Chapter 6
Chapter 6
“ W hat the fuck did you do?!” I cried, trying to jerk away, too weak to succeed.
Hands held me in place as his teeth broke through skin. Something tugged at my heart, coaxing it open, and my alpha slipped in.
Because he was my alpha now.
He’d bitten me. Claimed me. I’d killed an alpha for less.
So then why did this feel so right?
“Doing what he’s supposed to do, sweet girl,” Alec said, his voice gentle but firm. “And what we’re going to do next.”
And then, as tears that should have been made of despair but were filled with joy, streamed down my face, Liam was kneeling up, me in his arms, releasing my neck. They gave me no reprieve before Owen and Alec took over. Alec dropping kisses on the right side of my neck while Owen licked up the blood and saliva on the left.
“Wait,” I said again, but they didn’t.
Liam began thrusting into my pussy again, his knot dragging up and down my walls as he rubbed my clit, in hard, tight circles that made everything in me go tight again.
“Our omega,” Alec said.
“Fucking finally,” Owen agreed, and then they were biting down, tearing into my skin and claiming me, too.
Following Liam into my heart and making a home there.
The overwhelming sting from their bites set me off into another orgasm. I clenched wildly around Liam’s knot, and with a curse, he filled me with even more come.
I’d been claimed.
It had happened again.
But this time. This time…
Liam lay back on our nest, gathering me tightly to his chest and holding me there around his still thick, hard knot, kissing me. While Alec worked his cock into my virgin ass, making me clench and scream wildly into Liam’s mouth from the feeling of fullness. Lost to the bliss, I felt Owen lift my head from Liam’s and force his hard cock into my mouth, down my throat. And I submitted to them. They weren’t like the alpha I’d killed. They accepted all of me, they wanted me conscious, feeling—theirs. Fully Emma, violent, vengeful bitch and all.
As they fucked me, as they made me come, I became this new Emma, both soft and strong, submissive and willful.
Because I was theirs.
And they were mine.
Finally, finally , they softened inside me, gathering me close, murmuring into my hair and purring, praising me and loving me and promising me a better future.
“You promised you’d get me out,” I reminded them with a yawn.
“Yes, sweet girl, we will.”
“Don’t leave me here, or I’ll have to hunt you down and cut off your dicks,” I tried to threaten.
Laughter surrounded me, filling the small cell.
“We wouldn’t expect any less, kitten.”
“What happens next?”
“Sleep, little omega. You’ll find out in the morning.”
And I fell asleep to the sensation of safe, warm arms around me—and the sound of terrified male screams.
I woke to the sound of chirping birds and the soft light of the early morning sun, filtered by my grandmother’s curtains.
I sighed, snuggling into the warm, hard pillow.
Wait.
Birds?
Sunlight?
My grandma’s curtains?
I had to be dreaming.
My eyes popped open. I expected to see the gray walls of my cell, the dark, dismal reality of Hell. My whole body ached.
I was greeted by sunlight filtering through my grandma’s curtains.
I was in my cottage.
I was home.
And surrounded by my alphas on all sides.
“Oh, good, you’re awake,” Owen chuckled. “I was worried we’d fucked you into a coma.”
“How are we even here?” I asked.
Alec stroked my hair, his own gleaming in the sunlight.
Sunlight. I hadn’t seen it in seven years. It warmed my soul and made something in me ache.
“After you passed out, we killed the guards. And the warden. They deserved it. We freed the omegas—your friend Belle included. It was a bloodbath, but it was necessary. Then we went into your files, found your address, and decided to bring you home.”
Home.
“And what about all of you?” I asked.
This time, Liam spoke up.
“We’re staying, of course, little omega.”
“Good.” I snuggled into them. I wanted them, these big, scary alpha protectors. The bites on my neck throbbed, and I eyed my alphas’ necks.
“We haven’t completed the bond,” I pointed out.
A smile lit Liam’s face, turning his cold gaze warm, like the sunlight was inside him, too, not just the house.
Our house.
Home, my inner omega declared, allowing no argument.
Home, I agreed.
“Well, we’ll have to do that,” he growled, and then they were on top of me.
And what happened after?
Well, I’m sure you can guess.
(Reader, I did not kill them.)
THE END