Page 31 of Truth or Lie

“Alex?” The voice was soft. Female. Close. The scent of sweet orange blossoms smothered me. I tried to pounce and snap my teeth, the desire to bite and mark and fuck making my head spin.

There was something in my mouth. It tasted of rubber and I couldn’t spit it out—a tough cylinder stretching my lips back like a bit and bridle strapped onto a horse. I couldn’t bite through it or push it out with my tongue. I tried to reach up with my hands and rip it off, but I couldn’t move my arms. Rope tugged at my wrists. I thrashed and snarled, the sound distorted and muffled around the rubber gag. My legs were trapped, too.

Animal panic flooded me. I had to get free... I couldn’t be helpless when the alphas came to kill me. I shrieked and flailed, desperate to escape before rough hands closed around my throat to snap my neck and take the omegas away forever.

They couldn’t,they couldn’t! I had to breed... I had to put pups inside those omegas or the world would end!

“Alex!” A different voice—this one male and sounding near to tears, as I screamed through the gag and wrenched at the ropes. “Alex, please! You’ll hurt yourself! We’re here; we’re going to help. Oh, Alex, I’m so sorry...”

Hands landed on me, but they were soft. Not the alphas, ready to kill me. If I was fast enough, if I could only get free, maybe I could still breed this one before the other alphas could stop me. The ache in my clit was growing unbearable.

“Alex.” It was the female again. Gentle hands tugged at the closures of my pants. Fingers brushed against my erection, and I arched off the soft surface beneath me as though I’d been electrocuted.

“I’ve been where you are, okay?” the voice continued. “I know you don’t need coddling and reassurance. You just need to be knotting us. But if you can understand me at all, I swear to you that things will be all right afterward. Nothing will change between us unless you want it to.”

Fingers were tugging my slacks over my hips... pulling my underwear down enough to free my hard, hypersensitive clit free.

“We’re going to take turns with you,” said the male voice. “We promise, we won’t let you be without one or the other of us. You can probably smell the other alphas, but they’re not going to stop us or hurt you.”

That was bullshit. The alphas wouldn’t let these perfect, delectable omegas mate someone else without a fight.Iwould fight. I’d punch and kick and claw and rip—

Honey and orange blossoms crawled on top of me, straddling my hips. I keened, arching up again, trying to push the omega where I needed her.

“Easy.” The male omega’s hand stroked my forehead, pushing my sweat-soaked hair away from my face. “We’ve got you, Alex. We’ve got you.”

Slick folds dragged along my length, positioning me. I was already burning up, lava running through my veins, but sliding into the omega’s passage was like falling into the sun. I sobbed, and snarled, and tried again to bite through the infuriating gag preventing me from getting my teeth into the female omega’s flesh.

It wasn’t enough. It could never be enough—but she rode me, and the male omega twined his fingers with mine. I grabbed hard and held, my nails digging into skin as my teeth longed to do. I would breed them, and breed them, andbreedthem, over and over until the other alphas stopped me. I would fill them full of my spunk and knot them so none of it could spill out. I would take them both; have them both, again and again until our pups took over the entire world.

My shirt was half undone at the top. The female made soothing, shushing noises over the sound of my growling and snarling. Her small hand delved inside the rumpled fabric, smoothing over my flat breast and thumbing the nipple. I snapped my hips into her with wild abandon, lifting her body with every violent thrust. She gasped and pinched the pebbled peak hard enough to hurt. The pulse of pain went straight to my clit, and just like that I was coming, coming—shooting inside her with spurt after agonizing spurt.

She groaned in the way that only a well-fucked omega can, her body clamping around me as my knot swelled, locking us together.

It should have been a relief, but it wasn’t. Not remotely. The alphas were still here, and now I was even more helpless than before—locked with my mate, pinioned and unable to get free. I couldn’t bite her and cement the mating bond. I had to guard the nest. Icouldn’tguard the nest. A whimper of distress escaped me. This wasterrible.

Hands and voices soothed me... but they were lies. This was the end of the world. I hadn’t even bred the other omega yet. My knot ached, pulsing in time with my frantic heartbeat. The female omega smelled distressed. I couldn’t smell the male omega at all. I’d been right—something was wrong.Everythingwas wrong. This was wrong, and I was wrong, and I couldn’tfixany of it because I couldn’tmove.

Tears of frustration trickled down my face, and Ihatedthem. The only thing that was right was my seed trapped inside the omega’s passage, and her muscles clamping around my knot like she wanted it there.

Minutes ticked by, marked by the thumping beat of my heart. Time marched endlessly, until finally her body released mine and my knot subsided. My erect clit didn’t. I needed to fuck, and keep fucking, like doing so could somehow stave off the huge, horriblesomethinghanging over my head.

The female slid off me with a groan, but before I could panic again, she curled up with her head on my shoulder. And then, the male was there. He was lithe and pretty and oddly familiar, but it drove me mad not to be able to scent him properly. I squirmed, trying to get lined up because he kept trying to put my clit in the wrong place. I couldn’t get any leverage though, and he was insistent in his movements. With a hiss, he guided me inside him. It was tight, and hot, and satiny smooth, making me forget in a flood of sensation that I wouldn’t be able to get him pregnant like this.

Instinct took over, and I thrust up, drawing a yelp from him.

“Kam?” It was an alpha voice, low and wary.

I growled my deepest warning growl, having momentarily forgotten about the other alphas who would try to stop me from having this omega. Frustration had me jerking fruitlessly at my bonds again.

“It’s all right,” said the omega, his voice tight and high-pitched. “Stay back, both of you. I’m all right.”

He didn’t sound all right. I jerked my hips into him sharply to make him forget whatever was bothering him, and he gasped.

“Easy.Easynow, Alex.” The female murmured her words against the crook of my neck, but I didn’twanteasy. I wanted to fuck.

I chewed at the infuriating rubber in my mouth, my jaw muscles straining as I continued to drive into the male omega’s ass. His soft hands splayed palm-down on my shoulders as he braced himself against my body and took the pounding I was giving him. The female’s clever fingers returned to tease my nipples. When her little omega teeth nipped sharply at the tendon running down the side of my neck, I shouted and came again.

The male cried out in counterpoint, clenching. For the second time, I popped a knot inside a hot passage. I fell back, panting.

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