Page 39 of Hangman's Knot
While she was gone, they had each taken turns laying in her nest, breathing in that sweet, soft omega scent, their hearts aching with her absence.
Each of them had spent some time in the hole since they'd been in prison. It was bad enough for alphas like them, seasoned by war and used to roughing it, but that place would kill an omega. It was stark and loud. There would be nowhere for her to nest. Nowhere for her to curl up and feel safe enough to rest... no bond to provide reassurance
The shaking omega in front of him looked exhausted, but she was here, alive, and somehow unharmed.
"Sleep," Julius says, his voice a gentle rumble, ushering Tenor into her nest with her. It didn't look like she would be able to release her limbs from around him anytime soon with how tightly they were locked on his pack brother. "When you wake up, you can eat. But you need to rest now."
She doesn't argue, but she holds onto Luke with a whine, wordlessly asking him to join them in the nest as well.
Julius watches as the three of them arrange themselves with a game of limb Tetris on the narrow bunk. The three of them fall asleep instantly, while he keeps watch.
The need to protect his pack is a physical thing, and he feels his muscles bunching beneath the shirt. If they weren't careful, they'd send themselves into a rut, and that was the last thing sheneeded.
Nothing happens while they sleep. No one even passes by their cell. But he knows if they do, if anyone tries fucking anything, he'll be there. He'd protect his pack and their mate with his life if it came to it. No one was fucking taking her again.
When she wakes in the middle of the night, her hands are so insistent on getting them out of their clothes that they think it's another heat spike, but that scent would be undeniable.
She pushes Tenor on his back and impales herself on his cock so quickly that she squeaks in pain. Luke has to hold onto her hips to keep her from hurting herself further with her frantic movements as she starts to grind against him.
She brings Luke's hands up to her breasts so he can squeeze and palm them and he groans at the feeling of the soft flesh in his rough palms. She has such a perfect rack, all pale and creamy and they fit perfectly in their hands.
She bounces on Tenor's cock and leans forward to kiss him, her tongue tangling into his mouth. The sight of her round ass moving up and down over his pack brother's cock while her moans are muffled into his mouth is enough to make Julius instantly hard.
With the way Tenor's choking on his groans, it sounds like she's using those omega muscles of hers to strangle the life out of his dick.
Just when he's about to cum, Julius realizes what her game is. As soon as his pack brother's breathing become short and frantic, his hips straining up towards her in a stuttering rhythm, she grabs his head in desperate little hands and pulls it to her neck.
"Bite me," she pleads. "Please, alpha, bite me. I want to be yours."
Tenor deserves a fucking medal for not biting her. He opens his mouth, fitting it over her neck where she puts him, his teethagainst her skin... and then he pauses, damn near whimpering as he cums inside her and fills the cell with the familiar scent of his seed.
The bunching muscles in Tenor's arms tells Julius the strength it takes for him to hold her firmly in place. Her little siren body's movements are still desperately trying to find friction, but Tenor holds her still over his pulsing cock, his mouth pulled in a snarl against her skin.
There are several long seconds that he holds her there, poised, muscles tense, before he pulls back with a herculean strength.
"Baby, what the fuck was that?" His voice sounds stunned and weary, and the feeling of shock through the bond is as if she'd just punched him in the nose.
She bites her lip, her eyes huge and pleading. Fuck, none of them would ever be able to deny that face. She's never used that one on them before. Never had to. It was so fucking powerful though, Julius knows she'll get whatever she wants with it.
"I want your bite," she says, as if that answers everything. "We already decided that I'm your mate. Please, Tenor. We don't have much time before I'm taken and..."
And then she would be gone from the prison, their cell, their lives. She doesn't have to finish that sentence for any of them.
Tenor's desperate eyes look to him and Luke, and Julius fights the urge to shrug. He wouldn't have been able to hold back. If she had been bouncing on his cock like that and she asked him to bite her while he emptied his cock into her tight little hole, her sweet ass would be tied to him right now forever. No fucking takebacks.
For once in his life, he's thankful for his pack brother's restraint. Eden was clearly not thinking this through, the fragile omega probably still frantic from her time in the SHU. She needed timeto calm down and relax, find some safety and equilibrium before she could make a choice like that. And she sure as fuck shouldn't be making that choice out of desperation in this shit place.
She's about to get out, and their sorry asses are going to rot in prison for another decade at least, what with how many writeups they've had for fighting. Luke just went down for fucking killing two assholes. There's no way that didn't just buy them another two years at least.
That's if they ever got out at all, or if they'd just rot in here until they died for what they did.
She isn't going to want to be with them, not while she's out there. She'll have options. An omega shouldn't be alone, wasting away waiting for a couple dumbasses that were stupid enough to get themselves thrown in prison. They didn't have a future to offer her, and she deserved the goddamn world.
Tenor gently eases her off his softening cock, covering her in a blanket so she doesn't feel vulnerable for this conversation. All they wanted, all any of them wanted, was to keep her safe and healthy and happy.
Her lips tremble and she frantically looks between the three of them. "D-do you not want me anymore? If I won't be around anymore? Once I'm gone I mean?"
She looks heartbroken. Like she thinks they've just been keeping her around for an easy fuck. Like they won't want her if she's not in their beds. Like her only value to them is her convenience and she just happened to be the only woman in this shithole.
