Page 8 of Ensnaring Their Rabbit

“Hang on, sweetness. Your alpha is going to breed you.”

Brynn might’ve said something, but I didn’t hear it, too fucking gone by now. I pulled out till just my tip was in my omega, and then slammed back in, causing him to scream. Then I did it again, and again. Picking up a brutal pace that had us both out of breath.

Brynn’s hand snaked under his body to reach for his cock, but before he could wrap his fingers around it, my brother’s very human tattooed covered arm stopped him.

“Let me, Mate.” I grinned at Riven, absolutely fucking feral. I wrapped my fingers around Brynn’s neck and used my hold to pull him up so he was on his feet, his body flushed to mine. My cock slipped out, causing Brynn to hiss and push backwards, trying to impale himself.

I nipped at his shoulder. “Settle, Omega. I got you.”

“Blanket,” I couldn’t manage more than that, fighting my wolf at every turn, but Riven understood what I meant and grabbed the thin ass blanket off the bed, then his off the top bunk and folded them before putting them on the floor. It wasn’t perfect, but would protect Brynn’s knees, and mine at least a little.

I settled on the blanket, never letting go of my hold on Brynn. His throat flexed under my hold, as he naturally wanted to go down into the mating position, but I held him in place, then filled him back up.

My eyes met Riven’s over Brynn’s head, and he knew what I was saying.

Riv grinned at me, then knelt down. Before Brynn could say a word, Riven swallowed his tiny omega cock whole.

Brynn screamed.

“That’s it, sweetness. Does my brother’s mouth feel good?”

Brynn made some kind of sound that could have been agreement. I could feel his Adam's apple bobbing up and down under my hand. I squeezed, just a little bit, and pumped inside him roughly.

“Come inside Riven’s mouth, little rabbit. He’s desperate for it.”

Riven was pumping his own dick roughly and erratically, like he couldn’t find a rhythm, or didn’t care. I didn’t blame him, we all needed to fucking come.

Brynn seemed to take my words to heart, because his body stiffened, and then he screamed out his orgasm. Riven moaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he swallowed our sweet mate’s release. Riven was next, shooting on the floor between his knees. Between seeing my brother get lost in his pleasure and Brynn milking my fucking cock, it was all too much, and I couldn’t hold it any longer.

My fingers pulsed around Brynn’s throat as I came, filling my mate up. “Gonna knot you, sweetheart,” I told him.

Brynn nodded the best he could. “Please. Please. Need it. Need it so fucking bad.” His voice was raspy, probably from all the screaming he’d done.

I held Brynn close up against my body as my knot started to expand. “Fuuuuck. Goddess. So full. This feels…oh my Goddess.”

My wolf preened, absolutely thrilled he was the one giving his mate this pleasure. I met Riven’s eyes. His were a little glassy as he stayed, swaying slightly, on his knees. “You’re next, brother. I can’t wait for you to feel this. He’s so fucking tight. So fucking perfect.”

He cupped Brynn’s chin and brought him into a soul searing kiss. Brynn was shaking, from my knot or the kiss, I wasn’t sure, but I guess it didn’t matter. I held him tightly until I fully expanded inside him and he was properly stuck on my knot.

My canines expanded, and my jaw ached as all my alpha instincts and my wolf fought to bite our mate and make our claim official. But I somehow resisted as much as it hurt. It was too dangerous. I had no fucking clue what the guards, or the other inmates would do if we claimed Brynn. They couldn’t know the truth, that he was our fated mate. I didn’t know what would happen, it's not like this ever occurred before, but it likely would be bad. They’d use Brynn against us, and he’d be in even more danger than he was now.

Get your shit together,I snapped internally at my wolf,we can’t bite him yet. Too fucking dangerous. Besides we should probably at least attempt a real conversation with Brynn, but my wolf couldn’t give two fucks about that, so I didn’t bother with that argument. He did want to protect our omega though, and eventually stopped fighting me, allowing me to fucking breathe for once.

I glanced at Riv, who finally stopped fucking Brynn’s mouth with his tongue. “Help me get us to the bed.” Riv nodded.

Riven climbed shakily to his feet. Despite the fact that he just came, Riv was already half hard. It was Brynn’s heat. We’d be insatiable for as long as it lasted.

It wasn’t easy, not with Brynn impaled on my knot, but we somehow managed to get to the bottom bunk, just jostling him a handful of times. Brynn was whimpering by the time we were positioned on our sides on the narrow bunk. He was facing the cinderblock wall, so that my back was the one to the cell, protecting him. Riven sat cross legged in front of the bunks, closest to the bars, and rubbed Brynn’s leg absently.

At some point throughout the commotion, the hunt must’ve officially ended, and we were locked back in our cells. It always took a few hours for the guards to get everyone back and secure, then they would start their rounds, checking to see who survived the hunt, who didn’t, and reestablishing order.

We had some time with our mate because of that. Hopefully by the time the guards started to take interest in our omega, his heat would be over, and we could all focus. It wasn’t unheard of for the victor to claim the prey as their pet for a bit. The guards looked the other way generally, and let him play with his prize. I never heard of one lasting longer than a few days though. Usually they didn’t survive longer than that. The couple of times they did, the guards eventually dragged the omega away, and we never saw them again.

That meant we probably had three days tops before someone tried to come for our omega. I had no idea what we were going to do, but we had to come up with a plan quickly, because there was no fucking way I was letting the guards, or anyone, get their hands on our mate.

Just the thought of it had me rumbling deep in my chest. Riven squeezed my ankle in silent support. I smiled softly at him and looked back at our mate who was dozing, impaled on my knot. I hated that he was going through this and in this fucking hell hole. He deserved so much better. Our mate should have food and water, and a nice warm bath to soothe his sore muscles in between waves. But we had none of that. We had a few snacks hidden but that was it. It wasn’t enough, and the alpha in me was devastated that we wouldn’t be able to provide for our mate like we should.

Brynn stirred like he sensed my distress, and I kissed his shoulder. I began to purr, sort of surprised I could access that innate alpha ability after the hunt was over. Was it because of Brynn’s heat? It helped Brynn settle, though, so I didn’t think too deeply about it. Not that I had the brain power to think about anything right now.

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