Claimed by three Alphas

Chapter 5: The Aftermath

Cassian’s knot stayed locked inside me the longest.

It throbbed slow and steady, each pulse sending fresh waves of heat radiating through my core. My body still trembled from the orgasm that had ripped through me without mercy. c*m cooled in sticky patches across my chest and stomach, flaking where it dried against sweat-damp skin. My hole felt raw, swollen, stretched beyond what I had ever thought possible. Every heartbeat tugged at the swollen knot still buried deep, reminding me exactly how completely they had filled me.

I could not move. The leather straps held me open and exposed, thighs spread wide, wrists bound above my head. I stared up at the heavy ceiling beams. Chains glinted faintly in the dying firelight, swaying slightly with the drafts that moved through the stone chamber. My breath came in short, shaky pulls, chest rising and falling too fast.

Cassian finally softened enough to pull out.

He did it gently. Slow withdrawal, careful not to tear anything already abused. Slick and c*m followed in a thick, warm rush, spilling onto the leather bench and pooling beneath my hips. The emptiness hit hard and immediate. My walls fluttered weakly, trying to close around the sudden void. I could not quite manage it yet; the muscles stayed lax, overworked, trembling.

He stood without hurry. Tucked himself away with quiet efficiency. His amber eyes lingered on me one long moment longer, taking in every shudder, every tear track, every bruise already darkening on my skin. Then he stepped back, giving space.

Thorne moved first.

He crouched beside the bench, large hands working the ankle straps open. Rough calluses brushed my skin, but he was careful enough not to tear anything fragile. Aurelius handled the wrists, faster, less patient, fingers deft as he released the buckles with sharp clicks.

When the last strap fell away, I tried to sit up. Legs shook violently. Arms felt like wet rope. I collapsed back down onto the padded leather with a soft, defeated sound.

Aurelius caught me under the arms before I could slide further. Lifted me like I weighed nothing at all. Carried me across the chamber to a thick pile of furs near the hearth. Laid me down on my side. The warmth of the fire licked across my bare skin, soothing the worst of the chill that had started to settle in my bones. Almost kind.

I curled in on myself immediately. Tried to hide the mess between my legs. The ache. The shame that burned hotter than the fire.

Thorne knelt in front of me.

He tilted my chin up with two fingers, forcing eye contact. Green eyes steady, unyielding.

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

I swallowed. Throat dry as ash. “I did not choose this.”

“No,” he agreed without hesitation. “But your body did.”

Aurelius dropped down behind me. Pressed the full length of his body against my back. His arm draped over my waist, heavy and possessive. His c**k, soft now, nestled against the curve of my ass like a quiet reminder of what had just happened. His breath stirred the hair at the nape of my neck.

Cassian sat cross-legged nearby. Watched. Silent as always. But his presence filled the space between us, solid and inescapable.

Thorne reached for a soft cloth from a nearby basin filled with steaming water. He wiped my chest in slow, deliberate strokes, cleaning away the cooling mess of his c*m, Aurelius’s, and mine. Then lower. Between my thighs. Gentle pressure on my swollen rim. I hissed through clenched teeth.

“Easy,” he murmured. “You’re going to be sore for days.”

I glared up at him. “Good.”

Aurelius chuckled against my neck, the sound vibrating through my back. Breath hot. “Defiant even now. Cute.”

Thorne finished cleaning me with careful thoroughness. Tossed the soiled cloth aside.

He leaned in close. Lips brushed the shell of my ear.

“Here are the rules, little omega. Listen close.”

I tensed. Every muscle locked.

“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 just enough to meet my eyes. His gaze had gone hard, edged with warning.

“Break any rule and there will be punishment. And trust me, you will not like our idea of punishment.”

Aurelius nuzzled deeper into my neck. Teeth grazed skin in a slow, deliberate scrape. “Or maybe you will. Eventually.”

Cassian finally spoke again. Voice quiet. Rough from disuse.

“You are safe here.”

I laughed. Bitter. Short. The sound scraped my raw throat. “Safe?”

He met my eyes without flinching. Steady. Unblinking.

“Safe from the world outside. Not from us.”

Thorne stood in one fluid motion.

“Rest now. Tomorrow we start training you properly.”

Training. The word landed like a stone in my gut, heavy and cold.

Aurelius pulled a thick fur blanket over us both. Tucked it around my body with surprising care. His arm stayed locked around my waist, anchoring me against him. Thorne settled on my other side, one massive arm sliding under my head like a pillow made of muscle and heat. Cassian remained close, sitting watch. Eyes open. Amber glow catching the last embers of the fire.

I lay between them.

Three alphas.

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

Exhaustion pulled at me. Heavy. Relentless. My eyelids drooped despite the storm still raging inside my chest.

In the dark behind my lids I saw it all again.

The raid. The chase through pine and moonlight. The bench. The straps. The knots locking one after another.

And deeper still: the part of me that had clenched around each of them. That had moaned brokenly. That had come apart under their hands and c***s and stares.

I hated that part.

But it was there.

Growing.

Sleep took me anyway.

Dreams came fast: hot, wet, full of growls, hands pinning me down, knots locking tight, scents of smoke and cedar and dark spice drowning me.

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

Thorne’s arm was still heavy around my shoulders. Aurelius snored softly behind me, breath warm against my neck. Cassian sat watch exactly where he had been, eyes open in the dim light. Amber glow steady. Unwavering.

I did not move.

Did not speak.

Just felt it.

The weight of them pressing in from every side.

The deep, throbbing ache inside me.

The slow, terrifying realization sinking into my bones.

This was only the beginning.