Alphas' Embrace

by Sara Anderson

  Once she was done, she handed it back to Owen. He glanced at it. “Do you have any questions?”

  “No. It’ll just be us, right?”

  “Yes. Sam and Gage have both left their mark on you. No other Supernatural would dare try to touch you now. If anyone does, you report it. I do not tolerate any of that in my club.”

  The door opened then, and Sam and Gage came back in. “She’s ready, and has her limit list filled out. It should upload to your account in a few moments.”

  Gage’s eyes smoldered as Sam held his hand out to her. “We’ll talk to her before we do anything new.”

  Owen gave a short nod. “I knew you would.”

  She gave Owen a short wave as they walked toward the wooden doors. She wasn’t sure what to expect, since she’d only read about BDSM clubs, but she had no idea it would be like this. Industrial music thudded so loud, she could feel beating in her bones. A large archway led to a dance floor where she saw a scene that stopped her in her tracks. Up against one of the walls, padded leather cuffs held a woman pinned with her legs splayed open while a man feasted on her pussy. She writhed and screamed as he held her hips still, and his tongue flicked over her clit. Another man stood to the side and flicked her nipples that appeared to have jewelry attached.

  “You like that,” Sam whispered in her ear.

  Her clit throbbed in time to the music, and she didn’t even think as she nodded yes. As she watched, she realized she always had a thrill for public sex, but it always got her into trouble.

  “We will explore this later. For now, you need to get changed.” Gage handed her the outfit they’d picked, out and then he ushered her to the women’s locker room.

  Her hands trembled as she pulled the top and skirt off the hangers.

  “Nervous?”

  She turned, and there was Rachel, Devon and Kieran’s mate. “Oh my god, yes. I’ve only read about this stuff, and well, I was labeled the town whore for getting knocked up in the bathroom and—”

  Rachel’s eyes widened, and she held her hands out. “Don’t ever let your Doms hear you say that. They will bend you over one of the spanking benches and turn your ass red until you take it back.”

  Avery turned and peered around. “They’re not here though.”

  “Oh, but just because this is a ladies’ room doesn’t mean there isn’t Dommes around, and they might tell. Don’t worry with me, though. We subs stick together.” Rachel winked at her and then turned to give her some privacy as she dressed.

  Avery slipped the skintight and way too short skirt on and couldn’t figure out how to keep her panties from showing. “How am I supposed to wear this without my underwear showing?”

  Rachel turned and regarded her for a moment. “I don’t think you are. Did either of your Doms give you sexy panties to wear that match your outfit?”

  Avery shook her head no slowly as her eyes widened. They hadn’t. Gage wouldn’t even look at panties or bras.

  Rachel sucked her lower lip into her mouth for a moment. “My guess is that they don’t want you to wear any. As you can tell, sex happens everywhere here. Did you say public sex or exhibition was a hard limit?”

  “No,” Avery squeaked out. “We’ve kinda already had public sex at Gage’s bar.”

  Rachel giggled. “Um, you’re screwed, dear, literally.”

  Avery watched her for a moment and then burst out laughing herself. She took a cleansing breath and realized for the first time in her life, she was accepted. People knew exactly who she was and what she did, yet they still accepted her. She may even go so far as to say they liked her still.

  Rachel took her by the arm once she’d gotten rid of the white cotton underwear, and she led her back out to her waiting Doms.

  * * * *

  The next hour was a whirlwind for Avery as Sam and Gage walked her around the dungeon, and they went over her list. Everything she marked as she would try, they tried to find her a scene to watch. They gave her their full attention, and they both marked notes on her reactions.

  They came upon a scene of a woman restrained to a St Andrew’s cross. Her nipples were clamped, and she had red stripes along her breasts. Her eyes were blindfolded, and Avery could see evidence of the woman’s arousal coated her pussy and at the tops of her thighs.

  One of the Doms had a violet wand in his hand. It buzzed and he pressed it to one of the sub’s clamped nipples and she moaned. Her hips thrust and she whimpered.

  “Such a good girl to take all this for us. Go ahead and let her come, Norm.”

  Another man stepped forward, and his hand went to the juncture of her thighs and stroked her pussy. The sub wailed, and her hips rocked as she moaned.

  “I already know you enjoy public sex.” Sam winked at her.

  Avery was so lost in the scene, she didn’t even think about it. “Yeah, Mama always said I loved to whore around.” She slapped her hands over her mouth. She had not even thought about it at all.

  Sam’s lips tightened into a thin line, and Gage’s eyes were alight with a fire she’d not seen before.

  “I’m sorry,” she said as her hand muffled her apology. “I don’t know where that came from.”

  Sam and Gage each gripped an arm and led her to another part of the club. “That comes from your view of yourself as being some sort of evil person because you enjoy sex. Would you dare call any of these ladies in here a whore?”

  “No, never.” Avery looked around, and sex acts were happening everywhere.

  “They are doing the same exact things you did, only in here, there are rules.” Sam stopped. “What is your safe word?”

  “Red.”

  “Good, red, yellow, and green are still the proper words we will use. Now, bend over the spanking bench.”

  Avery stared at him. They went over her list, and now he was going to spank her?

  “I warned you.” Sam crossed his arms as if he was waiting for her to obey him. Slowly, she got on the bench and waited.

  * * * *

  Gage longed to help Avery, but he knew why Sam was going to call her on how she saw herself. Now that she was theirs in every way, they would start her training. The first step was to change how she thought about herself. Having had a lot of sex did not define whether a woman was a good woman or not.

  He thought about Rylee and how they wanted her to view relationships. They would be furious if a man took her into a bathroom and then just left her there on the floor, but it wasn’t the sex Sam and Gage would be so furious about. Once a Lycan youngling turned twenty-five, they started out on their own, and sex happened. If any man, human or Supernatural, treated their daughter that way, they would kill them. No one would ever treat their youngling as if she was disposable, and they wouldn’t allow Avery to go on thinking she was less of a person because human men could be assholes.

  Gage stepped forward and helped her onto the spanking bench. Sam had chosen one that would keep her as comfortable as possible while he chastised her. He tightened the restraints and checked to make sure they weren’t too tight, and then lastly he lifted her skirt to expose her ass for Sam’s punishment.

  Sam ran his hand along the soft flesh of her globes and then massaged her ass. “Avery, why am I punishing you?”

  “I called myself a name you don’t like.”

  “I’m glad you remember. I am going to go light on you and only give you ten swats this time. Next time I will be far harsher. I will not tolerate you putting yourself down. You’re a beautiful woman inside and out, and the sooner you see yourself that way, the better.”

  “Okay.” Her shaky reply tore at Gage’s heart. He wanted to pull her off and hold her, but Sam was the one who’d warned her and this was Sam’s call on how to punish her. She had a safe word, and that was the only thing that would stop this scene right now.

  Several had gathered to witness Avery’s punishment, just as Sam raised his hand. “Keep count for me, darlin’. I’d hate to lose count and have to start again.”

  Sa
m’s hand whipped through the air and cracked down on her ass. Gage winced as Avery screamed in surprise and pain. “One.” Her body was tense, and tears were already falling from her eyes.

  Sam’s hand cracked down again, and Avery tugged at the restraints and screamed again when his hand hit her ass. “Two,” she wailed.

  The next few minutes were hard for Gage, and he could see the pain in Sam’s eyes, as well. He wasn’t doing this for enjoyment whatsoever. Sam’s own remorse was clear on his face as he impacted her ass one last time.

  Avery was limp and weeping on the spanking bench as she croaked out, “Ten.”

  Sam quickly freed her and walked over to a quiet area where he held her. Gage knew this would be a private matter for the two of them to talk out, so Gage walked out to a balcony to place a call to his mother and check on Rylee.

  His father’s deep voice answered. “Son. The plan is working. Marcus wants you to quietly slip out in two hours and head back here. The shelters are ready if Mortef takes the bait.”

  “Good. Most of the enforcers have slipped out as humans have come in. If he has any spies here, he won’t notice that they’ve all left. We’re going to give her a scene and then leave ourselves. How’s Rylee?”

  “She’s sleeping well. Your mother loves having a youngling around.” He took a breath. “I regret a lot of things with her. I should have given her a youngling and tried harder.”

  “It’s never too late to start, Dad.”

  “It is. She would never love me now. I broke her heart and drove her to the arms of another. That is simply unforgivable.”

  “But you forgave her, Dad. She got pregnant with a Vampire’s offspring, and you claimed us as your own.”

  “Yes, after I broke your mother’s heart. It was all my fault, and the least I could do is love you two and care for your mother. It’s not enough, though. It’ll never be enough.”

  “Dad,” Gage said and held the phone as emotion choked him up. Did his dad really love their mom, but he was stuck? Gage took a breath. “Perhaps we can talk one night. I have to get back in there.”

  “See you soon, son.” Alred disconnected the call, and Gage turned to go back inside.

  * * * *

  An hour later, Avery found that even though her ass was a little tender, but she was lighter now. It was as if Sam had purged some ugliness from inside of her, and she was free now. The spanking was horrible, and it wasn’t an erotic spanking like she’d read about, but she wouldn’t say it was something she’d never try again. She’d found the experience very cathartic.

  As they made their way back to the dungeon, they passed a type of climbing wall. Devon and Kieran had Rachel restrained against the wall, bare-ass naked. Every time Kieran stroked her nipples, she cried out like the woman who’d had nipple clamps earlier. One of his hands stroked her nipple, and the other stroked her distended, pregnant belly, while Devon used a flogger on her thigh and held a vibrator up to her clit. By the way Rachel was moaning, she would be coming soon.

  “Looks like she’s screwed, too.”

  “What?” Gage asked as he glanced from Rachel to her.

  “Nothing, locker room joke.”

  Sam stopped in front of a massive bed that had leather restraints all over the frame. “Now, would you be willing to explore public exhibition? If you do not want to, we can save it for another time. We come to this pack several times a year for meetings.”

  She swallowed a lump in her throat and glanced around. Could she do it? She already heard her mama’s bitter voice in her head. “Shut up, Mama.” She moved toward the bed. “Sure, why not. I can always stop it if it’s too much.”

  “That’s my girl.” Gage smiled at her and then pulled her skirt down.

  They got her laid down and restrained. “If the people watching are too much, let me know and I will blindfold you.”

  She stared at the architectural detail of the ceiling instead of the people watching. “I’m okay.”

  The bed dipped, and then Sam’s warm arm wrapped around her waist. His face filled her vision. “What would you like to do first?”

  She licked her lips, and her gaze moved further down. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”

  Sam’s eyebrows rose. He released the restraints and moved her around the bed. She ended up lying with her head slightly hanging down and her arms restrained to her sides. Her knees were bent and restrained wide open.

  “Open for me.” Sam’s eyes burned with lust as his cock jutted out from his body, thick and long.

  She opened and swiped her tongue along his cock head before he gripped her head and slid his cock into her mouth. She was concentrating on pleasing Sam, so she jumped when Gage crawled between her legs. His hands gripped her hips, and he thrust into her pussy. She moaned around Sam’s dick and then wailed when a bullet vibrator against her clit nearly made her come.

  She closed her eyes tight as Sam and Gage set up a rhythm and fucked her hard and fast. The more she moaned and cried out, the louder Sam moaned. Sam let out a loud moan, and then his hot semen filled her mouth. She drank him down, and then he pulled out of her mouth.

  Sam took a warm, damp towel and wiped her face. “My love.” He knelt down and took her mouth with his own as Gage picked up his rhythm to fuck her hard and fast.

  Her orgasm built fast and hard in her womb as Gage growled, and she noticed some of his Lycan hair appearing. He opened his mouth, showing sharp canine teeth, and then he came. He collapsed over her, sinking his teeth into her flesh while she came hard, coming all over his pulsating cock.

  * * * *

  Avery barely noticed them getting her dressed or the ride home after their scene. She was so tired she’d been happy to let them carry her.

  “Hey, sleeping beauty, we’re home.” Gage kissed her forehead, and she slowly got up from the comfort of Gage’s shoulder as a pillow.

  As they locked up the car and walked into the house, Avery thought she heard motorcycles in the distance. She tensed, but then again, weren’t they safe here? This was North Carolina, not Texas, or Missouri. There was no way they would follow her here with all these fierce werewolves.

  Still, terror surged in her heart, and then she heard the sound that was like a tornado siren going off.

  Chapter Seventeen

  The stairwell was nearly pitch-black except for Alred’s cell phone light guiding the way. “It’s just down here, and to the left.” The massive structure that had an underground place for the Lycans to hide their women and children in case of an attack, and tonight was such a night.

  “Who is out here?” Rachel held her stomach as she held on to Evelyn’s hand in front of Avery.

  “It’s a biker gang that Mortef has taken up with. I don’t know if they’re humans Mortef has turned into ghouls or what.”

  “Ghouls?” Avery held Rylee closer to her. Thankfully, she was still sound asleep from the healers’ procedure and never heard the gunshots, terrifying snarls, or motorcycles.

  “Ghouls are humans that a Vampire has turned into a slave. They have no free will anymore and live to serve the Vampire that converted them,” Alred explained as he opened another door.

  He flipped on a light, and cots lined the walls, as well as security monitors.

  Alred glanced at Rachel, Avery, and then several other children. “We’ll leave the security feed off.”

  “How will we know when it’s safe to come out?” a blonde-haired woman who cradled a toddler on her hip asked.

  “I can patch in with my phone, Emily,” Alred assured her. “Lay Jackson down on one of the beds. He’ll go back to sleep once everyone settles down.”

  Loud crashing overhead drew their attention to the ceiling. Avery strolled over to Alred and glanced at his phone. The image from the security cameras started, and she gasped. Wolves were fighting with men and smaller dogs that looked like coyotes in the main room.

  One of them had a strap that held guns wrapped around him. He blurred, shifted, and became Gage. He pul
led out a gun and shot several wolves that tried to make a run for the stairs.

  A black-haired man, followed by a man that looked— She gasped. “That’s Collin!”

  “And that’s Mortef. It looks like he has a lot of reinforcements.”

  Avery glanced over and saw Evelyn had Rylee in her arms while Rachel sat next to her. Her gaze moved back to the fight upstairs, and she saw that Sam had also shifted. Wolves and humans alike attacked, and her heart nearly stopped. She couldn’t lose them. Did she see guns down here? She spotted them and told Alred, “We can’t just sit here while Sam and Gage die!”

  “They’re fierce Lycans.” Evelyn assured her.

  Avery shook her head. Evelyn hadn’t seen the video feed. Numbers could make up for a lot of fierceness. Sam killed two enemies only to have four more come at him. They were both bleeding and alone among a vast number of enemies.

  “I’m going. Evelyn. Please keep Rylee safe, no matter what.” Avery left it unspoken, In case I die tonight, take care of my baby please.

  Evelyn held Rylee close to her and kissed her forehead. “I promise, no matter what. Rylee will be loved and cared for.”

  She opened the case and pulled out a rifle and a few extra clips. They looked to only hold twenty rounds, and she had no idea how many people, or Lycans or whatever the hell they were, were attacking them. She picked up several magazines that were already loaded.

  She sensed the body heat of another and turned. Alred stood behind her and pulled out another rifle and some clips. “Do you know how to shoot these?”

  “Yeah, I used to target shoot for fun on weekends. I’m a damn good shot, too.”

  “Good.” He handed out some guns to the other ladies in the room. “If we can’t stop them, then you will need to defend yourselves.”

  “We can,” Emily said as she put a clip in her waistband. “Our mates made sure that we would never be defenseless.”