“He’s going to fuck you pregnant, Omega,” Sinadim drawled, watching her from beneath his lashes. Still, but for the blur of his fist and the jerking, desperate muscle rippling at his shoulder cap. “Right now. As I watch.”
His voice… deep, cultured and laced with disdain… it made her gush around Giaus’ girth. Felt deep in the cradle between her hips, where an alien weight grew plump and more mature with each seasoned touch, every covetous glance or rumbling purr.
Confused tears gathered in her lashes, her sight growing blurry even as her eyes flicked over tiny, insignificant details that held her in rapt fascination despite the males jostling to be the first to tear her in half. Fighting for the privilege of being the one to claim the larger portion.
Utterly bewildered by the rare beauty in the tiniest details, Renegade wept as she was fucked. As her belly grew tighter, overdue for a thing she couldn’t name and had never felt before. A thing that needed only the slightest, enticing push…
There was a moment suspended between. Frozen in the void between breaths. Where she was held in thrall by the wispy black hairs framing her own face, floating just outside her field of vision—a stolen instant where she found a symphony written on the wind. A rainbow of dust and debris floating on a gentle breeze, the host of an explosion of color she could taste even without drawing breath.
It couldn’t last.
Rupturing, a sharp stab of pain, and she felt pebbles roll free before the dam burst in her core. One after the other, the pebbles were enticed to break away as if summoned into being by the king himself.
“Now!” Sinadim snarled, and sucked a hissing breath between his teeth as his balls drew up, parting on either side of his shaft.
Shuddering, Giaus unleashed a powerful knot and seated himself deep. Hooked into place behind her pelvic bone, he roared as he pressed deeper still. Soaking his knot, balls, and the heaps of rumpled bedding as he emptied himself inside her.
Renegade could do little but take it. Panting, drunk on the prickle of fine hairs and sweat slicked against her spine, she tilted her hips up to catch every last drop, just as she was trained to do. Inviting her desecration with a glassy, brittle smile, she felt her lower back bunch and twitch as if the muscles still had a purpose. As if she’d have happily flicked her tail aside and thrown herself at his feet, if only he’d be the balm to the thing that ailed her.
“Look at you,” Giaus rumbled, and cupped her cheek in one massive hand. Thumb tracing the bladed edge of her opposite jaw, from the corner all the way to her lower lip where it caught and tugged. Letting her taste something salty from the pad of his wandering digit. “Thesetears,” he rumbled, and laved her cheek so he too might claim a taste. “I find them… pleasing. Perhaps more than even your fire, they suit me.”
Offering only a dewy blink and a coo, she hummed a drowsy question.
“I made you sing for me,” he replied, testing where they were locked together. Watching as his knot threatened to pull her insides out in a luxurious stretch of intimate flesh. “They are my due. A salty reward for breeding my vicious, wild queen. My mate.” He grinned, then. Curling around her to fill every last millimeter of her vision, he pressed a bruising kiss to her lips, and said, “The taste of gravid female is… unrivaled. A delicacy I shall have again and again.”
“It’s too soon to say,” Sinadim said around a mighty yawn. Stretching his arms high above his head, his belly flexing in a show of shivering muscle splattered with ropes of creamy, glistening white. “It takes more than one knot to cross the species barrier, especially for a stubborn thing like her, but…” He shrugged, though she didn’t need to see the wicked gleam in his green eye to know the flavor of his jealousy. “I’m sure it’s a task you’re equal to, my Liege. She won’t be going out of season any time soon, after all.”
Horror washed over her then. Blanketed by the dense fog that was every fleeting oppressive emotion flicking through the vapid brains of the males smothering the life from her lungs, yet there all the same. And it was then, as she blinked at her surroundings, that Renegade took the time to actually look.
What she saw in the dark was mystifying.
There was Sinadim, lounging alongside them. His belly splashed with ropes of cooling seed that gleamed with shades of pearly blues, blond mane bristling as he offered her a devious smirk and cheeks kissed by the slightest tinge of pink.
Giaus, who refused to be ignored, even for a moment. His long legs sprawled out from one side of a bed she didn’t recognize, to the other side of a nest she’d never been in before and hadn’t made.
It was a place transformed.
What had once been a dank prison pit had been widened. A gently sloping path carved into the earth, they’d left the back wall high and imposing. Bracketing a nest more glorious than anything she’d seen in Hadim’s harem, for it was piled high with every scrap of leather or fur the pack possessed.
Deep and messy, it was a heap of luxury that dominated the burrow. And although not a single thing was in the correct place, its purpose was unmistakable, even through the chaotic disarray.
A nest.
Atruenest.
One that had been built for her. Around her.
So she might be bred in the way of the ancients.
Fucked pregnant.
Her eyes snapped back to the prince, and she saw his sly smirk for the mask it was. That it concealed a calculating villain playing a far more cerebral game than any she’d thought possible.
One in which she was little more than a fuckable pawn—not the queen of the beyond.
When it started, the shaking came from a chill deep in her bones. Dread, the likes of which she’d never known as a harem Omega. Where she’d been enslaved to Hadim, yes. But she’d been a face among many. Nameless. Lost in the masses. She’d avoided her duty for years.
But here… with two sets of gleaming, feral eyes watching her every insignificant twitch? Her every thoughtless movement? Their noses tipped back to pull each breath through parted lips, licking their chops like the ravenous beasts they really were, beneath it all.
