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She must have passed out from the pleasure. Just one fucking minute or two. And now she was blinking awake to Halcyon's cock warm in her cunt, knot down, suffocating in the scent of warm Alphas, and his sleepy smile. The sheets in her shitty nest were tousled and soaked in fluids.
And Halcyon's lips were pursed, arms barely around her. He was all messy, with bedhead curls and dewy golden skin. He smiled sweetly, a jarring comparison to the bars on his dick and the tattoos on his arm, looking as if he'd risen from gangster porn.
"Omega," he groaned like they were lovers, and goosebumps erupted over her skin from the sound. "My beautiful Omega."
Her heart fluttered, beating hard when his hands cupped her waist, palms burning against her skin. A finger traced over her cheek. She scooted away from him, crawled out of his embrace before he could yank her close for another round. Valentino and Altair swayed, snoring sleepily in their nets as if they were the ones who'd been fucked ten times. But they slept now like babies in their baskets, tails curled around their bodies.
"What do you think of breakfast in your pretty nest? We didn't get to claim you in there." His face was filled with hope. Claim. Rue fucking hated that word, and that had her souring too quickly, a scowl on her face. There would be no teeth in her neck. "Baby…"
Rue eyed the mess of fabric. Already she felt better, her Heat was subsiding, and her mind was clear. Halcyon wanted out of the rope because he was going to bite her and put her in his sex dungeon. She stepped back. "No."
Halcyon blinked. It confused her now why he remained stuck in the nets. It wasn't fancy technology, just nylon, just string. But somehow the trio had listened and had stayed swinging like good boys. Maybe they were suckers for orders, maybe they enjoyed domination. "B-but surely, you trust me?" Her lack of answer had him faltering. "Rue," his voice was softer this time, a coo that stretched almost condescending.
"Stay there." She snapped; a finger raised. She wiped herself down with a stray cloth. Then tossed it in the bin with a scowl. The look on Halcyon's face was that of a kicked puppy, pinched and pissed that she'd wiped his cum all off. Alphas could be so fucking disgusting.
"Omega," he said, voice soft, gentle, almost like a song. Rue paused. There was something in his voice that halted her in her tracks and had her twitching to look. But she continued towards the shower. One step was hard, two was easier, and three had her sprinting. "Omega!" Rue closed the door.
She made quick work scrubbing down in scentless soap, washing up so fast that her arms ached, and her muscles burned. She wanted out of here, wanted to leave before they started asking questions when she wasn't ready. And she wasn't ready. She needed time, needed space.
Rue stepped out of the stall steaming, armed with a scent blocker, and covered in a massive hoodie—Halcyon's hoodie, but that didn't fucking matter. And now the two eros were awake. A massive hole had been made in Valentino's net, and he had two legs out, ready to leave.
They froze, the trio acting as if they were doing something wrong. She strolled towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Halcyon stuttered out. Rue sprayed herself down, nose wrinkling as she grabbed the mint to stuff up her nostrils. But it didn't feel right not knowing the territories laced in the air, the claims made that she didn't know. Rue knew that an Alpha's scent couldn't do a thing to her right after her Heat and so she dropped it into her pocket. She'd put it in later.
"Don't tell anyone about this, about me," she gestured to the bed, then stopped and paused, her hand on the knob of the door. "Not even our dorm mates."
"That's fucking impossible," Altair laughed, giggles erupting, cheeks pink.
Valentino smirked. "Omega…"
Rue glared, baring teeth. "I'm a goddamn Alpha."
Altair hissed, falling back into his net. "Not that stupid shit again."
Halcyon raised a hand. "But Rue—"
A scathing look and Halcyon shuddered.
Altair smirked, ignored her death glares. "We don't have to tell them, they'll smell me on you, they'll smell you—"
And she turned, scent blocker sprayed raised, nozzle aimed. She stabbed a thumb in the trigger and sprayed them all over, a good solid gush that had them closing their eyes and grimacing. A coughing fit erupted from Altair, fingers fanning the air.
"God fucking damn it!"
Valentino squinted. "You want to keep up the damn act?"
Rue rolled her eyes. "I want to go to school."
"You can go to school."
"Not in your fucking sex dungeon."
"I'll hire the best professors, the best caretakers—"
The fucker didn't bother denying that it was a sex dungeon. Rue glared. "I'm not your fucking zoo animal. It's my life, Val. You can tell the government, fuck things up for me. But maybe, you'd like round 2." She gestured to their dicks. "Maybe you want me to suck your cocks. Maybe you don't want to go through the bureaucratic excellence of the royalty and wait a whole fucking month for me to get out of prison."
There was a burst of laughter from Altair. "You'll be the one begging."
Rue smirked. "I think you and I know who the fuck's been begging the whole time. I remember lots of tears."
Valentino snarled. "Fuck."
Altair's cheeks were flushed, blush growing. "Well—"
"Soulmates," she nodded and checked the time. It'd been more than five minutes, and she wasn't anywhere close to dying, so they must not be lying. Her smile grew. "I'm sure you'll want me happy. You know I'll look for you every time I need you, right? But I could always go to a facility now that the coast is clear and I'm not dying. Get a cheap dick somewhere off the planet."
The three gaped at her as if she'd just destroyed their lives.
"Or we can have an arrangement." She made a point to stare hard at Halcyon who was now quiet and fidgeting, cheeks having lost their colour. "That means you too, by extension." He perked up, bunny ears rising. "You'd feel it too anyway," she shrugged, packs could link up their experiences sometimes. It was a freaky ability, but she was pretty damn sure she'd seen Valentino using that ability to last. There was no damn way he could fuck her that long without backup. "As their pack mate, we might as well fuck."
Altair smiled. "You won't get an Alpha anywhere else, not with us. We could report you, and have you locked up and registered to our name. And we can get you out of jail in seconds, they'll let us because we're your soulmates. Your Alphas—"
"Well, go ahead if you don't want good sex and a willing Omega," she shrugged. "But I won't go down without a damn fight."
Altair leaned back, brow raised. "You think you've got that kind of power over us—"
"Soulmate," she raised a brow. "You've got my words on your ass. Must mean something in your heart, so why don't you let me be? I know that all three of you fucking hate Omegas. But we could be transactional. Sex once a month during Heats and Ruts. I'm out of your hair, you're out of mine. No Omega to ruin your reputation. I'm sure I won't be a happy addition to your pack, and your families will riot. You'll be a laughingstock, clowns to your planets, so we should just keep this quiet. Thoughts?"
They bristled but quietened. There was a stretched-out pause that confirmed the truth. Rue was a twist to their plans. And they had wanted her to be Alpha, an Alpha that could stand equal to them all. Her smile grew grim, her chest twisting as if stabbed through the heart. Alphas were all the same.
Altair looked up then, sullen, sombre. "We can't lie to them."
"Who?"
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