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I frowned. He was sick, too? I think I did remember that from somewhere.

“If you want a chance at salvaging this shit show, then you need to let them mate and mark the omega. It’s the only way,” the doctor, I think, added.

There was a lot of arguing among the humans, but it stopped meaning anything, because Riven was sucking a bruise on my neck as he started to strip me of the prison jumpsuit thing I was wearing. Everywhere one of their hands touched me, the fire in my veins eased. It wasn’t all the way gone, but my body knew they were my mates and that everything would be okay now. I still had enough lucidity to realize that this was only the start of our problems, but none of us would be able to solve anything else if we died from not completing the mate bond. My rabbit was convinced that this was the only problem that really mattered, and as Riven’s hand wrapped around my soft cock, I was inclined to agree.

“Everyone out,” one of the humans snapped, “Give the inmates enough control that they can access their canines. Once the omega is no longer in danger, we’ll deal with the consequences.”

I was vaguely aware of the group of people leaving the small room. How fucking many of them were standing around watching me painfully and slowly die? Didn’t they have a prison to run?

Then the door clicked shut with the unmistakable snick of a heavy duty lock. My head snapped toward it at the reminder that I was locked in, but Reeve took hold of my chin and turned it toward him.

“Later, sweetness. Let us make you well first.”

“You, too,” I rasped, my voice rough, sounding like I’d been screaming for hours on end, which I guess I was. “You’re sick, too.”

Reeve smiled, “Yeah, us too.” Then he was kissing me.

CHAPTER12

REEVE

Once the guardsand doctor left and the three of us were alone, my focus solely turned to Brynn. Seeing him on the bed like that, writhing in pain, was one of the worst experiences of my life. Even worse than the day we were sentenced to this place or the events that led to that. This was…if I hadn’t been so weak from the mate sickness myself, I probably wouldn’t have been able to stop my wolf from taking over and razing this whole damn place. I was fucking terrified.

He looked so small, nothing like the brave man I had met only a week ago. He was gaunt and pale and had somehow lost weight. I had grown used to feeling helpless, but this was a whole new level that hit like a gut punch. I closed my eyes and breathed in his scent. It would be okay. Riv and I were here now. We’d make this all better. Already some of the pain in my chest was easing, and I could breathe a little easier being so close to Mate.

Brynn leaned in for another kiss, and who was I to deny him? Riven was pumping Brynn’s dick roughly as he planted tiny kisses and nibbles all over his upper body.

“Riv wants some of your pretty mouth too, sweetness.”

Brynn’s lips twitched at the nickname–I don’t really know why I started calling him that, but it felt right–he twisted his head and he and Riven met in a sloppy kiss. My hand cupped the curve of his ass, squeezing. I could still feel the remnant of fever in his burning skin, but everywhere Riv or I touched, the heat eased slightly.

I wondered why it affected Brynn so much more than us. We were puking our guts out, and my chest felt tight and hollow making it hard to breathe, but as soon as I laid eyes on Brynn, it was clear how close to death he was. Fuck, even the asshole warden and medical team realized they needed to do something. I tried not to think too much about why they cared, because for now it helped us accomplish our goals and got us to Brynn, something I wasn’t sure we’d have managed on our own.

Brynn moaned into Riven’s mouth, his body tensing as he got closer to his orgasm.

“We need to claim you, sweetness. Are you okay with that?”

Last time we saw him, he still wasn’t sure about the whole mate thing, and who could blame him? This whole situation was fucked. Plus, Riv and I weren't exactly catches.

But Brynn nodded, and pushed his ass back against my body. “Please. I need it. I need both of you. Mark me. Bite me. Claim me.”

“Fuck,” I groan through gritted teeth, trying to retain some kind of self control. Somewhere in the tiny bit of my brain that was still functional a voice was telling me he was only saying that because of the circumstances, but most of me didn’t give a fuck. My omega wanted me, wanted us, and that primal caveman inside me was ready.

Riven didn’t seem to be having the same existential crisis I was having. He tore his clothes off, not giving a fuck that he destroyed them. His mouth sucked a line of bruises down Brynn’s body before his lips circled Brynn’s tiny but very hard cock.

“Ohhh, oh, shit. Alpha! Riven!”

Brynn threw his head back on my shoulder, his eyes rolling back in his head. He needed more than that. I dragged a dry finger along the crease of his hole. He wasn’t dripping slick the way he was when he was in heat, but his body knew what he needed, and he was wet enough that with just a little bit of effort, I was able to slip in down to the first knuckle.

Brynn whimpered. “That’s it. Let Riven taste you and take the edge off. Because the next time you cum it will be locked on my knot with my teeth buried in your neck.”

The words affected Brynn, and just as I pushed my digit in to the second knuckle, he screamed out and began shooting down my brother’s throat. Riven hummed, deep and satisfied before shooting his own load. I was desperate to join them, but unless my partner was in heat, my refractory period had always been longer than Riv’s, so I had to wait until my mate was ready to take my cock.

He had to be overly sensitive, even as Riven continued to lightly lick and give Brynn’s cock open mouthed kisses> He was both cleaning his softening dick while also not allowing him to become fully soft. But even with the sensation overload, my omega was opening up nicely for me, and soon I was able to fit a second finger.

The fit was much tighter than when he was in heat, and prep was necessary, but I didn’t mind. Us just being together eased off the affects of the mating sickness enough that I wasn’t worried about it anymore. I could and would take my time and care for my mate. I was sure the warden and guards had other opinions on that, but I didn’t give a fuck about it. We had the upper hand for once, and I was going to take advantage of that.

Brynn cried out. I ran my thumb of my other hand along the sensitive skin on his scent gland, right where I planned to sink my teeth into. “Shh, just relax, sweetness. Let us take care of you.”

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