Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
He took over and slammed me down on him, thrusting up inside me so his piercing hit me right where I needed.
I screamed and gripped the edge of the carriage shutter that was closed. I panted through the heat and release that washed through me. Zachariah came too, silently but just as intensely. His grip on me was tight, his hips stilling as he filled me with his cum.
I panted, leaning back on him.
He licked up the shell of my ear, his fingers grazing over the top curve of my breasts over my corset dress.
The carriage bathed in silence for a moment before I met Dorian’s eyes. He roamed his eyes down my body. His cock was straining against his pants, and I smirked. I wanted him too.
I was insatiable for the alphas. Whether I had just been sated or not, if I didn’t have all three of them, I craved more.
It might be the magic from the realm or the magic that was dormant in my veins, but whatever it was, I didn’t want it to end.
I climbed off Zachariah, and he steadied me, pulling my dress down and into place for me. I smiled down at him before going to Dorian.
He pulled me into him, kissing me softly. His hands moved softly too, brushing my skin, making it rise beneath his touch.
He moved his massaging hands down over my thighs, then put me on the seat next to him.
“A massage?” I asked with a raise of my brow, leaning against the wall, my feet on his lap.
He dug his hands in with soft touches in between that were caressing more than seducing.
“Aftercare, Sweet Siren.”
I smiled and relaxed into the wall, letting the feel of his hands on my body in such a gentle manner turn me to jelly.
At some point, I fell asleep.
When I woke, it was to a gentle shake of my body.
“Time to wake, Sweet Siren,” Dorian’s voice broke through my slumber. I went to sit up, but I was secured in his arms, cradled in his lap, my head against his chest.
He kissed my forehead, then my lips.
Atticus pulled the carriage shutter open, and the rush of water filled the air. I frowned and sat up on Dorian. I felt amazing considering I had been ravaged. That aftercare worked a treat for sore, worked-out muscles. So did a nap.
“You’re going to want to see this, Fox.”
I moved off Dorian and went to the side of the carriage where Atticus was looking out. I sucked in a breath when I saw what he was smirking at.
A huge waterfall over the side of the mountain. It was beautiful, pouring into the Great Lake in crystal blue streams.
But that wasn’t what had me gasping; it was the fact that we were rushing up to it and the rock cliff on the other side of it.
Was this carriage shatterproof? Eyeing the craftsmanship had me thinking no.
The carriage picked up its pace, racing along the trail, the forest and mountain range on the left, the lake to the right, and the waterfall straight ahead.
That confirmed it.
We were going to die.
16. The Water
“Stop the carriage!” I screamed as we approached the waterfall too fast. I curled into Atticus, burying my face into him. I tensed, waiting for the cliff to shatter the carriage around us.
But the impact never came.
Instead, the water of the waterfall passed right over the carriage. It didn’t even pour in the window.
I opened my clenched eyes and slowly peered out from Atticus’ hold to see all three of the alphas amused by my reaction.
“Not one of you thought it would be the time to tell me we were going through the waterfall and that the cliff on the other side was just an illusion, hmm?”
Zachariah said nothing, smirking as usual. Dorian smiled, still relaxed in his seat. Atticus full-blown laughed, then turned me so I was facing straight out into lake territory.
And what a sight it was.
This end of the lake seemed so much richer than the human side. It had healthy green grass at its bed, docks with little boats and fishermen at them. Canoes are used to travel down the many rivers that move through the city, and I’m in awe.
The serenity, the smiles on everyone’s faces–it wasn’t what I was expecting. Atticus was so big, so burly, and a little hot-headed most of the time; I had been expecting his territory to reflect that, but it didn’t.
I grinned and leaned closer out of the window. I narrowed my eyes on the middle of the lake where a huge piece of land sat surrounded. It had a huge white castle on it.
I peered over my shoulder at Atticus. “That’s where you live, isn’t it?” I asked.
He grinned. “You’ll see, Fox.”
The homes sprawling over the land were separated by rivers and the bridges that connected everything; the way the land in the middle looked like a mini city on its own–it was breathtaking.
“Wow.” Was all I could manage.
Atticus beamed and kissed my cheek. “Welcome home.”
The carriage came to a stop next to a row of wooden docks, canoes, and small boats tied to them. But the one we stopped next to is huge.
A big dock and a huge boat. Well, it was Atticus, so I should have known. Atticus climbed out of the carriage and held the door open for me.
I took his hand in mine and climbed down. Dorian and Zachariah followed. Both of them were tense, but I was used to them being tense when they weren’t in their own territories.
Atticus stopped before we got to the dock, and my breath caught, staring ahead at what greeted us.
The foreign city and large bodies of water were enough on their own, but apparently, Atticus had a greeting party too.
Men and women, some children, all stood next to the dock with the large boat waiting at it.
They wore smiles, all staring between me and Atticus.
The group was at least twenty large and the four children at the front bowed and curtsied, “Alpha Atticus, welcome home!” They grinned. Atticus walked over and ruffled the two boys’ heads, then kissed the hands of the girls.
It made them all blush, their eyes glistening in awe. I stood back with Dorian and Zachariah, nervous to be confronted by so many of the pack at once.
“Alpha. Welcome home,” one of the men said from behind the tallest boy child. He wore a hat and tipped it towards Atticus. Every woman there lowered her head in greeting. Then the men.
And they all smiled about it.
The impressive show of respect was so different from what I had expected and how Dorian had been treated.
Atticus even lowered his head back to them, “Wolves of Water Pack. You saw my claim in the blood moon ritual, but allow me to introduce her officially. This is Luna Kassandra Kane.”
I stepped forward, “Uh, Atticus, Kassie is fine.” My whispers fell on deaf ears because they kept looking at Atticus.
He pointed to the other two alphas, “You know Alpha Dorian and Alpha Zachariah. They’re guests for the week–treat them accordingly,” Atticus introduced.
One of the women came through the crowd holding some necklaces. They were made of gold and gems, with a clear pendant that held a drop of the lake in it.
She came to where Atticus was, “May I?” she asked. He nodded once and she smiled, moving past him to me. I tensed, not sure what she was doing until she placed the necklace around my neck.
“Oh. Thank you,” I smiled, touching the pendant.
“Welcome, Luna. This will keep you connected to us. We will feel your emotions as much as our Alpha allows. If you need something, will it into the pendant; we will make sure you have it.”
I raised a brow at that. She walked to Dorian and Atticus, doing the same thing to them.
Atticus looked so proud, grinning before he came over to me and kissed my mouth in front of them.
I pulled back quickly. I did not need them feeling what he did to me through the pendant.
“First of all, don’t be embarrassed about kissing me; they don’t care. Secondly, I will not let them feel anything unless you are in trouble.”
“That’s a very impressive welcome gift.”
He touched the pendant, and a shock of pleasure teased my clit. I sucked in a breath, my eyes wide as I stared up at him.
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