Surrender to the Alphas (Waxing Crescent Book 5)

by Jasmine Mills

  Oakley chuckled. “Not likely. He knows who he’d be going up against.”

  That was a good point. Given how Warden had warned me against doing this, I doubted he’d be willing to go out of his way to rescue me now.

  “He will,” I said, trying not to show how Oakley had deflated me. “You’ll see. And if he doesn’t, Lydia will.”

  “Is that so? Where is she now? You’ve been here overnight.”

  I pressed my lips together. I’d done a good job of convincing her I was fine. She wasn’t going to look for me anytime soon.

  If I’d been able to call my parents, they might have helped. We’d never been all that close. They were the high-achieving corporate type, and they hadn’t been around much when I was growing up. As a kid, I always struggled to get them to pay attention to me. These days, they were disappointed in the choices I’d made for myself. They didn’t consider journalism a “respectable” career – which, when I translated it to English, meant it didn’t pay enough for their tastes.

  Still, they loved me. At least, I thought they did. If they knew I was in trouble, surely they’d help… wouldn’t they?

  “Let me call someone,” I said, looking up at him pleadingly. “I know they’re not going to rescue me. It’ll just make me feel better. I – I want to hear my mom’s voice.” I put on a pathetic voice, making my eyes big and sad.

  He stroked the back of his neck. “Yeah, sure,” he finally said.

  “Really?” I asked.

  His eyes drifted down to my still-bare breasts and lingered there before moving to my waist and hips. I was grateful to still have my bike shorts on, even though I’d washed my panties and left them in the bathroom.

  With the way Oakley was looking at me, I was going to soak through the shorts any minute, like I had the panties. I pressed my legs together, willing myself to settle down.

  “Yeah,” he said. “If you suck my dick.”

  I pressed myself against the wall as if I could push myself through it. His words horrified me – and yet they titillated me, too. This kidnapping had turned sexual long ago, but actually giving him oral sex would be crossing a line.

  “You wouldn’t make me do that.”

  “Oh, I’m not making you.” His huge hands moved to his waistline. He undid the button on his jeans, then paused with his fingers on his zipper as if saying his next move was in my hands. “I’m only saying you’ll do it if you want to call your parents.”

  I shook my head, crossing my arms over my breasts. “No way.”

  He dropped his hands. “Never mind, then.” He moved toward the door.

  I watched him go, his frame large and lanky. I wondered if I’d seen the hint of a bulge at his waistline. I wondered if it was true that alpha cocks were bigger – and if they might taste better, too.

  “Stop!”

  He turned, giving me a cocky smile. “I thought you might say that.”

  I stood up shakily, biting my lower lip. Was I really going to do this? To whore myself out for a phone call?

  I wouldn’t have for just anyone… But for Oakley, I might have done this without even having anything on the line. His vulturelike features made him appealing, and I had to admit that I was incredibly attracted to him.

  He unzipped his jeans and drew out his length. It was about halfway hard, and as I gaped at him, it grew even bigger.

  “Do you want me to – to get on my knees?” I had clung for so long to my bratty attitude. Now my voice betrayed my fear. I’d only gone down on one guy before in my life, and my ex had been a lot less intimidating than Oakley.

  “An interesting question.” He rubbed himself pensively. “Normally, I would say yes… but since you’re already standing, I like the idea of bending you over.” He grabbed a pair of handcuffs from the wall. “I’ll put you in these first. I like my blow jobs extra sloppy.”

  I hadn’t agreed to that, but it felt like it was too late to back out now. Slowly, I turned so that he could cuff me. Then I bent over, and he lifted the cuffs so that my arms were raised over my head. I was at the perfect level to wrap my mouth around his cock. And I did, parting my lips and letting him enter, feeling his tip slide along the length of my tongue. He found the back of my throat and pushed a little further. I choked and tried to back up, but he was holding the handcuffs that restrained my hands. I couldn’t get away. I couldn’t go too far.

  “Yeah, choke on it,” he groaned, thrusting again into the back of my throat.

  I did my best to open my mouth wider. I had a sudden urge to please him, to impress him with my skills. It shouldn’t have mattered what he thought of me – he was my captor, barely better than a rapist, and yet some part of me wanted to make him come harder than he ever had before.

  His free hand stroked the back of my head, keeping it clamped down on his cock. The saltiness of his precum filtered over my tastebuds.

  As he thrust into my mouth, fucking my face, my body jerked with each movement. My breasts bounced, and the motion made me even wetter. I could almost imagine that another of the alphas was standing behind me, fucking me from the back. Not that I wanted that – not that I’d ever let it happen.

  “Suck me harder,” he ordered, jerking my hands further upward in their restraints. “Suck it like you mean it.”

  I firmed my mouth around his shaft, stroking my tongue along his underside. I tightened my lips much as I could, and the action brought another moan out of him.

  “Just like that,” he said. “Stick your tongue out – that’ll let me go deeper.”

  My eyes were already watering with the effort of taking him this deep, but I couldn’t tell him no. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could, and his cock slid another inch into my throat. There was still more of it – it was so long – but I had engulfed more than before.

  “Yes,” he growled, the speed of his thrusts increasing. “Just like that. What a good little omega. You’re learning.”

  His tone was sincere, and maybe that was what set me off. What gave him the right to be so patronizing? What made him the decider of whether I was good or bad?

  I may have been an omega, but that didn’t mean I was a doormat. I wasn’t here to be his sex toy. I wasn’t ever going to surrender.

  Before I could think about it, I bit down as hard as I could.

  A howl erupted out of him. He hopped backwards a few feet, folding over his injured cock. His face was a mask of anger, and he cursed at me before spinning around. In a second, his vulture had taken his place. The bird was huge and white, with wings that seemed a hundred times the size of my bat’s. Even with him facing the other way, I could see the creature was no filthy scavenger. He was… majestic.

  He shifted back, and his eyes blazed into mine. “You think you’re pretty clever, don’t you?” he demanded, coming at me at rapid speed. “You thought you’d bite off my entire cock?” His hands found my throat, and I sucked in what might have been my last breath. The look on his face said he wanted to murder me. It would only take a fraction of his strength.

  No air came through my windpipe. My eyes bulged out. I was going to die, and for such a stupid reason. I’d barely begun to live. Now I’d never emerge from the shadows of mediocrity. I’d never become a great journalist. I’d never do anything with my life at all.

  Would anyone even find out I’d been here? Would my parents know what had become of my body?

  The door crashed open, and Oakley let go of my neck. I sucked in ragged breaths, coughing and sputtering as I realized I was going to live. Once I’d recovered myself, I looked up to see what had happened. Richmond and Trey were there – they must have pulled Oakley off me.

  “You saved my life,” I breathed.

  “He wasn’t going to hurt you,” Trey said quickly.

  “Could’ve fooled me,” I said, collapsing against the wall.

  “He was upset,” Richmond said. “That was all. If he wanted you dead, he wouldn’t have kept our channels of communication open. We saw the second he atta
cked you.”

  Again, I found myself breathless. That meant they had seen all the rest of what we’d been doing, too.

  Oakley still looked like he wanted to fight me, but the other two grabbed him and pulled him away. “What happens now?” I called before they could go. “Are you still going to leave me here all day? I thought you had to work.”

  “We do,” Trey said. “We’ll decide how to handle you, and we’ll see you tonight.”

  They were going to lock me in here again? “You need to let me out! This is all kinds of illegal!”

  “So is biting off someone’s dick,” Richmond growled. “If he wasn’t a shifter and couldn’t heal himself, you’d be in jail right now.”

  “As opposed to where I actually am,” I grumbled.

  “We were going to let you have the run of the basement today,” Richmond said. “Going to let you call your parents, too. But given how you acted, I don’t think you deserve those privileges.”

  I hocked up a loogie and spat it on the floor. “Bullshit. You weren’t going to do any of that.”

  “You’ll never know.” Richmond moved toward the door. “At least we know you have plenty to entertain yourself with. You seemed to have a good time by yourself last night.”

  My breath caught in my throat. “How would you know about that?”

  “This is my home. Did you really think I wouldn’t have security cameras everywhere? Especially in a room like this, where I might want to review the footage later.” He winked. “And you claim you weren’t turned on.”

  With that, he left, locking the door behind him.

  EIGHT

  By the end of the day, I was so bored that I was actually grateful to see the alphas again. Plus, I was starving.

  They let me into the main room of the basement, which was incongruously normal. With a couch and a few armchairs circled around a TV, the space felt like the average person’s rec room. It was as warm and inviting as the living room upstairs, except this one didn’t have any windows. I thought with regret of Lydia lurking around last night. If only I could’ve convinced her to stay.

  Richmond handed me a tray with a single sandwich – one slice of ham and a thin layer of mayonnaise. I devoured it just in case they took it away, and then I launched into my complaints. “That was it? You couldn’t do a tiny bit better? That was seriously the lowest-effort sandwich I’ve ever eaten.”

  “You can make yourself a better one once you surrender to us and get your freedom,” Richmond said.

  “And when is that going to be?” I asked. “What exactly what do you want from me?”

  “Good question,” he said. “We’ll know it when we see it.”

  I sat back on the couch, pouting. Overnight, my life had turned into a horror movie. I’d been a free woman less than twenty-four hours ago, and now these alphas were going to keep me here until the undefined time when they felt like letting me go.

  “At least let me have a Coke,” I said. “I have a bit of a habit.”

  “You haven’t earned it right now, but we’ll keep it in mind for a future reward.” Richmond patted me on the head. Like a dog.

  I took a long sip of water. “You guys are fucked up. I hate all of you. You should go to hell.”

  “Hell’s not here, so I guess we’ll have to leave.” Jacob stood up.

  Fuck… I didn’t want to be alone. “No, stay,” I sighed. “I just wish you’d be a little nicer to me.”

  “Maybe we’ll do that when you’re nicer to us,” Oakley said. “None of us bit your tits, did we?”

  “Actually, that doesn’t sound like a bad idea,” Trey murmured.

  My nipples puckered, and I hoped the alphas didn’t notice. “You didn’t bite them, but did you squeeze and slap and use some kind of torture device all over them? Yes.”

  “And again, we did that because you trespassed into Richmond’s house,” Jacob said. “We’ve been over this already. I’m getting bored.” He faked a huge yawn.

  “I guess I should just stop protesting the fact that the four of you kidnapped me,” I said. “I should sit here and shut up and wait until you feel like letting me go.”

  He sneered. “That would be preferable, yes.”

  I crossed my arms. I was already hungry again, and being trapped in the room all day had left me feeling irritable.

  I looked from one alpha to the next. Somehow, I was going to have to make these men happy, or they’d never let me out of here.

  “So right now, what could I do to please you?” I asked. “Tell me one thing that would make you let me have a pop or use your phone.”

  They glanced at each other, unspoken thoughts passing between them. “You could do a little dance for us,” Oakley suggested.

  Even though I should’ve expected something like that, I blanched. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

  “Guess you won’t get what you want, then.” He shrugged, and the four of them began to stand up.

  I covered my face with my hands. I couldn’t let them leave, not when I was so close to getting some minor rewards. “Fine,” I muttered.

  “What was that? I didn’t quite catch that,” Jacob said evilly.

  “I think she said she’s going to dance for us,” Trey said, settling again into his chair.

  “Is that right, Cassidy?” Richmond asked.

  I pursed my lips. “I’m not much of a dancer, but yeah, fine, whatever. I’ll do my best.”

  I stood up and went in front of the TV. Their chairs were in a semicircle, and I was in the middle. Their eyes were glued to me, their expressions more predatory than lustful. They looked like they wanted to eat me alive.

  With my heart pounding, I shook my ass back and forth a few times. I went back to my seat, and the alphas chuckled. “That wasn’t a dance,” Richmond said. “Try again.”

  “Put some heart into it,” Jacob said.

  “And don’t forget to smile,” Oakley added.

  Clenching my jaw, I stared at the floor. I’d already been topless in front of them for the better part of a day, not to mention that I’d sucked Oakley’s dick this morning. Doing a dance for them shouldn’t have been that big of a deal, but I wasn’t used to trying to be seductive. My ex had never asked for anything of the sort.

  I looked up, pasting a tense smile onto my face. I shimmied my hips to one side, then the other, lifting my hands slightly into the air. When I was brave enough to look at the alphas’ faces, they looked approving. Emboldened, I shimmied in a circle, turning all the way around.

  “Much better,” Richmond said.

  “But still not good enough,” Oakley said. “Bend over and shake it.”

  Jacob grunted in agreement. “Bounce that ass for us.”

  My mouth went dry. They had no idea how much they were asking of me. Trying to be sexy didn’t come naturally to me, especially with my lack of experience. Still, I had to please them or they wouldn’t let me go. I crouched slightly, putting my hands on my knees, and did my best to make my butt move the way girls did in music videos. I doubted I was doing it right, and I felt goddamn ridiculous.

  And yet when I glanced at their faces again, they looked interested. More than interested. They looked… entranced.

  Maybe this wasn’t so ridiculous after all. I wiggled and jiggled even harder, an unconscious smile coming over my face. I had the power to seduce these men – and that was the real power here, wasn’t it? Even if they had me trapped, unable to leave, my sexuality was the one weapon I could use against them.

  I straightened up, certain bravery overtaking me. “I’ll sleep with you if you let me go.”

  The words seemed to surprise the alphas as much of me. They looked at each other, and for once I didn’t even have the feeling that they were communicating in their minds. For once, I’d left them speechless.

  “That’s right,” I said. “I’m so desperate to get out of here that I’ll let one of you put your dick in me. And you know what? It’ll be my first time.”

  Tr
ey sucked in a breath, and Jacob raised his eyebrows. The four of them definitely seemed intrigued, but would they honestly take me up on my offer? Suddenly, I regretted making it. How could I possibly go through with it?

  “We aren’t keeping you here so we can coerce you into sex,” Richmond said. “We don’t want to fuck you if you wouldn’t be into it.”

  “And I don’t trust you to not try something with me again,” Oakley said. “You’d find some way to rip off my junk.”

  “I don’t think she would,” Trey said, quietly thoughtful as usual. “She’s learned better by now. But I’m with Richmond. I don’t fuck women who aren’t completely and utterly enthusiastic about fucking me. And believe me, that’s not hard to find.”

  Jacob shrugged. “She didn’t actually say she doesn’t want to.”

  All eyes turned to me.

  “That’s true,” Richmond said. “I have a feeling that she’s putting on an act. The four of you didn’t see what I saw on the video camera. She was horny as hell last night – because of us.”

  “So what’s the truth?” Jacob asked, leering at me a little. “Would you be suffering through the sex? Or are you already aching for one of us to fuck you? Has your virginity been nagging at you? Have you been dying to get rid of it?”

  My throat was dry. I didn’t know what to say.

  Slowly, I nodded.

  “Well!” Jacob clapped his hands. “I always did like punching a good V-card.”

  Trey raised a hand as if to say “stop.” “We’re in Richmond’s house. He’s the one who’s trained her the most. The honor should go to him.”

  I stumbled backwards and fell onto the couch. This was suddenly becoming all too real. I’d made the offer so thoughtlessly, but with the way Richmond was looking at me like he wanted to devour me, I knew he was going to follow through.

  I could still say no. He wouldn’t do anything against my will – but my will wanted him. I had to admit it myself, I was still terrified.

  I would’ve slept with any one of these alphas based on looks alone. But Richmond was probably the most intimidating. He was so tall, his body so thick with bronzed muscle. Every part of him dominated every part of me.