Torn Between Two Alphas

I wanted to f**k my best friend’s father. That statement was all flavors of wrong but it was the truth. Just the thought of his powerful body made my p***y throb and drip with slick heat. My body was the weapon fashioned against me and my mind was too powerless to resist. Alpha Declan was my best friend Lena’s father, the commanding Alpha of the Crimstone pack, and mate to the stunning Luna, Naomi. He was completely, irrevocably off limits. Yet nothing stopped the filthy fantasies that flooded my mind every night and made my body tingle in all the wrong ways. I tried to starve this forbidden hunger, ignore it, kill it. But it bloomed darker and hotter inside me, mocking my attempts, flaming my core till the only thing I could do to shove my fingers inbetween my legs. It was shameful, yes. But I wasn’t always like this. Having lived in the Alpha House since I was orphaned at eleven. I never saw Alpha Declan as anything more than Lena’s dad. He had been a distant commanding figure that everyone respected. Until that night at the lake. After my failed transformation. The Oracle had fixed me with eyes glazed with blindness and declared the words too loud to be mistaken. “Delilah Avoden has no wolf.” I was devastated and inconsolable when Lena tried. I simply fled to the shadowed solace of the trees beside the lake, where I collapsed onto a rock and cried my little heart out. Being wolfless was as good as a death sentence. I had automatically become the pack reject. I could never transform and most importantly the goddess would never give me a true mate. I could choose one, bear his mark and carry his children but nobody wanted a wolfless reject. As I cried about how bleak my days ahead would be, the water’s surface rippled. My senses immediately snapped to attention. Alertness springing into my bones. When I saw a head pop out and not some underwater creature, I relaxed somewhat. Then I recognized who it was and my body froze. Alpha Declan rose from the depths like a god carved from sin and muscle. Dark hair slicked back from his face, exposing the strong jaw, and piercing storm gray eyes as it scanned the night. Water cascaded down his broad, sculpted shoulders, tracing every ridge of his powerful back which was turned to me. I felt a choke rise in my throat, unable to tear my eyes away. Moonlight kissed his wet skin, highlighting the deep V of his hips and the round firmness of his ass. Every inch of the Alpha wolf radiated raw strength and the kind of stamina that could pin an Omega down and pound her for hours without mercy. The choke in my throat became a lump and my p***y clenched like a vice. Followed by a strange fiery heat that speared through my eighteen year old brain with a desperate, overwhelming need for him to pin me down by the water’s edge, rip my skirts and claim me. And to compensate for the lack of it, my mind began to imagine the shape of the Alpha’s c**k. The thick and girthy length of it, hardening against a ripe pink head warmed me from my head to my toes. I clenched again, this time a whimper held at the back of my throat. The toned muscles of his body flexed as he stepped onto the muddy shore and grabbed his clothes. He took his time dressing, almost like he knew I was ogling him like food and wanted to put on a private show. I sat frozen on that rock for hours after he left, my thighs slick with hot arousal I didn’t know I was capable of making. My fingers moved unconsciously inside my skirt, finding my panties and pressing against the soaked fabric. The noise I made was ungodly. A shock quickly followed as the hard wave of an orgasm knocked me off the rock. I wasn’t stupid on the ways of the body. But that night I discovered for myself what it truly meant to want, to need, to crave. Beyond the pulsing heat wracking my body, I felt a switch flip. From then on, all I wanted was Alpha Declan to f**k me senseless. I started touching myself obsessively to thoughts of him and I couldn’t stop. My fingers would plunge into the slick between my legs and his name would be the only thing on my lips. I wanted to kneel for him, worship his c**k like my body demanded with my mouth and my p***y, moaning in pleasure while he gripped my hair and called me dirty names. In the dark, safe in my bed, my fantasies ran wild. In the morning, however, the guilt gnawed at me. This was Lena’s dad. I had no right to lust after him like a b***h in heat. I had no right to think of him at all. With my panties ruined, I’d feel so f*****g ashamed of myself. But I’d go for combat practice and be right back to thirsting over him. The Oracle’s damning words didn’t make Alpha Declan stop training me. He still hoped my wolf would come, he let me train with the other pups, and was patient with me when I couldn’t land the hit. “You’re distracted, Lilah.” He’d step behind me during drills, his huge body caging mine, his breath hot against my ear. It was simply to correct my stance, but my body didn’t know the difference. Once his large hands gripped my arms or brushed my waist, my body came on fire. His scent drenched my senses, dark pine, smoke, and that raw alpha musk that left me dizzy. “Now throw the hit.” I swung. I missed. My n*****s hardened painfully, my p***y aching as embarrassment flooded me. “Sorry.” “It’s alright. You’re a late bloomer, Lilah. I know you’ll get it the same way I know your wolf will come when she’s ready.” I nodded, smiling weakly at his encouragement. Despite my body screaming for him to throw me against a tree and f**k me till I couldn’t walk. “Go again.” When I finally landed one, he’d praise me in that delicious growl, “Good girl” and all form of composure would exit my body. I knew that I couldn’t continue the torture. So I pulled away. I stopped attending combat practice. A few weeks later, I moved to the human realm, hoping distance would kill the obsession. And for a while I thought it did. Now, five years later, a letter from Lena was enough for the memories and feelings to flood back. A sick twist tore through my belly as I reread the letter on the couch. -Please come home for the Moon Solstice, Lilah. I miss you so much.- I sighed heavily. “I still don’t see why you can’t go,” Cora, my human roommate plopped down beside me. She was the only person I’d told about certain colorful details of my past and she didn’t judge. “You’ve wanted to f**k him since you were eighteen and so f*****g what?” “It’s disgusting. He’s my bestfriend’s father.” “Girl, please.” She laughed. “He’s not your father. Plus, he’s rich, caring and I bet he’s hung like a horse. You’re not harming anyone by riding his dick.” “Cora—“ She raised a hand to silence me. “Look, Deli, you’re a grown woman. You’re free to f**k anybody you want. Listen to your body and finally get your virgin cunt broken for f**k’s sake. Lena doesn’t have to know. And if she finds out, she’ll get over it. Live a little.” I gave a contemplative sigh, ignoring how her tempting words stoked the fire in my core. “I’m going but I’m not f*****g, Declan.” She scoffed. “Whatever you say. But take your sexy lingerie” By evening, my bag was packed. Cora hugged me goodbye. “Call me with all the dirty details.” I laughed wryly. “No signal where I’m going unfortunately.” “When you return then. Goodluck babe.” Aa I got out for the taxi that had taken me to the quiet woodland areas, I felt a rush of anticipation. The boundary laid beyond a thicket and was guarded by two burly wolves. They stepped aside when I walked up, the strange dark swirl of the portal behind them. With a last check at my phone watching as the bars vanished, I tucked it away and walked into the portal. Cold crashed over me and faded quickly as I stepped into a vastly different landscape. My vision adjusted to the thicker trees, the canopy blotting out the evening sun and the mist clinging to their tops. Lena who stood beside a fallen tree rushed forward. “Lilah!” She screamed. “I didn’t think you’d come.” She pulled me into a tight hug, enveloping me in her warm scent of summer flowers. “I’ve missed you so much!” “I missed you too,” I said, hugging her back fiercely. When she pulled away, her eyes were glistening. “It’s been so hard doing this alone. Mom is sick and everyone is so worried. My mate is trying but I to want my bestfriend too” “I’m here for you. I’m not going anywhere.” She grabbed my hand happily and we walked down the winding path. A gust of wind whipped through my hair as we reached a clearing and the familiar sights of the pack village rushed up. Sturdy wooden structures flanked the path, spreading out in a large square and spreading even further into narrow streets. Strings of lit paper lanterns hung on every window and in the village square was a fire pit. Laughter rose into air from the pups dashing through herb gardens behind the pack kitchens. The air smelled of pine, woodsmoke, and roasting meat. Various sounds rose and fell as we passed, creating a low thrum. Above it all, was the soft hum of power lines connecting everything in one giant web. Crimstone pack. It felt good to be home. But the relief soon faded as thoughts of Alpha Declan clawed it’s way into my mind. I shivered against Lena’s grip, feeling the familiar clench of my p***y and hot wetness of an unwanted arousal.