The Challenge Two Alphas, One Girl

Chapter 50: Cosy by the Campfire

Thaddeus’ POV

There were no words to describe how thrilled and relieved I was that my delectable little Friday was in my arms in my room in my home in Berryndale. Nothing could feel more right. I squeezed her a bit. She sighed happily. Maze was going through my closet. I wondered what he was looking for. His face lit up. He had found whatever it was. He brandished them to show me. He had grabbed up five of my silk ties.

“You wanna borrow some ties? Um, sure, Bro, that’s cool,” I said, trying to hide how odd I thought it was.

Maze snorted with laughter. “No, Thaddeus! These are for little Friday.”

Friday blushed furiously and hid her face in my chest. I could smell her arousal but nothing was happening yet. I was slow on the uptake this time.

“One tie for each wrist and ankle and one to use as a blindfold,” explained an excited Maze, licking his lips. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Over the next few moments, my beautiful Luna was the focal point of the room. We kissed, licked and nibbled every inch of her gleaming golden skin as we shed her clothes. Her skin began to flush with excitement. I smirked and so did Maze. He made her lie on her tummy as we tied her wrists and ankles, one to each of the four posts on the bed. She stiffened, lying completely naked on her tummy with her derriere in the air.

“You ok, lovely little Luna?” I murmured soothingly as I stroked her lower back with my palms making her shiver.

She nodded. “I’m just worried someone will…smell that we’re all in here together.” I laughed uproariously and Friday giggled. “She’s just pulling a fast one to get out of her spanking!” Added Maze. She looked indignant, blushing. “I am most certainly not!” Friday whined. “Eleven instead of ten for lying,” Maze said. “What?” Protested Friday. “Twelve then,” responded Maze.

I stifled my laughter. Friday groaned, burying her beautiful face in the pillow. I was curious to see her reactions. I put the blindfold on my pretty little Friday. She bit her lip. The smell of her arousal was filling the room. She put her face in the pillow again.

“Ready, Baby?” Said Maze raising his palm in the air. “Yes, Daddies,” came Friday’s muffled reply. My wolf purred.

Maze smacked her ass just hard enough to make her cheeks quiver and jiggle. She gave a little squeal of surprise. I pressed my palm against her entrance. She was soaking wet and her juices coated my hand. I licked my hand. Delicious. Sweet little Friday was really turned on by this. The next spanking made her groan loudly. The third, fourth and fifth were administered in quick succession eliciting tiny whimpers. Maze kissed one pink butt cheek caressing it and I kissed and caressed the other. She moaned. Maze spanked her once more and then glanced at me with a questioning look.

“You remember your safe word, don’t you, little Goddess?” I asked.

Islapped her ass with as little torce as possible. She bit her lip. I smacked it a little harder and then harder still. Her thighs were clamped together. She squirmed, thrashing a little against the ties. The fourth made her ass jiggle and you could hear my palm connect with her round ass. Her cheeks were bright red. She had raised up a little so she was crouching on her knees with her butt up in the air. The fifth smack elicited a squeal and the sixth a shriek. She came silently, shuddering, thrashing against the ties. She went limp lying motionless on her tummy. I kissed her butt cheeks rubbing my face against one of them. Maze had been rubbing her shoulders the entire time.

We untied her and took her to my master bathroom. She wanted a normal bath without bubbles. I stripped out of my clothes and got into the bath with Friday sitting between my legs, her back resting against my chest. Maze got in too, facing Friday. He pressed his lips against Friday’s lips and nuzzled her.

Friday turned around and nuzzled me. I chuckled at her enthusiasm for nuzzling.

“Who’s ready for camping?” I said. Friday squealed “Me!” While Maze raised both hands in the air and shook them like…well you know the rest.

That evening, I drove Maze and little Friday to the Berryndale camping sight I had loved the most as a kid. The crescent moon bathed everything in her silver light. The forest was alive with the sounds of all the nocturnal forest animals. Owls hooted as the swooped down to the forest floor, searching for prey. Crickets chirped. There were even a few bats squeaking as they fluttered about in the darkness. It was dusk. The sun’s last few rays streaked orange and pink across the encroaching dark blue of the sky. Maze and I set up the tent and Friday gathered firewood even though she was told not to and that we would do it. That was the trouble of a true blue Luna like my Friday, they were not required to listen to Alphas ever and they never did.

“Tada!” Exclaimed Friday, showing us the campfire she was not in charge of. Where has she gotten matches?

“I rubbed dry sticks together! I used to live in the woods by myself, remember!” She said proudly.

Maze flinched, probably feeling guilty as he was the Marigold Alpha and her mistreatment in his pack had driven her to the woods. I felt uncomfortable too thinking about an eighteen-year-old Friday spending two years living alone in a cottage in the woods, fending for herself.

We need to talk seriously, said Maze to me in a private mind-link. I raised my eyebrows at him. About? About sharing Friday? He said hesitantly. Like officially? Is that even possible?

Well no one can command Friday that’s for sure. We both chuckled at my words. And well, as Alphas we could demand it be ok.

But we already agreed on the challenge? Said Maze. Right, which ends with Friday’s decree of who she has chosen, I said. What is she chooses? Maze said.

I looked at little Friday who was crawling into the tent although it was large enough and with a high enough entrance to simply walk-through. I smirked. My little soft-hearted Friday. We had never explicitly asked her if she enjoyed being shared as it seemed an obvious desire the closer she became with each of us.

The sun had disappeared. Darkness fell. I added to Friday’s fire to keep it going strong. I followed Friday into the tent. Maze entered the tent also.

“This is amazing!” Squeaked Friday, looking around. The tent was pretty large with a red interior. There were soft fabrics covering the floor and we had naa peen covered with quilts ana pillows. I nere were three dean dag chairs for sitting at maze s request. Who would have thought the serious Alpha had a thing for bean bag chairs? They were gold, red and white.

Maze sat in the white one and little Friday bounced on the gold one. I sank into the red one.

“Maze is going to make his famous hotdogs!” I announced. “YAY!” Squealed Friday clapping her hands expecting them to be good. Maze narrowed his eyes but laughed.

We roasted marshmallows around the campfire because Friday wanted dessert before dinner. Friday smushed a huge soft white roasted marshmallow between two big gram crackers with a chunk of chocolate added. A perfect s’more. She ate it and gave me a thumbs-up. Maze actually did roast the hotdogs extremely carefully this time under my supervision. I had a portable stove top and I caramelised some onions on top of it. I had brought home-made relish too. I also made chilli. We made about a dozen chilli cheese hotdogs and half a dozen regular ones. All the hotdogs were finished in under an hour. Friday crawled into the mound of quilts in the corner of the tent. She was totally obscured by them.

Maze crept up to the bundle of quilts and tried to grab what he presumed was Friday underneath. He ended up with an armful of quilts and pillows. I spotted Friday crawling away sneakily on the other side of the tent. I laughed and so did Maze. Friday giggled.

When it was time to sleep Friday slept between Maze and me. She wiggled about under the blankets putting her leg over my waist. She opened her eyes peaking at me.

“I can’t sleep,” she mumbled. Friday’s POV

Sleeping between my two Alphas was torture. Their body heat and delicious smells kept my wolf awake. She kept barking orders at me explaining how to entice them so we could be marked and mated.

Don’t you want their pups?

I wanted to sleep. I tossed and turned. Maze was very still but I felt he was awake. Thaddeus was blatantly awake watching me contort myself like a circus performer.

“I can’t sleep,” I said, pouting for Thaddeus.

He grinned and his lips came crashing down on mine. My wolf yipped in surprise and then howled with delight. Thaddeus’ lips coaxed mine open. His tongue caressed mine as his hands roamed my body leaving goosebumps in their wake. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I rolled so that I was straddling him on top and the huge alpha was under me. I could feel his excitement poking my thigh. Maze stirred. Suddenly I felt Maze’s arms snake around me from behind and his lips grazed my ear. My wolf was purring.

Maze reached for the hem of my nightgown sliding it upwards revealing my skin to the cold night air. I barely felt it though because the alphas’ heat surrounded me. Maze lifted the garment over my head and tossed it aside. I was in nothing but a thin cotton panty with my breasts bare, my n*****s erect and my areolae pebbling. I moaned. I blushed in embarrassment. I should have known better than to wear anything other than lingerie. Obviously the two alphas would be seeing it. My underwear was patterned with pink cats. Maze laughed wholeheartedly. Before I could defend my choice of underwear, his lips found mine. He moaned into my mouth as Thaddeus’ mouth latched onto my left n****e. I squealed into

Maze’s mouth. Thaddeus’ continued to suck on my left n****e, taking almost the entire breast into his large hot mouth while his hand kneaded my right breast, thumbing my right nipple.

The cotton undies were damp. I whimpered. Maze ripped them off, shredding them. I gave a little shriek of surprise and then I felt it, the most wonderful sensation thus far. Both of my Alphas pressed their seluea nus engorgea member Decween my Dutt Cheeks. I convuised a little as they siia against me, teasing me on both side without entering me. It was maddening. My breathing hitched. My skin flushed. My moans left me before I was aware of them. My mind was foggy as the Alphas rubbed against me while four hands roamed my naked form, their rough hot palms caressing me. I was dripping onto Thaddeus’ lower torso underneath me. His d**k was wet with my juices. My lips found his. I felt Maze’s pre-cum dribble out and slide down the sides of my inner cheeks. My thighs quivered.

Maze pushed me gently down onto Thaddeus’ chest. Thaddeus gripped me, cradling my head to his chest snugly, my cheek was flat against one of his pectorals. There was no space between our three torsos now. Every inch of me was pressed against Thaddeus below me and Maze above me as they both thrusted gently, sliding their c***s against my wet openings. The pressure in my torso was unbearable and desperately needed to be released. I whimpered helplessly pinned between their huge hot hard bodies. They worked me into a frenzy, my limbs trembling. I came, screaming. I heard the satisfied grunts of my alphas as I squirted my juices all over them and they spurted their seed onto me. This was pushing it ridiculously close with semen splattered on my outer folds and between my butt cheeks. They were hard again in an instant and resumed the sweet torture. I could not take anymore teasing and I marvelled at both of my Alphas’ control.

My wolf snatched my consciousness from the forefront like being dragged out of the driver’s seat by someone behind you in the passenger’s seat. It was the weirdest sensation.

“Mark me,” I heard myself whisper. My Alphas stiffened. They were still listening, thinking they had heard wrong.

Maze growled from behind me nipping my ear. Thaddeus grasped my chin and pulled my face towards him. I knew he would see my black eyes.

Ezra’s POV

The intense aroma emanating from the tent was proof enough of how preoccupied the Alphas and their Luna must be. I tailed the two novices that were sent to monitor Friday and report back to my father, Ezekiel, on weaknesses in the guard.

“They’re camping,” I heard Spiel whisper to his comrade.

Spiel was a disgustingly arrogant new recruit who all but begged to become a vampire. He had been using his newfound powers to grope unsuspecting human women on their way home. I had stopped him last night from forcing his way into the home of one of these women when she had been bringing in her groceries. I had to stop myself from killing him then. Spiel was a nickname. He kept his real name a secret. One of his flashy gold chains had a G on it but that could be for anything.

His comrade was nicknamed Barn. What was with these new recruits and their weird nicknames. So sketchy. I had left my warm bed with Raelynn for this nonsense. I wanted to see Friday up close though to see if the resemblance was uncanny as I thought it was. There were slight differences though. Friday seemed to have larger eyes and Raelynn had poutier lips. Raelynn had a cute mole near her left eye. My Raelynn was adopted. I had to investigate Friday properly. It was a long-shot but what the heck. Vampires did not have fated mates but we did have what we called destinies. Raelynn was my destiny, meaning from the moment I saw her, I knew we were meant to be together and I was predestined to be hers. It was a very similar concept but vampires and werewolves would rather eat garlic and become vegan respectively rather than admit that they had similarities. Raelynn was vegan actually. A Vegan and a Vampire. I could not make this s**t up. She loved animals and so did Friday! Friday had a cat! Sunday? Or Monday or something? I had seen it! I knew I was reaching but I wanted to know for sure.

Barn had his hair long and plaited down his back while Spiel had his shortly cropped. They were both snorting stunt in their room. Iney were roommates. Barn was not a nuge pervert like Spiei put ne enjoyed listening to Spiel’s gross plans, snickering at the most depraved ideas. They had had no respect for human women when they had been humans and they had even less now that they were vampires. I did not want them in the house with Raelynn there. I was a born vampire, not made. I had bitten Raelynn as per her request and nothing had happened. She just did not become like me, a vampire. Something was missing from this puzzle.

Barn whispered, “They’re certainly busy! Let’s kill them while they’re distracted!”

“Yeah!” Said Spiel. “Imagine how richly we’d be rewarded if we killed the alphas and didn’t even need to kidnap the Luna.”

Barn snickered. “We’ll kidnap her anyway though after we kill her alphas. I heard she’s pretty,”

I stifled a hiss but my eyes glowed red, the way a werewolf’s eyes turn black when angry enough. I wanted to laugh too. Did these made-vampires think they could kill two born-werewolves, Alphas! Were they insane? Had they ever even looked up the word alpha in the dictionary? Why did they think killing one would be easy?

The two idiots actually approached the tent. I did not even have to foil this plan myself. I was seething though. I didn’t want to wait. As they neared the mouth of the tent, I stepped on some dry leaves purposefully making a crunching noise.

Friday’s POV

My alphas looked like they were contemplating marking me. My sneaky wolf was happy. She had snatched control from me. Where had she been all these years if she was so powerful? Why had she been buried? My Alphas stiffened again but they were not looking at me anymore. My wolf whimpered.

They moved like lightning. They dressed and Maze put the nightgown over my head. I pulled it on. They were gone. Huh.

Stay in the tent Thaddeus’ voice.

I scrambled out of the tent. Were they ok?I spotted Thaddeus and Maze and two others. The strange men had red eyes and dark circles under them. They bared their long, pointed fangs. Igasped and the intruders looked at me smiling. Vampires! Unfriendly ones. One of the vampires dove towards me.