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“Alpha,” he half whined, half laughed. I licked him again.

A raised voice had my head snapping in that direction as I stood protectively over Mate. Reeve had Erikson pinned to the ground, his claws out and pressed against his neck. That goddessforsaken remote had skidded across the floor and was no where near the fucker so he couldn’t use it against us anymore.

He was trying to plead with my brother, threaten him with solitary and longer jail time, but there was one time when the normal rules didn’t apply and that was during the hunts. What happened in the hunts stayed in the hunt. There were no consequences for anything that happened. No questions asked. They cleaned up the aftermath, and we all went back to our miserable existence until next time. Yeah, that didn’t apply to the guards usually, but that’s only because they weren’t allowed in here. They were supposed to be protected behind those steel walls. Erikson was the one breaking the rules, not us.

Reeve laughed cruelly and dug his claws into Erikson’s neck, ending his life quicker than he deserved in my opinion, since he was the one of the skeeviest of the fuckers who kept us here.

“Wh-what’s happening?” Mate whispered, his tiny hand curling into my fur. He still reeked of fear, but both my wolf and I were happy he was clinging to us. Even in his confusion and terror there was a part of him that knew we were safe.

I wished I could talk to him, comfort him, but I wasn’t as alpha as Reeve was, and try as I might I couldn’t fight the shift to turn back early like he did. So I did the only thing I could think of and licked him again.

Thankfully Reeve didn’t take long. He was never one to play with his food, especially when he had something much more important waiting for him. He wiped his claws on his leg and retracted them before walking back to us and crouching in front of Mate.

He cupped his cheek with the hand that just killed Erikson, but Mate didn’t shy away. “Will you come with us, Mate? We will protect you and ease your pain.”

Mate didn’t hesitate. He just nodded and leaned into Reeve’s touch. “Yes, please.” With a satisfied smile, Reeve scooped our mate into his arms, this time in a bridal carry and walked back to our cell, me next to him, ready to defend our mate in any way I had to.

Luckily, the hunt was dying down, and we met very little resistance. The other inmates that were still around were coming down from the feral rush of the shift and knew they were no match for Reeve and me. They all backed up and conceded that they lost. The ones who wouldn’t give up as easily must’ve been still fighting…or dead. Either way, we made it back to our cell without any challenge. Reeve placed our Mate on the bottom bunk as I stationed myself by the open cell door, ready for anything. Soon the hunt would be over, and the collars reactivated and our cell doors locked, and it would be just the three of us. At least for a little while.

CHAPTER6

REEVE

I stared at our mate,all naked and laid out for us. He was panting heavily, his eyes bouncing back and forth between Riven’s wolf and me. I came and sat on the edge of the bunk, immediately realizing this wasn’t going to work. I couldn’t even sit on the thing without my head hitting the top. How were Riv and me supposed to take our mate through heat like this?

Growling, frustrated, I picked up Mate again, enjoying his squeak and brought him to the bolted down desk. Riven had a couple books and other small items on it, but I swiped them off onto the floor and placed our mate down. This time he immediately got himself onto all fours, his torso touching the desk and his ass pointed up and ready for us.

Hissing out a breath I pet his flank. “So pretty for us, little rabbit.”

“Alpha…” he whined.

I scooped some of the slick dripping down his leg onto my finger and took a taste. It was sweet and delicious, just like Mate. Riven whined, jealous he couldn’t taste yet.

“There’s plenty, brother,” I told him, “You’ll have your chance.”

“Alpha, please, I can’t take it anymore. It hurts.”

He pushed back into my hand like it would magically get him what he needed.

I wished I could take my time with him, but not here and not like this. “I’m Reeve,” I told him, “My brother is Riven.”

“I-I’m Brynn.” Brynn. What a sweet name for our sweet, perfect omega.

“Don’t worry Brynn, we’ll take care of you. This is gonna be quick. But I can’t wait any longer, and I don’t think you can either.”

Brynn just shook his head before I was spreading his cheeks. I wanted to put my face right there and feast on him. It had to be a million times better than the food this place fed us. But like everything else, it had to wait.

I was going to have to move him again. My eyes flashed, my wolf ready to just take over, throw Mate on the floor and mount him. I didn’t blame him. I fucking hated this.

Instead of throwing him on the filthy cell floor, I dragged his little body back until his legs were hanging off the desk and I could easily reach him. It would have to do.

In the distance, I heard some kind of commotion, and Riven tensed, ready to protect us. Brynn whined. There was no more time. I lined up my aching cock that had been dripping and painfully hard since I got a whiff of our mate’s scent, and pushed in.

He was slick and open and begging for an alpha’s knot. My knot. Omegas in heat were meant to be bred. I would’ve loved to prep him, but he didn’t need it, and I was glad. He cried out and pushed back, despite his lack of traction, too eager to allow time to stretch and adjust. I gripped his hips and pushed all the way in until my still deflated knot was pressing against his stretched hole.

“Fuck, you really were ready for me. So fucking pretty.”

Brynn was panting and whining, but I didn’t stop until I was fully seated, his warm tight hole gripping my length tightly. It felt so fucking good. I couldn’t even remember the last time I was with an omega, and even then, it was likely nothing compared to being with Brynn. This was meant to be.

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