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AFTER THE HEAVY conversation on the porch, I want to lighten things for Lotus in some way, so I show her what I found in the house.

It’s just a little closet, but it’s full of quilts and pillows and things, soft things, and when she sees them, all folded up in there, threadbare and old though they may be, her scent changes.

“Oh,” she says, reaching out to run her fingers over the fabric. “You know, when I was in Cedar Falls, I was always trying to find things for my nest. I didn’t know the word, but it’s all I wanted.”

“Yeah, well, we can work on making the room in there better,” I say. “More soft things?”

A smile overtakes her features, and her scent surges in a way that makes me know I’ve done the right thing. “More soft things,” she says.

“Tell me what to bring in,” I say. “I’ll carry everything.”

She begins ordering me around. I carry blankets, quilts, and pillows into the room with the mattresses.

There are some pillows and blankets in here already, but Lotus has different ideas about how she wants them organized.

We work together to tuck and fluff and create spaces here and there for lounging and comfort.

At some point, Knight comes in. He stands in the doorway, just watching, until Lotus tells him to get in here and help out.

I half-expect him to resist, but he doesn’t. It’s kind of fun, watching Knight fluff pillows and tuck in quilts under mattresses, how he’s real careful with everything that Lotus likes. I love Knight, the way I love all my mates. I think he needs this, this softness. We all do.

I tackle them, both of them, and we all go down into the fluffy wondrousness of the new nest. Lotus giggles and writhes and I tickle her. She looks like she wants tickled.

It turns into an all-out wriggle and tickle war, the three of us rolling around, pouncing on each other, tickling and shrieking and gasping and laughing.

Before long, we’re kissing, the softness of Lotus’s mouth like sweet, ripe fruit on a warm day in the summer, the firmness of Knight’s body like an antidote to her sweetness.

I go back and forth, kissing each of them, both of them lying on their backs on the mattresses in the nest as I lay first on top of her and then on top of him.

Knight takes me by the back of the neck and pushes me down between them. I groan, turning my face sideways to find Lotus. She kisses me as Knight squeezes a handful of my ass cheek. It feels good, and I groan again, giving him a look.

He’s panting, excited, alight. “Can I?” he asks me.

I want it, yes, I want it, but I… “I’ve never…”

“Well, me either,” he says, out of breath.

Lotus grins. “Ooh, can I watch?”

“I want…” I touch her face. “Between you both? Please?”

Her smile widens. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Knight’s reaching around to undo my pants and pull them down. My cock is hard and getting harder. I wonder about that, how the prospect of this only seems like a filthy kind of excitement, not like something I’m frightened of.

His finger finds me, finds my asshole, and he probes it.

I gasp. “I need fucking lube, Knight.”

“Yeah, of course,” he says and gets up, leaving the bed.

Lotus sits up. She’s taking off all of her clothes.

I put my face into the blankets. My heart is pounding.

“You too,” she tells me. “You take your clothes off, too.”

I start doing that, obeying her, and it feels good.

“Where’s Striker?” she calls after him.

“He’ll just tell us to stop,” says Knight, who’s voice sounds far away.

“Yeah, but I taped her fucking mouth shut,” says Lotus. “So, she can’t say things to take control of you, of my alphas. And we can’t just let her run our lives.”

Knight’s voice is closer. “Let me take Arrow’s anal virginity, and then I’ll go fucking kill her.”

I look back at him, my heart thudding out of rhythm. He’s naked now, too. “What the fuck did you just say?”

“I mean, I am going to be the first in your sweet, untouched little asshole, aren’t I?” He grins at me as he settles onto the bed with five tubes of various kinds of lubrication.

“Wow, that’s… this place is stocked with that, huh?”

“Guess it comes with the territory when you fuck as much as the Polloi does,” he says. “Don’t you trust me to give me your anal virginity, Arrow?” His voice has gotten singsongy, and I huff. He makes a soothing noise. “Shh, I’m going to be so, so gentle with you, baby.”

I shudder. “Are we doing that? Calling each other… that?”

He touches me again, but his finger has lube on it now, and he slips inside me.

I moan.

“I like it,” says Lotus, her voice quiet. “I like ‘baby.’”

“You’re mine, Arrow,” says Knight, his voice deep and soothing. “Let me have you. I’ll be good to you. Trust me.”

It’s weird. He shouldn’t even be trustworthy, but I feel like Jell-o as his voice rolls through me.

Maybe it’s because he’s pushing his thick forefinger inside me at the same time, and that feels, uh, nicer than I thought it would.

It’s an intrusion, sure, and a little uncomfortable and strange, but also, wow, nice . I let out a breathy sound.

“Yeah?” he says.

I moan in response and his finger has got to be really deep in me now.

“You’re ready for another finger, Arrow,” he informs me, and it’s not a question.

“Fuck,” I say.

“That’s hot,” says Lotus. She settles down next to me and kisses me. “I like watching him stretch you.” A pause. “Baby.”

I touch her face. “I like you here, baby. I like you watching. I, uh, like getting stretched.” My voice is a little scratchy on the last bit.

“You’re very tight,” says Knight. His voice is scratchy too. “You’re going to give me this tight, unfucked little asshole, aren’t you? Give it right to me. To your alpha. Isn’t that what you’re going to do?”

“Yes, alpha,” I breathe, submitting to him easily, even naturally. I like it. “Yes, please, alpha.”

He sucks audible air through his nose and suddenly, the stretch on me is more intense.

I cry out.

“Just another finger, baby,” he tells me in a soft voice. “You can take it. You’re taking it just fine. You’re almost ready for me. You want my cock inside you, don’t you?”

Fuck, yes, I want that more than I ever would have thought possible. “So much,” I moan.

“Good,” he says, and there’s suddenly nothing in me at all.

I gasp again, turning to look at him.

“You’re ready for me, baby,” he tells me, and there’s that huge knotted up alpha cock of his. I look down at him, and he strokes himself, and I feel the first hint of worry at the sight of his girth. Fuck, am I ready for him?

Lotus is touching me, fisting my cock with her sweet omega fingers.

I arch, shutting my eyes, letting out a cry as she squeezes me.

And then, she’s moving herself under me, guiding my cock to slip into her wet, sweet pussy as I feel Knight rubbing more lube against me.

God, I want this. I’ve never wanted anything more than this.

I want to be pressed between them, buried in my omega with an alpha at my back, buried inside me.

I want to claim and be claimed. I want it and I feel as if I might burst as I sink into Lotus’s wet heat.

“I want to knot you,” I whisper in her ear. “Can I knot you, baby girl?”

“Please, please,” she breathes, tracing patterns on my chest.

There’s a bit of resistance, but not much, and my knot presses through it and settles right there inside her, deep and sweet and good. Ah, perfection. I belong inside her.

But before I can get my equilibrium, Knight’s cock is breaching me.

I cry out.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” he says. “I’m going to fit just fine.”

I wasn’t worried.

“I know your virgin asshole is really tight,” he breathes in my ear, pressing further into me, “and I know my alpha cock is very, very fucking big, but you can take this.”

Lotus’s hand on my chest, soothing. “Are you okay, Arrow? This is really hot for me, but if you don’t like it—”

“I fucking love it, omega,” I assure her. “Ram my ass, Knight, fill me up.”

He pushes in. “Your virgin ass?”

“My… virgin ass,” I moan as he does just what I asked and fills me up. It’s overwhelming, almost unpleasant at first, but I do have my knot deep inside Lotus’s wet, perfect pussy, and nothing can really be unpleasant while that’s happening.

“Yeah, give me this asshole,” he groans into my neck.

“It’s yours, alpha,” I breathe, and it feels fucking amazing.

He strokes into me and I stroke into her and we find a rhythm, where I’m fucking her and fucking myself on his fat cock, and every stroke I make and every stroke he makes feels very good.

My balls are all tight and high, and I feel seconds away from coming.

Seconds away. Except I don’t come. Except everything just gets better, and better, and better .

“Oh, God, Arrow,” wheezes Lotus, “your cock is so fucking hard . It’s huge.”

“Is it?” I can hardly breathe, let alone speak, but it does feel like I’m crazy hard, actually. “You like that?”

“Yes,” she moans, reaching between us to play with her own pussy. “Make me come, Arrow. Knight, make him make me come.”

“Yes, omega,” says Knight, and he kisses the nape of my neck. “You feel… fucking wonderful, Arrow. You’re so fucking tight.”

“You want to knot me?” I say. I must be insane.

“Oh, shit,” he mutters. “I won’t fit, baby. You’re too tight.” But I feel his knot pushing insistently at my opening. “Fuck, Arrow, I want…”

“Knot him,” orders Lotus. I look down at her, and she’s flushed and pretty, her beautiful breasts high on her chest, and I want to kiss those pretty nipples of hers. “Knot him, Knight, and make us both come.”

I nuzzle down to put my mouth on her breasts. “Knot me, baby,” I confirm.

Knight’s rubbing more lube between us—on his knot, on me, and I’m sucking on Lotus’s tits, and she’s mewling and writhing against me, like a kitten.

“God, Arrow, your cock is so hard,” she breathes. “God, it feels good in me.”

Fuck, she’s crazy wet, and my knot is slippery as I move inside her, and everything feels like utter bliss. I can’t catch my breath, and I swear I’m going to come right now, right—

Knight’s knot pushes against the ring of my asshole, and it burns.

I gasp, the pain colliding with the pleasure and intensity of the moment. I don’t move for a moment, frozen in place.

He seizes me by the hips, holding me in place, and he knots me.

I scream.

It…

Oh, shit, I’m coming now, coming like crazy, fuck, I feel like my entire body is spasming, and the pleasure is molten, like I’m riding a wave of fire, like I’m exploding, like fire is coming out of my pores.

I make some kind of noise, too high, too loud, almost a screech.

Then I feel Lotus’s orgasm, her pretty, slick pussy clenching like mad on me, and this sends me off into another stratosphere of goodness, like the wave of fire overtakes the sky and burns away the horizon.

Knight lets out a string of swear words behind me, hits his peak, and then wraps his arms around me and begins kissing my neck and ear murmuring nonsense words into my skin even as Lotus flings out her arms and gazes up at us in utter adoration.

“Love you,” says Knight into my neck. “Love you both.”

“My beautiful boys,” breathes Lotus, shutting her eyes and basking in it.

I lean back to kiss Knight, tangling our tongues and then my lips find Lotus’s. She doesn’t open her eyes, just kisses me back eagerly, letting out these sweet, perfect little sighs.

As I’m kissing her, I become aware of something a little strange.

Teeth.

Well, this has never happened before, but my canines have, uh, expanded in my mouth, and they’re sharp and big and there , and it should be weird, but it’s not, maybe because I’m riding the best orgasm of my damned life or maybe because I’m kissing my omega and nothing could be bad while I’m kissing her.

But mostly because it’s just right, and I know it is.

I kiss away from her lips, dragging the tips of my newly sharpened teeth over her skin, scraping gently over her jaw.

Her eyes open and she lets out a deeply pleased noise.

“Good omega,” I murmur. “Time for you to be properly claimed, my sweet girl.”

“Yes,” she sighs, a rush of happy surrender. “Bite now, alpha.”

“Yes, baby girl, yes,” I say, and I fit my teeth to a little spot, right above her clavicle.

I don’t know how I know this is the right spot, but I do.

I hone in on it like the way I track. Everything falls away and it’s perfect, like the sun breaking free through the clouds after a dark storm. It’s all bright and clear now.

“Bite,” she moans, writhing into me. “Bite, please, alpha.”

I lick her there, preparing her, and I pull back, ready to strike her, like a snake or something, and my canines seem to expand even more, growing longer and more pointed, and I can feel the edges of them, how sensitive they are, almost like twin cocks in my mouth, and I know that when I bury my teeth in her, it’ll feel better than any sex has ever felt in my life.

I know that I’ll taste her blood, and I—

Remember the taste and the smell of omega blood.

Remember flashes.

Omegas, eyes wide in pain and fear, bleeding.

I remember the omegas we’ve killed together, and I remember how that feels, and I…

Don’t bite her.

I wrap my hands around her neck instead and start squeezing.

Her voice is in my head now. That’s my good boy, Arrow, that’s exactly right. You know just what to do with omegas. You kill them. Alphas are drawn to omegas to do exactly that. You’re the best tracker, aren’t you, Arrow?

I have my cock inside Lotus, but somehow now, it’s her hand on my cock, stroking me as she coos to me, calls me the best tracker and the best hound and her own little killer.

I’ll kill this omega for Dr. Acker, because that’s what I do, that’s what I’m trained to do, and that will be exactly right.

Abruptly, Knight’s arms are prying my hands from Lotus’s neck, and he’s pulling my back against his chest.

I thrash against him, confused.

Why is he stopping me?

This is what we do.

We kill omegas.

I get my arms free and snarl at him.

He snarls back, and his teeth are all long and fanglike too. He cocks back his head, nostrils flaring, and he strikes me . He sinks his teeth into my neck.

I come again. My cock spurts inside Lotus, and my whole body jerks, and then I’m limp, leaning back against Knight, gasping for air, my eyes rolling back in my head.