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“You’re done.” Challenge was there in the softness of Kieran’s caution. “If Caspian sees the mark of your teeth on her skin, you’ll be lucky if he doesn’t break your neck. Caught in the rut, he almost claimed her today. Don’t imagine he’ll let you play your games with this one until he’s done with her. If you want to fuck something up, fuck up Rosie.”
“I don’t want his castoffs any more than you do. I want this one! We share, that’s how pack works!”
“Take up your complaint with the big guy, or be smart and wait your turn, Third. You’ve broken too many of your toys for him to trust you with his shiny, new whore.”
Whore…
That was the last word Wren heard in her daze before she finally closed her eyes to them.
The arguments of the men continued. “But I’m hard as a goddamn rock!”
“You heard the doctor.” Bored, Kieran added, “She needs her rest.”
Shuffling close enough for his knees to butt her thighs, Toby growled, “She’s asleep, the Omega won’t even know.”
“Won’t know you poured a gallon of cum down her throat? She’d fucking choke, you idiot.”
The metallic clicks of a lowering zip, and Toby said, “I’ll spray her tits and pussy. She should smell of my mark like she smells of you and Caspian. The boss wouldn’t deny me that.”
A dark chuckle came easing down into her nest. “I’ve never seen you so worked up over new meat.”
“Coming from the man who knotted her for over an hour and would barely let me approach. You’re a fucking hypocrite, Kieran.”
The other Alpha had no answer.
Toby gave a final irritated grumble. “Are you going to help me, or what?”
The silence between them filled with the sound of heavy breathing and the dry brush of skin on skin.
Once or twice, guttural noises broke through Wren’s haze, the Omega cracking open an eye to see the muscles in Toby’s neck straining. Staring at her cunt, he kneaded his sack while the man crouched beside him stroked Toby’s cock with a fury.
Four hands worked the oversized shaft, Kieran an active participant in his pack-brother’s pleasure.
Half awake, she watched the skin at the base of the Third’s cock began to swell, Toby pulling his fingers from his balls to grasp it and squeeze with all his strength. “Now, do it now!”
Kieran’s hand flew faster over Toby’s swollen cock, gripping, pulling in a way that had to hurt.
A mist of fluid splashed, Wren’s face, Toby fucking into the grip of another man, gushing and gushing, until he had glazed her outsides as much as the other two had coated her insides.
He slapped his hands to her tits, rubbing in his spend while Kieran milked the last spurts of seed from the pulsating dick swinging between Toby’s legs.
Her eyes drooped again as his hands smeared and kneaded.
The next time Wren woke, brown eyes—the shade of shiny mud—were inches from her own. She knew those eyes and the beast they belonged to.
Caspian brushed back the cum-crusted tangles stuck to her cheek. “Good morning, pretty mouse. Did you enjoy my gifts?”
Chapter 12
She was perfection rolled up in his bedding and caked with the marks of his Second and Third. Sleepy-eyed, Caspian’s mouse came awake, left languorous by the steady purr drumming from his chest.
Catching a finger under her chin, he tilted back the mouse’s head to view the state of her throat. It was still smudged with marks in the shape of his hands, but no longer swollen—almost pretty, the necklace of bruises personal. His mark on her.
He kissed that flesh, the girl going rigid under his lips. “You are delicious smeared in my brothers’ scents. They took good care of you, it would seem. As did I.” Pulling away so he might see the effect his attention had on her lavender eyes, Caspian murmured, “Are you grateful?”
A tiny pucker formed between her brows, the Omega clearly considering the question.
She answered him with sign.
Hidden in those gestures was something less than the praise the Alpha felt he deserved. His purr cooled. “A simple nod would have sufficed.”
The touch of petulance in his tone worked wonders on her expression. She gave a soft, shy smirk.
“Still under the effect of the hypo-boost, eh, mouse?”
Her pupils were set mid-dilation, the way she looked at him drowsy and sweet. It almost tempted him to let her disrespect slide.
“Since you already know what I can do to you”—he traced his fingers over the band of bruises circling her throat—“and since I find myself contented to find my mouse in a nest provided by her Alpha, I’ll give you one more chance to answer the question properly. Are you grateful for my attention and gifts?”
He didn’t get the nod he’d demanded. Instead the Omega put her nose to his neck and breathed him in on a hum.
