Surrender to the Alphas (Waxing Crescent Book 5)

by Jasmine Mills

  “Of course,” Richmond said, bringing the wheel just above my nipple. “You always are.”

  My shoulders tightened as he worked the needles across my skin. The closer he got to my nipples, the more sensitive the flesh was. I knew once he got there, he’d skim the needles just underneath the pink pebbles – and then he’d start from the top and drag the wheel down my chest in vertical lines, starting the whole process over from the beginning. Except that now my skin would already be tender, the pinpricks even more painful.

  I gritted my teeth as heat built within me. The alphas knew this routine always got me more turned on than anything else in the world. The longer this went on, the crazier it drove me. I was desperate to get one – or more – of their cocks inside me.

  My thighs quivered. My toes curled. Richmond’s ministrations had reduced me to a puddle of arousal. I couldn’t think about anything but how desperately I needed to be filled.

  Finally, finally, he gave a grunt of satisfaction and handed the Wartenberg wheel to Oakley. “Who do you want to fuck you?” he asked, leaning in so that his breath was hot on my ear.

  I shuddered. “I don’t care. Surprise me.”

  “That’s a dangerous game to play, omega.”

  “How so? I want all of you.” I summoned the mental energy to flash him a devilish grin.

  I regretted it as soon as he nodded toward Trey. Without a word passing verbally between them, Trey turned toward a certain shelf on the left side of the room – the blindfold shelf.

  I hated being blindfolded. Couldn’t stand it.

  But, yes… I also loved it.

  At least this time Trey chose a simple blindfold, a scrap of black fabric that he’d tie around the back of my head. I knew from experience that it would let some light and shadows filter through. Sometimes the alphas liked to cover my entire head with a black leather hood, which took away every bit of visual sensations – and it came with a ball gag that kept me from speaking, or even moaning and gasping the way sex with my mates always made me want to.

  The last thing I saw before he covered my eyes was the other three’s gleaming shirtless chests, their rippling abs. Jacob and Oakley were stepping out of their pants, palming their shafts. Whichever of them weren’t going to fuck me would be jerking off while they watched.

  Blinded by the fabric, I couldn’t see which of them came in front of me. I struggled to guess whose hands unchained my ankles and lifted my legs. The roughness of the skin made me think of Richmond, but the gentle touch was more Jacob. Reaching out to touch the man’s body would’ve helped – but with my arms restrained above my head, I couldn’t do that.

  And I didn’t have time to figure it out, because the alpha was hiking my legs up so that they could wrap around his back – and then he was plunging into me, going deep without hesitation.

  I cried out, my hands shaking in their restraints. I longed to wrap my arms around him and cling to him, and the fact that I couldn’t was still another sweet torment.

  “Yes… alpha… yes…”

  Being joined to him like this was the most intimate thing imaginable. Maybe it was odd that I felt so connected to him without knowing who he was, but it didn’t matter. I felt connected to all of them – and when one of them fucked me like this, it was like all of them fucking me.

  “Give it to her hard,” one of the alphas rumbled. “Fuck her till she comes.”

  The one fucking me obeyed the order, speeding his thrusts up to a nearly unbearable velocity. He was hitting my G-spot, and explosions of fireworks sparked behind my eyelids each time he rubbed against it. My moans became louder and more desperate. How long could I take this?

  “Fill her up with cum,” another alpha growled. “Put a baby in her.”

  Those words sent a burst of fresh desire through me, and my walls spasmed around my alpha’s cock. We’d been trying to get pregnant for a few months, and while it hadn’t happened yet, each attempt was intoxicating. Although I was frustrated by our failure so far, the fact that the intention was there turned me on.

  Every time one of the alphas pumped his seed into me, there was the potential that we were creating a whole new life. And even if it didn’t happen today, even if it didn’t happen tomorrow, it was going to happen. Or we’d die trying.

  “Fuck,” the alpha grunted, and hot liquid spilled into my insides.

  “Yes… come for me…” I licked my lips, pushing my hips toward him, encouraging him to pump more seed into me. “Knock me up, baby. I want your child.”

  As my own orgasm subsided, the alpha slowly withdrew. I pressed my legs together, trying to keep his cum from dripping out, and waited for the alphas to release me.

  My arms were beginning to get sore, and I fidgeted in place. “What’s taking so long?”

  At last one of them removed the blindfold from my eyes. I blinked – Oakley. Meanwhile, Jacob and Trey let my hands free.

  All of them were fully dressed, not a hair out of place. I frowned. “Okay, you got me. Which one of you was it?”

  “We’ll never tell,” Jacob said.

  I raised my eyebrows. “What about our promise not to keep secrets from each other?”

  Richmond shrugged, and somehow managed to do it smugly. “You said you didn’t care.”

  “You can’t argue with that.” Trey pressed a kiss to my cheek.

  I shook out my arms, getting the blood flowing back into them. “Sure, but… but…” I pursed my lips. “I guess it doesn’t matter.”

  Richmond looped a well-muscled arm around me. “I have a good feeling about this. The way he fucked you just now… it’s impossible he didn’t put a baby in you.”

  I shivered, thrilled by the thought. An alpha’s sperm could be making its way to my uterus as we spoke. Soon it’d fertilize the egg, which would grow inside me.

  If Richmond was right, in nine short months, I could be giving birth to our child – the first of many. The names I’d chosen in my newspaper flittered through my head. Cole, Carmen, Lewis, Leanne, Porter, Paris, Manny, Megan…

  “I hope you’re right,” I said, laying my hands over my stomach.

  Trey held out a knee-length turquoise robe for me, and I smiled as I slid my arms into the sleeves. The silky fabric felt heavenly against my skin, especially after the way Richmond had punished it.

  The last two years had been good to me. I’d worked for Lydia’s company the whole time and, despite my lack of experience, I’d excelled at my job. I no longer fantasized about being a world-renowned journalist. I’d stumbled into career success the same way I’d stumbled into my relationship with my alphas.

  Even though I’d never be as crazy about sales and marketing as I used to be about the news, that old passion was gone. I was too disillusioned by the reality of journalism to ever go back to that. These days, my work was a pleasant way to pass my days. My true joy, the meaning of my life, I found in the alphas – my family.

  Our relationship got sweeter by the day. Every time I thought things were perfect, they somehow managed to become even better. The connection between us just kept deepening – we got more and more in sync. We were so intertwined that I could hardly imagine my life without them anymore. The time before they’d been in my life felt like it was a lifetime ago.

  We loved each other. We valued each other. Although we’d had small fights over the years, they’d never gone close to the point that the first one had. I was never going to give them up. I was fully and completely committed to them – and I knew they felt the same. As much as they’d always demanded that I surrender to them, in the end, they’d surrendered to me, too.

  I took a step, then nearly swooned. Their sex had made me so weak, I couldn’t even walk.

  “We got you.” Richmond swept me into his strong arms, and with the other alphas behind us, he carried me up the stairs.

  I let my eyes flutter shut, my mind still flooded with endorphins. Was the sperm infiltrating my egg right now? Richmond was right – that time had felt diffe
rent. I had a good feeling about this.

  A new chapter would soon start with my alphas.

  And I, for one, couldn’t wait to turn the page.

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  Take a look at the other books in the Waxing Crescent series:

  Taming Their Omega

  Six angry alphas versus one bratty omega.

  I thought I was smarter than everyone else. That I could manipulate those around me.

  I was wrong.

  Now all these alphas have united to kidnap me and drag me to the middle of nowhere. They plan to use my body and break my spirit. I won't be free until I surrender to their every demand.

  I'm their little omega prisoner, and they can do whatever they want to me.

  But what if they want to make me theirs?

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  Owned by the Alphas

  They won't stop until they've had all of me.

  I've been a bad little omega. I tried to double-cross five strong, powerful alphas.

  Dumb idea. It didn't take long for them to capture and collar me.

  As they unleash their fury on me, I discover my deepest desire is to be dominated. But I slowly realize this is more than just revenge.

  What if the alphas won't stop at punishing me for my crimes? What if they want to own me - forever?

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  Promised to the Alphas

  They'll make me their mate.

  All I ever wanted was to be like everybody else.

  But I'm not. I'm an omega, subject to my pack's rules and traditions.

  Without my knowledge, my parents promised my hand in marriage to two alphas.

  Each.

  Now all four alphas are saying I'm theirs, and I'm bound by shifter law to be their mate.

  If they can unlock my submissive nature, maybe they can make me fall in love with them.

  But does love even matter when I was promised to the alphas?

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  Mating Their Omega

  Every woman wants them. Only one can have them.

  I never thought the four alphas would notice me.

  I'm plain. Average. Boring.

  And they're... incredible.

  When I attend their mating ball, I expect them to ignore my presence.

  All of a sudden, all four of them are claiming me. And they won't take no for an answer.

  They're best friends. They do everything together. Why shouldn't they take a mate together, too?

  And when they make me theirs, what heights of erotic bliss can they show me?

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