Page 25 of Deadly Ties

“Good. Then more kisses.” I can tell he’s surprised by that, since they’re both already worked up, but I shrug. “I liked how they tasted through the bond. A hungry omega is a delicious thing.”

And then the prince does something that makes me smile. Tearing his gaze from mine, he cups Elvi’s face in his palms and asks, “Are you okay with this? Do you want more kisses?”

My mate is almost combusting down the bond, but she manages to give him a demure look through her lashes. “Yes. If you do.”

I swallow a chuckle, not wanting to distract them right now, and the words are barely out of her mouth before he’s pulling her towards him and his lips are crashing down. The fire I felt burning down the bond is instantly rekindled. An inferno, from the way they are clutching at reach other. Prior’s hands aren’t quite on her ass, but Elvi is grinding down on him and whimpering in the back of her throat.

My cock throbs, and I almost don’t blame the old men of my village for thinking this is witchcraft. If one omega can send an alpha into rut, two are the most perfect fantasy come to life. But as their mingled scent lifts from the tangled blankets, I sense something darker hovering at the edges of their passion. It’s time to remind them who’s in charge.

“Clothes,” I inform them, “are not to be removed.”

Two pairs of outraged eyes swing my way. They’re both panting, their pupils blown with lust, and their snarls would be cute if I didn’t know omegas as well as I do. “Take it or leave it,” I tell them, not tempering my dominance an inch. “You can still get off, but it’s late and you’re both exhausted. Fucking will have to wait.”

I expect at least one of them to tell me to go to hell. In this game, after all, they hold all the power. But my mate is now studying the other omega with a touch a shame in her face. “He’s right,” she says quietly, pressing her thumb to his bottom lip. When it comes away wet with blood, the bond turns sour. “You just got out of that basement, and I’mmaulingyou…”

“Hey!” The prince is now pissed, shooting a glare my way.

But I have no intention of cockblocking him.

“Tired, but still needy,” I tell them before he gets too worked up and ruins the mood. I lean forward in my chair, holding his angry gaze. “When you finally sink your cock into her sweet pussy, you will thank me,princi. It deserves your very best.”

That has Elvi squirming down the bond, but I’m glad to see the heat back in her cheeks. “Now, turn around my love. I wish to see your face as you lick him through his little sleep shorts.” I smirk at the prince’s expression. “I take it you’re well enough to return the favor?”

They don’t bother answering, both now focused on getting her to reverse her position as quickly as possible. I hum as I watch them, my gaze taking in her pebbled nipples, almost red with need through the sheer top. Their matching shorts are both damp from their arousal, and I can tell from the way their breathing speeds up that they like the view. I can’t see the outline of my mate’s swollen pussy like the prince can, but now that she’s wiggled back over his face, his cock is straining against the front of his shorts. It’s even more erotic trapped in the thin fabric, the thick head fighting to free itself. Elvi moans as she strokes the angry tip. “You’re beautiful, Kelly.”

He doesn’t have the breath to answer, his hands on her hips as he drags her down to his eager mouth. The first stroke of his tongue through her shorts makes her drop her head back on her shoulders and gasp. It gives me a perfect view of my mating bite on her long neck and I palm my cock, loving the burn under my skin. Denial was once a necessity around my princeshë; now it just heightens my pleasure.

“Make the most of it,” I tell them as I stroke myself. “It will have to tide you over until I let you fuck.”

They’re too busy to glare at me now, although princeshë rolls her gaze my way as she bends and licks her way down Prior’s cock. It’s slow and careful, not because she’s teasing him, but because she’s savoring every inch. I smile at the needy way her hands clutch his thighs, her tongue tasting the darker patch of his balls before returning to his tip. She sucks it through the fabric, and his groan echoes from between her thigh. I can’t see what he’s doing, but I know the exact rhythm of his tongue. It is in every undulation of her body as she tries to drive him deeper into her greedy pussy.

The mix of frustration and pleasure is enough to make my own balls ache. I chuckle as their mouths fight with the barriers holding them back from their prize. “Don’t get sloppy,” I warn them, my own hand busy on my cock. “You need to come together. Are you close?”

They both moan in reply, and I watch the beautiful sight of Elvi’s strained face as she tries to swallow his cock. She can barely get more than a third in her mouth, but her gland is vibrating, and I can tell from the way his heels dig into the bed he can feel it. “Just wait until she takes you down her throat,” I tell him. “That gland will send you straight to heaven.”

He almost roars around her pussy, his fingers white where they grip her bouncing hips. Elvi is sucking so hard, her cheeks are hollow, and then I open the bond all the way. Let her feel my need, my love, my admiration… She comes with a scream, Prior bucking under her and flooding his shorts with cum.

“Arben!” My mate gasps, tumbling off the other omega to clutch at her chest. “You nearly killed me.”

“Not even close, my love,” I tell her, gritting the words out as I scoop the ragged shorts Prior wore in the basement off the floor and filling them with my release. I gush almost as much as the boy, who is up on a shaking elbow watching me, his eyes dark and his face covered in slick. Even with the bruises and cuts, it’s far prettier than the sight of my pleasure in the torn, bloody fabric. But it gives my satisfaction a cold, dark edge. Crouch will rue the day he thought he deserved to touch this omega.

When I’m clean, I head into the bathroom and return with two washcloths, throwing one to the prince and looking pointedly at Elvi as I hold the other. She huffs but opens her legs, and I clean up all the slick that didn’t soak into her shorts. They’re a wreck, but she doesn’t even try to remove them. The prince ignores me, going to a dresser for a clean pair, and I don’t try to stop him. Not when it gives me a glimpse of his perfect ass as he pulls them on. But as he returns to the bed, his uncertainty prickles the air, and I grab the back of his neck. “You can dress yourself, but only if you don’t want me to remove them later.”

“What?” His eyes narrow, his puffy lips pulled tight. He still smells like Elvi’s pussy and it takes everything in me not to kiss that petulant mouth. “I had to change. They were soaked, man.”

“Arben. Or Alpha, if you prefer. But I like you soaked.”

He stares at his old shorts like he’s thinking about either retrieving them or tossing them in my face, so I push him gently towards the bed. “Sleep now. There’s plenty of time tomorrow to learn my rules.”

Elvi makes a disgruntled sound at that, but she’s already under the covers and holds them back for both of us to join her. I wait until the prince is curled up next to her before I take the chair at the end of the bed.

“You’re going to watch us sleep?” she asks, although she doesn’t sound particularly surprised. The prince shoots me a confused look, but Elvi’s eyes are already closing. I smile as he battles his own exhaustion.

“Lie down,princi im trim,” I tell him. “I promise, there’s nothing to fight here.”

I see the moment his heat takes him. He’s been growing restless in his sleep for the past hour, his body pulling away from Elvi as he tries to put some distance between her and his churning limbs. It’s a good sign he doesn’t want to hurt her, even when he’s deep in an exhausted sleep and not fully aware of the risk.

It also means his wolf is rising to the surface. It knows Elvi isn’t the enemy, and perhaps even senses the bond forming between them. I’ll need to see them both in wolf form to know for certain, but I remember the old stories about omegas. That in the beginning, packs could only form around a male and female omega. And every alpha only existed to serve the bonded pair.

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