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Authors: Eva Wilder, Nora McKenna
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she ran.
Francesca tossed a look over her shoulder, kicking up speed as she watched the Alpha's main headquarters, a wide mansion surrounded by a tall, silver gate, growing smaller in the distance. Most of the Alphas in Upstate New York sequestered themselves away, in a gated neighborhood surrounded by the forest they used for the hunt. With thick trees blocking the sky and moon, there was barely any light for Francesca and the other prey to use. They were running blind in the dark, using their hands and knees to find their way around thick trunks and branches.
She could hear nothing but the sound of wind whipping past her ears and the others being taken around her. She heard them fall, a sharp, defeated noise brewing in their throat as an Alpha mounted them with a growl loud enough to shake her bones.
She wasn't afraid. The sound and smell of an Alpha claiming what was theirs, at least for the night, sent a wave of pleasure to her pulsating clit.
Her robe did little to mask her smell as she moved, sweat and arousal slick against her thighs as she hopped into a shallow ditch to catch her breath. She wasn't supposed to stop, not until she was ready to be taken, but her heart was pumping too loudly in her ears. She needed a minute.
A pair of Alphas moved around her, their shapes thick in the dark. Both jumped across the ditch with ease, strong limbs barely extending beneath the pricy suit all Alphas were expected to wear.
As prey, Francesca was stripped naked and given a robe for modesty. In older hunts she would’ve been permitted to wear a pair of silk panties. The older Alphas liked to keep something to remember them by, but the younger ones complained that they only got in the way.
She pressed her thighs together, alleviating a bit of pressure against her clit and a small moan passed through her lips, floating into the night air. It was barely audible but the second the sound escaped, a growl popped in the air and she knew she'd misstepped. In heat, the Alphas senses were heightened to a dangerous degree. They would hear her moan even if she slapped her hands over her mouth and trapped the sound within the skin of her palms.
She climbed out of the ditch and ran in the opposite direction of the two Alphas she’d seen before, towards the mansion where yellow and white light glittered through hundreds of windows. Over her shoulder she heard them, heavy feet sliding against the ground, grunts low in their throat as they tried to out run the other. Her nostrils flared and she inhaled their scents, musky like sweat and sex, and it sent a shiver down her spine.
Her dripping wet pussy wanted to make it easy for them. She would trip and that would be all they needed to rope her into their arms, hard cocks pressing against her ass, but she remembered what her sister told her. The more they fought for her, the greater her reward.
She dodged a bundle of branches and threw a look over her shoulder. The Alphas were gaining on her, running a few feet back with their glittering eyes fixed on the swish of her robe. She could barely make out their faces, but she caught a glimpse of their hair. A blond and a brunette.
The brunette looked up and Francesca’s breath caught in her chest. His eyes were an unimaginable blue, bright enough to cut through the darkness like a diamond; bright enough to see through her. Another surge of pleasure shot between her legs, another moan passed her lips. A slow smirk formed across the brunette’s mouth before he bared his teeth and lunged forward.
His fingers brushed against her hair, long brown strands sweeping across her skin before he grabbed a handful. She gasped as her head jerked back, feet flying in the air as a strong arm wrapped around her middle and tugged her back down. Her back arched against a broad chest, hidden beneath a button-down and finely cut jacket, as his hardened cock pressed against her.
“Fuck off,” the brunette growled.
The words were close to her ear but he
Francesca tossed a look over her shoulder, kicking up speed as she watched the Alpha's main headquarters, a wide mansion surrounded by a tall, silver gate, growing smaller in the distance. Most of the Alphas in Upstate New York sequestered themselves away, in a gated neighborhood surrounded by the forest they used for the hunt. With thick trees blocking the sky and moon, there was barely any light for Francesca and the other prey to use. They were running blind in the dark, using their hands and knees to find their way around thick trunks and branches.
She could hear nothing but the sound of wind whipping past her ears and the others being taken around her. She heard them fall, a sharp, defeated noise brewing in their throat as an Alpha mounted them with a growl loud enough to shake her bones.
She wasn't afraid. The sound and smell of an Alpha claiming what was theirs, at least for the night, sent a wave of pleasure to her pulsating clit.
Her robe did little to mask her smell as she moved, sweat and arousal slick against her thighs as she hopped into a shallow ditch to catch her breath. She wasn't supposed to stop, not until she was ready to be taken, but her heart was pumping too loudly in her ears. She needed a minute.
A pair of Alphas moved around her, their shapes thick in the dark. Both jumped across the ditch with ease, strong limbs barely extending beneath the pricy suit all Alphas were expected to wear.
As prey, Francesca was stripped naked and given a robe for modesty. In older hunts she would’ve been permitted to wear a pair of silk panties. The older Alphas liked to keep something to remember them by, but the younger ones complained that they only got in the way.
She pressed her thighs together, alleviating a bit of pressure against her clit and a small moan passed through her lips, floating into the night air. It was barely audible but the second the sound escaped, a growl popped in the air and she knew she'd misstepped. In heat, the Alphas senses were heightened to a dangerous degree. They would hear her moan even if she slapped her hands over her mouth and trapped the sound within the skin of her palms.
She climbed out of the ditch and ran in the opposite direction of the two Alphas she’d seen before, towards the mansion where yellow and white light glittered through hundreds of windows. Over her shoulder she heard them, heavy feet sliding against the ground, grunts low in their throat as they tried to out run the other. Her nostrils flared and she inhaled their scents, musky like sweat and sex, and it sent a shiver down her spine.
Her dripping wet pussy wanted to make it easy for them. She would trip and that would be all they needed to rope her into their arms, hard cocks pressing against her ass, but she remembered what her sister told her. The more they fought for her, the greater her reward.
She dodged a bundle of branches and threw a look over her shoulder. The Alphas were gaining on her, running a few feet back with their glittering eyes fixed on the swish of her robe. She could barely make out their faces, but she caught a glimpse of their hair. A blond and a brunette.
The brunette looked up and Francesca’s breath caught in her chest. His eyes were an unimaginable blue, bright enough to cut through the darkness like a diamond; bright enough to see through her. Another surge of pleasure shot between her legs, another moan passed her lips. A slow smirk formed across the brunette’s mouth before he bared his teeth and lunged forward.
His fingers brushed against her hair, long brown strands sweeping across her skin before he grabbed a handful. She gasped as her head jerked back, feet flying in the air as a strong arm wrapped around her middle and tugged her back down. Her back arched against a broad chest, hidden beneath a button-down and finely cut jacket, as his hardened cock pressed against her.
“Fuck off,” the brunette growled.
The words were close to her ear but he
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