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The feeling of the Alpha's canine fangs raking against his skin drove him wild. His primal instincts were overcoming every part of his mind, driving him to a fevered intensity. "Please," he begged. "I need..."

"What?" Phoenix took his small chin into his hand, tilting Lars's head up to look at him as he stood. Then he began to remove his uniform, revealing his scarred muscle beneath. "Voice your need, Omega."

"Make this stop."

Lars's eyes fell on the bulge in Phoenix's trousers. He wanted what was there, wanted it inside of him. Heneededthe release. To feel an Alpha's cock filling him up, spilling its seed deep into him. He reached out dazedly, groping for it. He missed and grabbed a handful of fabric as he fell forward against Phoenix's legs. He was drunk off the intensity of the flush of chemicals flooding into his brain, spurred by the pheromones of the two virile Alphas. When he breathed in, his lungs were filled with Phoenix's scent, incredibly potent from the proximity to his cock.

Lars got on all fours and this time was successful in his attempt to remove the Alpha's trousers.They fell to his ankles, exposing everything. Lars looked up with wide eyes and dilated pupils, feeling the energy rushing through him as he took in the sight of the huge cock standing erect above his face. Its head was glistening and swollen, ready to take him. The smell of it was enough to make Lars groan hungrily; it was the potent scent of a rutting Alpha male wolf.

Griffin removed his clothes as well, stripping down to nothing but his golden collar. His left bicep was tattooed with a sigil that Lars recognized even in his state of deep heat, the crescent moon above two overlapping mountains that was the mark of the nation of Maitran, a small kingdom to the west that had become of a colony of Xyletia thirty years ago. His attention to the tattoo was fleeting, replaced quickly by a sharp bite of pleasure as Griffin slid his tongue across Lars's seeping hole.

He drew in deep breaths of the Omega, reveling in the scent of his fertility. Lars was slick with arousal, his asshole lubricating itself in the way that only an Omega’s could. Griffin watched as Lars clawed at his brother's legs, licking at his flesh, worshipping his cock but seemingly frightened to take it into his mouth. He was obviously inexperienced, operating off of instinct.

Griffin was in position to take the Omega from behind, while Phoenix would penetrate him from the front. Griffin was lesser in rank, but outside of the military things were different. They'd both agreed from childhood that whatever they did, they did for each other. They would fight by each other’s side. They would kill for each other. They would share a mate. They had to. They'd always understood that it would be the only way for them to rise up, to achieve their ultimate purpose.

Lars moved his hips to the movement of Griffin's tongue. He watched the prince's body tremble as he licked him, tasting his delicious fluids. It was almost time. The peak moment was nearly here, when the Omega would be the deepest level of his heat cycle.

Phoenix took his cock into his hand and dipped it down, tilting Lars's head by gripping his hair. "Suck," he commanded, and he pushed his cock forward so that the head pressed against the Omega's lips, smearing them with his thick pre-come. He watched as the Omega accepted it willingly, opening his mouth and taking the huge organ inside. Phoenix groaned as the warmth enveloped him. He felt Lars's little tongue moving around the head of his cock, tasting him. He moved deeper until tears formed in his eyes.

"Farther," Phoenix growled.

Lars didn't think he could take it any deeper, but he tried anyway. He felt a deep urge to please the man, this stranger who he'd only met just a handful of minutes prior. He wanted to make the Alphas happy.

The humming inside of him now pulsed like an engine at full bore. He gulped down Phoenix's gigantic cock, not even thinking about what he was doing. He was driven by his need to be taken, his instinct to be mated.

That was when he felt Griffin's thick fingers slide across his opening, pushing inside, stretching him out. He cried out for more, moaning on Phoenix's cock, saliva dripping from his stuffed-up mouth. It felt like he was going to die if wasn't penetrated at that instant, like every second a cock wasn’t filling up his insides was a moment of unbearable torture.

Then the real thing finally came. The Alpha's member pressed against him, and Lars moved his hips backwards in an attempt to accept him inside. But he was huge and Lars was small and had never been breached before by anything except his own fingers. He spread himself as much as possible, his groans muffled as Phoenix gripped his head and thrust deep into his throat. He gagged and choked, and he enjoyed it. He, the crown prince of Ekdol, was enjoying this disgrace. But at that moment, it was the only thing that seemed to exist in the whole universe. He was consumed.

The size was almost too much to bear. Lars cried and moaned as it filled him until it finally reached the hilt. The pain stuck for just a few seconds until his body converted it into pleasure and satisfaction. Griffin moved his hips, beginning the piston-like thrusting that sent blissful waves of pleasure pulsing through Lars's body.

Having them both inside of him was carrying him to another plane of rapture. His cock throbbed and ached as Griffin's thrusts drove against his spot. He slammed himself back against the Alpha, matching his thrusts, trying to accept him deeper and deeper into his Omega womb.

Everything was melting away. The war, his title, his country... It all didn't matter. None of it mattered. That Lars had vanished. Now, all that remained was a primal version of himself who only cared about one thing, and that was to be impregnated with the strongest Alpha seed possible.

He reached down and vigorously pleasured himself, the tip of his cock slathered with wetness that had flowed down from his entrance. Phoenix gazed down at him, his eyes full of fire and delight, his mouth hanging open in a grimace of ecstasy. Griffin's hand gripped his waist, grunting as he buried into him. The thrumming inside of Lars’s body spiked to another peak as a rush of base happiness flowed through him.

He was pleasing them, and that was all he wanted to do.

That was the thought that drove Lars over the edge. He felt the climax; it burst forth from the humming vibration that sang within him. It carried over him like a tidal wave, rippling into every part of his body and making him tighten around Griffin's cock. His own member spilled out a gush of hot semen onto the bedsheets as his body continued to tremble with orgasm. But the two Alphas weren't done with him. They continued to fuck him until his knees were wobbling like jelly, barely able to support him.

Griffin held him tightly by the waist, gripping him with both hands to keep him up. "I'm going to make you come again," he murmured through gritted teeth, pounding his cock into him, drawing his hips back to allow his full length to hammer in each time.

The spell over Lars wasn't broken yet—his body was still waiting for an Alpha's knot. It didn't take long before his cock was primed and ready again, and he was moaning at the top of his lungs, primal sounds that came from the raw feeling of being milked past the first orgasm. His body lost all control and he slumped down onto the bed, his chest sliding onto the puddle of fluid he'd created on the sheets. Through all this he managed to continue slurping down Phoenix's cock, never wavering in his attention to him.

It didn't take much longer for Griffin to come. His thrusts exploded in harder, feeling like they would just about shatter Lars's much smaller body, squeezing onto his hips so tightly that bruises immediately began to form. His grunts became primal growls and he slammed in one final time, driving himself as deep as possible. Lars felt the fog gust from his mind as Griffin's knot expanded inside, securing his cock in place, and his mouth dropped open in a silent cry. Then he felt the heavy spurt of come inside of him, filling him up with every pulse of the Alpha's cock.

Phoenix moved back, pulling his cock away from his grip. Lars found himself reaching out for it, trying to get it back, angry that something so precious had been taken from him. He couldn't move, anchored in place both by Griffin's powerful hands and the securing knot of his dick. Lars was kept like that for a while, as Griffin's orgasm slowly subsided, still pulsing into him. Phoenix stood to the side and stroked himself, looking like a predator waiting for his turn at the kill.

When the knot finally released and Griffin pulled out, his hot seed oozed out and dripped down Lars's balls onto the bedsheets. Phoenix approached. Gripping the base of his erection, he took hold of Lars's waist and yanked the Omega back onto him. Lars cried out, tossing his head back as he did. He was hit with an intense, feral feeling, the satisfaction of being mounted twice. His body loved that he was being shared by two Alphas, that both men's mark had been left on him, invisible to sight but detectable by any Alpha who came within scent range of him.

Griffin had been gentle compared to the way Phoenix fucked him. The commander was all fire and fury, barking and bellowing like a wild animal as his thrusts made reverberating slaps of flesh throughout the quarters. Lars gripped at the sheets with fading strength. He could feel the incredible sensation of Phoenix's dick pumping Griffin's seed deeper into him. He was reaching the end, the point where he would no longer be able to hang on at all. His world was tunneling around him as his eyes rolled back into his head, the pulses of pleasure completely sapping all ability to think or to even feel anything except the torturous desire to continue being fucked. But then that all slipped away, and soon he was coming again, screaming into the sheets as every muscle down below flexed and contracted from climax.

This was enough to trigger Phoenix. He pushed his hand against the back of Lars's neck as his cock knotted up inside. His muscles tensed, bulging furiously. His roar was deafening, and Lars felt the hot gush of his come deep inside, mixing with his brother's. He stayed there, his knotted cock holding the potent semen in place as he panted and growled. When he'd deposited everything, he ripped his cock free. Lars whimpered as he felt the flow of the finish cascading out of him. There was so much, and the primal urge he felt was to not waste a single drop. He found himself turning around, clawing at Phoenix's legs like a beggar at the feet of a king. He used his tongue to clean the last streaks of pearlescent fluid from his throbbing cock before finally collapsing sideways onto the bed, glassy-eyed.

Naked, Griffin sat in the chair across from the bed and watched with a dark, serious expression.

The Omega belonged to them now.