried to stop him but got another backhand for my efforts. At least this time I hadn’t been slapped against a wall.

  “Kill the useless one,” Nezat said to Bodin. “But not before he sees what I’m going to do to his friend.”

  “You’re a sick fuck,” I spat.

  “I’m a demon,” Nezat spat right back. “Did you expect any less from me?”

  A demon. My world tilted sideways, but I tried once more to grab Casey and pull him back. Bodin curled his hand around my throat and dragged me over to the window.

  “Stay put or I’ll do to you what Nezat is going to do to your friend.”

  My brows hiked to my hairline when Casey dropped to the floor and rolled under the desk. He shot up and made a dash for the door.

  That was when I spotted Lucas and Mikhia outside the window, moving silently toward the house. My heart leapt into my throat when I realized help had arrived.

  Now I just had to stop Nezat from getting his hands on Casey before my mates stormed the place.

  And I prayed they’d brought help with them.

  Nezat grabbed Casey around his waist and hauled him off his feet, carrying him to the couch I hadn’t noticed. Casey kicked and swung his arms, but he was no match for the demon.

  I took a page from Casey’s book. I dropped to the floor and rolled away from Bodin. I got to my feet and launched myself at Nezat, slamming my body into his.

  Nezat fell to the floor. I knew the only way I’d gotten the upper hand was because the demon hadn’t expected the move.

  “Casey, run!” I shouted.

  Nezat got up, a murderous look in his blue eyes as he came toward me, but he stopped when an explosion of noise erupted somewhere in the house.

  Bert stumbled into the living room, a knife sticking out of his chest. He fell to the floor, unmoving. I heard the reverend shout for help, but his cries instantly died.

  Nezat snarled as Bodin stormed toward the living room entrance, stepping over Bert’s dead body.

  Four men stormed the living room, making Bodin back away. Two of those men were Lucas and Mikhia. I wanted to jump for joy, but I tamped down that urge as I grabbed Casey’s hand and yanked him away from the couch, pushing him toward the window and out of harm’s way.

  Bodin was fast, moving at inhuman speed as he went after Mikhia. My heart stopped beating as he picked Mikhia up and threw him against the wall.

  But Ken and Jack were on Bodin, battling with him, throwing punches and snarling loudly. My jaw dropped when Ken shifted into a humungous bear.

  “What the fuck?” Casey squeaked from behind me. “He’s a bear?”

  Then two wolves stalked into the room. I had no idea if they were human or wild animals, but I planned on keeping my distance.

  The wolves, the bear, and Jack went after Bodin while Lucas turned his sights on Nezat. “So we meet again.”

  “You’re becoming a pain in my ass,” Nezat snarled. “This is far from over, pussy cat.”

  Nezat snapped his fingers, and he was gone. Poof. Disappeared right before my eyes, which scared the shit out of me. If he could travel that way, what was to stop him from snapping himself into Casey’s or Shane’s bedroom to steal them away?

  The wolves and the bear had pinned Bodin to the floor. Mikhia gripped deadly knives in each hand as he approached.

  “This is for my family, you sick fuck.” Mikhia plunged both blades into Bodin’s chest. Bodin screamed as Mikhia pulled the knives free and stabbed him again.

  I turned my head away from the gruesomeness, and Casey sheltered me in his arms.

  “You don’t need to see that, sweetheart. Happy thoughts, though I’m going to kill Ken and Jack for not telling me they are bears.”

  One of the wolves padded away, and moments later, Devlin Bailey returned cradling Shane to his chest. Holy fuck! The Bailey brothers were wolf shifters?

  I was done having my mind blown. I pulled away from Casey and ran to Lucas. He enveloped me in his arms and held me close.

  “Are you okay, kitten?” He tilted my head back and examined my face. A snarl erupted from his throat.

  “I’m fine.” I pulled from his hand and buried my face in his chest. “Please get me out of here.”

  Mikhia pressed into my back, making me feel safe at last.

  “We still have to track Nezat down,” Mikhia said. “We can’t let him get away.”

  “I have a feeling he’s not leaving town,” Lucas said. “First we take care of our mate, and then we help the others catch and kill the demon.”

  I hugged Casey and promised to call him later. I even gave Shane a small wave and was glad when he gave me a wobbly smile.

  When we walked outside, I was shocked to see we had been in the house not fifty feet from the white tent. Whose brainiac idea had it been to take us to the reverend’s house? Maybe Nezat had thought himself too powerful to worry about their location.

  It had been a dumb move if you asked me.

  “Burn it down,” Lucas said over his shoulder. I wasn’t sure who he was talking to, but moments later, the house was on fire.

  As soon as we arrived at the motel, I spotted my dad’s car. I wasn’t in the moo
d to deal with him right now. I just wanted to crawl between my mates and sleep for the next ten hours. I didn’t even move off Mikhia’s lap when Lucas parked the car.

  I was too shaken and needed Mikhia’s strong arms around me to assure me that I was truly safe. I needed Lucas’s comforting words, his gentle touch, and his sensual kisses.

  I needed them both.

  “I’ll deal with him,” Lucas said. “You’ve been through enough already, sweetheart.”

  As much as I didn’t want Lucas standing up for me against my father, I was too drained to care. I hoped my dad didn’t disown me. He and Jason were the only family I had, but if it took him a while to come to grips with the fact that I was with two men, I’d give him that time.

  I wasn’t going to kick my mates to the curb because my father didn’t approve. They were the best things to ever happen to me, and I deserved to be happy.

  I loved being bound to two alpha males, who cherished and protected me. In just a short amount of time, I’d fallen for my beefcakes, and I didn’t care who had a problem with it.

  This was my life, and I was determined to live it on my terms.

  * * * *

  Lucas…

  “It’s perfect.” Dillon spun in a circle in the kitchen of the house we’d just bought. I was happy that he was so pleased.

  “You think so?” I hadn’t told him that Mikhia and I were purchasing a house. I had wanted it to be a surprise. After what Dillon had gone through, and the fact that his father wasn’t talking to him right now, our mate had needed something to cheer him up.

  Mikhia grabbed Dillon’s hand and pulled him upstairs. I followed behind them, feeling as if a weight had been lifted off my chest. Bodin, Bert, and the reverend were dead, and Nezat was on the loose, but I wasn’t going to let those thoughts ruin this moment.

  Nezat wasn’t going to come after Dillon again. He was of no use to the demon since he was already pregnant. That should have been a relief, but there were others still in harm’s way.

  Mikhia slid his arms around Dillon as he pointed to the first bedroom on the right. “The nursery. What do you think?”

  “I don’t know what to say.” Dillon turned in Mikhia’s arms. “You guys have been wonderful, and I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you for what you’ve done for me.”

  “There’s no repaying.” Mikhia gave him a quick kiss. “But neither of us would mind some naked show of appreciation.”

  Dillon rolled his eyes. “You have sex on the brain all the time, Mikhia.”

  I pressed myself into Dillon’s back. “And what’s wrong with that?”

  Dillon’s breath hitched. “Um, nothing I guess. I was just pointing that out.”

  When I looked down at Dillon, I saw my mate’s eyelids began to flutter closed. Dillon inhaled sharply as he stood there shaking.

  “Nervous?” Mikhia teased as he nipped Dillon’s chin. “You should be used to two men by now.”

  “I just…oh hell, take me already.” Dillon smiled up at me, and my heart stopped.

  I’d fallen in love with the human. He’d become my entire world, and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for him.

  “Now that is what I like to hear,” Mikhia said as he picked Dillon up and carried him to our bedroom.

  As soon as I cleared the doorway, I began to undress, and Mikhia placed Dillon on the bed and started kissing him all over. Dillon squealed and laughed as Mikhia chuckled.

  It was good to see my brother back to his old self. I had worried that the devastation would be too much for him, that Mikhia would be forever in his sullen state. But Dillon had brought him out of it, and for that, I was eternally grateful.

  “No.” Dillon shook his head. For a second, I thought our mate was about to put a stop to this.

  “What?” Mikhia glanced at me. It was obvious we were both confused.

  “It’s my turn to rock your world.” Dillon’s skin heated as a bright red hue worked its way from his face to his chest. He scooted away from Mikhia and stripped out of his clothing.

  Mikhia and I groaned in unison. Dillon’s belly was slightly swollen, and it was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.

  “First I want to show you just what you mean to me.”

  Mikhia wrapped his hand around Dillon’s erection, squeezing slightly before giving it a few strokes. Dillon gasped as his head lolled to the side.

  I picked Dillon up and spread him out on the bed. Mikhia settled on one side of him as I settled on the other. We licked and sucked at Dillon’s cock and balls as Mikhia kicked his way out of his clothes.

  Dillon trembled beneath us, his hands balling into tight fists. I grabbed one of his hands and guided it toward my cock, and Mikhia did the same. Dillon fisted them, and we groaned.

  “Make me come,” Dillon said to us.

  “A couple times,” Mikhia said with a smirk. “You’re about to be invaded by two horny panthers. We won’t be done with you for a long while.”

  I nodded. “A lifetime.”

  “Stop talking and get back to sucking me,” Dillon said as his hand tightened on our cocks.

  “Then you know the pleasure we’re about to unleash on you.” I grinned when Dillon glanced down at me, his eyes wide.

  I winked at Dillon before I took his cock into my mouth. Mikhia turned Dillon on his side and sucked at his ass. Dillon’s breathing became ragged as he ran the tips of his fingers across my stretched lips. He inhaled sharply when my tongue lashed out to swipe over the slit in the head, capturing the pre-cum that was beading there.

  As Dillon thrashed on the bed, crying out and hitching his hips, I wet my fingers inside my mouth and then inserted two into Dillon’s ass, stretching him for my invasion.

  “Ohmygod!” Dillon kept repeating that cluster of words as his hips punched upward. When I slid my lips up Dillon’s cock, Mikhia took a swipe at the base, and when I swallowed Dillon, Mikhia went back to sucking at the man’s ass.

  We worked up a rhythm as Dillon went rigid.

  “Stop fighting it,” Mikhia said. “Just let go.”

  Dillon howled as his legs spread and his hips jerked, and I took his shaft down to the root. My throat muscles worked as I looked up and saw Mikhia feeding his cock to Dillon.

  I had to grab the base of my dick and squeeze to stop myself from exploding. The sight of Mikhia getting his dick sucked, the scent of Dillon’s release, and the excited energy in the room nearly shook me apart.

  When I pulled back, Mikhia moved quickly, settling between Dillon’s quivering legs.

  “I brought lube,” I said as I moved from the bed and went for my jeans. Mikhia held out his hand, waiting for me to wet his fingers. When I did, Mikhia inched his slick fingers inside Dillon.

  “Fuck!” Dillon thrashed his head from side to side.

  Mikhia chuckled. “Think he’s enjoying this?”

  “I think he is,” I said with a grin.

  I slapped Mikhia’s shoulder. “Go back to getting your dick sucked. I need in his ass.”

  Mikhia moved up the bed and kneeled beside Dillon’s head. I spread Dillon’s legs and lined the head of my cock to his wet, pulsing hole.

  In one fluid move, I buried my cock deep.

  Dillon moaned around Mikhia’s shaft as I started a punishing pace, kissing Dillon along his neck and giving gentle bites to his shoulder.

  I groaned as Dillon’s nails dug into my back.

  “You can have your turn to rock our world later.” I sank my canines into Dillon’s shoulder. The human cried out as his hole clamped down on my cock, making movement almost impossible. The man’s hole was too damn tight to begin with.

  His orgasm triggered mine, and I buried myself deep as I came. I eased out of Dillon and attacked his cock, taking it back down my throat as Mikhia punched his hips in short bursts, running his hand through Dillon’s hair.

  “Almost there, sweetheart,” Mikhia murmured.

  I worked Dillon’s cock, sucking and licking, swallowing and pul
ling back. I even palmed his balls and tugged gently at them. Dillon continued to thrash, taking Mikhia’s cock deeper as he bucked his hips.

  Mikhia was the first to cry out, fucking Dillon’s mouth in earnest as Dillon writhed beneath me, shoving his cock farther down my throat.

  I inched a finger into his ass, and it was over. Dillon pulled his lips from around Mikhia’s dick and shouted my name, his cum splashing down my throat.

  When I pulled back, I kissed Dillon’s inner thigh. “Now that’s an excellent way to show your appreciation.”

  Mikhia collapsed on the bed, his arms spread as he panted. “Much love to you, kitten.”

  “You just love me for my oral skills.” Dillon yawned.

  “And your tight ass.” I smiled.

  But it was much more than that, and Dillon knew it. Mikhia and I hadn’t been looking for anything but revenge when we’d entered this small town, but now we had a family, a mate to love and cherish, and I planned on showing Dillon, every damn day, just how sacred our bond was.

  I also wanted a house filled with the sound of small feet running around. Mikhia agreed that we would have a big family, and Dillon hadn’t argued. I still missed my parents and my sister, and they would always be in my heart, but our lives had taken a different journey, and it had led us to happiness and the promise of a brighter tomorrow.

  THE END

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