The Librarian and Her Alphas: Chapter 7

The next morning, a loud rumble of thunder wakes me from my sleep, and I sit up in the darkness of the storage room.

At first, I’m confused and disorientated at finding myself in the library.

My belly immediately clenches in pain, and I look around wildly, seeing the three alphas sprawled all over the floor around me. They’re all naked, and my eyes roam over their gorgeous forms hungrily. The memories of the past night flood through me, making me blush.

I look over at Damon, the pack leader.

I can’t help but stare at his muscles, fascinated by how they flex and relax with his breathing. My heart pounds faster, and I stretch out a tentative hand to trace along the contours of his body.

“Do you like what you see?”

I jump at the sound of his voice, looking up to see him watching me through half-lidded eyes, a sleepy smile in place.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“Not at all. Come here,” he opens his arms for me, and I cuddle into his chest, snuggling closer when more thunder sounds.

“It’s just a bit of thunder, darling,” he soothes when I flinch against him. “Nothing to worry about. I’ve got you.”

“I don’t like storms,” I admit quietly. “I never have.”

“Well then,” Damon says, smoothly rolling out from under me until he’s hovering over me. “Maybe we should try and get your mind off of it.” He gives me a feral grin, nudging against me so I can feel his cock, already like steel, pressing into my thigh.

“I thought I would have worn you out already,” I wince as another sharp stab of pain directly hits my center.

“Maybe the others, yes, but not me. I was denied the opportunity of knotting inside this sweet pussy,” he growls lowly. He nudges me again, and, not needing to be asked twice, I open my legs for him to slip between.

“I need your knot, Damon.”

“Holy fuck, you’re already so wet,” he groans as he stretches my pussy wide with his girth.

“Deeper, please,” I whimper as slick seeps around his cock and onto the floor. “I need you deeper inside me.”

He pushes forward, and his cock presses into my pussy, sliding in easily. He’s quite thick, and I hiss as he bottoms out, stretching me to the point of pain. He starts to thrust into me, slowly at first, but then picking up the pace, the sound of our skin slapping together drowning out the thunder rumbling overhead.

Clenching my thighs around his waist, I grip his hairy forearms for balance. My mind and body fully consumed by the alpha in the dark room with me.

Damon leans down, breathing into my neck, kissing me as he pistons deeply into me. My pussy walls tighten around him as the feeling within me escalates.

“Lena, sweetheart, you’re killing me,” Damon groans. “I’m going to come too fast if you keep squeezing your little pussy like that.”

“Then do it. Cum inside my pussy. Knot me,” I beg, and he picks up the pace pushing his cock in and out of me.

Hard and fast. Faster and faster until I’m squirting all over his dick, holding back my screams so as not to wake the others.

“Fuck,” he groans, shooting loads of hot semen into my throbbing pussy, combining with my slick. “My god.”

He drops his head to my shoulder, trying to catch his breath. Our fast breaths mingle as one while his cock begins to swell inside of me.

I cry out as the sudden stretch of my pussy shocks me.

“God, that feels so good,” I moan, kissing his cheek.

“It does, and there’s no fucking way I’m letting you go after this,” he growls, nipping at my neck, and I nearly have a heart attack thinking that he’s about to mark and claim me as his omega.

“And good morning to you, too,” Max interrupts, grinning at me from where he’s lying on my other side. His cock is erect, a drop of precum already glistening at the tip.

I blush, embarrassed for him to see me knotted already.

“Good morning,” I say, looking away shyly.

“Oh, come now, don’t be shy. We saw so much more from you last night,” Max growls, kneading my left breast. “Much, much more.”

I can’t help it, but his words make my pussy clench harder around Damon’s cock.

“Careful, Max, she’s going to need your knot right after I’m done,” warns Damon, winking at me when he notices my pussy getting wetter around him.

Damon slips out from me and sits up, pulling me with him. Seeing the three alphas surrounding me, my heart aches for something I’ve been missing for years.

“I wish I had a nest,” I blurt out before I can stop myself.

All three alphas are still, then immediately jump up and leave the storage room. Panicking, I follow them to see what the hell they’re doing. They’re frantically looking around the library.

“What are you guys doing?” I ask, confused.

“We neglected you. You need a nest, and we’re looking for any material to use,” barks Max, charging to the nearest bookshelf. “There!”

“Stop!” I yell as they start to pull books from the shelves. My heart is in my throat when Gunnar opens the book in his hands, looking ready to tear out the pages. “What the hell are you doing? You can’t use library books to build a nest!”

Gunnar shrugs as if it’s no big deal. “There’s nothing else around here to use.”

“We have a lost and found, you great brute,” I seethe, annoyed now they wouldn’t at least ask first. “There are plenty of blankets and old clothes in there that you can use.”

“But what about bedbugs?” Gunnar mutters. I stare at him, wondering if I heard correctly as I clutch my dress against my chest.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Bedbugs. You know, those insects that live in your mattress?”

“Dude, what the fuck,” Max laughs. Damon shakes his head incredulously.

“What about them?” I challenge.

“Well, who’s to say that there aren’t bedbugs living in those old clothes and blankets?”

I raise a skeptical eyebrow. “What kind of place do you think I run, Gunnar?”

He shrugs. “I’m just saying. You never know.”

“Okay, you know what, never mind,” I say, holding up my hands. “Use the books, but only the damaged pile.”

The alphas grin at me before rushing off to get the supplies they need to build my nest.

I watch as they layer on papers all over the ground of the storage room. I start to feel a sense of being safe, protected, and cared for. I can’t explain it, and I start to feel warm when I’m around them.

“There you go, honey,” says Max, pressing a hand on the small of my back while I admire the nest of book pages and the smell of books in the room. “Let’s christen your little nest, shall we?”

And the morning passes in a blur of eating, napping, and knotting.

I’m wired, constantly needing attention since it’s been so long since I was last knotted, and the alphas are more than happy to fulfill all of my desires.

I’m writhing on top of Damon’s cock, riding him, Max and Gunnar watch. They don’t mind in the slightest as they stroke themselves while watching me.

“Look at her go. Bouncing her little pussy up and down on our pack leader,” whispers Gunnar, and my heart races wildly when I see his eyes zoned in on my pussy.

“Exactly,” says Max, groaning as he strokes himself to completion, watching me as I work Damon’s cock harder into me wiggling over him.

“Good girl,” says Damon, whose hands are on my waist, helping me go up and down since he’s a giant of an alpha.

“Ah!” I scream when he slams me down onto his steel of a cock, penetrating me deep into my womb. My pussy spasms around him as slick gushes out, and he smiles in satisfaction when I’m weak. Then, at that moment, he explodes inside of me, his release shooting straight up inside of me.

I collapse onto his chest when his cock swells, finally knotting me to him.

“You look so satisfied, sweet omega,” Damon croons as he rubs my hair back while kissing my face and pumping more semen into me. I’m catching my breath while he mutters sweet nothings into my ear while his cock is nice and snug inside of me.

It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced.

An omega could get used to this.

I wake from the nest, startled when I don’t feel Lena beside me. Gunnar lies not far from me, but it’s also empty next to him, and I wonder where our omega could have gone.

“Lena?” I call out as I quickly get up from the nest, tripping over papers as I leave the storage room.

A small whimper catches my attention, and I walk towards the sound. I finally see her with Max. Max is leaning against the wall near the library’s front door, with Lena standing before him.

Her eyes are half-closed in ecstasy with his hand between her naked legs.

She’s gripping his shoulders while his hand dips between her thighs, gently fingering her pussy. I watch as he pushes his index and middle fingers inside her, then pulls them out and pinches her clit.

Her knees buckle at the sensation, a rush of moisture coating her thighs.

“Oh fuck, Max,” she whines, grinding her cunt into his hand when he slips his fingers back inside her.

My cock hardens immediately, so aroused by watching Lena get used and fucked until she can’t take it anymore.

I stand and walk over to them, also wanting to be part of the action.

“Mind if I join?” I ask with a grin, coming to stand behind Lena.

“Not at all,” she sighs in pleasure.

I dip my head, placing gentle kisses all along her shoulders, down her back, and up again. Her skin is so smooth and soft, and the way she sighs when my lips brush against her makes precum leak from my cock.

An excited grunt from behind me tells me that Gunnar is awake, his hand fisting his shaft as he watches Lena get pleasured by me and Max.

I kiss up her neck and towards her mouth, ready to capture her lips with mine, but she tenses beneath my touch. Her reaction confuses me, but instead of questioning it, I kiss her on the cheek and reverse my path back down to her shoulders.

She doesn’t want me to kiss her on the mouth.

Part of me wonders what happened to make her react in such a way to a kiss, but I don’t linger on it for long when her creamy thighs start to shake, watching her orgasm build from Max fingering her.

“Oh, Max,” she cries out as she reaches her climax. She moans and cries, digging her nails into Max’s shoulders as she starts to orgasm.

Slick drips from her pussy onto the floor, and Max smiles when her pussy clenches around his fingers. More precum leaks from my cock at the sight, and I wish my fingers were inside her instead. Her intoxicating vanilla scent is so much stronger now, enveloping all of us as we crowd around her shaking form.

Lena slumps against Max briefly to catch her breath.

“That was…,” she says at a loss for words. Then she turns to me, looking up at me with big doe eyes, an expression that screams she wants more.

“My cock needs you, honey,” I growl, picking her up and sliding her easily onto my aching erection. She feels so fucking good, and it takes all my strength not to blow my load instantly.

From behind, Max spreads her ass cheeks and wiggles two fingers into her tight asshole. She tenses at first, then relaxes, allowing him to finger fuck her more.

“I’m the one who stretched her ass,” grunts Gunnar, watching with jealousy as Max starts to push his cock into her asshole.

“I’m sorry, brother, but I’ll be the first one to take her ass,” grunts Max.

“Oh,” she gasps against my chest as he slides into her. She’s wiggling around and it’s pushing my dick deeper into her. Her wet pussy feels so fucking good, and it’s turning me on even more.

“Do you like it when he’s inside your ass?” I whisper in her ear. All the air seemed to whoosh out of her lungs the deeper Max went into her.

“I do,” she gasps. “I thought it would hurt, but…”

“Your ass was made for us, baby,” says Max, and soon enough, we settle into a steady rhythm of fucking her in both holes.

“I’m gonna cum,” I grunt, picking up the pace. She whines, rubbing herself against me as I move faster.

“Please,” she begs. “I need… Knot… Now.”

She’s almost incoherent with pleasure, and something about it tips me over the edge. I climax hard, grunting as I knot deep inside her fertile pussy- even though she claims she’s not fertile.

A strange warmth settles over me just then, unlike any feeling I’ve had before. Something about Lena calls to me, and I want nothing more than to figure out what it is.