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“I want you to breed me,” she whispers, and then louder: “I want your pups. I want to be full of you. I want…oh God…”

Baylin nuzzles her throat. “Your omega knows what she needs.”

But she keeps fighting. Even as we knot her over and over. Even as we pump her full of cum. Even as she begs for more.

“Life’s not fair, little queen.” I grab her chin, make her look at me. “But this is what you need. Deep down, you know it.”

She tries to deny it but her body betrays her. Coming again, clenching, whining.

* * *

By day three, she’s different.

The fight is draining out of her. She’s still crying but not fighting as hard.

She whimpers as Baylin positions her over his cock. “I need…”

“Need what, omega?” he asks.

“Need you.” Her voice breaks. “Need all of you. Need to be full. Need to be bred. I’m so empty without you.”

“That’s our girl,” Callum praises, stroking her hair. “Accepting what you are.”

“What am I?” she asks, tears streaming down her face.

“Our perfect little omega queen,” I reply.

* * *

By day four, she’s stopped fighting completely.

“Please,” she begs as I position myself between her thighs. “Please fill me. Please knot me. I’ll do anything.”

“Anything?” I tease, even as I’m lining myself up.

“Anything. Just please don’t leave me empty. I can’t…I need you so much and I hate it and I love it and I don’t know who I am anymore…”

“You’re our omega,” I tell her, sliding deep inside her perfect little pussy.

She comes apart, no walls left, no defenses. Just pure need and submission.

“Good girl,” Callum murmurs, watching us, his thickly veined hand sliding the length of his hard, leaking shaft. “Such a good omega for your alphas.”

* * *

On day five, I notice the change.

Her scent shifts. Still heat, still desperate need, but underneath it… something new.

“Our mate is pregnant,” Baylin says quietly while we’re switching positions.

Callum freezes. “Already?”

“I can smell it.” Baylin nuzzles her stomach reverently. “Our pups are growing inside you, love.”

Pride floods through all of us, the bonds singing bright.

We bred our omega. Got her pregnant with our little ones.