Aaren tried to imagine that; he could only reel in horror.
Hades squeezed his hip. “We made sure to beat up those fuckers regularly. And we told our other friends in prison too. No worries on that end.”
“Are the omegas okay?” Aaren whispered, his heart sore.
“I’ve asked around. Some are okay, some will be. I heard there might be a support group for them in Meadowfall.”
Aaren nodded, relieved.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to derail the conversation,” Hades murmured, pulling Aaren into his arms. He hugged Aaren tightly and rubbed his back. “I’m glad that the worst thing you’ve suffered is a few jerkass alphas who can’t keep their mouths shut.”
“There are worse fates,” Aaren agreed.
“And now you have me.”
That cheered him up. He hugged Hades back just as tightly. “And now I have you.”
Hades dropped a kiss on his head. “Ready to pick out some panties that’ll let me see your pretty hole?”
Aaren shivered. “Okay.”
He returned to the stack he had been riffling through, glancing at a price tag.
He froze.
These wereexpensive.
“This costs as much as a week’s worth of groceries,” Aaren yelped.
“Shh. I’m paying for it, sweetheart.” Hades rubbed his hip. “Find something that fits you, that you want to wear.”
Aaren tried to wrap his mind around Hades spending this much money on him. For a pair ofpanties.Then again, Hades had also given him a credit card. So he could spend five hundred dollarsa month.On anything he wanted.
It was all a little crazy.
His heart thumping, Aaren picked out a pair of white panties and stretched them across his hips. This would fit perfectly on him, with a generous lace band going around his body. Unlike the pair on the mannequin, the lace split down the front of the panties, scalloped edges parting to allow his cock and balls to hang out. The lace then curved under his body to hug his cheeks, showing off his crack.
“That looks gorgeous,” Hades purred. He caught the open lace crotch and tugged it down, his knuckles brushing Aaren’s bulge. “Is white what you want?”
“White makes me look innocent, right?” Aaren said.
Hades laughed. “You’re equal parts innocent and a hot little minx. Maybe get a pair in dark red, too.”
“Same style?”
“Whatever you want. Do you see another design you like?”
“Um.” Aaren looked over the different panties, his face heating up when he realized just how many of them came with open crotches. “It’s like they exist to make an omega look pretty while they’re being railed.”
“Trust me, you’replentypretty even without any help. But I would also love to see you wrapped like a gift. What about this?”
Hades held up a pair of wine-red panties. These looked like a normal pair, closed-crotch and looser at the front to accommodate Aaren’s bulge, with a row of pearls dotting the seam down its center.
Hades began to pop each pearl free from an elastic loop. They were buttons, Aaren realized.
Slowly, the panties began to gape open in the middle, where the pearls were no longer held in place by their buttonholes.
“You can clutch those pearls,” Aaren blurted.
