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Well, Uriel did have several alpha friends still looking for an omega. Maybe one of them might fall in love with Fenn?

“Things will be better in Cartfalls,” Uriel said, wrapping his arm around Fenn’s thin shoulders. “I promise.”

“Really?” Fenn smiled a little.

“Really.” Bruiser and their friends would want to help. Even if they didn’t, Bruiser had given Uriel a ton of money. Money didn’t buy happiness, but it sure fixed many things.

“Thanks,” Fenn said, leaning into him.

Bruiser joined them not long after. Uriel stared at him suspiciously; Bruiser gave him an innocent look.

Then their food arrived, and the conversation drifted away from heartfelt things. That was fine. Uriel didn’t like talking about his vulnerable parts, anyway.

He shared a room with Fenn that night, so Fenn would feel safer, and so Uriel could protect him more easily. Bruiser took the room next door.

In the morning, the three of them ate quickly at the diner, then made the rest of the journey back to the cabin.

This time, Uriel had the luxury of leaving Cassie at the cabin with Fenn instead of bringing her along to the facility; Hunner had reported an incident half an hour ago.

“What do you think?” Bruiser said in Uriel’s ear, his arms wrapped snugly around Uriel’s waist. They were sitting together on Uriel’s modified broom seat, Bruiser warm and cozy against him.

“What do I think about...? Fenn? I’m glad he’s safe. The new truckload? I appreciate that Hunner’s got everything under control. But I’m really suspicious about his message.”

Got them wrapped up for you with condoms, Hunner’s text had said.

Bruiser sighed. “What are the chances that he’s got them tied up in an extremely embarrassing way?”

“Oh gods,” Uriel said.

The reality was far worse.

When they arrived, they found the rescued omegas on one side of the compound, snacking on things Hunner had bought at the nearest general store. Uriel breathed out his relief, until Hunner pranced up to them with the hugest grin.

“Long Hose Master!” Hunner crowed. “Come, follow me. I have the biggest dicks wrapped up like they were meant to be.”

They followed him to the other side of the compound, where two alphas sat tied up. The alphas were almost naked, wrapped up in yellow caution tape, and they had more tape wrapped around their eyes.

But the worst part was the glistening, translucent condom wrapped around each of them, human-sized, complete with a cum reservoir at the top of their heads. Nose and ear holes had been cut out for them so they could breathe.

“See?” Hunner waved with a flourish. “Condoms for huge dicks.”

“How did you get them that huge?” Uriel asked incredulously.

Hunner puffed out his chest. “A butt-ler has to have some secrets.”

But the condom and tape weren’t all of it. The kidnappers were sitting back to back, with a speaker on either side of them. Large cocks surrounded them, made with wads of crumpled brown paper. The men were crying into their condoms.

“My soul sings to your soul like a sperm looking for an egg,” said someone over the speaker. “When I find you, I want to bury myself inside you for all of eternity, until we split into two and four and sixteen. Then we’ll become a morbid growth that pulses with its own sentient life.”

Uriel choked. “Is that—Is that a pickup line?”

“Yes!” Hunner pulled out a familiar pink book. 699 Pickup Lines For My Wriggly Heart Muffin. “My brothers are taking turns reading to them. I thought they might like it if they were being seduced. Maybe they’ll turn over a new leaf and become good?”

“Fuck you,” said one of the kidnappers.

Hunner picked up one of the huge cocks and thwapped him on the head with it. “I think it should be a thing. All the omegas will get a chance to smack you around, just like you did to them.”

The kidnapper snarled. “How dare you!”