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Chapter Three: Countdown to "Oh, sh$t"

I counted again, triple checking what I knew and hoped to be an error.

I was out of time.

I am so stupid! I don't know how I could have missed it.

Acutally, I do. I got distracted, lost track.

My heart started to pound and my entire body trembled, tears stung in my eyes. "I'm next. They're going to breed me like cattle. I'm the only female they haven't forced to be intimate, yet."

I was terrified. I had heard the screams of one beta who had been far along in the pregnancy, but she hadn't been in labor.

They were hurting her. They experimented on her.

"That won't happen-" Bucky tried to reassure me, but his eyes betrayed him.

They were worried.

He knew as well as I did that all the other women had had that done to them.

I was the only one left.

I was terrified.

We were in the farthest corner from the group, it was also the corner least to the door. Bucky was kind enough to try to comfort me, but it was impossible to be calm knowing what awaited me.

"Hey, do you wanna get out of here?" He asked, his warm flesh hand on the small of my back.

I nodded, wiping at the few tears that had fallen.

"Okay, Josie. We should probably go, while they aren't paying attention to us." He murmured, glancing toward the goons and lab coats scattered around the room.

I slipped out first, holding my breath and I walked further down the hall.

Bucky followed soon after, catching up quickly and walking alongside me. He shot me the first genuine smile of the day.

"Thank you, I needed to get out of there." I felt a little better now that I was out of the room.

"I won't let those Nazi's use you like that." Bucky murmured, breaking the silence that had stretched between us. "I will do everything in my power to protect you. You know that, don't you?"

"I do, but I don't want you to die protecting me, Bucky. You're my friend." I replied, looking at my feet.

One of the things I was the most afraid of was that he'd die because he was trying to keep the Nazi's from doing something to me. I didn't want to go on living here, if you could call it that, if he wasn't with me.

I was brought of my musings when my body began to heat up and my insides started to feel like they were twisting up and turning over.

Not now, please not now. I have to get out of here. That was my last thought before my mind started to go hazy. Oh, Lord, what was that amazing smell?

"Josie? Josie!" I knew that voice. Bucky. Why did he sound so funny? "You have to get back to your room. Go now!"

His voice rang with the Alpha command and my body obeyed without hesitation, immediately walking to my cell.

I could hear the thundering footsteps behind me, the growls of more than one person, and numerous tantalizing scents tickled my nose. A loud roar and snarling came next, I turned my head enough to glance behind me.

At least half of each designation were running toward me, their eyes wild and pupils dilated.

Bucky blocked their path to me, his body language had changed and I realized with no small amount of lust that the loudest of the snarls were coming from him.

I watched with rapt fascination as he engaged the oncoming males. He mainly used his metal arm and hand to fight. He squeeze their throats, punched the face or chest, or on many occasions brutally snapped their necks.

At least four did not rise to attempt to fight again.

I entered my cell, and dropped to my mattress. My blood felt like it was on fire and my abdominal muscles ached.

I needed.

I squirmed and tried to create the friction I craved, but no matter how much I rubbed my thighs together I couldn't do it. The noises from the hall fanned the flames in my body, I grew hotter and my brain became more fuzzy.

I tore at my clothes, they were scratchy and I needed them off.

My head snapped up when the best scent I'd ever smelled in my life hit my nose. I breathed in the scent melted chocolate and cinnamon spices. Low, continuous growls followed the scent.

Alpha. Submit.

I bared my neck instinctively, my lowered eyes trained on his feet as he stalked to the bed.

I gasped at the sudden weight and heat of another body pressed chest to chest against mine. The alphas nose ran up the side of my neck, inhaling deeply.

"Mine." He growled, nipping my neck and lifting the lower region of his body, hushing me when I whined in protest.

No. Don't go.

He snarled and the cloth shielding me from him was torn from my body in one rough movement.

Yes!

I was hauled up and flipped over, another well placed yank had me on me knees, my face resting on mattress. A gush of arousal wet my already soaked sex at the treatment, the strength behind the acts.

"Gonna fuck ya so good ya won't know any name but mine." He told me in his husky voice, the words and the meaning sending shivers down my spine. He was touching me, warm fingers splitting my lower lips. "That's a girl, so wet for me. You're so beautiful, spread out all pretty for me."

I cried out and my back arched when a blunt wet warmth slid up my opening. "Please. Need. Alpha. I need-Alpha, please!"

I babbled and begged shamelessly. I needed him inside me now.

"Sh. Easy, sweetheart, I got what you need." He soothed, rubbing a hand up my spine.

A moment later, a hot blunt object prodded at my opening. He pressed in, groaning, and withdrew a little bit. He repeated this action twice, then surged forward, seating himself fully inside my body.

I screamed, the relief at finally being filled almost enough to make me cry. I was so full, my body adjusting and my knees trembling slightly.

One large hand tangled in my hair, twisting around his fist and pulled back lightly. It wasn't enough to really hurt, just enough to lift my head and hold me there as he began to pound into my body.

That is the only word I could use to describe it.

They were hard, fast, aggressive thrusts that jarred my entire lower half and had me moaning loudly with each breath.

My Alpha was also vocal. He grunted, growled and snarled every time he sheathed himself in my channel. The fingers of his metal hand were digging into my left hip.

He leaned down a little so I could hear him. "So tight, so warm. Do you like being filled with my thick cock?"

I moaned, nodding as best as I could with his grip on my hair.

He thrust harder, hitting a spot that made me see stars and then withdrawing from me completely. "I can't hear you. I asked you if you like being filled by my thick cock."

"Yes!" I gasped, fighting to breathe through the intense pleasure. "Please!"

"Good girl." He growled, his voice going low and husky as he slid back into me. He adjusted himself and thrust harder, hitting that sensitive spot that intensified my pleasure to almost unbearable levels.

I cried out with every stroke, feeling like I was rapidly spinning out of control.

My Alpha released my hair, teeth latching onto my neck.

I screamed. The world shattered and flew apart, I was thrown out of my body and into heaven itself before crashing back down to Earth. My body stretched as much as it was able, accepting my Alphas knot as he spilled himself into me.

I collapsed in an exhausted heap of sweat and knew no more.