Present…
“Sevy, how hard did you hit him? He’s been out for four hours.” I crouch down in front of our captive. Brandon, I think? I get them mixed up, there’s just too many of them. I know who goes with who, but trying to remember the name that goes with which one is just too hard. I know this isn’t the guy that can use his alpha tone on us.
We were worried that his power of knowing what was coming at him would extend to Sevy’s abilities, but either those pups have him too tired or it just doesn’t work on non-living entities.
The thought of his pups sends a jolt of jealousy and intense pain through my chest and I forcefully shake my head to push the thought away.
I can hear the guy’s heartbeat, so he’s alive. There’s no reason for him to still be knocked out, is there?
“I’ve told you before, Rin. It’s like hitting something with a 10-foot pole. You get enough energy up to move the pole and it’s leverage kinda takes over. I can’t feel what the tree felt, just the power I put into it.” Severn comes over and carefully rolls the guy’s head to the side. He had been bleeding, but the wound closed some time ago. A small knot is still on his scalp and I’m sure that he must have a bruise, though we can’t see it through his hair.
Severn gently places his head back on the cot that we’ve chained him to. “The silver isn’t helping the healing,” he mutters.
“Once Case gets back from spreading our scent, we’ll take them off and tie him up. I just don’t want him getting out with just the two of us here.” I stand and pull him up with me. His face softens when I pull him into me, his arms immediately going around my waist. I cup his cheeks with my hands and look into his eyes, pouring as much sincerity as I can into my words. “Sevy, if anything happened to you or Case, I don’t know what I’d do.”
Severn leans down and kisses me gently. He pulls away, leaning his head against my forehead. “Nothing will, Rin. You don’t have to worry about us. We’re going to make it safe for us. Finally.”
He punctuates the last word by a squeeze of his hands on my waist.
I can’t help it. The thought of losing either of them scares me so much. I just can’t imagine being without them.
I reach up and pull the back of Severn’s head towards me, capturing him in a desperate kiss. I force his mouth open with my tongue, delving inside. My arms wrap around his shoulders, my hands clawing at his back as I push my body into his.
He groans into my mouth, his hands immediately going to my ass and hoisting me up so that my legs are wrapped around his waist. He pulls away slightly, and I begin trailing kisses down his jaw, making my way to his matemark.
“Fuck, Rin. You sure you want to do this now?” Severn knows how much I value our privacy, especially with all the hate that we’ve gotten over the years about the three of us being together. Having this guy here would normally give me pause. But he’s knocked out, and I need the reassurance of my mate right now. Even though this plan was my idea, I never thought that we’d act on it. And when we did, I never thought it would work. Now that it has, I’m anxious.
“I need you.” I say against his skin. I suck his matemark into my mouth, biting lightly, feeling him harden between my legs. I whisper, “I need my mate.”
“Fuck,” he growls, pushing me against the wall. One of his hands moves under my shirt, pinching my nipple through my thin bra. His other hand cups my ass, squeezing hard.
I grind against him, feeling him becoming fully erect beneath me.
“Bedroom,” I say, against his skin.
He gathers me into his arms, me unbuttoning his shirt as he quickly walks out of the room. He closes the curtain, giving us some semblance of privacy in case that guy wakes up.
We’ve made a home inside a cave. With three walls already made out of stone, we only had one side that we had to worry about. Severn used the trees and bushes to block the access point inside. The only way inside is for Severn to let you in, the brush just being too thick for anything else.
We have a few rooms that we’d set up over the last five years, our storage room being where we are keeping the guy.
Severn takes long strides and moves into the bedroom. I cling to his back as he crawls onto the bed, leaving hickies along his neck, shoulders, and chest. They instantly start to heal, but he loves the feeling.
“Rin,” he moans as he lies on top of me. “Yes, baby.” He reaches around my back, unclasping my bra. Quickly, Severn pulls my arms off of him and grabs the front of my shirt where my bra is. He pulls both pieces of clothing over my head, throwing them to the floor once they’re off.
He bends down and immediately takes one of my nipples between his teeth, flicking over it with his tongue.
“Sevy!” I moan out, moving my feet to the bed as he pulls my pants and underwear off my body and throws them behind him.
He moves to my other breast, pulling his shirt off as he does. Finally, his hands move down to cup my pussy. Severn moans as he feels the hair there. “You’re growing it out again.” He immediately moves down to my pussy, rubbing his face over me.
Most guys, like Casen, like their girls shaved. But not Severn. He loves a bush. Trimmed, but still a bush. So, I go back and forth for my men. It’s Severn’s turn now. We haven’t had sex in several weeks while planning the kidnapping. He didn’t know that I was doing this.
He gives a wordless moan as he kisses, bites, and rubs his face all over my pussy, feeling the hair against his face. His hand moves to my entrance, two fingers plunging inside of me.
“Sevy, please,” I moan, my hand on the back of his head. He’s teasing me, just rubbing on the top and outside of my pussy lips, not touching where I really want him.
“Let me enjoy this,” he moans. He takes a deep inhale of my pussy. He claims that I smell different when I’m unshaven. Stronger, more feminine. He loves the feel of it on his face and against his body. He’s like this every time the hair gets to this length and soaks it up until I shave again. “Fuck, I love this.”
He nips at the apex of the lips of my pussy, just above my clit, his fingers moving in and out of my already dripping entrance. And then his teeth graze my clit. I buck into him, begging, pleading for more.
“Please, Sevy! I need it.” I cry out. He groans as he suckles at my clit. His fingers pump in and out of me.
Severn grabs my waist, pulling me up so that I’m bent in a “c” shape and he’s sitting on his knees. My legs are wide open, falling to either side of my body, leaving my pussy and ass bare for Severn.
He growls before licking from my ass all the way up to my clit.
“Yes! Fuck, yes!” I squeal. “Please don’t stop.” I claw at his thighs. I know that I have to have drawn blood, but it seems to spur Severn on.
Suddenly, I hear the barrier at the front entrance move and I know that Casen mindlinked Severn to let him back in the cave. I hear Casen rushing into the cave, throwing his packages onto the table and running into the bedroom.
He stops in the doorway and looks at us. “Fucking hell, that’s hot.” He quickly undresses and climbs onto the bed. Severn doesn’t even look at him, but continues eating my pussy.
I watch Casen’s face as he sees my pussy, the fine fiery red hair covering it. He gives a low, seductive chuckle. “I see why he’s in such a hurry to get me in here. This is going to be fun.”
Like I said, Severn really loves an unshaven pussy, as well as an unshaven dick, which I personally do too. When he notices that I’ve started to grow mine out, he gets a little wilder in bed.
Severn looks up at us, pulling back slightly. His eyes are completely blown wide, almost black with his lust. His mouth is dripping with my juices and a look of primal desire is stamped over all his features.
“Fuuuuuccccckkkkk,” Casen moans out, beginning to stroke his dick just at the look on Severn’s face. Severn’s eyes flick down to Casen’s cock, and he actually licks his lips. The action makes my mouth go dry.
Still looking at Casen, he sticks out his tongue and flicks it quickly back and forth over my clit, making me squeal and claw at the bed.
I hear Casen dry swallow and his eyes have completely bled to fill with his deep brown eye color. His cock twitches and precum drips from his cockhead.
Severn slowly lowers me back to the bed before stepping off and pulling off his khaki’s. His thick, heavy dick falls out of his pants and bobs as he kicks them off of his legs, staring at us the entire time. The lust-fueled haze never leaves his eyes and both Casen and my breathing is heavy.
“You’re gonna suck my dick while I eat that hairy pussy, Alpha,” Severn says and Casen whimpers at the command in Severn’s tone. He loves to be ordered around by our gamma.
Casen moves over so that Severn can lay on the bed. Severn grabs me and rolls onto his back with me held tight to him. He kisses me deeply and hard, my juices still covering his mouth. He grabs my ass and pulls my body up along his. My pussy drags along his erect dick, his stomach, and his chest, leaving a wet trail as he pulls me up.
Still looking into my eyes, Severn says, “Sit on my face, Rin.” I scoot my body forward as I see Casen moving down the bed so that he is kneeling on the floor, his upper body laying on the bed between Severn’s legs. I turn to look behind me, to watch Casen take Severn’s cock into his mouth, but Severn chooses that moment to suck my clit hard.
“Holy shit!” I scream. I grab onto the headboard, gripping it for dear life.
Severn pulls back slightly, talking against my clit and causing me to jump. “Move on me baby. Let me feel how excited you are.”
That’s all the encouragement that I need to begin grinding on his face. His tongue flicks back and forth in and out of my pussy, causing me to grind on his face harder. Severn moans into me, causing my entire pussy to throb. He wets his fingers inside of me for a few strokes, then pulls them out. He replaces his fingers with his tongue inside my pussy and uses the two fingers that are soaked with my juices to push into my asshole, scissoring his fingers as he goes.
I can’t help it, I scream at the pleasure that I’m feeling as an orgasm crashes over me. But Severn doesn’t stop. His hand that isn’t occupied between my cheeks keeps a vice-like grip on my thigh so that I can’t get off of him. I’m stuck feeling his tongue fucking my pussy with occasional nips of his teeth on my clit, and his fingers moving in and out of my ass, causing orgasms to crash over me like waves on a beach, one after another.
He moans and groans at the pleasure that he’s getting from Casen, too, and I can feel the desperation in his movements to cum.
Severn pulls away from my body long enough to bark an order at our mate. “Casen, sit on my dick. Fuck yourself.”
Instantly, I feel the bed move as Casen scrambles on top of Severn. His moans fill the air as he pushes Severn’s thick dick into his asshole and the bed begins to shake as he rocks on Severn.
“Fuck, Sev,” Casen moans. “Holy fucking shit, you feel so good inside of me.”
Severn doesn’t pull away from me, his words muffled against my body. I think he says, “You’re so tight,” but I can’t be sure. All I know is that another orgasm is building, and I can only hang onto the headboard for dear life.
My orgasm surges, and I scream long and loud as I feel Severn’s hands move away from my body, and he begins thrusting hard and fast into Casen.
“YES!” Casen screams just before I feel warm cum spurt against my back.
Severn thrusts a few more times, feeling Casen’s hole tightening around him before he gives a muffled scream into my pussy.
I fall backward and to the side, lying next to Severn, one of my legs flung across his upper body, too tired at the moment to move them. Casen falls to the other side, panting heavily.
We all lay there for a few minutes, attempting to catch our breath.
From the other room, we hear, “Ya’ll done fucking yet? I want these Goddess-damned chains off!”
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