They shake their head, resignation lining their face, although they don’t look overly concerned apart from that. I don’t know how they’re not freaking out.
“We take care of her for however long this heat lasts. Then we apologize and hope for the best.” Their eyes are dark when they turn to me, and I can’t sit still any longer. I leap to my feet and pace back and forth across the floor surrounding her low nest.
“Okay but,” I say, fisting my hands and dropping them to my sides, “what the fuck do we do about about the bond!” I’m trying to keep my voice down, but the whisper still comes out too loud.
“There’s nothing we can do now, Aury.”
I turn and pace away. “She didn’t consent to this.”
“I know.” Their voice is sad. Quiet. It gives me pause, makes me feel less alone. My shoulders slump and I shuffle back over to them, then drop to the floor by their side and lean my head back against the wall. Hayden scoots closer so our arms and knees are touching. A small comfort while we wait.
Hours later, Siobhan wakes with a whine. I startle, having tipped against Hayden and fallen asleep myself. I didn’t mean to, but it was already late when we got to her place. I have no idea what time it is now, probably early morning the next day?
Hayden crawls to the nest and cups one hand on her jaw, resting the back of his other hand on her forehead. He murmurs to her, too low for me to hear, then helps her wiggle from Jayce’s hold. The big alpha is still knocked out, thankfully, otherwise I don’t know if he’d let us get this close.
“Aury,” Hayden says, “come help our omega.”
I suck in a deep breath, steeling myself for the hurt or pain in her eyes, but when I get closer, all I see is need. Glossy blue pools gaze up at me, barely focused, and she leans into my chest, pressing her nose to my skin.
“Mine,” she says again, her voice muffled where her lips are pressed to me.
“That’s right, Moonbeam.” My throat is tight and I’m weirdly choked up. “I’m yours.”
“Hurts,” she says next, and my heart lurches.
“Boxers off.” Hayden nods at me, and I quickly follow their instructions. They scoop Siobhan up and settle her on her back, all the way on the other side of the nest as far from Jayce as we can get, then beckon me over.
“I don’t have a knot.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Hayden replies. “She needs you. Wants you.” They pause, rich brown eyes meeting mine with a hard stare. “You going to deny our girl, Aury?”
“No, sir,” I say, quickly shaking my head.
The corner of their mouth quirks up, and it’s only then I realize what I’ve said. My cheeks heat, but there’s no time to dwell on it.
“Fill her up before it starts to hurt, but don’t come.”
Not obeying isn’t an option that exists in Hayden’s world. I kneel between her legs, looking down at her spread below me. She’s so warm when I sink my cock into her center that I hiss.
“Fuck, she’s hot. You’re sure she’s okay?”
Hayden nods. “Omegas have adapted to handle the increased core temp during heats. She’s fine, but I’m keeping an eye on her. Don’t worry.”
No wonder she’s so out of it, if this is how hot her body gets. There’s no way to stay lucid, and it’s only omega biology that allows her to survive this without brain damage. Her pussy sucks me in, surrounding me, and she thrusts her hips up, meeting me stroke for stroke.
Hayden leans over and captures her mouth with theirs. They play with her gorgeous tits, bouncing and squeezing them, twisting and plucking at her nipples until she’s writhing and whining beneath us.
“More, alpha,” she begs, pawing at their still boxer-clad hips.
“You want to suck my cock, amorcito?”
My own jerks inside her at their words, and we both groan. Hayden glances at me with a knowing smirk, and I flush under their quick perusal.
“Don’t stop,” they say, then turn back to Siobhan.
“Please, yes please. Yes, more,” she’s chanting.
Hayden’s cock is long, not quite as thick as Jayce’s, but still very clearly an alpha cock with the knot at the base. I gulp, wondering what it would feel like pressing into me, and my hips stutter. Their knowing eyes meet mine again, and the breath catches in my throat at the heated look in their gaze.