Protected By The Alphas
Chapter One – Wolves Below the Window
Molly was alone again. She stared out the window and into the grey sheet of rain as she thought about her life as a housewife.
She was twenty-two and married to a man that was supposed to be her dream-come-true. Jared was her high school crush, a millionaire, and was so hot the ladies called him a walking sex machine. The only problem was that he never around. He only slept with her once and that was during their honeymoon. After that, it was like she was never married at all.
She knew it couldn’t be her looks. Molly was five-feet-four with long legs, long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. She could have been a model or an actress but all she did these days was mope in Jared’s mansion.
Well, she used to mope around until she noticed the two workers that would come in every evening. There was Gavin, Jared’s secretary and all-around butler, and there was the gardener, Tom. She only saw them once or twice a day but there was something a little off about each one of them.
One thing was for sure: they were hot. Gavin was the taller of the two, standing nearly six-feet-five while Tom was an inch or two shorter. Both had jet black hair and dark brown eyes but where Gavin was fair and built like a well-oiled muscle machine Tom was more laid-back, like a surfer. Tom’s hair was long and loose while Gavin kept his brushed up.
Both men were handsome, steaming hot, and desirable. There were times when Molly pondered if Jared placed them there for a reason. After all, the mansion was thirty miles away from the nearest city and was isolated near a forest. There were times when Molly could hear the distant roars of a river and waterfall accompanied by the lonesome howls of wolves.
If it weren’t for Tom and Gavin she’d be frightened out of her wits staying in this big house mostly by herself.
With that thought in mind she felt a little less lonely, a little less forlorn. She smiled to herself and crept up to the bed and snuggled herself underneath the satin sheets. Before long she fell asleep to the rhythmic drops of the evening rain.
She woke in the middle of the night to the sound of growling and thrashing. Molly jumped out of the bed and flung the windows open. Down below, in the open yard underneath her wing of the mansion, she saw two large grey wolves battling a bear.
The rain slammed down heavy and the wind howled in tandem with the cries of the wolves. One wolf was slightly larger but they both seemed formidable and strong.
But then the bear rushed in and swung its claws with murderous intent. It hit one of the wolves on the shoulder, sending the animal crashing to the bushes. The larger wolf howled and within seconds a small pack of four wolves burst from the tree line.
The alpha wolf led the charge. He remained in front of the bear, keeping its attention as the smaller wolves leaped in and nipped at the bear’s legs, back, and neck. They never attacked for long, simply dodging in for small bites.
All of a sudden the other lead wolf reappeared from the bushes, the blood from his wound dripping and mixing in with the puddle of rain underneath his paws.
The pack split in two, two wolves per alpha. They worked together, dancing around the bear until it grew exhausted and dizzy. Small bites might not hurt it instantly but as time drew on Molly noticed it was losing a lot of blood. Strength and will sapped out of the bear until it finally crashed down.
Both alphas howled in triumph. The pack dragged the carcass away from the house and back into the darkness of the forest.
Molly stood there by the window, amazed but not afraid. Even when the wind and rain died she felt a strange sense of awe overcome her and she felt warm inside, like she was drawn to the sight of two strong wolves overcoming an even larger foe.
With mixed emotions she shut the windows tight and crawled back into bed, only this time she fell asleep with a warm feeling stirring inside her.
In her dreams, Molly saw the wolves enter her room. She saw them jump on her bed as she lie naked and exposed. She felt them snuggle closer to her and their warmth flooded over her, drowning her with a strong sensation of lust.
But then one gazed straight into her eyes. Mesmerized, she didn’t even notice that the wolves had transformed into the shapes of men. She could not make out their faces but they were on her, around her, and over her.
She felt their arms and hands roam across her body like an open field. She felt them cup her breasts and she cooed when she felt their warm lips press against her neck and back. Molly squirmed as they began to squeeze her in between each other, each one taking turns to dominate her loins with their lavish tongues.
A fire exploded inside her and soon the world swirled as if it had gone mad. The two males kissed each other but their eyes were on her, their hands were on her, and soon she joined them as their lips all interlocked.
When one was kissing the other she would bend down and take his manhood in her mouth. She switched between the two as they continue to passionately fondle each other.
But then the taller man-wolf decided to take her at last. She felt him push her to her knees and then to all fours and he took her from behind. Molly moaned aloud as she felt his member break through the lips of her vulva and penetrate through her walls. Her loins burned with pain and passion merging into one.
The other man-wolf took this advantage and remained in front of her. She opened her mouth and he drove his manhood into her mouth, which she lavishly took like a hungry animal. Molly was now a queen between two alpha wolves.
Suddenly, the one in front blew his seed deep inside her throat and as he withdrew the remaining drops dripped from her lips. The man-wolf smiled and she saw his fangs glisten, as if the sight of his seed on her made him lust for her even more.
Almost immediately this was followed by the alpha behind her. She felt him explode from within and the rich warmth of his seed overflowed deep inside the crevice of her pussy.
Yet they weren’t done… not until she too had reached her own climax. The two man-wolves laid her down on her bed and each laid down beside her. As she spread her legs, submitting herself to the two shadowy figures, they reached down and began fondling her with their fingertips.
At first it was mellow but soon they began to go faster and add more pressure to their touch. Before long she could no longer contain the knot that had built up inside her and she exploded. With her eyes closed and her mouth gaping open in ecstasy, her juices squirted down her legs and onto the bed.
When Molly opened her eyes, she was awake in her bedroom, alone. When she turned to the side, she realized the window was open.