His head picks up a bit at that, waking him from his drowse.
"You think fucking a tight little omega is a hardship?" There's laughter in his voice and he tries to restrain himself. It's not the time for jokes. It's serious, he knows. The danger she's in is really fucking real.
Her face flames at that and he chuckles again as he adjusts her in the way she seems to want. She twists under him, so she is partially against the wall, but mostly underneath the bulk of his body.
He allows it and swings his leg over hers, so she is fully encased under him, like he's an alpha-sized weighted blanket. He hopes he doesn't crush her, because that would definitely suck to wake up to.
"I'm sorry," he says then, feeling the need to apologize to her too. "For what I did earlier. I didn't know you were—" he can't bring himself to say the word 'virgin.' She knows what he's saying, though. And she rescues him, because apparently, she's just the epitome of graciousness.
"It's okay, it wasn't bad. I kinda liked it." Her voice is so soft and earnest he wants to kiss her.
And fuck, if her words don't make him pop another boner so fast his head swims. The innocent omega likes it rough. That wasn't knowledge he needed right now.
Stop thinking about the perfect little omega pussy wrapped around your knot, asshole!Focus on the present. She's safe. She's in his arms. And she's warm.
They settle into an easy sleep.
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In the following days, they find themselves falling into a routine. She spends the nights sleeping with him and, without fail, as soon as the lights go out, his mouth is on her, his hands seeking out her soft skin, and then he's inside of her.
He feels her presence getting under his skin a little more every day and it doesn't even bother him because she'shis. Theirs. Hedoesn't think he'll ever be able to fuck anyone else after this. She's it for him.
She spends every day with Julius, and she always comes back smelling like him. No matter how thoroughly she tries to bathe herself in the sink, their scents are buried so deep in her skin, she'll be smelling like them for weeks. It would take a third degree burn to get them out. And he cannot deny that the combined scent of the three of them feels right.
She wakes early one morning, so early there isn't even any light in the sky yet. It's not a heat spike, he's familiar enough with that scent by now. This is gentler and sweeter. Just omega desire.
Her hands find him and trail up over his chest lightly.
He rumbles out a pleased sound and she seems to take it as permission, because her hands become bolder. She runs them over his lips, into his hair, and then back down his chest until they hover just above where his cock is already hard.
"You wanna ride me, mama?"
They haven't done that, but the thought of her wiggling on his cock as the sun comes up is a beautiful fucking picture.
She looks up at him, her eyes full of trust. For him. Even in this shithole, she trusts them.
"Yes, please." And fuck if it doesn't do it for him when she pleads for them to fuck her.
"C'mere, baby, show me those pretty tits," he says, grinning at her as she grumbles. He's an expert at stripping her down in bed at this point. He knows exactly how to get her out of her jumpsuit in the cramped space without wrenching any delicate limbs.
He grips her hips and guides her so she's straddling him. With one hand, he holds his cock at the base so it's steady for her, and with the other he guides her hips, pressing her over it.
"Like this," Julius' voice says, and both their heads snap to where he's leaning into the bunk. When the fuck did he get there?
His pack brother ducks onto the mattress, crouching over Tenor's legs, and then his hands replace Tenor's on her hips and he's guiding her over his cock.
"Slowly," Tenor groans as he feels her wet entrance over the head of his cock. "I want to feel every inch of you, baby."
Julius, being the asshole that he is, guides her down so slowly that Tenor starts growling at him, and the sound causes Eden's pussy to flutter around him even more.
Her little hands are balanced on his chest, and he snatches one up to his lips, pressing a kiss into the palm as his eyes bore into hers.
She looks flustered, but she doesn't look away. As inch after inch of his thick cock disappears into her, she holds his gaze. And it's the most intimate fucking thing Tenor has ever done in his life.
Her eyes are the prettiest blue, not like the frigid ice of Julius' though. Hers are an ocean that opens up and swallows him whole, and he's happy to drown.
Finally, he feels the press of her pelvis against him as she takes all of him deep inside of her. All he can feel is her perfect body, and he tells her how perfect she is.
