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Her dark brows crease. “P-pain?”
My brother’s face softens. “Yes, omega. The half-bond can be very painful for the one who’s been rejected. Especially when there’s no physical or emotional intimacy and the bond sits empty.”
There’s a reason I don’t want her to know all of that. Something important that I can’t see the edges of, like this. But it’s too late, anyhow.
The way she’s looking at me is full of confusion and sadness and maybe even betrayal. She blinks, and I see that her lashes look wet. “Is that true, Alpha?” she asks, turning to me. “Do you—does it hurt?”
Her hand smooths over the burly alpha’s long hair, gentling him while he kisses her skin. Tasting her. Tasting my omega, and goddamn it, I’ll kill him.
Another growl rends the air, and he pauses, but only until the omega starts to pet his head again. The look she slants at me goes from wary to angry.
“None of that,” she orders, the words echoing through the fog filling my head. “If you need me, you’ll have to work with us, not against us.”
If I?—
Before I can wrap my mind around her words, my brother steps behind the couch, coming to stand next to the inked one. “Are you sure, darling? You don’t have to let Tristan touch you. Avery and I will make him leave if you want us to.”
Fuck. No. Please.
But it’s too late. The familiar pain hits, goring into the place just above my stomach, below my diaphragm.
I usually know her rejection is coming. I can normally brace for it. But this time all I can do is clutch my clawed hands over my abdomen, doing my best not to roar again, holding onto the beast lunging inside of me by my aching fucking fingernails?—
Until, suddenly, I’m not.
And the pain is gone?
I open my eyes and find the omega’s hand stretched over my stomach, lightly tracing the muscles bulging there. When her perfume gets even sweeter, I swear I might die.
Instead, she traces lower, skimming whatever scratchy fabric covers my lower half, while her free hand continues lavishing the other alpha with similar affection.
Fuck. I hold back the urge to fight, ignoring my Alpha’s hisses.
It would be so easy. He hasn’t even noticed we’re here yet.
The fingertips lingering between my hips still. “Alpha,” the omega whispers, her eyes big and nervous. “Can you share or not?”
For her? I can do anything. As long as she lets me touch her. Lets me have her.
“Yes, omega,” I answer, not recognizing my own voice. It’s gravel and smoke, but she seems to like it. Her spine arches on a shiver as more perfume spins into the air.
The alpha at her breast groans as I rip my pants off, growling. The sound finally brings me to his attention, his black eyes snapping up, brows crouching low.
But the omega murmurs to him sweetly, guiding his gaze back to hers. “Shh, it’s okay. I want him, too. Is that okay, Alpha? Can I have you both? I promise not to let him knot me.”
My instincts rage against that, but the small, sane part of me is relieved to have some boundaries. And even more relieved that these rut-blockers are working well enough for me to understand them.
The tattooed alpha, who already has his dick out, gathers the omega’s chin in his long fingers, turning her head to him. “Why don’t you kiss Jonah and work your clit against his big cock, kitten? Tristan can take you from behind. Get you ready to take both of these cocks at the same time.”
Oh fuck.
But the omega listens, sinking her mouth against the alpha under her while repositioning herself. Her arms stretch up around his neck while she pushes her bare, rounded hips back.
I don’t even think before my hands land there, feeling the plush curves.
The room is holding its breath. And a sense of awe swoops through me.
Is this the first time I’ve ever done this?
