Surrender to the Alphas (Waxing Crescent Book 5)

by Jasmine Mills

  “So what do you say?” Richmond asked, taking my hand. “Will you come back to us? Will you move in with me?”

  I didn’t have to think twice. Immediately, I nodded. “Of course!”

  The four of them let out a simultaneous sigh of relief. All of a sudden, something occurred to me, and I held up a hand. “On one condition.”

  They looked at me sharply. “What’s that?”

  A sly grin came over my face, and a fire sparked low in my belly. “No more making me wait. I want you to fuck me in the ass – tonight.”

  FIFTEEN

  I half-expected the alphas to say no again, or at the very least to make me wait until they got me back to Richmond’s place. They liked to take me in the dungeon better than anywhere else, and on an occasion like this, I was sure they’d want to pull out some of the whips and chains.

  But after I spoke, they glanced at each other, words passing unspoken between them. Before I could say anything more, they were reaching for me, all four of them working as one.

  Together, they pushed me towards Richmond first, and I sank into his deep kiss. Then they turned me toward Trey, who slipped his tongue into my mouth and caressed mine with his own. Next, they passed me to Oakley, who bit down on my lower lip as if to give me a warning. And finally there was Jacob, whose long, sensual kiss left me gasping for more.

  My bed was too small for the four of us, but somehow we all managed to fit. They tore at my clothes, and I didn’t even care about the fabric ripping. I needed my alphas, all of them, and nothing else mattered right now.

  Then I was naked, bucking under them as they used their hands and mouths on every part of me. One set of teeth dug into my collarbone while another nibbled on my nipple. Strong hands parted my thighs, and a talented tongue dove between them. My back arched and I cried out, wanting more – wanting everything. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d asked the alphas for, and clearly they hadn’t forgotten either. One of their hands snuck under me, probing at my tight hole.

  I pushed my hips upward, trying to encourage the alpha to slide his finger in. I felt empty back there – I needed to be filled. As he pushed into the back, another finger slid into my pussy. I gushed with wetness. I’d never been so turned on.

  They worked me over like that for a moment, one fingering my pussy, one in my ass, while the other two licked and sucked on my nipples. The tension was rising inside me, getting me so hot I wanted to scream.

  The five of us moved together, finding a rhythm all our own. With every gasp I gave, the alphas stroked and caressed me. I could almost forget I was supposed to be satisfying them, too.

  I reached for them, trying to grab one of their cocks. But they pushed my hands away. “Don’t worry about us right now,” Trey growled. “This is all about you.”

  “But I need to make you feel good,” I breathed. “I was so awful to you, I need to make it better.”

  “We’re the ones who need to make things up to you,” he said, burying his face in my pussy.

  That shut me up, at least for the moment. I writhed under his tongue, my body jerking at each stroke he gave me.

  But all the foreplay was only driving me crazy. When were the alphas going to give me what I really wanted? What I had asked for?

  I didn’t ask again until I reached a first toe-curling orgasm. I came down from it, gasping, and looked side to side at the alphas surrounding me.

  “Fuck,” I said in a weak voice. “The things you do to me... I don’t know how I could’ve ever let you go.”

  “Now we see what you want us for,” Jacob laughed.

  “I want you for so much more than sex,” I said. “In fact, I need you. But the sex part, well, it doesn’t hurt.”

  They caressed me tenderly, silent as if they were waiting for me to say something more.

  “So when do I get your dicks?” I finally asked.

  Oakley chuckled. “We were wondering when you’d ask.”

  He moved in front of me, stroking his erection. I straddled him, getting wetter by the second. “You know I wanted this. Why should I have to ask twice?”

  “Because this is all for you. Tonight, our desires are irrelevant. Tonight, Cassidy gets what Cassidy wants.”

  I brought myself over him, my wetness dripping down his shaft. “Then I want one of you in my ass.”

  A hum went through them, and I knew they were arguing over which of them would get the honors. Finally Jacob took his place behind me, and I felt a slicked-up tip pressing at my rear entrance.

  “Is my virgin ass an okay birthday present?” I asked.

  “I can’t think of a better one,” he said hoarsely.

  I lowered myself onto Oakley first, feeling him stretch out my pussy, and my breath caught in my throat as Jacob pressed inside. Jacob went slowly, a fraction of an inch at a time, while I held on to Oakley, struggling to breathe.

  Fireworks shot through my entire body. I had never felt anything like this. I was overwhelmed with the sensation. Both their cocks were so big, they shouldn’t have been able to fit, and yet they could, and my body loved having them inside me.

  As my walls stretched to accommodate both of them, my head tilted back and I let out a stream of never-ending curse words. My fingers dug into Oakley’s chest, scratching him, and I jerked back and forth on his cock, unable to control my own movements.

  “You’re doing great, little omega,” Richmond said, wiping sweat from my forehead. “If it’s too much for you, just let us know.”

  I managed to turn toward him and, my face a mask of torment, shook my head. “It will never be too much.”

  But it did come close, as both Oakley and Jacob began to move inside me. I hung on to Trey’s arms as he stood at my side, and his solid strength kept me from weeping. The two alphas fucking me at once were almost too much to bear. But this was what I’d wanted so badly, and I wasn’t going to give up. Not by a long shot.

  They were both going slowly, and as Trey let go of me, allowing me to settle on to their cocks, their speed increased just a little. They were working in unison, both thrusting to the same rhythm.

  Richmond’s strong hands caressed my breasts, and Trey leaned down for a kiss. My heart was pounding out of control, and I’d lost control of the sensations in my body.

  I couldn’t hold back any longer. Here with my alphas, the men I loved, the ones I thought I’d lost, I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

  As the waves of pleasure built to a crushing peak, I felt like I was being lifted into the sky.

  I was in heaven… in paradise…

  And my four alphas had brought me there.

  SIXTEEN

  Moving was an easy task when your apartment was the size of a shoebox – especially if you had four burly alphas doing all the hard parts for you.

  I’d hardly finished packing my clothes when my mates had the rest of my stuff packed up. Then they loaded everything into Richmond’s truck before I could even lift a finger to help.

  My spirits rose higher and higher as I rode in the passenger seat toward Richmond’s place. I was more than ready to leave that apartment behind, especially with the way that landlady had treated me.

  More than that, I was excited to be starting a new chapter with my boyfriends. This was the start of something amazing, and I couldn’t wait to see what the future might hold.

  At Richmond’s place, the alphas brought my boxes to various parts of the house while I oversaw their work.

  “Just leave the rest of my things in the boxes,” I said. “I’ll deal with it later.”

  “No way,” Oakley said. “We’re already in the mood to unpack. We might as well deal with all of this now. Come on, where do you want your extra towels?”

  I directed them to hang my clothes in the parts of Richmond’s closet he’d cleared out for me, and my toiletries in his medicine cabinet. Every instruction I gave, they followed without question. Right now, I felt like they really did value and treasure me.

  “
How are we going to fit everyone else’s things when the rest of you move in?” I asked. The house was certainly big enough for everyone – it had five bedrooms – but although Richmond’s room was the biggest, it still didn’t have the storage space that we would need.

  “That’s a good question,” Richmond said. “We may want to knock down a few walls and combine some of these rooms. This place isn’t set up for a five-person relationship.”

  “I wonder if we can find architectural designs for that somewhere,” I said thoughtfully. “Our situation seems to be getting more and more common.”

  “Maybe that will be your new career path,” Trey said.

  I raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know about that.” Honestly, I still hadn’t thought too hard about what I was going to do with my life. Moving had taken up most of my mental energy over the past couple of days. All I knew was that I didn’t want to be a journalist anymore.

  Tomorrow I’d get back on the job websites and send out more resumes. Today, I planned to relax and enjoy my new home with my alphas.

  After all of my belongings were in their new places, we sat down with some Chinese take-out, and the sweet and sour flavours melted in my mouth. The alphas chatted around me, and I talked and laughed animatedly along with them.

  Tonight, I wasn’t going to worry about anything in the world. This was exactly where I needed to be.

  I could get used to nights like this.

  The next few days were less idyllic. I set up a miniature office in Richmond’s living room – or our living room, I should say. I hunched over my laptop for hours, searching and applying for jobs. Nothing was particularly exciting to me, but I kept going anyway. I had the impression that the alphas wouldn’t make me work if I didn’t want to, but I wasn’t ready to be a housewife. It would have felt like a failure rather than a choice.

  And yet all of my applications were getting me nowhere. After a week, I had yet to hear back from a single job.

  When Lydia called me, I was in such a bad mood that I didn’t even want to pick up. I did anyway, reminding myself that I’d been a terrible friend lately. I hadn’t even told her I’d lost my job or that I’d moved in with the alphas.

  “Hey girl, how’s it going?” she asked. “Boy, do I have a lot to tell you.”

  “Really? I do, too. You go first.”

  “My work has been crazy!” she said. “Half the team got caught money laundering and they all got laid off – including my manager, so I got a promotion. They’re hiring all kinds of new people, some of whom aren’t remotely qualified, and I have to train all of them. That’s why I’ve been too busy to call you lately.”

  I blinked, wondering if this might be an opportunity. I’d never been overly interested in sales or marketing, but Lydia was always talking about how great it was. Her company did seem pretty decent, aside from the current kerfuffle. They sold all kinds of quirky gadgets and electronics. Plus, it’d be amazing if I could work with my best friend.

  “That’s a coincidence,” I said slowly. “I’m actually looking for work at the moment.”

  Her screech was so loud I had to hold the phone away from my ear. “You want to come work with me? You’d be amazing at this job. I know you’d be way better than the idiots we’ve been hiring. I would’ve thought of you right away, but I thought you were happy at the Post. What happened?”

  “Long story. I’ll tell you all about it over drinks. And just to pique your curiosity, I moved in with my boyfriends, too.”

  Somehow her screech this time was even louder. “Tell me everything, now!”

  “Over drinks,” I repeated, laughing.

  “Then those drinks better be tonight.”

  When we met up, I related everything that had happened over the past few weeks. Lydia told me I was basically guaranteed a job at her company. I’d still have to apply, but it was basically just a formality. Since she was one of the few people left in good standing, her reference would go a long way.

  I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do this kind of job forever, but it’d be a place to start. Once I was working again, I could think about what I wanted to do for the long term.

  Over the next few days, things only got better... until one night, I got an unexpected phone call from my mom.

  It seemed that word had gotten around about me getting fired and moving in with the alphas, and she was pissed that she hadn’t heard it from me.

  “You don’t tell me anything,” she said. “Why did I carry you for nine months and go through eighteen hours of labor just for you to treat me like a stranger?”

  Gripping the phone at my ear, I tensed up. Maybe if she called me more than once a month, I wouldn’t feel like she was a stranger. “Sorry, but I wasn’t sure if I’d get through to you. Your assistant always picks up the phone since you have such a busy schedule.”

  “There’s no need for the sarcasm,” she snapped. “You always were a little brat.”

  Hearing her say that, I recoiled. She used to call me a brat even when I was too young to know what the word meant.

  Was that why I had come to identify so strongly with it? Would I have been less bratty without her always calling me that?

  “I’m not being a brat,” I said coldly. “I’m being upfront about how I feel. You never call me unless you want something, which is usually to yell at me. Why would I ever want to reach out to you?”

  “You’re acting childish, Cassidy. If that’s not being a brat, I don’t know what is. You need to grow up.”

  “I am grown up, not that you noticed. I have a job and four live-in partners. I’m an adult in every sense of the word.”

  “Well, I hope you don’t act this immature with those alphas.” She hung up.

  I sat back on the couch, letting out a deep breath. If I’d become bratty because of my mother’s treatment, maybe it wasn’t an intrinsic part of me. Maybe I could change.

  But did I want to? My alphas seem to like it when I was a brat – usually. There were certain times when I’d gone to the fire, too far, but normally my antics seemed to turn them on. I certainly loved how they punished me for my brattiness.

  Oakley walked into the room and did a double take when he saw me. “You’re looking serious.”

  “Yeah, I guess. I just had an interesting conversation with my mom.” I summarized it for him, opening up about my doubts about my propensities. “Tell me, what do you think? Do you just put up with my bratty attitude, or do you actually like it?”

  “Hold on for a second.” He turned away, and I guessed he was about to call the other alphas to be a part of this conversation.

  “No, don’t call them. I want to hear your personal answer.”

  “Well… it’s cute… most of the time.” He coughed. “There have definitely been occasions when you’ve gone too far.”

  “Like the time I nearly bit your dick off?”

  “I can still feel it now.” He winced. “I’d say there’s a time and a place for everything, Cassidy. In the bedroom? Brattiness is a plus. In the dungeon? Even better. Now, following us because you feel hard done by and potentially wrecking our treaty with the neighboring packs, well… that’s not so cute.”

  “I get what you mean.”

  He put his arm around my shoulder. “I know I speak for all of us when I say we love you for you. You’re a flawed person – we all are – and we love that you’re willing to work on your flaws and make yourself better. But this, generally speaking, is not a flaw.”

  “Just don’t bite your dick again?” I asked innocently, baring my teeth.

  He put his hands over his crotch, shielding himself with a grin. “That would be a good start.”

  EPILOGUE: TWO YEARS LATER

  Chills rippled down my spine as Richmond ran the Wartenberg wheel across his palm. The medical tool he’d once used on me as a torture device had since become a mainstay in our sexual escapades.

  I loved the thing. I hated it.

  I loved to hate it.

  �
��Are you ready, omega?” he asked, his eyes burning into mine as I stood chained in the St. Andrew’s cross. Behind him, the other three alphas leered at me with their dark desire visible on their faces.

  “Ready as I’ll ever be.” I’d planned to sound brave, and yet my voice came out breathily, almost in a whisper.

  Closing the distance between us, Richmond drew the long metal handle across the palm of his hand. Then he placed the pins to my collarbone, where they pricked into me as my nipples hardened into pebbles.

  I sucked in a breath as he ran the wheel horizontally along my collar. Goosebumps prickled up on my arms, even on my breasts. With my arms restrained above my head, my body couldn’t thrash around like it wanted to. I bit my lip sharply as he came to the edge of the bone.

  But he wasn’t done. We’d been together for two years – I knew this routine by now. There was little the five of us hadn’t explored together. Still, they consistently managed to surprise me. And the routines we came back to, we came back to for a reason.

  The whips and chains, the paddles, the handcuffs, the sex swing… we had our favorites now, and we used them extensively. We also added to our collection on a regular basis, buying more toys and tools to fill up the dungeon. Whatever was out there, we wanted to experience it. There was nothing too kinky for us to try.

  Richmond brought the wheel a fraction of an inch lower and proceeded to run it along my chest in the opposite direction. My nerves thrilled at the touch, even as my hands balled into fists. Every time he did this to me, it had the same devastating effect. This was the most exquisite torture.

  “You’re really getting her going,” Trey said, his voice hoarse. “Look at the wetness dripping down her leg.”

  I pushed my pelvis forward to give them a better view of my gushing juices. I was well past self-consciousness when it came to them.

  “Are you trying to tell us something, Cassidy?” Jacob asked, sounding amused.

  “You know I want you,” I said. “That’s not a secret. You know I’m ready for any of you the second you decide to take me. Pussy, mouth, ass – I’m all yours.”