Cassian's knot stayed locked inside me the longest.

It throbbed slow and steady. Each pulse sent fresh heat through my core. My body trembled from the orgasm that had ripped through me. Cum cooled on my chest and stomach. My hole felt raw. Swollen. Stretched beyond what I thought possible.

I could not move. The straps held me open. Exposed.

I stared at the ceiling beams. Chains glinted in the firelight. My breath came in short, shaky pulls.

Cassian finally softened enough to pull out.

He did it gently. Slow withdrawal. Slick and cum followed in a thick rush. It spilled onto the leather and pooled under me. The emptiness hit hard. My walls fluttered, trying to close. I could not quite manage it yet.

He stood. Tucked himself away without a word. His amber eyes lingered on me one moment longer. Then he stepped back.

Thorne moved first.

He crouched beside the bench. Unfastened the ankle straps. Rough hands but careful enough not to tear skin. Aurelius did the wrists. Faster. Less patient.

When the last strap fell away I tried to sit up. Legs shook. Arms weak. I collapsed back down.

Aurelius caught me under the arms. Lifted me like I weighed nothing. Carried me to a pile of thick furs near the hearth. Laid me down on my side. The warmth of the fire licked my skin. Soothing. Almost kind.

I curled in on myself. Tried to hide the mess between my legs. The ache. The shame.

Thorne knelt in front of me.

He tilted my chin up. Forced eye contact.

"You took all three of us," he said, voice low. "No one has ever done that on their first night."

I swallowed. Throat dry. "I did not choose this."

"No," he agreed. "But your body did."

Aurelius dropped down behind me. Pressed against my back. His arm draped over my waist. Heavy. Possessive. His cock, soft now, nestled against my ass as a reminder.

Cassian sat cross-legged nearby. Watched. Silent as always. But his presence filled the space.

Thorne reached for a cloth from a nearby basin filled with warm water. He wiped my chest in slow strokes, cleaning his own cum, Aurelius's, and mine. Then lower. Between my thighs. Gentle pressure on my swollen rim. I hissed.

"Easy," he murmured. "You're going to be sore."

I glared. "Good."

Aurelius chuckled against my neck. Breath hot. "Defiant even now. Cute."

Thorne finished cleaning me. Tossed the cloth aside.

He leaned in. Lips brushed my ear.

"Here are the rules, little omega. Listen close."

I tensed.

"One: You stay in the den. No running. No hiding. We will always find you."

"Two: You eat when we say. Sleep when we say. Come when we say."

"Three: You belong to us. All of us. No favorites. No secrets."

He pulled back. Eyes hard. "Break any rule and there will be punishment. And trust me, you will not like our idea of punishment."

Aurelius nuzzled my neck. Teeth grazed skin. "Or maybe you will. Eventually."

Cassian finally spoke again, voice quiet.

"You are safe here."

I laughed. Bitter. Short. "Safe?"

He met my eyes. Steady.

"Safe from the world outside, not from us."

Thorne stood.

"Rest now. Tomorrow we start training you properly."

Training. The word landed like a stone in my gut.

Aurelius pulled a thick fur blanket over us. Tucked it around my body. His arm stayed locked around my waist. Thorne settled on my other side. Cassian stayed close. Watching.

I lay between them.

Three alphas.

Three claims burned into my skin. My hole. My soul.

Exhaustion pulled at me. Heavy. Relentless.

My eyes drifted shut despite everything.

In the dark behind my lids I saw it.

The raid. The chase. The bench. The knots.

And deeper still: the part of me that had clenched around each of them. That had moaned. That had come apart.

I hated that part.

But it was there.

Growing.

Sleep took me.

Dreams came fast: hot, wet, full of growls, hands, and knots locking tight.

When I woke hours later the fire had died to embers.

Thorne's arm was still around me. Aurelius snored softly behind. Cassian sat watch. Eyes open. Amber glow in the dim light.

I did not move.

Did not speak.

Just felt it.

The weight of them.

The ache inside me.

The slow, terrifying realization.

This was only the beginning.

Then I heard it.

A low, distant howl from outside the den. Not one of their pack. Not familiar.

It carried on the wind, sharp and challenging.

Thorne's arm tightened instantly. His body went rigid.

Aurelius woke with a growl. Cassian was already on his feet, blade in hand.

The howl came again. Closer this time.

Thorne's voice cut through the dark, low and lethal.

"They found us.

Morning light slipped through the narrow slits in the stone walls.

It was pale and cold. The fire had burned low during the night. Embers glowed red. The air smelled of smoke, sweat, and sex.

I woke slowly. Body heavy. Sore in places I had never felt before. My hole throbbed with every heartbeat. A dull, deep ache. My thighs stuck together from dried slick and cum. My skin felt sticky. Marked.

Thorne was already up.

He stood near the hearth. Shirtless. Muscles shifting as he added wood to the fire. His back was to me. Scars crisscrossed his skin like old stories. He did not turn when I stirred.

Aurelius still slept behind me. Arm heavy across my waist. Breath warm on my neck. His cock pressed soft against my ass. A lazy reminder.

Cassian sat against the wall. Knees drawn up. Watching me. Always watching.

I tried to sit up. Winced. Everything hurt.

Thorne heard the sound. Turned.

"Up," he said. Voice flat. Command.

I glared. Did not move.

Aurelius woke with a grunt. Arm tightened around me. "He said up, little omega."

I pushed against his hold. Weak. Pointless.

Thorne crossed the room in three strides. Grabbed my upper arm. Pulled me to my feet. Legs shook. I almost fell. He held me steady. Rough grip.

"Lesson one," he said. "You obey. Fast."

He dragged me to the center of the room. The same fur rug from last night. Dropped me to my knees. Hard. Pain shot through my knees.

Aurelius followed. Yawned. Stretched. Cock already half-hard again.

Cassian stood. Moved closer. Silent circle.

Thorne stepped in front of me. Unbuckled his pants. Pulled himself out. Thick. Pierced. Already swelling.

"Open," he ordered.

I clenched my jaw. Looked up. Defiant.

Thorne grabbed my hair. Yanked my head back. Thumb pressed my lower lip. Forced my mouth open.

"You will learn to take us without fighting. Every hole. Every time."

He pushed forward. The pierced head slid past my lips. Metal clicked against my teeth. Salty taste. Thick stretch. He went deep. Hit the back of my throat. I gagged. Tears pricked.

He held there. Let me struggle. Let me feel it.

"Breathe through your nose," he said. Calm. Patient. Cruel.

I tried. Choked. Drool leaked from the corners of my mouth.

Aurelius knelt behind me. Hands on my hips. Lifted my ass higher. Spread my cheeks. Exposed again.

Cassian moved to my side. One hand rested on my back. Steady pressure. The other stroked my hair. Soft. Contrasting the roughness.

Thorne started to move. Slow thrusts. In and out. Fucking my mouth. Piercings dragged along my tongue. My jaw ached. Throat burned.

Behind me, Aurelius pressed two fingers into my hole. No warning. Slick from last night eased the way. He curled them. Pressed that spot. Hard.

I moaned around Thorne's cock. Vibration made him groan.

"Good," Thorne said. "That's it. Show us you can take it."

Aurelius added a third finger. Stretched me wider. Scissored. Prepared.

Cassian's hand slid under me. Wrapped around my cock. Slow strokes. Firm. Bringing me hard despite the humiliation.

I hated how fast I responded. How my hips rocked back onto Aurelius's fingers. How my mouth sucked harder around Thorne.

Thorne sped up. Thrusts deeper. Hitting my throat. Holding. Pulling out just enough for me to gasp. Then back in.

Aurelius pulled his fingers free. Replaced them with his cock. One hard push. Buried to the base.

I cried out around Thorne. Muffled. Desperate.

Aurelius groaned. "Fuck. Still so tight after last night."

He started thrusting. Hard. Fast. Hips slapping against my ass. Each thrust pushed me forward onto Thorne's cock. Double rhythm. Filling me from both ends.

Cassian stroked me faster. Thumb circled the head. Slick with my own precum.

Pleasure built too fast. Too much. I shook. Tears streamed. Body on fire.

Thorne gripped my hair tighter. Thrust once more. Deep. Held.

Hot release flooded my mouth. Thick. Salty. I swallowed. Choked. Swallowed again.

He pulled out. Cum dripped from my lips. Down my chin.

Aurelius slammed in one last time. Knot caught. Swelled. Locked.

Heat exploded inside me. Filling me again.

Cassian's hand never stopped. Stroked me through it.

I came hard. Spurts across the fur. Body convulsing. Hole clenching around Aurelius's knot. Milking him.

They held me there.

Thorne wiped my mouth with his thumb. Smear of cum.

Aurelius stayed locked. Panting.

Cassian leaned down. Pressed a soft kiss to my temple.

Thorne crouched. Looked into my eyes.

"Lesson one complete," he said. "You took us. Good boy."

I could not speak. Throat raw. Body shaking.

But inside, something shifted.

Small. Dangerous.

The fight was still there.

But the craving grew stronger.