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Shoot. They were nearly out of time. And Ronan had returned. The alpha paced restlessly downstairs, knocking into furniture. Teal knew his husband was waiting to be called into the bedroom, but he wouldn’t be able to wait forever.

“Ronan will help you, if you’ll let him,” Teal told Sorcha. He dared to run a fingertip across the younger man’s cheek, gratified when Sorcha nuzzled into the touch. “Are you okay with Ronan fucking you? You need an alpha knot. These toys won’t cut it.”

Teal seethed inwardly, livid at Dale and Abe for thinking two ridiculous dildos were going to get Sorcha through a risky heat.

Sorcha stared at Teal with wide eyes. A tear dripped down his cheek. “He’s…your alpha…your…husband.”

“Oh, my darling.” Teal reached out and wiped the teardrop.

“I know this must be so confusing for you. And such a frightening experience.” He let his palm rest on the young omega’s jaw.

“But make no mistake—I want Ronan to help you. I’m the one who called him here.

This is a terrible time to explain it. When you’re hurting and your body is on fire.

But I’ll try. Because I don’t want you to feel guilty.

Or have regrets once this heat passes and you fully digest it.

” Teal ran his thumb back and forth across Sorcha’s chin.

“Ronan and I care deeply about you. Both of us. I don’t have a knot to offer, but I feel the same desperation to protect you that Ronan does.

I’m sure you sense it too. There’s something pulling the three of us together.

Knowing you need Ronan, the way I’ve needed him, makes me feel close to you.

Your pain right now is causing me pain, and you need to let me take it away. ”

Sorcha’s expression looked haunted. “I guess I don’t…have a choice.”

“Sorcha, you always have a choice. If you’d rather we take you to the hospital or try to use these toys instead, or if there’s someone else you want us to call, we can do that.”

Sorcha sniffed. “No…there’s…no one.”

“There’s us,” Teal assured him. “You’re not alone. Please, will you let Ronan help you?”

The conflict in Sorcha’s features, especially his bright eyes, tore at Teal’s heart.

“I promise you, it’s okay to say yes,” Teal implored him, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on Sorcha’s wet cheek. “Please say yes, my darling.”

Sorcha held Teal’s gaze for a long moment. Searching.

Finally, he nodded. “Yes, I…want Ronan. He smells…so good.”

Teal smiled in relief. “He certainly does.”

Thank the stars Sorcha consented to Ronan fucking him! Teal didn’t want to push his luck, but since Sorcha seemed more aware than he’d been earlier—Ronan’s nearness probably helped—he addressed the other big issue.

“Sorcha, I’m going to tell you what I imagine will happen here.

Ronan’s going to come in and he’s going to fuck you.

Knot you. Once he’s done it a few times, his head will be clearer and he’ll be able to have more control during the rest of your heat.

By tomorrow, you’ll be delirious, so you’ll have to trust him to take care of you, okay? ”

“Okay,” Sorcha murmured.

“He’ll use condoms the first few times, but with how long you’ve gone unserviced today, it’s probable that won’t be good enough and he’ll need to fuck you bare.

” Teal wasn’t sure Sorcha understood the implication, so he continued, “Because you’ve been on suppressants so long and have never had a proper heat, it’s unlikely this is a breeding heat, but there’s always the chance. ”

Teal expected that once Ronan had more control of himself, he’d object to going bare, but as with Sorcha’s earlier dilemma, they didn’t have many options. The little omega was already sick and feverish. Ronan needed to make him well. By any means necessary.

Sorcha nodded, whispering “yes,” before whining pitifully and twisting against the sheets. Another wave would arrive soon.

The alpha downstairs knew it too. Teal heard his husband moving about frantically. His peppery sage scent grew stronger, wafting to the bedroom.

“Okay, Sorcha, I’m going to call Ronan up. He’ll take good care of you. You’ll need to be fucked and sucked and stroked a lot. And he’ll do all of it. He’s a good alpha.”

Sorcha didn't answer. Instead, he began scratching at his skin again. He rolled onto his stomach, rubbing his swollen shaft along the mattress as he released a pained cry into the pillow.

Stomping on the stairs alerted Teal he wouldn’t need to summon Ronan. His husband had reached the limit of his restraint.

Seconds later, Ronan slammed into the doorframe, red-faced and growling fiercely. His pants and boxers pooled at his ankles. He gave his cock a few punishing strokes as he reached for a condom from the bag in his hand.

Teal took that as his cue to leave. He wondered how quickly he could get next door to his own bed so he could jack off to the mental image of Ronan fucking Sorcha into oblivion.

The three men's lust-fueled scents swirled together in the darkened room, thickening the air as the little omega’s heat frenzy raged. Teal’s crease dripped with slick, causing his thighs to clench. Good grief . If he was this turned on, he could only imagine how Ronan and Sorcha felt.

Condom in place, Ronan stalked toward the bed, pushing his lips against Teal’s in a bruising kiss as they passed. “I love you, my omega,” he said gruffly.

“And I you.”

On the bed, Sorcha gasped with desire. He peered up at Ronan as the alpha bent one knee onto the mattress, kicking his clothes off.

The young omega’s gaze dropped to Ronan’s throbbing, massive cock. Hesitantly, Sorcha reached out a hand…

To Teal.

“Teal,” Sorcha pleaded. “Stay…Please.”

Teal stopped short in the doorway. His breath caught.

This was not something he’d considered. In all the heats he’d shared with Ronan, they’d never had a third person involved. Not even Niall. He’d never wanted it. But gazing at Sorcha, Teal could see the little omega wanted him there…badly. An invitation he was beyond grateful to receive.

“My darling, are you sure?”

“Sure…very.” Sorcha’s voice had the consistency of sandpaper.

“Alright,” Teal replied softly. “Whatever you need.”

At that moment, the wave captured Sorcha completely. Instinct drove the panting omega to roll onto his side and present his drenched hole to Ronan. The alpha rumbled in satisfaction.

Lying down on the bed behind him, Ronan crooked Sorcha’s knee to line up his sheathed cock with its target. Teal went around to the other side of the bed and lay down so he and Sorcha were face-to-face.

Ronan pushed into the little omega.

The alpha seated himself to the hilt with one slow, determined thrust. Closing his eyes in ecstasy, he began pumping in and out. Teal reached down and grabbed Sorcha’s erection, stroking it with both hands.

Sorcha’s color and breathing improved almost instantly at Ronan’s invasion, and he mewled with pleasure. Teal grinned knowingly. The younger man was very much enjoying his first taste of alpha cock.

Teal worked one of his palms over Sorcha’s hardness, reaching the other hand down to fondle his balls, covered in sticky slick.

Teal had never tasted another omega’s slick before.

Without thinking too much about it, he brought his finger to his mouth and licked off Sorcha’s essence.

The sweet taste went straight to his aching prick.

Sorcha watched the gesture as though hypnotized.

Then, smiling shyly, he laid one delicate hand against Teal’s chest before sliding it up to grab the older omega’s wrist. Sorcha stared into Teal’s eyes as he brought the finger that had just been in Teal’s mouth to his own, sucking on the digit for several long seconds.

Sorcha reached his other hand back to squeeze Ronan’s hip as the powerful alpha rutted behind him.

Releasing Teal’s finger, Sorcha whispered, “I need…you…both. Belong to you…both.”