After letting her rest for a few minutes, they coax Eden out of bed with promises of dinner. When that doesn't work, Luke offers to buy her a whole chocolate cake.
She gets up, grumbling only a little bit, but lets them wash her in the shower before dressing her in clothes she's never seen before.
They pull out a soft, thick track suit set in light pink that she thinks will make her cheeks look even rosier. A pair of matching pink classic Uggs complete the set, and she squeals lightly whenshe sees them.
"We did good?" Tenor asks, as if he wasn't sure she was going to like them.
"So good,"she gushes, watching them as they quickly dress themselves in their own clothes.
Luke wears the same outfit as she saw him in before, plain blue jeans and a black t-shirt with a heavy flannel thrown over top. Julius wears a track suit like hers, but his is black on black and the understated athleisure look suits him. Tenor makes her mouth water in a pair of fitted dark wash jeans and a tightly fitted long sleeve that shows off every rippling muscle.
She makes a small noise in the back of her throat that has him smirking and flexing for her, all alpha preening at having his omega's attention.
"Get fucked," Julius mutters at him as he passes.
"Language!" Eden hisses.
He cuts her a look that makes her pussy clench but he says nothing.
Eden doesn't know where to look in the upscale mall they take her to, all the bright lights and flashing advertisements make her head spin. She clings to their side and they close rank around her just like they had in the prison.
"What are you in the mood for, baby?" Julius asks, running a soothing hand down her back. "Burgers? Sushi? Indian?"
"Or do you want to walk around the shops and look around?" Tenor offers next.
Luke says nothing and he looks as uncomfortable as she is in the shiny mall.
When Julius tries to herd her into a fancy department store,Eden wrinkles her nose.
"This isn't really my style," she tries. "I like vintage stuff. I've never worn anything like this before. Really, this new sweatsuit is more than enough for me."
Tenor grumbles something under his breath about not needing second hand stuff anymore now that she was theirs and Eden huffs at him. "I like thrifting!"
She's distracted from arguing with him when a group of young beta women walk by, blatantly eying up her mates. One of them elbows the other and they pause for a moment, their gazes lasting just a moment too long.
A vicious snarl tears out of Eden's chest, territorial instincts demanding she defend what was hers. She startles when she hears the sound, shock and shame flooding her in the next moment as the sound abruptly cuts off.
"Fuck off," Julius snarls at them for her. The girls look shocked and quickly keep walking, muttering indignantly to each other as they leave.
Tenor runs a soothing hand down Eden's black, gripping her ass as he does and pressing her to him. "Hey," he says, all argument lost from his tone now. "We belong to you, baby. You don't have to be embarassed. We're yours."
"That's right," Luke agrees, purring for her as he nuzzles the back of her neck. "We'd rather chop our dicks off than touch another woman."
"Fucking hell, man, can you not make it weird justonce?"
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They don't stay out much longer, although Luke makes good on his promise to bring her home an entire chocolate cake froma French bakery near the exit. She nearly chokes at the price, although her mates don't even blink at it.
It's too long since they've been touching her, though, and her skin starts to get itchy in the rental car on their way back to the hotel. She knows they sense it, responding to it with their own agitation through the bond.
Julius screeches into a parking spot, Luke scooping her up from the backseat and carrying her up to their room, while Tenor glares at the guests in the lobby who look at them from the corners of their eyes and then quickly avert their gazes.
"Fuck, I need to be inside of you," Luke says, his voice low and growly, making a shiver run down the base of her spine.
The door has only just closed behind them before they begin undressing her with careful hands. But when Tenor bends her over and buries his face in her pussy, all the carefulness drains out of him.
She shrieks into the bed when Luke's fingers join him, snaking between her cheeks and finding their way into her ass. Nothing could have prepared her for the absolute possession that radiates from him through the bond.
