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BOUND TO THE TABLE

Breanna

The long-haired Alpha’s tongue feels bizarre against my sex. It’s wiggly and wet, squiggling in all different directions. I can’t tell if I like it or not. It doesn’t feel bad. Just weird. Especially when he hits my clit. It sends jolts through my body, making my stomach clench. It’s nice. I think?

“Raise that ass,” the masked-man says. A waft of his spicy, warm aroma swirls around me as he moves. “I want to fuck you while you’re face first in her cunt.”

I tug at my restraints, hating that I can’t use my hands. Why did they tie me up? Why did they drug me? I didn’t agree to this . But there’s nothing I can do about it now.

Game Night has already begun.

“That’s it. Let that ass suck me up like a good boy.” The masked-Alpha’s voice is strained, but I don’t look down at him. I’m too distracted by the Alpha between my legs.

My eyes float closed as he flicks my clit, and I let myself fall into the feel of his mouth on me. I don’t know why, but it suddenly feels good. Very good. I’m pouring slick. It’s everywhere, covering my legs and back as it pools beneath me on the cold metal table. The rough strap across my ribcage is the only thing keeping me from sliding right off.

Rough grunts fill the room as the long-haired Alpha pushes his tongue deep inside my entrance. I gasp at the intrusion, then keen when his teeth scrape across my clit. It sends sparks straight to my core and my back arches.

“She liked that.” The masked-Alpha chuckles. “Do it again,” he says, and the long-haired Alpha quickly obeys.

A swift moan leaps from my throat when a thick finger pushes inside me. He curls it and my knees draw up. Every muscle in my body seems to coil as he sucks and flicks, lapping wildly at my overly-sensitive clit.

I should say something sexy. Something dirty and wild, but I can’t think of anything beyond the pressure building in my body. It’s like a stretched rubber band, growing harder and harder to hold on to. Then it snaps and my orgasm is ripped from me. My thighs tense and my toes curl as wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure consumes me. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It’s not the sweet, slow-building orgasm I give myself when I’m all alone, but a raging fire that makes my whole body shake violently.

“Fuck!” Someone yells out as my orgasm makes my abs flex, curling my body inward. It’s like I don’t have any control over my body.

“What—” I pant, not even sure what I’m trying to say. “What—” I lift my head, watching the two Alphas kiss each other next to my feet.

They’re both so stunning.

The younger Alpha’s dark hair hangs into his face. His body is cut with lean muscle, and his skin appears to be tan. He looks like he belongs on a beach somewhere, flirting with silly girls in tiny bikinis and surfing in the sunset. The masked-Alpha looks older with salt-and-pepper hair and a matching trim beard. He’s a bit taller and bulkier than his lover, his abs chiseled with deep, distracting grooves. They both smell amazing. One of them is spicy and the other woodsy with a hint of orange.

“Fuck me, David,” the long-haired Alpha says, and I’m happy to have a name for at least one of them. “I love you.” He pants as they crash their mouths together once again. It’s a wild, almost animalistic kiss. The kind filled with a violent passion.

And just like that, need hits me like a tidal wave, followed quickly by shame. I don’t know these Alphas. They’re strangers, yet my body doesn't care. Wicked biology has taken over, forcing all sane thought from my mind.

“P-please…” I whisper, hoping to get their attention.

It works.

They break the kiss long enough to give me a heated look. My pussy is throbbing at the thought of one of their fat cocks inside me. “Please, take me,” I say, hoping I sound sexy, but I fear I just sound silly. Maybe even pathetic.

“Do you want her first?” the long-haired Alpha asks, his lips brushing against David’s. “Do you want to feel that virgin stretch, or do you want to fuck her hole filled with my cum?”

A deep rumble of excitement pushes from David's chest. “I want us to fill both her holes at the same time,” he says in a gruff whisper, and my bottom clenches.

I knew this might happen.

I knew these Alphas might want to take my anal virginity as well. I did everything I could to prepare myself for that possibility, but it’s still kind of scary. Will an Alpha’s cock even fit there? Will it hurt? Could I tear?

“Please,” I say again, but this time my voice is louder and high-pitched. “Don’t hurt me,” I gasp as David tugs at the strap across my middle.

“Move her to the chaise,” David says to the long-haired Alpha, ignoring my plea.

“Yes, sir.” The other Alpha reaches for my hands, quickly freeing me. “I want to see you take her ass.”

“Please, d-don’t hurt—” I yelp as I’m roughly lifted into David’s arms. I stare at his face, wishing he wasn’t wearing a mask. It’s a rough texture, similar to leather, and his eyes appear to be brown, but the red lighting makes it impossible to tell. He carries me toward a boarded-up window, where a weird chair sits. It’s long, more like a bed, but it’s curved like an S, with no hard edges. “Please, go slow,” I say as he sits down, forcing me onto his lap.

“Quiet,” the long-haired Alpha says firmly, moving to the foot of the squiggly chair. “And relax.” He uses his harsh Alpha tones. My abs instantly unclench, letting the knot in my belly unfurl. But while my body obeys, my mind is still spinning.

Will they even care if it hurts me?

Will they stop if I ask them to?

“Put your feet on my knees,” David commands as he forces my back to his firm chest. His skin is so soft and warm, and his scent is almost spicy. Like pink peppercorns and maybe even cinnamon. It’s a harsh aroma, and I’m not sure I like it. “Spread those legs wide so my Alpha can see that pretty virgin pussy.”

I don’t want to do what he asks, but my body trembles with the need to surrender and obey. Slowly, my knees rise, and I place my feet on the top of his thighs. David’s cock settles between my parted legs, resting against my slit. It’s so long—almost poking my belly button—it makes my palms sweat.

“That’s a good girl,” David hums, lifting the silk nightgown up and over my breasts. It makes me feel exposed, which is ridiculous given what these Alphas have already seen. “Can you see her, Mitchum?”

Mitchum? The name doesn’t fit the younger Alpha at all. It’s too stuffy.

“Fuck, she’s gorgeous,” Mitchum grips his shaft, pumping up and down. He’s just as long as David and maybe a little thicker. This is going to hurt. “I need…” He stops stroking himself, glancing around the room. It looks like he’s searching for something.

“What’s wrong?” David asks when Mitchum rushes to the other side of the room. His big hands still palm at my chest, squeezing and plucking at my nipples. The sharp sensations have my body spun, and the need to orgasm again edges out my fear— but only slightly .

“I want to see this.” Mitchum grabs a tall lamp from the corner of the room. I take the chance to scan the rest of the room, noticing a wall covered with various objects. There are chains, whips, and dildos. There are a few items that I can only guess are sex toys. A particularly shiny object catches my eye, and I stare at it. It looks like a mask made out of straps of metal, but the part that covers your mouth seems to have metal teeth poking out of it.

What the fuck is that?

“Get that fat cock in her pussy,” Mitchum says, plugging in the lamp right at the foot of the chair. I squint as the bright yellow light fills the room, making it difficult for me to see. I pray my eyes will adjust quickly. “I want to see you pop that cherry before I fuck her too.”

“As you wish,” David says right in my ear. His breath is so hot against the back of my neck, making goosebumps flash up and down my arms. “Help me get it in,” he says to his mate— at least, I assume they’re mated . Maybe they’re just friends or casual lovers, but it doesn’t feel that way. They seem more connected than that.

“Tilt your hips upward.” Mitchum slaps the side of my thigh as he sits down at the foot of the chair. The urge to cry grips me, but I suck in a deep breath, determined to do this. After all, I literally signed up for this, and I’m getting paid very well for it.

David reaches over my stomach and between my legs. He grips his shaft, tapping it a few times against my overly sensitive clit. The sharp sensation makes my body jerk and my hands fly out, gripping David’s hips beneath me. I don’t want to touch him like this, but there’s nothing else to hold on to.

“That’s it.” Mitchum reaches out, pushing his hands under my bottom. He forces me upward until David’s cock is right at my entrance.

I close my eyes, pulling in a deep breath, but before I can completely fill my lungs, my body is shoved down, and I’m instantly impaled. “Gah!” I scream, my hands flying out. It stings then burns, sending a swift pain up my spine and down my legs. Tears fill my eyes and my chin quivers.

Mitchum chuckles as if pleased, and I force myself to look at him. His dark eyes flash as they bounce between the cock wedged inside me, and the tears slipping down my cheeks. “Does it hurt?” he asks as if he’s hopeful it does. Does he want me to be in pain?

Not sure what to say, I sniffle and the intensity in Mitchum’s expression seems to double. He definitely wants it to hurt . It doesn’t feel that bad, but it’s clear that’s what they want to hear. “Be honest, omega.” Mitchum leans in, his gaze settling on my mouth. “Does it hurt?”

David thrusts up, making me yelp as a fresh wave of pain stabs my sex.

“Yes,” I hiss, clenching my jaw as David thrusts again and again.

Mitchum’s smile grows and his hand moves to his cock. “Is he tearing you apart?” He pumps himself, squeezing the tip hard.

I suck a harsh breath in through my nose and grit my teeth, “Yes. Please,” I pitch my voice even higher, trying to sound distressed. “Take it out,” I pretend to whimper. “It hurts too much. It’s too big.”

A happy growl erupts from David’s chest, and his hands grip my hips hard enough to bruise. It takes everything in me not to moan out loud. It feels good. Maybe it’s the Alpha-sized dildo I have at home, but this isn’t as painful as I had expected. In fact, the prick of pain somehow makes it feel even better.

“She’s so fucking tight.” David’s voice is strained with pleasure. “You have to feel her, Mitch. It’s fucking heaven.”

I look down at the long-haired Alpha, watching as he stares intensely at my pussy. The cock inside me slips repeatedly in and out of me, and Mitchum’s eyes go wide with excitement.

“She’s bleeding.” His chest rises and falls with obvious excitement. “You’ve got blood streaked down that fat cock.” He looks up at David, and I can actually feel the intensity in the room grow. It’s suffocating, pushing down on me as that damn cock continues to abuse my hole.

“Get it in her ass.” David pushes my hips upward, forcing his cock to slip out of me. I wince at the slight stabbing sensation that follows, but then I frown. I want him back inside me. Even though it was uncomfortable, it felt good. Like my body needed the intrusion no matter how unbearable.

“There’s so much slick,” Mitchum laughs as he guides David’s member to my back entrance. My asshole instinctively clenches and a shadow crosses Mitchum’s face. “Relax,” he barks as he glares up at me. “Spread your legs wider,” he commands slowly in his Alpha tones, “and relax that ass unless you want to be ripped in two.”

Once again, my body betrays me and my muscles relax. The effect an Alpha has on an omega’s body is wonderful and cruel at the same time.

“Slowly,” David grunts in my ear as his cock forces its way into my hole.

It does not feel good.

I yelp and whine, trying to lift my hips up and twist my body, but both Alphas grab my hips, forcing me down, down, down onto David’s impossible girth. “No!” I scream as my legs begin to shake from the painful intrusion. “Stop!”

But it’s no use, neither one of them is listening to me.

“One more,” Mitchum says, his voice a gravelly whisper as he positions his own dick at my pussy.

I squeeze my eyes shut tight and hold my breath, bracing myself as he pushes forward. But it somehow doesn’t make it worse. In fact, all the pain in my wrecked body evaporates, leaving me feeling full and relaxed.

It’s as if the pressure of two cocks inside me has somehow stuffed out my body’s ability to feel anything other than pleasure.

“See? That’s all she needed,” Mitchum chuckles, his hips spreading me wide as inhuman sounds rumble from David’s throat. “Nothing soothes an omega like two big cocks in her dirty virgin holes.”

Then he thrusts, forcing me to slide across David’s firm chest as they both fuck me in different places.

And it feels… amazing .