The Alphas & The Heiress

Syble (Magnolia)

He turns his back to me inviting me to jump on his back and wrap my arms around his neck. He swims us towards the waterfall where I finally notice a small, bubbling, mineral mud pool surrounded by small boulders just off to the side of the waterfall.

I climb up the bank, perch myself on a flat rock, and dip my feet into the pool. The twins sit on either side of me, watching me with keen interest. I turn so I am straddling the rock and lean down to scoop some of the mud into my hand, then without explanation I smear it down Ro’s arm. He grunts appreciatively so I gather more and continue the process. I run my hands from his shoulders down his thick biceps and forearms. Then I move to his chest, slowly rubbing the mud onto his firm pecs and tight abs.

When I’m satisfied with Ro, I turn around to Varian. “Your turn,” I tell him as I scoop the mud and repeat the process on Varian’s body. His muscles are equally firm. I roll my eyes beneath my blind fold and smile to myself when I feel him flexing for me as I rub the mud over him.

Just as I’m finishing the last spot on Varian’s chest, Ro moves closer so he’s sitting with his front nearly flush against my back. I feel his breath on my neck, his lips millimeters above my skin, and I close my eyes and bite my lip resisting the urge to moan. “Your turn,” he mirrors my words. When I open my eyes Varian is looking at me intently, eyes nearly black, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

I’m so fixated on the carnal look in Varian’s eyes that I don’t feel Ro shifting to gather mud in his hands. I’m only aware when I feel delicious, scorching heat trailing across my back. I moan loudly at the feeling of Ro’s firm, competent fingers massaging the warm mud onto my back, electrifying me with every touch. I unclasp my bra, giving Ro full access to my back. I hear his sharp intake of breath before he continues his work on my neck, back, shoulders, and hips, stopping himself at the top of my panty line.

While Ro works behind me, Varian works in front of me. He delicately runs his hands down my arms, over my neck, and across my chest. He pushes me gently so I have to lean against Ro’s chest giving him better access to my stomach. He glides both hands up and down my sides and across my stomach.

Their touch is almost more than I can handle, my core is dripping with heat, my hardened nipples chafing against the thin fabric of my bra. In a bold move, I let the straps of my bra slide down my arms before I discard it completely off to the side. Varian’s eyes screw shut, tightening his grip on my thighs, both of the twins growling lowly.

Ro begins to spread the mud over the area on my breasts that had been covered by my bra. He lathers more mud onto me, coating me completely, greedily massaging my full, heavy breasts with his strong hands. I feel Varian’s hands on my thighs begin to move as he spreads the mud from my knee to my hip. With every pass across my thigh, his thumb skirts closer and closer to my sex. It’s agonizing torture. Ro thumbs over my nipples with intent. When I don’t stop him he does it again. I arch my back against him, pressing my breasts fully into his hands. He rolls my nipples in between his thumb and index finger slowly, pulling at them so they harden and pebble even more.

Varian’s thumb finally makes contact between my thighs, skimming up my sex over my panties. I moan loudly, unable to restrain myself, my heat growing and flames threatening to erupt through my skin. I need to cool off.

My breathing is erratic and my mind clouded with desire, there’s not a single coherent thought to be found. I cry out their names in a garbled mess, begging them to give me respite. “We should – uhm,” I’m trying desperately not to combust, “we should wash this off – in the water.”

Varian is the first to stand, offering me his hand and helping me to stand. Without releasing my hand, he leads me back into the clear lake water and pulls me against him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He gently rubs my back as he holds me, washing away the minerals and the mud.

It’s not until I feel the spray of the waterfall that I notice he’s been moving us closer to the falls. He pushes me under the gentle downpour of the falls and up against Ro’s hard chest. I’m now sandwiched between the twins in chest deep water, sheltered by a short rock ledge that overhangs the rock wall we’re up against, causing us to be completely blocked from view behind the falls.

I can feel Ro’s impressive hardness pressing into my back as Varian’s length rubs against my front, the friction against my panties teasing my folds.

The water from the falls has washed off most of the mud, exposing my naked breasts to them in their full glory. Ro runs his nose from the crook of my neck up to my ear and begins to gently nibble and suck on my ear lobe. Varian slides his hands down my back and onto my bottom, each hand fully covering one of my firm round cheeks. His fingers press into my supple skin as he grinds his hardened shaft into me.

I run my hands through his hair and pull him towards me so our foreheads are pressed together, our lips just barely grazing one another, both of us unwilling to be the one to give in first. Ro plants a wet kiss on the soft skin behind my ear and I moan against Varian’s mouth. He pins me with his hips between him and Ro, sliding his fingertips up the sides of my torso, up the sides of my breasts, and around my neck.

“Don’t go,” he breathes against my mouth, “don’t go back to the grove.”

I bite onto his lower lip, sucking it between my teeth. Gods he tastes so good. He groans longingly. His hands fist into my hair and he begins to tug at the knot of my blindfold.

In a heartbeat it’s like someone poured a bucket of ice water on me. What the fuck is he doing? I can’t believe I put myself in this position, what if he had gotten my blind fold off? I push myself away and out of their arms, swimming back under the falls and towards the shore where we left our clothes.

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Rohanor

Syble is pressed between Varian and me, moaning at our touch. It’s torture to have her this close, her perfect, round breasts pressed against my hands and Varian’s chest, her ass against my cock. I’m so glad I didn’t let her change into a bathing suit, this is definitely preferable. Varian and I are fighting against our wolves, not allowing them to make the first move.

“Don’t go, don’t go back to the grove.” Varian whispers against her. Her heartbeat races at his words, like she’s waging an inner war.

She bites onto his lip and he groans wildly, fisting his hands in her hair feverishly. I take her breasts into my hands again, rolling her erect nipples between my fingers, when she suddenly pushes Varian off of her and swims away out of my arms.

What the fuck just happened? I ask Varian through mindlink, completely bewildered.

He sighs, giving me the sense that it was somehow our fault. I tried taking off her blindfold. She pushed me away immediately.

I run my hands through my hair, things were going so well but the minute we try to get closer she shuts us out again.

We swim under the falls back out into the lake’s open water but Syble is nowhere in sight. Her bra is still sitting by the mud pool but her shirt, shorts, and shoes are gone. Our wolves are frantic, pacing furiously not knowing our mate’s whereabouts.

Runidar, if you see Syble back at the packhouse, link us immediately.

Yes, Alpha. Everything okay?

It was, but she took off. We just need to know that she’s safe at the house.

I’ll have the guards keep an eye out for her. I’ll link you when we find her.

“Let’s head back, we need to get ready for the party anyway, and I need to get rid of this massive fucking boner.”

We stash the blanket and clothes and shift into our wolves running full speed straight back to the house. When we get to the manor we don’t bother shifting back, we run straight up to our floor. I scratch at Syble’s door but there’s no answer. I huff and sulk into our room behind Varian.

Once the door closes behind us Varian shifts back and bolts for the bathroom. I shift and throw myself onto the couch, fist my cock, and go over every minute at the lake in my mind. Watching her undress on the shore, her wearing nothing but a sheer black bra and panty into the water with us. I begin pumping up and down my length slowly, remembering how she clung to me in the water, her arms wrapped around my neck, our bodies pressed together. My pace quickens, my cock twitching at the memory of her taking off her bra, exposing her flawless back to me, letting me cup her heavy breasts and tease her nipples. My cock is painfully hard, yearning for release. My grip tightens and I’m pumping myself faster. I lick my lips, remembering the hint of a taste I got from nuzzling her neck and nibbling her ear. Her moans echoed around us, over the noise of the falls. My strokes are furious now, my cock desperate to explode. The feeling of her plump, round, naked ass grinding against my cock. I could have slipped right into her, taking her right there in the water, sinking my teeth into that soft spot on her neck, claiming her as mine. I cum violently, grunting my release into my hand, wishing I could have unloaded inside her.

Sir, she has been spotted in the gardens with Luna Accalia.