Romance: Dystopian Post Apocalyptic Romance 5: The Alphas: The Alphas Attack (paranomal menage romance wmw) Read Free Page B

side of him and began kissing and stroking his chest, stomach, and cock. Whatever calm he had recovered was quickly shattered again and he was soon breathing hard.
    Giggling Rebecca crawled higher up the bed and straddled his face, as if getting ready for 69. “Are you ready?” she said.
    He nodded and she lowered her pussy against his mouth. He started sucking and licking his hands looking for a grip on her hips and legs. She tipped her head back and moaned.
    “That looks like fun,” Rita said. “Is there room for two on this ride?” She straddled his hips and rubbed up against his rigid cock. He nodded, still eagerly delving his tongue deep into Rebecca’s pussy.
    “I think that was a yes,” Rebecca said breathlessly. “Oh, he’s really good at this. Come here, I want to touch you.”
    Matt couldn’t see much but he could feel Rita shifting her weight and then a warm, soft hand was guiding him into her pussy. He groaned.
    “I’ll say,” Rita said. “He’s amazing. She swivelled her hips and turned some of her attention to her sister who was still trying to touch her breasts.
    Rebecca knew all her sister’s hotspots and it didn’t take her long to have her twin panting and moaning, which was a good thing because the situation was just too much for Matt to handle and he hit his peak, blowing his load deep inside Rita.
    “Oh hell yes,” she said, and then she too climaxed, squeezing Matt’s cock as he shuddered through the longest, hardest, cum-release he’d ever experienced.
    It was another minute or two before Rebecca tossed her head back and shouted, “Oh yes, right there, right there!”
    Matt kept licking as her juices started running fast and hot. When they had collapsed on the bed on either side of him, panting, he wiped his face. “Who’s up for a quick shower?” he said.

V.
     
    They were at the table, wrapped in towels, eating dry tuna on buns, when Damian walked in. He took in the situation in a single glance and fought to keep his smile in check. It was a fight he won, thankfully, and he strode across the living room, blocking the kitchen doorway before any of them could escape the room. Since Rebecca or Rita or both could easily have bolted in the time it took him to cross the room he assumed they wanted to hear what he had to say.
    “A decision has been made. Finish eating and get dressed, you all have a lot of work to do. Matt you will be helping to fortify the front gate. Ladies you will be helping to finish the wall under the supervision of Ryan and Sean.”
    “That’s a lot of responsibility for two Alphas you hardly know,” Matt said.
    “If either one of them tries anything even remotely suspicious they will both be shot, on the spot, no questions, and no second chances. And if you think for a moment that I’m bluffing, or that either of them will hesitate to carry out their orders, you’re thinking wrong. Ryan and Sean are waiting outside. I suggest you hurry and get dressed.”
    When Damian was gone Matt said, “He can’t do that. This isn’t a prison! This isn’t a dictatorship.”
    Rita laid a hand over his. “Matt, it’s okay. We’re not going to break any rules so we’ll be fine. Damian is trying to keep everyone here safe. He’s right not to trust us yet. We’ll work hard and we’ll prove ourselves to him. Let’s not keep them waiting.”
    The house had belonged to a middle-aged couple so the clothes weren’t quite the right size for Rita and Rebecca but they were clean and newer and sturdy so they got dressed without complaint. Matt threw his own clothes back on and went outside while the girls were still getting ready. Ryan and Sean were waiting on the front steps.
    “So, do you have your head on straight now?” Ryan said.
    “Easy for you two to say. You’ve been fucking Pauline for weeks!”
    Sean stepped away from the wall. “You’d better watch your mouth, boy.”
    Ryan blocked Sean with an arm. “Hey, he’s got a point. He’s been watching