
Between the Four Alphas
K. K. Winter · Completed · 255.5k Words
Introduction
Now. Close your eyes.” The Alpha commanded. Seth shivered at his words.
For a little while, the room fell quiet.
All Seth could hear was her rapid breathing.
She still felt excited yet scared.
"Luciano, please," She moaned out,
"Yes, kitten?"
"Stop, I want to feel you. The teasing is killing me.”
"That is not how it works."
The man laid his hand on her bottom and put her over his knees.
"You beg one more time. Your ass will be spanked to red.”
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Seth had one rule- no Alphas: the possessive, dominant, and territorial Alphas could break and bend themselves, but they could never end up in her bed, nor drag her in theirs.
Until the day of Alpha ceremonial games came along: all she had to do was serve guests and run as far as possible whenever she got the chance.
Seth didn't expect meeting an Alpha a day before leaving the new town, nor did she expect facing another attempting to show off his interest- not just one, two, or three, but four Alpha males.
None of them is willing to give up or step aside. The men wanted to claim her, and none would stop till the woman was his or theirs.
Warning: This is a reverse harem book which contains A LOT of mature content and sensitive themes. (Kinks/ BDSM/ strong language etc.) Strongly advised for mature readers only. !!! 18+ !!!
Chapter 1
“Hey. Listen, my buddies over there, bet me,” the guy who approached Seth at the bar pointed his finger to the furthest booth behind them. “That I couldn’t get the number of the hottest girl here, but I beg to differ. How about I buy you some drinks with their money?”
Seth knew from the moment he approached her that the man had to be an Alpha. He was wearing the typical arrogant smile all of them did. But she also was sure that there was no way he couldn’t sleep or chat with any girl in his way, so the ice-breaker he used had to be a trap.
This was a bar for all kinds of shifters, not only wolves. Slowly, Seth turned in her seat to look at the booth he referred to. She instantly noticed a group of panthers sitting there, laughing at jokes one of them spat out. The moment they noticed Seth’s eyes on them, all men raised their glasses in greeting.
“Well, free drinks do sound lovely,” Seth turned back to the stranger and let her gaze travel over him. “But…” she dragged as she raised from her seat and leaned closer to whisper, “you are far from my type. I’ll pass.”
As soon as the words escaped her, Seth spun on her heel and left him at the bar. As she walked through the crowds, she wasn’t surprised to see all the present species sitting at different tables and booths.
Panthers sat several feet away from lions. Hyenas mixed up with others, as per usual, forming a large crowd to hide in.
Seth noticed an empty table and sat down, hoping she could get some time to enjoy the drinks alone. But as always, as her luck would have it, someone sat right next to her and waved at the bartender to bring them drinks.
The visibly drunk man who sat next to her was a wolf. A Beta. He was surprisingly big for a regular Beta, if Seth didn’t know better, she could have mistaken him for an Alpha.
As much as Seth enjoyed life in the new town, there was one thing she didn’t like - wolves. The wolf shifters ruled this town, hence they were everywhere.
Seth was a puma. Her species were almost extinct, and all of them were spectacular at hiding their scents. Most of the present shifters probably assumed that she was just another human.
Her eyes focused on the drunk wolf, who was quickly chosen as her catch of the night.
Seth was a woman, driven by pleasure and desire. She didn’t fall in love. Just fucked. On top of that, while Alphas were the most she-shifter dreams, it was the complete opposite for Seth.
Alphas were a big no. She would never allow a man to dominate her.
“So? What do you think?” The drunk wolf, whatever his name was, placed a hand over her shoulder, slowly sliding down from her shoulder. Within seconds, the large palm cupped her upper thigh.
“Sorry, I got a little distracted by the people around us.” She cooed, faking a surprise, “a drink at your place? Yeah, getting away from all of these people would be nice. Why not, the offer sounds very tempting.”
The corner of her lip twitched, making the man assume that she enjoyed his touch.
“Shall we leave now? My apartment’s just around the corner.” He flashed a million-dollar worth smile and winked at her, possibly thinking it made him look seductive.
“Bingo.” Seth mentally praised herself for the quick catch and nodded her head, acting as innocent as possible. Even though his way too wide smile was a major turn off, she didn’t care.
She had wasted way too much time talking to the arrogant Alpha and now the Beta too. Unfortunately, Seth knew she wouldn’t do any better even if she tried to hunt for longer.
After they left, Seth found out that the Beta didn’t lie about how close his apartment was. As soon as she stepped inside of it - their clothes flew everywhere. The sound of fabric tearing didn’t bother her. She was there for a dose of pleasure and ecstasy, nothing could stop her.
“If I had known that you’re this hot under those clothes, I’d throw you over my shoulder and bring you here before wasting time on those drinks.” The nameless man groaned, struggling to undo his belt.
Her eyes focused on his shaking hands, a wave of extreme annoyance instantly washed over her. The more he tried to rush things, the more times he failed at undressing himself.
Seth couldn’t stand watching his miserable attempt to seem manly, so she rolled her eyes, groaned, and slapped his hands away, undoing his belt in seconds.
“A little eager, ain’t you?” He chuckled. Of course, the wolf thought he was the center of the universe.
“I'm not going down on you if that’s what you think. Don’t even dream about it. Now, where are the condoms? Less talking, more fucking.” Seth hissed, unable to hold herself back.
She had a hard time pretending to be the little, innocent girl, and if he didn’t give her what she came for, there was no reason to stick around.
“On the nightstand in my bedroom.” The Beta announced, sucking on her neck like a bloodsucker. If anything, this was the worst way to turn on a woman who was ready to have a one night stand.
“So? Lead the way. I’m not here for hours of foreplay.” She had to gather all of her willpower to avoid pushing him away from her. If she did - he would understand that the woman he brought home wasn’t a human. Giving out her identity would be the biggest mistake she could make.
“Your wish is my command,” he whispered in her ear, trying his best to sound sexy and aggressive, yet in her mind, those words sounded somewhat submissive.
Another red flag, but after getting this far, it was too late to turn around and leave.
“Um, where. I mean, how? No, forget that. Anyway, is there a position you prefer or surface? Like a desk or bed?” The Beta held the little package in one hand and scratched the back of his neck with the other.
“You know what, just give me the damn condom and lay back; I might, as well, do everything myself. Not that I haven’t done it before.” Mentally, Seth cursed the whole planet, all Gods known to humankind, and most importantly - herself.
He did as told and laid back on the bed, placing both of his hands behind his head. The flushed, confused facial expression was replaced by a slight grin way too quickly. And that was yet another thing that annoyed Seth.
The satisfaction in his eyes was irritating. She rolled the condom down his cock and decided to punish the guy for his arrogance.
Seth dropped her panties right next to his bed and crawled on top of him, positioned the tip of his cock right at her entrance and sunk down.
She didn’t wait till the moment when her walls would stretch, taking his full length within a second. He wasn’t as big as some of her previous toys, so there wasn’t anything she had to get used to.
Seth placed her hands on his chest and started to move her hips, riding him at a torturously slow pace. His hands, not surprisingly, didn’t leave the back of his head, disappointing Seth even more.
“You could grab my tits or spank my ass once or twice, you know.” She hissed out, fastening her movements, putting a little more strength in them.
Watching his face like a hawk, she patiently waited for any reply until Seth had enough of his silence, and she stopped her movements.
“What? Why did you stop? I was enjoying that?” He tried to protest, a deep frown taking over his facial features.
“I won’t fuck you for your pleasure; I’m doing this for myself.”
All he had to do was grab her by her hips, hold her still, and fuck the living soul out of her. Was it too much to ask for? Couldn’t he do one thing?
Annoyed, Seth still rode him until she hit the climax, moaning out in ecstasy. Her right hand slid down to her pussy, cupping and squeezing it gently. She hissed a couple of times, biting onto her lip as her movements became slower and slower until she stopped.
Seth looked down at the surprised man, winked at him, and rolled off him, turning her back to the stunned Beta. “That's it? I was so close. Why did you…” he tried to protest, well aware of the fact that he had no right to do so.
“I did my part and fucked you, didn’t I? Now zip it; I’m tired.” Seth hissed.
To her delight, he kept his mouth closed as she laid down and closed her eyes. Just as she was dozing off, somewhere in the room, her phone started buzzing with an incoming call.
“Who the hell?” She groaned as she tried to reach the annoying device.
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