The Crimson Pack

~7~

Just a quick authors note: currently listening to Hamilton. Also: A bit of smut

EDIT 3/2023: omg why did you say that??????? now you look so cringe :(

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At 5 a.m. the alarm starts going off. I hear it turn off and try to get up groggily. Key word; try. As soon as I get up, I get pulled right back down by a tanned forearm the size of a log. I squirm, causing the person to growl. 

"Jesus fuck, just don't move." Micah rumbles, his voice even deeper from sleep. My eyes pop open and I stare into sleepy brown eyes. I can feel and hear two forms crawl on the bed from the dark. One flops down and slithers the rest of the way and the other climbs on top of me and Micah. I realize it's Hayden and Dallas from their coat color. Hayden licks my nose and I gag.

"Eww." I shove him off me easily, causing him to trip over the sleepy form of Jonah and falls off the bed. I start laughing, and Jonah bolts up.

"What the hell." He says, his voice groggy. Micah lets go of me and starts fighting and pushing Dallas away. I start laughing in earnest now, rolling around trying to contain myself. Jonah looks at me and yanks me up so that I'm straddling his hips. Luckily I'm still in my clothes from last night, and it seems like he's wearing pants and a tank top. I stop laughing and look up at him under my eyelashes. He smirks at me and kisses me. On. The. Lips. It catches me off guard and I gasp, causing him to deepen the kiss and stick his tongue in my mouth. I start to do the same, and he wraps his lips hesitantly around my tongue. 

We hear a throat clear and separate, looking at each other before I slide off his lap and onto the floor. 

"Where's my good morning kiss?" Dallas asks in a deep voice, only a small section of the blanket covering his lower half.  

"Yeah, and who wakes up at 5 in the morning?" Micah questions, one of his arms covering his eyes and laying down. 

"I do. And you'll get your kisses after I brush my teeth." I tell them as I walk into the bathroom, hearing groans following me. As I brush my teeth- with my finger again- I go over all they taught me last night before I fell asleep.

"So, what would you like to go over first?" Hayden had asked, laying out my textbook, some pencils, and a notebook. 

"Maybe the pack dynamics? I've heard the terms 'Alpha' being thrown around but don't really understand other than they're the leader." 

We had spent close to 3 hours just going over the basics of pack life; pack dynamics, what mates are, rejection, the packs of the US, and knotting.

I brush my hair, putting it into a low ponytail and putting on a new layer of deodorant before walking out, seeing that it's still dark in my bedroom. I go over to the light switch, flipping it up and hearing groans and mumbles come from the pile on top of my bed. Micah in particular seems to not be a morning person, pushing Dallas off the bed completely and using the blanket to snuggle up.

"You asshole!" Dallas yelps, groaning as he pulls himself up with the help of the bedframe. I giggle a bit as he glares at his friend, rubbing at his hip. I take the time to look at his sculpted back, looking like warm marble. I notice he must have pulled on boxers while I was in the bathroom and try to squelch the disappointment that arises. 

He gives one last grumble before he turns to me, most likely seeing the small smile on my lips. "So you think that's funny, hmm?" He asks tauntingly, coming closer to me in slow and deliberate movements.

"Why I would never!" I scoff, trying to cough away the laugh that threatens to bubble up. He stands in front of me, slowly placing his hands on my shoulder and letting them run down my body until he gets to my lower back, where he hooks them behind me and tugs me closer to him so that we're chest to chest. He lowers his head before his mouth clashes with mine, our teeth grazing each others as he delves into my mouth, using one of his hands to tilt my head to where he wants it. 

I try to keep up, moaning a bit whenever he gives a playful nip to my lips. I feel the air around us shift a bit and feeling calloused hands roam my upper body. Another set of lips attach themselves to my collarbone, making me let out a whimper as I feel myself getting wet. 

"Do you want this Dana?" Hayden huffs in my ear. I detach my lips momentarily from Dallas'.

"Yes." Dallas' eyes get more heated and he tilts my head to the right so he can claim the other side of my neck. I feel the suction and his, barely noticing when Hayden unbuckles the top of my overalls. 

I feel the air hit my mid-drift before Hayden and Dallas pull my t-shirt over my head before continuing with their assault. I look over Dallas' head, seeing Micah and Jonah laying on my bed, looking at me with hungry eyes. Micah takes the time to purposefully readjust himself, letting me see the large tent in his flannel pants. 

I throw my head up as I feel a warm mouth attach itself to my right nipple and rolling the other between his fingers. I feel a small gush of warm fluid exit me and a groan from Dallas brings my attention back to him. His large hands circle my hips and grip them.

"What w-was that." I stutter as my knees become weaker with each passing second. 

"That's your body getting itself ready to take our cocks." He grumbles, I gasp once again as his large hands grip my cheeks and hold them, testing the weight. He gives a small moan and slides down to the floor, his gray eyes now becoming a stark silver. 

The hands on my upper body disappear as Dallas lifts me and tosses me onto the plush bed, where I'm almost immediately attacked from all angles. The slow caresses from earlier have now turned frantic as animalistic sounds emerge from all of them. The bottom of my overalls get yanked off and my panties get tossed to the side. I can barely feel the embarrassment of not shaving before I feel a warm tongue lapping at my center and another pair of lips nipping at my thighs. I throw my head back onto the pillows and place a shaky hand over my mouth to stop the screams of pleasure from being released.

"Uh uh Baby Girl, let us hear everything." Micah says as Jonah takes my hand away from my mouth, placing it dangerously close to the tent in his pants. A zing of heat rushes through my and I look up at him from blurry eyes.

Mate, pleasure. My wolf purrs. My mouth waters slightly and I reach towards him with my hand, placing it firmly over his hidden erection and gently pawing at it.

"Hmmm," he grunts, "does my baby want something?" He quirks an eyebrow in challenge. I huff a bit before tensing as I feel something building in my stomach. "Hold it." He commands, taking initiative as he slips down his pants and boxers revealing himself. He holds eye contact as he leans down and lets a dribble of spit fall from his mouth into my hands. I quickly grasp him, making him hiss in pleasure. 

I writhe uncontrollably on my mattress, trying to stop my orgasm from taking me down before Jonah gets his pleasure. I feel a labored breath next to my face and teeth attach to my earlobe, tugging on it. "Just like that Honey, up and down, alright, now rub your thumb on the tip of it. Just a little bit more pressure and twist a bit. Perfect." He purrs in my ears, licking the shell of it. 

Jonah looks down at us and growls, his covered chest heaving up and down. He bites his full bottom lip and tilts his head back. I feel my own orgasm approach and I go faster, taking special care to rub him harder on the underside. Withing seconds his member pulses and he cums, long ropes of semen hitting my arm and blanket. He gives me a dark look before ordering my to cum.

I let out a long whine, feeling my toes curl and my world tilt. I can feel my overheated body spasm and my back arch. The tongue still continues its harassment on my overstimulated nub and I whimper, making them back off. 

Dallas looks up at me with my wetness running down his chin and a feral look in his eye as he licks his lips. Before he can open his mouth to say anything, my alarms begins blaring again, signaling that it was 5:30. 

"Dammit."