The Librarian and Her Alphas: Chapter 5

“She’s hiding something,” Max says, scratching his head in confusion.

“I think we know why,” Gunnar adds, staring in the direction Lena disappeared, as if willing her to reappear before us.

She has a scent.

Humans aren’t supposed to emit a natural scent like us wolves.

“It can’t be,” I mutter. She wouldn’t live in seclusion without an alpha pack if she were an omega. She would need a wolf pack of her own to survive her heat. Something about Lena and the secrets she’s hiding intrigues me. I want to know more about her, but I know I’ll have to work to get to know her.

Nothing about her makes sense right now.

The storm rages outside, and the lights in the library flicker with the thunder overhead. A flash of lightning crosses the sky, illuminating the trees and whipping wildly in the wind. The tornado should be passing through or already passed, and I hope the building is sturdy enough to withstand the strong winds and pelting rain.

Thirty minutes pass when I realize Lena is not returning to this part of the library. Max is stretched out on the couch, playing on his phone, while Gunnar reads a manual.

Maybe she slept, but I sense that she’s avoiding us. Her nervous behavior and her unwillingness to open up about herself are odd.

The instinct to protect her and ensure she’s okay washes over me.

“We need to talk to her,” I say after contemplating for a while. Standing up from my chair, I stretch, and my joints crack. “She’s avoiding us.”

“If she’s an omega, it doesn’t make sense for her to avoid us,” Gunnar says. “She should want to be knotted and mated. She doesn’t have a pack.”

“And if she does?” Max counters.

“Highly unlikely,” I say, sniffing the air, searching for her fading scent as I walk in the direction she ran off to.

We wander through the library, looking into all the tiny nooks and crannies where Lena may have crawled to hide from the storm and get some sleep. Eventually, we move toward the back of the building and the staff break room.

To my surprise, she’s not in there, but a delicious scent of vanilla wafts towards me from down the hallway.

“There’s her scent. Fuck,” Gunnar says, eyes widening with the realization that we’re dealing with an actual omega. Omegas are rare and even rarer out here without wolf packs for protection.

“Well, goddamn, Damon’s right,” Max says, breathing heavily when he notices her scent floating down the hallway. I sniff the air hungrily and follow the smell all the way to what looks like a storage room just down from the break room.

There’s a light coming from under the door.

The door is closed, but I can hear faint whimpers coming from beyond the wood. Only one person could be emanating such a sweet perfume.

Lena.

I rap sharply on the door, the sound echoing in the small hallway.

“Lena?” I call loudly. “Are you okay in there, honey?”

The whimpers stop momentarily, and Lena’s sweet voice calls back to me.

“I’m fine!” she replies, but my keen hearing picks up that she sounds out of breath. “Just dropped some books, and I’m organizing them.”

I quirk an eyebrow in interest.

“Are you sure?” I ask. “Sounds like you’re struggling in there. Do you need some help?”

“No, I’m fine,” she says, sounding preoccupied with something.

The smell in the hallway strengthens, heady vanilla notes overwhelming my senses.

I can feel Max and Gunnar still behind me as they, too, catch a whiff of Lena’s scent. My nostrils flare as I take a deep breath, and I feel my cock stir behind the zipper of my pants, fascinated and aroused by the delicious smell.

How is it possible that a human could emit such a powerful fragrance?

I’m almost certain that she’s an omega. In all my time as an alpha, and with all the humans I’ve encountered, I’ve never met someone I had such a visceral reaction to.

My pants suddenly tighten, and I quickly unzip, letting my hardening dick swing free. The others are also affected by her.

Gunnar lets out a low growl, and I turn to look at him.

“What?” I ask.

He shakes his head, adjusting himself as his cock tents the front of his pants.

“I just don’t get it,” he mutters. ‘Humans aren’t supposed to smell like this. I couldn’t smell her when I met her in the library earlier today. I’ve never met a human female that I’ve⁠—“

“Wanted to fuck so badly?” Max groans. “I’ve gotta agree with you, man. Something about the way she smells is driving me crazy. I can almost taste her sweet pussy on my tongue.”

She’s affecting all three of us alphas. Only an omega can make an alpha drop to his knees for her.

“Do you think she just sprayed a bunch of perfume everywhere? We need to make sure before we scare her,” Gunnar suggests.

“It’s her,” I grunt as I palm myself. “Her natural scent.”

“Fuck, I just want to eat her,” Max growls, his mind on the rut that’s bound to happen.

She whimpers again. I turn back to the door, breathing hard, wondering what to do and how to approach her with this.

I suddenly notice the gap between the door and the doorframe.

The storage room is old, and the wood has warped over time, creating a space big enough to see through, even with the door closed. I lean forward to peek through the opening, unable to help myself. I am curious about this omega and the effect she has on my pack and me.

My eyes widen at the sight before me.

Lena is sitting on the storeroom floor, her legs spread wide open and her fingers plunging in and out of her drenched pussy. Her head is thrown back in ecstasy, and she thrusts her hips in time with the movement of her hand.

“Oh God,” she whines, dragging her fingers out from her hole and spreading her pussy lips.

“She’s touching herself,” I breathe. Max and Gunnar crowd around me urgently to see what she’s doing. I have the best view from where I’m standing.

My mouth waters as I see the pink of her cunt, shiny and glistening with her arousal. I instantly grip my hard cock as I watch.

She drags her fingers around her opening and up towards her clit, flicking and pinching the hard little nub before rubbing it vigorously, then shoving her fingers back inside herself, her back arching at the sensation.

“Fuck,” Max whispers. “Look at that gorgeous pussy.”

Her pussy lets out a squelch, her juices coating her fingers and dripping onto the floor. She’s so wet, and her inner thighs, glistening with her arousal, shine under the weak fluorescent light hanging from the ceiling.

“Oh,” she moans, scissoring her fingers inside her cunt, making sure to rub the sensitive spot within. She gasps at the feeling as I rub my cock up and down, breathing heavily.

She continues to finger-fuck herself, unaware that I’m standing a few feet away with an aching cock that had hardened like steel the moment I smelled her.

She looks delicious, ripe for fucking, and it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to burst in there and shove my rod deep inside what would undoubtedly be a slick and fertile pussy. Instead, my hand is inside my pants as I continue to stroke myself, the tip of my cock already leaking precum.

Gunnar stiffens, his gaze laser-focused on Lena’s hand between her legs, while Max lets out a groan and begins to rub himself over his pants.

A small wet patch appears on his crotch the moment he touches himself, and I’m glad to know that I’m not the only one so fucking turned on by Lena’s behavior.

“Fucking hell, baby girl,” Max murmurs, his breaths becoming labored as he strokes himself.

Gunnar doesn’t move, his erection straining against the front of his jeans, yet he doesn’t touch it. He just continues to watch Lena, soaking in the frenzied movements of her hand and the little whimpers she lets out.

Lena pulls down the front of her dress, exposing her creamy tits.

“What the…” growls Gunnar.

She tugs on her nipple with her other hand, and I fucking lose it completely, rubbing up and down maniacally, holding back my urge to rut her.

Her nipples are pink and rosy, just begging for my tongue and teeth to lick and nip at them. She moans while pinching her nipples and her sounds shoot straight to my cock.

She has no idea we’re watching her.

And the thought turns me on even more.

I fist my cock in my hand and begin to stroke myself more earnestly. Precum leaks from the tip, and I use it as lube while I masturbate.

I’ve always been proud of my size, but now I want nothing more than to watch Lena take it in her pussy and have it stretch her out. I don’t care that we are in a public library where anyone could walk in. All I care about is watching Lena pleasure herself.

Nothing else matters at this moment.

I want to watch her cum. I need it like I need my next breath.

If I were in there with her, I would be rutting while she’s on all fours, shoving my cock into her while pulling her head back by her hair, baring her neck for me.

Her cunt would be hot and tight, so drenched with her desire for me that it would be hard not to cum instantly. When I did cum, I would be sure to knot deep inside her, spilling my hot load into her fertile womb. And even after I came, I would continue fucking her, milking her for every last drop of pleasure she could take.

My balls tighten, and my dick gets impossibly harder as I imagine fucking her ass as well. She spreads her legs even wider as she leans back, giving us a good view of her little asshole.

As I stare at her tiny hole, I wonder if she’s ever had an alpha’s dick inside it. It doesn’t look like it, judging by the way her tight asshole puckers with every clench of her delicious pussy.

She looks like she’s an anal virgin, but with me, she won’t be that way for long. I would take every hole and make it mine.

“Fucking beautiful,” Max says, breathing harder, and I know he’s thinking the same thing.

Lena cries out when her orgasm washes over her, her pussy flooding with her arousal and soaking the floor beneath her.

I grit my teeth as I watch her, not quite ready to cum yet despite the scene before me. I need just one more moment to admire her. Her breasts are heaving with each breath she takes and her cunt spasming around nothing as she comes down from her high.

I’m desperate to fill her with my seed and impregnate her. This omega needs to be knotted and bred immediately.