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Page 16 of Ondine: Vol. 2

He bottoms out and my back bows off the mattress. He lays over the top of me and licks my bond mark.

“Ondine, my mate, Sebastian and I…he held our cocks and made both of us come. He laid on top of me, just like this.”

Oh god, that’s an incredible image.

“You want Sebastian? You know I wouldn’t mind fucking you with that orange flavored lover boy. I bet the two of us could ruin you. You’d be several dimensions away and I’d feel it all.”

“Yes!” I cry.

Thinking about it is making me uncontrollably horny. He fucks me hard and fast. He holds me tight so we don’t end up on the floor.

He pulls me overtop of some pillows so I’m angled just right. Right where he learned I like it best last night. He slows down to that same beat. His cock rubs me just right from the inside. My mind is mush and his emotions are laser sharp. We speed up, in and out, in and out, in and out.

I tumble into it.

I scream, and he bends down to eat up my words with his mouth.

He’s joining me in this state, pumping me full of his hot cum. My body shakes. It’s so intense.

He lays completely over me while we catch our breath.

“Freddie, I’m sorry.”

“You do not have to be sorry. Don’t you dare. God, I love when you’re greedy. And possessive. And a force. I knew you were like that. I knew it.”

I bury my face in his shoulder.

“It’ll be my job to make sure you’re safe enough to show this wild side of you more often. I want you like that all the time. All the time, Ondine. I want you free.”

6

Beta Meier

Arnold

Ican’t believe that fucking alpha bit me on the back of my head. In my hairline. I reach back and try to ease the pain of it by pressing the edges with my fingers, but touching it makes it worse.

Jake. Jacoby Meier. How did Ondine get wrapped up with this guy? We filled out the online form to register me as part of my pack and I learned at that time they are just three alphas. And I cannot stand alphas. Why did I agree to this? Oh yeah, they’d ripped me out of my apartment, tied me to a chair, left me there for 12 hours, broke my finger, and then threatened to ruin me.

Sebastian and Yin are the other two members. But I’ve been told to not call him Yin. And Jacoby looked like he wanted to sick his lap dog at my other fingers for calling him by his full name, too.

When you register, you change your name. Traditionally just your surname, but a lot of alphas legally change their first names, too. I had access to their entire file for a few minutes and tried to learn as much as I could.

I’m Arnold Meier now.

Fuck me.

And here I stand in a cold, dark turret in their riverfront, peninsula house looking at some shopping bags and a round platform bed.

Apparently Ondine’s nest.

I’m about to be sick to my stomach. I turn to the alpha on my right. Shadow. The odd smelling, shallow faced, dark moons under his eyes, and annoying alpha. He upsets me even more to look at than this sorry excuse for a nest.

“What the fuck is this?” I ask him. I don’t fuck around with it comes to alphas. They are all dumbasses. Every. Last. One. Of. Them.

“Watch your mouth, beta. This is what I’ve done so far.”

It may look like I’m choosing my words carefully, but I’m really just choosing which insults I want to serve him first. “This is fucking sad. Are you slow or something? Developmentally delayed? Did they take half your brain for science?”

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