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Misty wasn’t surprised when everyone's mating cycles returned. She’d tried to mention the possibility a variety of times to a variety of people, but was always met with an eye roll or a dispassionate “we’ll talk about it later.” So when Mari refused to leave her hut or explain why one spring morning, the team was woefully underprepared for any sort of solution, least of all Nat, who (like most betas) was eager to not discuss heats or ruts. As usual, Misty had to be the one to do something. With the help of Tai, a new hut (which would be labeled the “hump hut” by Mari once she was out of her own heat) was constructed next to the lake; this way, the affected teammate got some much needed privacy and the rest of the team could pretend nothing was happening. Misty was eager to be the one to deliver the meals to the hut. Despite what a few passing comments from Van implied (“Sampling your options after Coach left?”), Misty really just wanted to help her teammates. Heats and ruts are natural, and she’s always there for a teammate in need. Any of her own physical reactions were just a… byproduct.
Mari left her heat, Melissa entered her rut, and the hump hut had become a normal part of wilderness living. Misty’s heat was the Sword of Damocles over her head; summer was starting and she still hadn’t had hers. She was happy to hear her fellow teammates were going back into their cycles – “it’s a part of a healthy lifestyle!” she insisted to Mari on the second day of her heat when she certainly did not want to hear it – but the thought of her own heat coming back formed a pit in her stomach. Who would bring her meals when she was in heat? Would she just be a burden to the team? Would everyone be disgusted at the sight of her, at the idea that Misty Quigley had a heat cycle, like anyone would ever want to help her with it? She remembers back in civilization the day she forgot to take her suppressants and the bullying that ensued, the accusations that it was on purpose to attract any alpha who would take her. She didn’t want that again.
Luckily, Misty was not the next person to go into heat. Unluckily, the distinct smell of alpha came from two different huts that summer morning: Shauna’s and Tai’s. From her hut, Misty was able to make out a hushed conversation between Nat and Van:
“Tai could just stay in our hut. I certainly don’t care.”
“I know you don’t care Van, but everyone else does, and there are people who would be distracted–”
“Well anyone would be distracted, she’s smoking hot–”
“And you might not have the sense to use protection. We can’t have another pregnancy. Her and Shauna should stay together in the hut.”
Nat doesn’t have to say why it would be different with Shauna; they all remember her first pregnancy. If anyone would have sense, it would be her.
“...Fine. Fine. Once Tai’s better, we can get her help building another hump hut.”
A sigh. “...Please. Stop calling it that.”
Vans cackle permeates and the tension is broken. Misty smiles to herself; two people to take help care of! A win in her book!
–
When Misty trots down to the hut to bring Shauna and Tai lunch, Shauna is pacing, the anger in her scent obvious from yards away. Misty smiles hesitantly when Shauna’s eyes latch onto her, a smile that is not returned as the alpha strides over. She stops a few feet away from Misty, but not far enough for Misty to not see her hard-on through her pants, her hands getting sweaty holding the bowls of soup she was sent to deliver. It’s natural, Misty reassures herself. Don’t make it weird.
“Do you seriously expect me and Tai to stay together during our heats?” Shauna’s clenched jaw growls out the words, catching Misty off guard.
“Well, Nat said–” Shauna scoffs “--that it would be less distracting for everyone, if you were both–”
“A fucking beta gets to decide where we go during our ruts? Misty, you’re smart enough, you know alphas shouldn’t be together in heats, her scent is driving me insane.” Misty shifts her weight back and forth, offhandedly thinking Shauna's scent might drive her insane too.
“I, well, I know from my own research alphas can get irritable in close proximity of each other during ruts, but Nat said it would be safer and less distracting for everyone–”
“Are you her fucking dog? Jesus, distracting, who–” Shauna is still talking, her hands gesturing wildly, triceps flexed. Shauna’s hands are bigger than Misty’s, she notes, and her smell is so strong when she's angry, and–
Two things happen at once. Shauna, who likely realized that Misty was no longer listening, snaps her fingers in front of Misty’s face. The startled blonde perks up, tightens her grip on her bowls, and feels a sudden wetness leak from her cunt. Shauna finally stops talking and her eyes widen slightly; Misty knows, to her horror, that Shauna can smell it. Misty feels her face flush as she stumbles for something to say, to somehow justify slicking herself, but Shauna just takes the bowls and walks back to the hut without saying another word. It takes Misty a few moments to begin walking back to the village, her thighs wet against each other.
(She pointedly does not masturbate after the interaction, she’s not trying to be a pervert about her teammates, she knows Shauna can’t help her scent. It might be natural for her to slick herself around an alpha, but if she did anything about it, it would be too far).
–
When Misty delivers dinner, Shauna and Tai are both in the hut, curtain drawn. Maybe she accidentally proved to Shauna why the hut was necessary, she thinks as she leaves the food outside, gives a quick “Foods ready!”, and scampers away, unwilling to look either alpha in the eye after her last interaction.
–
The next two days go by without a hitch. She says hi to Tai when she sees her taking a leak and she says hi back, so at least things are normal with one of the two women, she supposes. The area reeks of alpha, and Misty hears noises from the hut occasionally, but she just makes sure to be in and out quickly.
The third day, when Misty is bringing dinner, she hears arguing. Her stomach flip-flops slightly; has Shauna finally gotten aggressive like she claimed she would? She creeps closer to the hut until she's right at the entrance, breathing as quietly as she can.
“Already getting cold feet?” Shauna says smugly, like she’s daring the other alpha.
“Shut up, I’ve got it, I’ve just never…” Tai grumbles, seemingly unable to finish her statement.
“Neither have I, but I still know how a dick works, so hurry up,” Shauna's voice has a hint of a whine to it at the end, and Misty begins to hear a distinct plap plap plap of skin on skin. Her eyes widen; if they’re… mating, she should stop them, right? They can’t have a pregnancy out here. Checking on them is just for their safety. Misty's skin is buzzing as she peaks through the curtain of the hut.
Shauna is laying on her back, legs spread and pushed back, eyes thankfully closed. She can’t see between her legs, mostly because Tai kneels between them, back to Misty and crotch aligned with Shauna's. She isn’t thrusting, though; her arm is just moving back and forth between the two of them. Misty shifts upwards to see more, and can just make out the tips of the two alphas' cocks pressed together as Tai strokes both of them in unison. Tai spits on her hand and continues stroking, eliciting moans from both the girls, and the scent is overwhelming and Misty could see so much better if she just shifted a bit more–
She realizes her mistake as soon as she moves; the shadows in the hut clearly shift, and Tai whips around to face Misty. The omega freezes like a deer in headlights as Tai quickly pulls her shorts over her erect dick.
“What the fuck?!” Tai yells incredulously, snapping Misty from her haze. Shauna’s eyes open at the shout and she scrambles to sit up. Misty stumbles over her words before landing on the eloquent “Food. Outside.”, closes the curtain, and stumbles away as fast as she can.
–
When Mari gives Misty her dinner for the night, she gives her a look that reminds Misty of when Mari connected the dots of a particularly good rumor back home; luckily, no one else nearby could smell Misty's obvious arousal after her interaction at the hut. The blonde makes her way to her hut as fast as possible to avoid anyone else smelling her sorry state. Her thoughts swim as she changes her ruined underwear; Should she tell Nat? It shouldn’t technically be a problem if they’re doing… whatever that was, right? Should she tell Van? Christ, her and Tai are dating, aren’t they? Do Shauna and Tai need an omega to relieve themselves with? Would they fuck her if she offered herself up tomorrow morning?
That night, Misty fits three fingers inside herself; it’s more than she’s ever taken and still not enough. Afterwards, she lies guiltily in her own slick, knowing she can’t go down to the lake to clean herself up.
–
The next morning, Misty has to bring breakfast. Obviously. She can’t ask anyone else to do it without giving a reason why, and she cannot give a reason why. So she takes the two plates and diligently trots down to the lake.
When she gets there, the curtain to the hut is open and Shauna and Tai are sitting inside, talking just out of earshot. When they spot Misty, though, they go silent. Misty smiles politely (and tensely) as she approaches. The two alpha's eyes don’t leave her, and she feels ever so slightly like prey. None of them say anything for a few seconds, even as she stands right at the doorway.
“Set the food down and come inside,” Shauna finally breaks the silence. Tai winces and buries her head in her hands at Shauna's words, making Misty feel like there's a point of contention between the two alphas she’s blind to. The blonde hesitates; are they going to interrogate her about last night? Worse, are they going to tell everyone else about it? There was no way to know besides to listen to what they had to say. Misty slowly sets the food outside the shelter and crawls inside, sitting across from the two girls with her hands in her lap.
Once she’s in the hut, Misty quickly notices two things. One: the scent of an alpha is intense, but the scent of two is almost unbearable. She feels her body grow warmer at her first inhale; this is closer than she’s been to any alpha, let alone one in a rut, let alone two in a rut. The second thing she notes is the state of the two alphas before her. Shauna's cock is clearly half-hard through her gray sweatpants; Misty would bet she isn’t wearing any underwear, as she certainly isn’t wearing a bra. Tai, on the other hand, looks a bit more put together; she could almost pass in public if not for an obvious erection pushed to the side in her jorts. The two alphas stare as sweat beads on the back of Misty’s neck, Tai exasperated, Shauna impossible to read.
“So, yesterday, I didn’t intend to see–” Misty begins to speak before Shauna grabs a handful of her curls and tugs her mouth against hers. It feels wrong to consider it a kiss even as Shauna’s lips crash against hers, even as her tongue forces its way into her mouth. Misty tenses, unsure what to do, but certainly not pulling away. It’s over as soon as it's begun, but Shauna doesn’t let go of her hair. Instead, she slips her free hand down Misty's pants and brushes a finger against her hole, making Misty gasp and clench her thighs together. Shauna pulls her hand out and lets go of Misty's hair unceremoniously, causing the omega to fall back onto her knees, frozen in shock.
“See, look. She’s wet,” Shauna says to Tai, and she’s right; the hand she just slipped into Misty’s pants is shiny and reeks of omega. Misty's face goes bright red and her hands dig into the blankets on the floor of the hut, but she can’t bring herself to move. “She wants us, Tai, it’s fine.” Shauna's grin is almost predatory as she whispers into Tai's ear; in her peripherals, Misty sees Tai’s cock twitch in her pants.
“Fuck, ok, fine,” Tai starts and grabs Misty by the wrist. Like a ragdoll, she’s positioned onto Tai’s lap, facing away from her and towards Shauna’s shit-eating grin. “Do you want to help us, Misty?” Tai says into Misty's ear, eliciting a shiver from the omega. Misty should say no. She should get up and run back to the village and tell Nat and Van and even Mari that someone else needs to bring the food to the hut and also Shauna and Tai may have gone insane. But the air is so thick in the hut, every inhale makes her feel like she's drifting away, only held down by the throbbing of her cunt in her shorts. Misty’s job is to help her teammates, right? And Tai’s hands are holding her waist and she feels so wanted, so she just nods her head and whimpers affirmatively.
Like hunting dogs given their signal, the two alphas both immediately start moving. Shauna pulls Misty in for another kiss, which quickly turns to nipping and biting on the omega's neck. Tai’s hands slip up Misty’s shirt from behind, and Tai’s breath picks up in her ear when she grabs her tits. Misty tries to close her thighs, to rub for any sort of friction, but being on Tai’s lap has her legs spread right above Tai’s crotch, and if she grinds down on her she doesn’t think she’ll be able to stop. One of Tai’s hands gropes Misty's left breast while the other tweaks the nipple on her right, eliciting a whine from the blonde. Tai lets out a soft holy shit, and Shauna pulls away to pull Misty's shirt off.
“Wow, Misty, you came down here with no bra? I told you she was a slut, Tai,” Shauna slides her hands up and down Misty's sides, looking over at Tai. Misty grows warmer at Shauna's words, knows she should be offended but can’t find it in herself to say anything back, just whimper as Tai squeezes down on her chest. Shauna reaches her hands around Misty and she hears the zip of a fly coming down, and suddenly she can tell Tai’s cock is right below her, erect and waiting. Tai lets out a sigh as her cock comes out, but doesn’t seem to relax as her hands sit on Misty's waist and fidget with the elastic of her shorts.
“Shauna, we– I shouldn’t,” Tai says exasperatedly, her warm breath on Misty's neck making her whine involuntarily and thrust her hips down, making her feel the tip of Tai's cock against her clothed hole for the first time. Misty pushes the thought of this being her first kiss, her first time being touched, her first everything into the back of her head. Shauna places her hands over Tai’s and slides Misty’s shorts and underwear off slowly, leaving the omega naked with two clothed alphas leering over her.
“What, you shouldn’t because of your beta girlfriend?” Shauna says “beta” like the word itself is an insult. “Wouldn’t an omega feel so much better, Tai?” She punctuates her sentence by grazing her thumb against Misty's hard clit, and Misty bites her lip to stop herself from moaning even as her cunt grows wetter, even as she feels some of her slick dripping onto Tai’s shorts. Tai groans behind her and tightens her grip on Misty’s hips in a way that will surely bruise.
“If you tell anyone about this, I will fucking kill you,” Tai speaks into Misty's ear before ramming into her. Shauna's eyes light up as Misty screams, her cunt stretching around Tai’s dick without prep. Misty’s only ever felt her own fingers, and Tai’s so much warmer, goes so much deeper. Tai slaps her hand over Misty’s mouth and grinds into her, forcing the last few inches of herself into the omega. She slowly begins thrusting into Misty while Shauna tweaks the omega's tits in her hands.
“Yeah, good idea covering her mouth. Don’t want anyone to see this, do you, Tai?” Shauna says mockingly, and she hears Tai scoff behind her. Misty is just coherent enough to consider Van, to wonder if this is ok, but is snapped from her train of thought when she feels a swell in Tai’s cock press up against her hole. Tai continues to bounce her up and down on her dick, until suddenly there's a stretch that makes Misty cry out under the alpha's hands, and Tai is fucking her knot in and out of her. It’s nothing like Misty’s ever felt; she can feel it throb inside her, and she can’t get used to the feeling of her body trying to accommodate it.
Her orgasm hits her out of nowhere through the all the stimulation; her cunt clamps down on Tai’s cock as she fucks her through it. She’s sure she’s screaming but can’t think of anything besides how full she is, how good it all smells, how big Tai is. She can hear Tai groaning behind her and suddenly her knot is popping inside her, her hot cum hitting deep inside Misty, filling her insides. Misty goes boneless in her lap, leaning up against Shauna's chest as she comes down from her orgasm and allows Tai to finish painting her insides. The hut is silent except for Misty and Tai’s heavy breathing.
“...What the hell, Tai? I wanted to fuck her too,” Shauna pushes Misty off her chest, and the omega realizes that she’s knotted on Tai’s cock for the next half hour or so, if her memory serves her well.
“Seriously? You’re upset that I had sex with her after you convinced me to have sex with her?” Tai laughs breathily, holding up Misty by her waist. “Just wait. My knot usually dies down in, like, an hour.”
“Can we… move a little?” Misty finally speaks up, her thighs shaking from the effort of the position she’s in. Tai wordlessly and gently rotates her on her cock so she’s facing her, both women whining at the overstimulation. As soon as Misty plops into Tai's lap, she feels Shauna palming her ass.
“I might not have to wait,” Shauna grabs both Misty’s asscheeks and spreads them open, running her thumb across her tight hole. Misty flinches at the sudden stimulation, and Tai tightens her grip on her hips to stop her from moving. A sinking feeling drops in Misty’s stomach as she realizes that she couldn’t get up from Tai’s lap if she wanted to, bound in place by her knot.
“Oh, it would be better to just wait, I think–” Misty begins, before whining at the feeling of Shauna’s fingers slipping between her legs, collecting the slick from between her thighs and pressing the newly wet finger against her hole.
“I don’t think it’d be better to wait,” Shauna insists, grabbing her ass as she rubs against Misty's rim. Misty’s eyes widen; despite what rumors said, she’s never done anal, and she’s certainly never wanted to do anal. She tenses further, trying to close herself to Shauna's advances.
“No, I can’t. We can wait, right? Tai will be done soon,” Tai is making eye contact with Shauna over Misty’s shoulder, her annoyed expression unencouraging to Misty’s situation. The tip of Shauna's thumb begins to press into Misty’s asshole and she gasps, turning as far as she can behind her and grabbing Shauna's wrist.
“I’ll– I’ll yell.” Misty asserts the best she can. “And you guys, you guys will be in trouble,” she hesitates at Shauna's growing smile. Fuck, is this funny to her? Shauna plucks Misty's hand off of her wrist and grabs a handful of her hair, forcing her to turn back towards Tai.
“Seriously? You think someone will come save you? After sending a little omega to come help two alphas? Don’t forget you’re the one who was perving on us in the first place.” Shauna says behind her, and Misty feels the thumb go deeper into her. It’s completely foreign, all her senses screaming at her to get up and run. Every sense besides her cunt, which twitches helplessly against Tai’s cock. Tai rolls her eyes at Shauna's words, but doesn’t disagree; she instead grabs Misty’s wrists and holds them at her sides.
“She’s right, Misty. We’re too far for anyone to hear you. Just… try and relax,” Tai sounds almost apologetic, but when Misty whimpers at the invasion, her soft cock twitches ever-so-slightly inside her. Misty tries to pull up off of Tai’s knot and is met with intense strain and a Fuck! from Tai, who pins her wrists tighter to her sides and pulls her back down. Misty feels tears prick her eyes as Shauna collects more slick from her cunt and presses two fingers against her. Misty's nails dig into her own palms as she whines desperately. The fingers burn going in but settle embarrassingly easily into a constant pace; Misty only screams a little when Shauna scissors her open with them.
“See, Misty, it’s not bad. It’s like you were made for this,” Shauna murmurs into her ear, and a third finger slips in, and Misty wishes more than anything she’d stop slicking herself around Tai, who groans as Misty clenches.
“Oh my god,” Tai sighs, “She’s getting so fucking wet.” Misty tenses at the direct observation of her body betraying her, of her instincts getting in the way.
“It’s just, omegas are responsive, I don’t want–” Misty is cut off by Shauna's warm cock placed above her fingers, rutting against Misty's ass. She hears Shauna spit and stroke herself, and digs her nails deeper into Tai’s wrists in horror as Shauna's fingers begin to slide out and the tip of her cock slides in. Just like Tai’s, it’s unfathomably warm inside her, but somehow feels so much thicker in this hole. The tears she’d been holding in finally trickle down her face and she bites down on Tai’s shoulder in an attempt to stop any noises, whether those are sobs or moans.
“You’re responsive because you want this,” Shauna emphasizes her sentence by bottoming out, her balls slapping up against Misty's ass. Misty practically squeals, and her tears pick up as she hears Shauna chuckle behind her and begin thrusting herself in and out. Misty clenches her asshole before realizing how much it hurts to tense up; even as her hole burns, she forces herself to relax onto Tai, who she can feel gradually hardening inside her. Shauna’s pace is intense, leaving no room for hesitation; Misty can tell she won’t last long, that she’s just a tool Shauna’s using to get closer to orgasm. The strange thought makes a moan bubble up from Misty's throat.
“Fuck, good, Misty, good–” Shauna is moaning illegibly from behind her as Misty ragdolls against Tai, who has moved her hands away from her wrists and is now stroking Misty's back, kissing and biting on her neck. Misty arches her back ever so slightly as her cunt throbs; Misty always did want to be good for someone, to be used, to be wanted. “Do you want to be our omega, Misty? Want us to use you like this every day–”
“Oh my god, you talk so much,” Tai deadpans, but Misty can feel that Tai is far past half-mast inside her. The pace of Shauna's thrusts is rutting Misty’s insides against Tai, and she can’t find it in herself to not want it anymore as she grabs Tai's hand and leads it to her clit. Tai lets out a scoff but acquiesces, rubbing small circles into her as Shauna continues fucking her. Shauna's knot presses up against Misty’s rim and she hears her spit on it. All Misty can do is shout please as it goes in, and just like that she comes for the second time, sobbing and digging her nails into Tai’s back. She feels Shauna finishing herself inside her, burying her knot in her ass and ensuring she stays put yet again. She comes down from her orgasm and flops bonelessly against Tai, both alpha’s knots feeling like they could practically touch each other through her walls. She feels oddly calm; maybe it's just the pheromones, but she feels like she could slip away, fall asleep on top of Tai and…
“Guys?” Nat's distinct voice sounds from outside the hut. “Did Misty stop by? She hasn’t come back yet.” The blonde sits up and meets Tai's wide, terrified eyes. She doesn’t have to turn around to know Shauna has that shit-eating grin on her face.
“Yeah, she came by about an hour ago,” Shauna calls out. “Dunno where she went.” As she speaks, she runs her thumb over Misty's clit, causing her to tense and causing Tai to shudder beneath her, biting down on her lip to stop any noises from escaping.
“...Alright. Let me know if you see her.” Nat replies hesitantly, and the three women hear her footfalls walking back to the compound. After a few moments of Tai staring daggers into Shauna, she barks out:
“What the fuck?! Do you want us to get caught?” Tai’s knot doesn’t feel as solid anymore – she could probably slip out if she wanted to – but she stays rooted in Misty.
“We didn’t get caught,” Shauna replies smugly, “So it’s fine. You enjoyed this just as much as me.” Tai rolls her eyes but doesn't object.
“...I shouldn’t tell anyone about this?” Misty pipes up. A part of her tells her this was wrong, that she’s pretty sure Tai just cheated on her girlfriend, that she definitely did not want to do some of that. But a desperate part of her just feels full, useful, and happy.
“Absolutely not,” Tai replies, finally pulling her dick out of Misty. The omega eyes her erection up and down; Tai and Shauna are both still in rut. She can help them for as long as they need.