Reliving the Werewolf Experience 3: MM/f Alpha Werewolf Paranormal Erotica
Brandy's enthralled when a handsome werewolf stranger swoops down and steals her kill. When she finds out that he's also an alpha wolf of another pack, her turbulent thoughts send Alpha coming to her rescue. To stop the imminent fight between two alphas that will hinder her research, what happens when Brandy offers herself up to the both of them as a sign of peace? More
Brandy's enthralled when a handsome werewolf stranger swoops down and steals her kill. When she finds out that he's also an alpha wolf of another pack, her turbulent thoughts send Alpha coming to her rescue. To stop the imminent fight between two alphas that will hinder her research, what happens when Brandy offers herself up to the both of them as a sign of peace?
[WARNING: This erotic 4400 word werewolf experience contains explicit scenes described in graphic language, menage, double penetration by two alpha werewolves, oral sex, anal sex and more! Adults only.]
"Now now, Alphas." I will my scared voice to speak.
They turn to look at me, shocked and disorientated.
What? How dare you, an omega, interrupt a battle between Alphas!
The seething look of rage on Alpha's face may be enough to silence even the most defiant of betas, but not me. I must press on and stop this.
"You may be wolves, but you are also men. Men who can think and reason, can't you?" I plead.
Marco eyes me curiously, perhaps smirking at the fact that Alpha can't even control an omega of his pack like me. I'll deal with the fallout later, but now the survival of everyone in question is my greatest priority.
"Alright, I'll hear what you have to say." Marco smiles at me, maybe delighted in the novelty of this situation compared to the usual 'fight-to-death' scenario.
"As much as your lycan instincts tell you fight, what good will come of this? Each of you risks your respective packs so easily in the name of your will. Alpha's word is law in the pack, and I respect that. But your decision carries the burden of your pack's lives on your backs. Even if we can't accept each other's existence, can't we just tolerate it, for the sake all our lives?"
What the f**k are you doing, Brandy? F**k this, I'm going to kill this f**king wolf and be done with it.
Alpha stares at me in a rare rage. Marco looks thoughtful, as if a truce is a real possibility for him.
I'm surprised by the result, half expecting them to tear the whole forest down already, but luckily that hasn't happened, yet.
"But will I get in return for sparing your lives?" Marco smirks, eye my kill at his feet.
What a f**king diplomatic mistake to make. Alpha growls even louder. If there's one thing an Alpha cannot show, it's weakness.
"Do you honestly think you're the merciful one doing the sparing?" Alpha flashes Marco a wry smile, the kind that dares him to bring it on.
"Wait!" I find myself in between the two, arms outstretched, palms facing their faces.
"Stop! No, not yet. How about this as a truce," I take a deep breath, honestly wondering if this is going to work.
"In an act of peace, you both get to have me." I blurt out at last, feeling a growing wetness down there as fresh blood rushes to the surface of my skin.