Submissive Alpha

SIX

Harley's POV

I cannot f*****g believe it; I swear my eyes are deceiving me, they have to be there is no other way to describe what I am seeing. Two of the sexiest men I have ever seen, maybe to even exist on earth, well maybe only in my eyes, but they are amazingly hot, even if I was not mated to them I would think so, cause wow, just wow. They are currently making out in front of me, well it would be more correct to say that they are practically devouring each other and it is the hottest thing I have ever seen, I am incredibly turned on it is unbelievable.

I then hear this incredibly sexy groan, and I literally whimper. Through my lust fog, I hear a sound that makes me want to hump the living day lights out of both my mates, I want them so badly, I hear Taylor actually moan, and what a sexy moan it is.

With all the dirty thoughts going through my mind I swear Hades would have been proud I tell you; I might even achieve making him blush. I let out a second whimper and this one sounds even more desperate than the one I let out before. It is this whimper that catches Logan's attention because he finally let’s go of Taylor and walks slowly towards me, stalking me like a predator. All that is going through my mind, is what I could do to his body, he is a beautiful man and I would not mind climbing him.

He grabs a hold of my waist and sparks erupt throughout my entire body and holy baby hades, it feels like I have entered my own little piece of heaven. He places wet butterfly kisses along my neck and slowly trails up towards my mouth, he continues to nibble on me, bring me an insane amount of pleasure, he finally captures my lips. Now let me tell you if his touch is heaven then his kisses must be hell, they fill me up with so much energy and I feel tingling almost as if I am being electrocuted, with the amount of electricity flowing through me and I am loving every minute of it.

I suddenly feel a presence behind me and then hands on my breast, from the sparks I instantly know that it is Taylor. The sparks I feel when he touches me differ from those I feel when Logan touches me, but they still manage to drive me out of my mind, I love them both and crave them both, the one feels incomplete without the other. His hands feel rough on my body, how Taylor managed to undress me so quickly without me noticing is beyond me, but I am not complaining because I love the feel of it. This felt so amazing and I was loving every minute of it.

I finally break away from Logan for air and he somehow manages to switch positions with Taylor without removing their hands from me. Taylor kisses and nibbles on my neck and it feels ridiculously erotic. I am a panting and begging mess, I want to beg them to continue doing whatever they are currently doing, they have me burning up like I am in heat. This Is kind of ironic considering that I would go into heat in a few days, two at most, if we did not make love on the kitchen counter.

That thought is enough to snap me out of my lust filled daze. "Stop-" I try to shout but it ends up coming out more like a moan than anything else. I finally get enough strength and determination, even with them working their sweet torture on my body to finally say it and not have it come out like a moan "STOP!" I shout out, the first thought that jumps into my mind is that I have two amazingly awesome mates, because the moment they heard me they completely back off and take protective stances next to me, searching for danger.

"What is wrong?" Taylor asks with panic in his voice and his eyes darting around the entire suite searching for danger. "Oh n-nothing really, I-I just t-thought that I w-would not want t-to finish the m-mating ritual on the kit-kitchen counter" I finally manage to stammer out, still coming down from the high that these two males have put me through.

They look at me like I have an extra head, this is very surprising especially if we are considering that Taylor was against this from the word go, he now seems ridiculously keen to start the mating ritual. Logan wraps his hands around my waist and continues to nibble on my jaw and neck while whispers sweet nothings into my ear. "Honey we are not going to finish the ritual in the kitchen," he licks and bites my ear slightly, "I was planning on moving this party to the bedroom," he continues as if he is not nibbling and sucking on my neck, if I did not know any better I would say that he was trying to leave a temporary mark before the actual thing.

It takes a lot from my part to stop my brain from completely melting, but when I finally do, I say what is on my mind. "Uhm, nope-" I pop the 'p', "we will not be completing the mating ritual, not on the counter or the bedroom for that matter." They both look at me with that look again, the one where you would swear, I have a second head growing that I do not know about, when I was saying this. "WHAT?!" They both shout at the same, so early into this relationship and they are already syncing. Well now all that courage and determination I mustered is no longer there, but I since I started it I sure as hell was going to finish it, I will stand my ground. "I said we are not finishing the mating ritual-" I repeat, slower this time, almost condescendingly so, "well, at least not until we are married," I finish of in a sickly-sweet voice.

They both look at me with this cute look on their faces, then they look back to each other, then back to me again well this is now getting slightly weird. They then get on their knees, they actually get on their knees simultaneously, again with the syncing.

It takes a while for my brain to realise that these two idiots, only got on their knees to tie their shoelaces, to tie their f*****g shoelaces, imagine the nerve. The f*****g nerve, to get me all up in my feels and raise my hopes, by getting on their knees at the same time. Well they are so not getting any for a long while, it is not like they are currently getting any, but it is the thought that counts behind it.

Well I hope they are happy now and they can take a long walk of a very short cliff for all I care, right now. I storm off, I do not even know where the hell I am going because that d**k of a mate has yet to show us the layout of his suite, I can hear them laughing at me and it is not just your regular laughing, oh no this is knee-slapping-tears-in-the-eyes kind of laughter. I cannot believe I fell for that, I should have known they would not do that for real just yet, even though mates are technically married after mating as per Lycan Law, we can still choose to get married just for the heck of it.

I am not going to talk or acknowledge; in fact, I will ignore them so hard they will be doubting their own existence by the time I am done with them. They will have to find a way to make it up to me before I start acknowledging them or when my heat comes, I will be forced to, whichever comes first. But I am hopping for the latter hopefully they make it up to within the next two days, because with the amount of power contained in this mating, two days is the most I foresee before I go into heat.

Heat, what a weird and sadistic thing on the part of the Goddess, basically during heat, the scent of the affected mate, which will be me, changes and heightens the arousal of all unmated males, but importantly they have to be of age, basically 16, before they can be affected. Now with the idiots I am mated to that heightened arousal will be unimaginable. From the little I have seen they are in a constant state of arousal, what more when there are pheromones that specifically enhance that state, should be a fun time.

On top of being a walking a walking aphrodisiac, my body will feel like I am being burned inside out and that does not sound like something I would want to experience, does not sound fun at all. The only way to cool my body down and relieve the burning feeling is to have my mate make love to me and mark me, the mark only stays if you are marked by a mate more dominant that you, only then will I be fully sated and my body stop trying to turning itself into pot roast.

There is something that gives me slight comfort, I do not think that those two idiots are aware of it though, is that Taylor also has a high chance of going into heat. The reason why I think Taylor will be right there with me is because he is less dominant than Logan. I know he hates to admit it, apparently a blow to his masculinity of some s**t like that, but when you put him next to Logan he is most definitely the submissive counterpart, so with that logic, he also has to be marked by his dominant mate and obviously since it's Logan we're talking about, Taylor will also be f****d senselessly.