Alone

Chapter 18 *MATURE*

*Jacob's POV*

Oh. My. Goddess. Uh... that was an interesting day.

I'm back in Damien's arms. It's after dinner, and the boys and I are watching some movie about a girl who lost her slipper. I'm not listening. I've been going over Helene's "talk" since I left, and I am still in a tailspin.

I mean, I knew the basics. After all, I'm not exactly a "Virgin" as Helene called me. Still, what she described seemed a lot different than my experience with the old Alpha. What she told me seemed more... pleasureful?

I look at the boys. They wouldn't hurt me as Alpha did. At least, I don't think they would. Ryder notices my stare and smiles at me. He brings my hand to his lips. "What's my little mate thinking about?" He mutters against my skin.

He's so beautiful. They both are. I hear my wolf in the back of my head propose an idea.

Damien turns me to face him a little. "Are you alright, Love?"

I agree with my Wolf. I want to do this.

I look Damien in the eyes. "Will y-you mark me?"

Silence. Neither of them responds.

"W-What?!" Ryder's voice comes out strained. When I look at him, his eyes are flickering between brown and black.

Did they not want to mark me? Helene said they would...

"I w-want you both to m-mark me." My gaze switches between their incredulous faces. "D-do you not want t-" I'm cut off by Damien's lips on mine.

I whimper a little at the sheer force of his kiss. He pulls away and I see his eyes have gone black. "Are you sure, Jacob?" He growls, sending shivers up my spine. Ryder shoots his hand out and turns my face towards him. "We can't go back after this, Sweetheart. You won't be able to reject or leave after this."

His eyes... the dark, inky black of their eyes show danger. I would follow that gaze to the ends of the earth if he'd let me. "Please," I whisper.

Faster than I could comprehend, Damien lifts me off of the couch and throws me over his shoulder. He carries me swiftly up the stairs, Ryder following close behind. Ryder looks at me with a smirk that makes my stomach tingle. "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into, Baby." A blush swarms into my cheeks. I feel a small pressure in my underwear but ignore it.

We go into my room and Damien throws me onto the bed. Damien and Ryder go onto both sides of the bed and lean over me.

Ryder turns my chin to him again, "You need to tell us to stop, now, or we won't be able to later."

I bite my lip from nerves. Those deep black eyes are staring into my soul. Taking a deep breath and push my lips against Ryder's.

Ryder growls against me and deepens the kiss. He leans my head to the side, allowing Damien to attach his own lips to my neck. I moan into Ryder's mouth, placing one hand on his cheek, and entangling the other in Damien's hair.

Damien places a hand on my torso, right below the hem of my shirt. He slips his hand underneath it and growls in satisfaction. Ryder bites my bottom lip hard, forcing me to let his tongue invade.

Strange feelings flood my body. I feel hot. Way too hot. My whole body is on a knife's edge, and tingles are flooding my senses. Perhaps most confusing is the immense pressure in my lower body. When Damien's hand brushes over my nipple, I whimper into Ryder's mouth.

"Sweatheart..." Ryder whispers. He detaches his lips from my mouth and repositions my head so that they can both have access to my neck. "I love your noises." He dives into my neck, licking and sucking.

Damien looks at me with a smirk that makes my breath catch in my throat. "I'd have to agree with Ryder." His deep voice resonates in every inch of my body. "In fact, I think I'll make some more."

Without breaking eye contact, his hand on my chest slowly travels down. He brushes over that aching spot in my pants and squeezes, making me moan LOUDLY.

"D-Damien..." I whimper. Ryder sucks harder on my neck, earning a similar if not smaller reaction.

Damien slips his hand under my waistband and towards my private area. He stares straight into my eyes as he does so. He squeezes it a little, making me moan again. "Does that feel good, Love?" He doesn't wait for a response. He knows it feels amazing. "Good Goddess you're so fucking sexy when you moan for us." He pushes my pants and underwear down, causing my member to spring up. He closes his fist around me, moving his hand up and down, and reburies his face in my neck.

A fiery tornado forms in my stomach, slowly building to a cliff that I wanted to fall off of with all that I had. The boys continue, never relenting in their wonderful torture.

A few minutes later and I'm about to explode. I think Helene called it an... orgasm? I don't know and I don't care. All that matters is that the boys are about to drive me insane.

"R-Ryd... Damiemmmmmm...." Ryder licks a spot on my neck that makes my body curl into him. He smiles against my skin. "Found it!" He whispers softly. Damien hits the same spot on my other shoulder that elicits the same reaction. His hand starts picking up speed, sending me barrelling toward that cliff. "All right Love, prepare yourself."

Both men bite into my neck at the same time, sending a wave of pain coursing through me. It's awful, far more painful than most of the beatings from my old pack. They retract their teeth and lick at my wounds to soothe me. That's when the pain turned to beautiful, beautiful pleasure.

Fireworks dance in my head, driving any semblance of thought from my mind. Just then, Damien sends me over that cliff, causing the sensations to multiply beyond comprehension.

I think I'm screaming. I mean, I hear screaming and my mouth is wide open, but I'm way too far gone for that level of thought.

The sensations slowly pass until I'm left a shaking, exhausted mess. I feel Damien leave, while Ryder stays and gives me small kisses, whispering something about how well I did. When Damien returns, I feel a damp cloth run over my now soft member, cleaning the evidence of my explosion away. He pulls up my pants again, throws the cloth into the hamper, and crawls in bed next to me.

"Go to sleep, Sweetheart," Ryder whispers, pulling my head onto his chest. Damien's arms wrap around my waist, and he snuggles against my back. "We'll be here when you wake up," Damien mumbles into my neck.

I don't respond. Instead, I close my eyes and let the bliss of sleep overtake me.

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*guilty smile* Heeeeeeeey ;)

Did ya like? I hope you liked... It was kind of really hard to write a scene like this from the POV of someone as innocent as Jacob, but I think it came out REALLY well.

I'm not gonna drag on. Everything I needed to say I said in the first part of today's post.

I hope you all have a great day, and I'll see y'all tomorrow.