Chapter 27
Hades
I’m being hard on Serapina, but it’s what she needs. If we’re going to shatter this mirage—this curse—then I need her inner Omega pissed off and ready to fight for her claim.
I told Serapina to follow her instincts, and this is me following mine.
There’s a hint of challenge in her gaze now, one that tells me I’ve said something unexpected… and right.
Because now she wants to prove herself worthy of my knot.
Which is the opposite of what should be happening here. Alphas prove their worth to Omegas, not the other way around.
However, nothing about this situation is ordinary.
Omegas run. Alphas chase. Then we breed. A life is created. And the Omega nests.
That’s how our mating process works.
Though, with Persephone, I took a suppressant to ensure we never created a life. Which definitely went against the norm. So I suppose it’s only fate that her reincarnation would be different, too.
But this goes so much deeper than an abnormality.
This is the result of another Alpha tampering with the fertility cycle of an Omega.
And that Omega is now fighting back.
I can see it in her fiery sapphire eyes. She’s glaring at me with a determination that promises revenge.
My lips curl, intrigued.
Because she’s going to take that frustration out on Maliki.
Serves him right for how he treated us upon our return. Oh, he may have muttered an apology my way—one I don’t think Serapina heard—but that doesn’t mean I’ve completely forgiven him.
Serapina is going to help me punish him.
With her sweet fucking mouth.
She slides her long fingers into Maliki’s hair and pulls him away from her pussy. His mouth is glistening with the evidence of her arousal, his gold irises swirling with his own need.
He looks only at her, his focus clear.
She’s his.
And she captivates his every move.
“Tell me where you want me, sweet mystery,” he says.
“In my mouth,” she replies. “So come up here and feed me your cock.”
Fuck, her filthy words make my knot pulse.
I don’t know who taught her to say that or if she just picked up the language from Morpheus’s or Maliki’s mind, but it’s exactly the right thing to say.
Maliki crawls over her to kiss her dirty mouth, his praise coming through with his tongue as he presses his groin against her slick heat.
“Don’t you dare fuck her cunt,” I tell him. “I want to watch you feed her, just like she demanded.”
Morpheus hums in approval, his hand on his knot as he watches Maliki and Serapina.
“See how tight her ass is while you’re down there,” he says.
I arch a brow at him.
And he arches one right back. “Don’t tell me you’ve never wanted to double knot an Omega before, Hades.”
It’s not a concept I’ve ever allowed myself to entertain. But his words absolutely have me pondering it now. “Do what Morpheus says, Maliki.”
“I don’t answer to either of you” is Maliki’s response as he thrusts into Serapina. “Sera is my boss now, remember?” His gold eyes glance up at me, the look one that dares me to fight him.
It’s a dare he emboldens with another punch of his hips, the motion causing Serapina to moan deeply.
“Hmm.” I lean down to press my lips to Serapina’s ear. “Make him fuck your mouth, darling. Or I won’t give you my knot.”
Serapina ignores me for a moment, but I know she heard me. So I let her decide how to proceed, and lean back to watch as Maliki continues to take her with abandon.
His tattoos writhe with the movements, his body sleek and powerful against hers, and stir the most delicious of moans from our mate’s mouth.
But after a few more enthusiastic seconds, she pulls Maliki’s lips away from hers and says, “I want your cock in my mouth. Please.”
“Mmm…” He nuzzles her cheek, the sweet gesture at odds with how roughly he was just taking her pussy. “If I put my dick in your mouth, I’m going to expect you to swallow everything I give you, trouble. Think you can handle that?”
The challenge in his tone suggests he understands the assignment—we need to push her Omega. Either he sensed that in my intentions via our tentative bond or…
Or Morpheus told him, I realize, locking gazes with my cousin. “You mated Maliki.” I didn’t pick up on it when Serapina and I returned, my best friend’s angry welcome having distracted me entirely.
However, I feel it now, the live-wire current running between him and Morpheus.
They’re not just initially joined, but also fully connected.
“Jealous?” Maliki asks me, a wicked glint in his gaze. “Want me to bite you again, my lord?”
My jaw ticks. I have no idea what has transpired between my cousin and my best friend, but three of them—Serapina, Maliki, and Morpheus—have all bitten one another, forming the perfect mate-circle.
And I’ve only been bitten once—by Maliki.
So, yes, I’m very fucking jealous.
It’s an emotion I ensure my best friend feels as he stares me down. Triumph glitters in his gaze for a beat, then he starts kissing a path down our Omega’s body to resume feasting on her cunt. Only, he pivots over her so he’s upside down and slides his slick cock right into her waiting mouth.
There is no mercy.
He fucks her lips like he did her pussy, causing our mate to gag. She grabs his ass, her nails biting into his flesh as she tries to force him off of her.
“Remember your safe motion, Serapina,” I tell her. “A fist in the air. Do that and he’ll stop.”
She responds by changing the position of her hands to push him downward instead of trying to yank him off, her determination evident.
Fuck, she’s tenacious.
Skilled.
Strong.
I love seeing her like this, taking Maliki’s brutality while urging him to go harder.
I can almost taste her slick, her own climax already rising.
Because she was made for this—made for us.
And we are finally going to free her inner Omega.
Morpheus draws his fingers along her cheek, his gaze admiring as he says, “You’re taking him perfectly, little dreamer. I can’t wait to watch you swallow his seed.”
She shudders, and I swear I hear a little mewl escape her, but then it’s all groans and suction and wet sounds.
Maliki is practically vibrating, his smoky tendrils swirling all over as he taunts Serapina with his sensual touch.
It’s amazing to watch, the two of them well matched in every way.
And then he’s coming down her throat, his growl one that resonates deep within me.
Serapina flounders a little, his cock choking her as he comes with a ferocity I can almost feel.
Morpheus watches closely, his expression telling me he’ll yank Maliki off of her the moment this becomes too much.
But our Omega sucks down every drop, just like she should.
“Keep going,” I tell them both. “I want Serapina to come again.”
Because she hasn’t exploded a second time, and I’d like her to fall apart at least one more time before I take over.
Maliki doesn’t fight me this time, his mind set on her pleasure.
However, he flips them on the bed, his shadows writhing all over with the movement since he shifted her with his power rather than with his hands.
Her eyes are wide, her mind trying to compute what just happened, so I fist her hair and hold her in place. “Suck his cock, wife. I want to see him come down your throat again.”
Her gaze darts over to me, her nostrils flaring as she tries to breathe.
“Show me you can swallow more than a single load so I know you can handle my knot,” I tell her, my voice deep with intent. “It’s been two thousand years since I’ve fucked anyone. Two thousand years of building up my seed. If you want it, you’ll have to prove you can take what I have to give.”
I release her hair, curious to see what she’ll do.
She stares me down, her expression darkening as she stops trying to breathe and takes more of Maliki in her mouth.
I smile, letting her see my admiration. “Such a good wife,” I praise her. “Now come all over his face for me.”
“For us,” Morpheus inserts, his hand trailing down her spine to her ass. “I need some of your sweet slick, little dreamer. It’ll help us stretch you.”
Serapina trembles, her eyes falling closed as Morpheus’s fingers slide lower to where Maliki is feasting. She jolts, then groans at Morpheus’s touch.
I can’t see it from this angle, but it’s clear he just penetrated her cunt. Because in the next moment, she’s falling apart and gushing all over Maliki, just like I desired.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I say, admiring her fight as she tries to keep pleasuring Maliki while losing herself to the bliss of her own climax. “Just scream around his cock, darling. He’ll love it.”
She does, the sound almost a growl as his shaft vibrates in her mouth.
He groans between her legs, his body strung tight as he unloads again, the euphoric moment clearly having tipped him over the edge. And unexpectedly, too, if his curse is any indication.
I smirk, amused by his unintended explosion. “That was new, Maliki.”
“Fuck you,” he grinds out, utterly lost to his oblivion.
Serapina manages to swallow despite her own rapture, her throat working as she forgets how to breathe and focuses solely on taking his seed.
“Exquisite,” I say, combing my fingers through her hair. “You’re incredible, wife. Coming all over his face while sucking out every available drop.” I draw my touch to her neck and trace a line downward as she swallows again. “Fucking glorious, darling.”
She quivers, her nails digging into Maliki’s hips. A deep groan escapes her as Morpheus’s touch shifts backward, his finger finding her little rosebud and pushing through the tight ring to begin stretching her.
“What do you think, Omega?” I ask, my lips at her ear again. “Can you take two knots?”
It’ll feel different for her from behind, the bulb not actually attaching inside her back there. But the copious amounts of cum will be the same, our inner Alpha beasts longing to drench our mate inside and out with our heated claims.
Serapina releases Maliki’s cock with a pop, her blue eyes radiating challenge as she looks at me. “Knot me and find out.”
Her sultry voice has my inner Alpha growling in response, the slight rasp of her tone a fucking aphrodisiac that I can’t ignore.
She sounds like sex.
And she’s radiating need.
I grab her and kiss her, my control seeming to snap.
All I want is to feel her. Worship her. Claim her.
But I won’t force this. She has to choose me first. And I won’t demand that it happen tonight.
What I truly want is for her Omega soul to be freed, for Serapina to finally be able to embrace her fae nature.
I can see hints of her Mythos Fae immortality already shining through, her body proving to be capable of taking far more than her human mirage.
Because I don’t think she inhaled properly the entire time she sucked Maliki off.
Serapina moans into my mouth, her body twisting in response to Morpheus’s touch and Maliki’s tongue.
They’re preparing her the way a mate-circle should, ensuring she’ll be able to take what her Alphas are about to give her. I can’t be gentle. Not after waiting eons for this reunion. It might not be the way I always pictured it would be, but I could never have fathomed Serapina’s existence.
And I’m glad for that.
Because if I had known this gorgeous female was my future, the last two thousand years would have been that much more agonizing.
Serapina is perfection. She’s the Omega I never knew I needed. The epitome of my deepest desires. The queen to my king. A partner. An equal. My everything.
I tell her all of this with my tongue, my fingers weaving through her hair as I anchor her to me for an even deeper kiss.
I’ve lost sight of my plans. Given up my control to my beast. Forgotten what I originally intended. And simply exist with her in this moment.
Swallowing her cries of pleasure. Her whimpers. Her pleas.
When she reaches for my knot, I don’t stop her. I let her stroke me, feel the heat of her touch searing me to my very soul.
“Fuck, Serapina,” I breathe against her lips. I stretch out alongside her and Maliki, my grip in her hair forcing her to lean toward me.
She takes it a step further by sliding off of Maliki and pressing her body into mine. I go to my back, curious to see what my Omega has in mind, and hiss when she straddles my hips.
Her slick pussy kisses my shaft, making my knot throb with want. “Serapina…” Her name sounds like a prayer.
I feel enslaved to her wants and needs. Utterly consumed by her presence.
Her hand is still between us, her fingers around my knot.
She sits up and lifts her hips to angle my cock upward.
I know what she’s going to do.
Can see the desire in her pretty eyes.
I want to grab her, shove her into the bed beneath me, and thrust into her dripping heat. But I can barely breathe, let alone move.
She’s a Goddess. My Goddess. And all I can do is bow to her command. Let her lead. Give her what she desires.
A growl rumbles through my chest as my head meets her entrance.
Serapina stills, her eyes holding mine. “I need a new safe word.”
My eyebrow wings upward. That’s not at all what I expected her to say.
“I want to be able to scream your name,” she adds, still hovering there, taunting me with her weeping heat. “Please.”
The final word does something to me. It makes me snap out of this enchanted daze and sit up with her in my lap, my hands on her face as I pull her closer.
Her tits are fucking perfection against my bare chest, her body molding to mine in a way that confirms we’re destined for one another.
“Tell us your new safe word, wife.” I lace my voice with the command I know she needs, my hand moving to her nape. “Then put my cock in your pussy and lean into me so Morpheus can take your ass.”