Page 31 of Broken Dreams

She’s never going to go through another heat like this again where she has to trust strangers to take care of her through an intensely vulnerable moment. Never again.

LINUS

I don’t know what Bret’s deal is, but for the first time ever, he asked me to stay with Makayla during her heat. I think he’s worried about pissing off the alphas in the room.

The alphas who buy a place in an omega’s heat vary in their cruelty. Once, an alpha named Rock and his pack used Makayla and ignored her needs for water. She was so dehydrated despite Bret’s suggestions that they stop for breaks that she had to be hooked up to IV hydration. Their pack was never invited back, to my knowledge.

The group in front of me is throwing me for a loop though. They don’t seem to know each other except for the alphas who are currently knotting Makayla. Their features are very similar, leading me to believe that they’re brothers.

Leaning against the wall, I watch as the five of them work together to keep my girl happy. I can’t believe she’s been in heat all of this time. It’s been hours, but someone or something kept pulling me away from searching for her.

Shuddering, I watch as the alpha with the crown on his bicep slowly slips out of Makayla’s ass as his knot finally deflates. It’s been at least thirty minutes, which is impressive, and she’s just been content to rock between the two alphas as she uses them as the ultimate fuck toys.

Standing, the alpha moves to the refrigerator to pull out a bottle of water, stopping as his nostrils flare. It’s not a secret that I’m turned on by watching them, so much so that my slick is dripping down my shaft. I’m fairly certain I’m going to come in my pants with very little provocation.

“Are you our babysitter tonight?” he asks, his honeyed tones making my body shiver.

“I am,” I rasp. He gazes at me for longer than is necessary before he nods.

Reaching for his watch, he takes it off and hands it to me before saying, “I prefer you to the bag of dicks who showed us in. In about forty-five minutes, let’s try to get some food in her, okay? I don’t think I’ll be able to get her to eat yet when she’s still so on edge.”

Glancing at Makayla as she’s lifted from the man who was underneath to be given to the alpha named Lucas, I nod. Her muscles are twitching, and her cheeks are flushed with fever. She’s going to need more cum pumped in and on her before she’s anywhere near wanting to eat.

“Water will be fine for a while,” I agree, taking his watch so I can keep track of time. “There’s toys, lube, cleansing cloths, and more in that chest by the bed.”

Bret is a dick and left spreader bars and paddles out on a table, but Makayla isn’t going to want to be touched like that right now. She craves sweetness during her heat, though she doesn’t usually get much of it from the alphas who buy her.

Alesso surprises me as he kisses her and plays with her hair while he rocks her over his cock. Makayla whines as her fingers dig into his biceps, almost begging for more.

“I know,” he whispers. “You’ll get your knot, I promise. Hold onto me and just relax, baby.”

Yeah, these alphas are so different from the usual.

The alpha with the crown on his bicep cups the back of her head as he convinces her to take a few sips. He even manages it before she refuses. Alesso helps her rise up on her knees to line the crown of his cock with her entrance, easing himself in.

Makayla complains with another whine, but the alpha that gave her water kisses her to distract her. He switches with another alpha so he can clean up while she happily sucks on a cock.

The next few hours go on like this, and I’m able to convince her to eat some fruit for me. I’m positive it’s only because she’s surprised I’m there at all. Bret never allows this; however, these alphas very much hate him.

Makayla is sleeping next to Oliver at six in the morning when Bret comes back into the room. I’ve missed an entire night’s worth of work, but this is worth it. My cock is heavy with the need to come, yet I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

Oliver’s knot deep inside of Makayla as she sleeps, his heavy lids telling me he may be dozing. Everyone else is sprawled out around them, waiting for when they may be needed next. I’m still in awe as I watch them, since Oliver is keeping her warm with his body.

They actually asked me around four in the morning why there weren’t any blankets, and my cheeks heated in shame when I had to tell them that we weren’t allowed any. I think that’s when it finally dawned on them that we’re slaves and nothing else.

“Good, she wore them out,” Bret mutters. “They’re so bossy.”

I know they’re not all asleep, but stay silent to see how far he’ll go before they tell him to shut up. It’s not my job to save him from showing the world how much of an asshole he is.

“I highly suggest you leave the omega and go back to your hole,” Alesso says with a yawn. “I’m pretty sure she can hear you in her sleep.”

“She’s not as relaxed as she was earlier,” Oliver grunts, showing he wasn’t dozing at all. Huh, he fooled me there.

“Linus should sleep,” Bret complains. “Am I just supposed to lose money on him while Makayla is in heat for the next three days?”

“I’ll cover the loss,” the alpha with the crowned skull on his arm grunts. Someone called him Duncan at some point I think.

“If it means I don’t have to look at Bret’s face, I’ll chip in,” Lucas mutters.

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