Chapter 67: Knotted by Two Alphas -2

Power returned in uneven surges. Emergency systems kicked online first, then the main grid. Vane checked the external feeds on his wrist unit while Cassian kept Ren pinned between them on the cold floor of the vault. Cum still leaked from Ren’s hole in slow pulses. His jumpsuit hung open, skin flushed and marked with bruises from their mouths and hands.

"Corridor’s clear for the next four minutes," Vane said. "We move now."

Cassian lifted Ren without effort. "Can you walk?"

Ren’s legs shook. "Barely."

"Then you don’t." Cassian carried him. Vane took point, weapon drawn, clearing each junction. They exited through a maintenance tunnel that smelled of oil and old concrete. Outside, the night air hit Ren like a slap. His heat-slicked body shivered hard. Two black tactical vehicles waited in the service bay. Vane drove. Cassian kept Ren in the back, one heavy arm locked around his waist, palm pressed flat over the wet mess between his thighs as if to keep the scent contained.

The drive into the mountains took forty minutes. Ren drifted in and out, fever climbing again. When the vehicle finally stopped, massive reinforced gates sealed behind them. Floodlights swept the compound. Vane and Cassian carried him inside a stone-and-steel estate built into the mountainside. The air inside was warm, filtered, and thick with their combined Alpha scent already saturating every surface.

They brought him to a wide nest room lined with soft fabrics and low platforms. Cassian stripped the ruined jumpsuit from Ren’s body and laid him down. Vane sealed the door and activated the scent dampeners on the exterior walls.

Ren woke fully sometime later, disoriented, heart racing. The sheets under him were soft. The air smelled of two dominant Alphas layered so thick it coated his tongue. His hole clenched around the lingering ache of earlier use. Cum still coated his thighs.

He sat up fast. "Where the fuck am I?"

Cassian lounged against the far wall, shirt open, watching him. "Our estate. Mountain compound. You’re safe."

Vane stood near the door, arms crossed. "The vault is compromised. Rival packs already know an unbonded Omega went into heat down there. We extracted you before they breached the sublevel."

Ren’s pulse hammered. "You can’t just take me. I’m an archivist. I have papers. I..."

Cassian pushed off the wall and crossed the room. "Your papers say Beta. Your scent says otherwise. And right now that scent is broadcasting every time you breathe. You stay here until the heat cycle ends and we figure out how to mask you again."

Ren’s body betrayed him the second Cassian stepped closer. Fresh slick gathered between his legs. His cock twitched against his stomach. "Don’t come near me."

Vane’s voice stayed calm. "Your body is already answering. Look at yourself."

Ren glanced down. His cock was hard again. Slick shone on his inner thighs. The combined scent of the two Alphas filled his lungs and made his hole flutter.

Cassian knelt on the edge of the nest platform. "We can keep this clinical. Or we can make it good. Your call, but the heat doesn’t care about your pride."

Ren’s breath shook. "I don’t want this."

Vane moved in on the other side. "Your body does. Lie back."

Ren tried to shove them away. His hands met solid muscle and went nowhere. Cassian caught both wrists and pinned them above Ren’s head with one hand. Vane’s palm slid down Ren’s chest, over his stomach, and wrapped around his cock. One firm stroke pulled a broken sound from Ren’s throat.

"Fuck you," Ren gasped.

Cassian leaned down and licked a stripe up the side of Ren’s neck. "Later. First we settle the heat so you can think straight."

Vane spread Ren’s thighs wide and dragged two fingers through the fresh slick. He pushed them in deep and crooked them against the sensitive spot inside. Ren’s hips jerked. Cassian’s free hand found one nipple and pinched hard enough to make Ren arch.

"You’re already dripping again," Vane said. "Secondary wave is coming. We can ease it or let it tear through you."

Ren’s resistance cracked under the dual assault. "Just...do something. Please."

Cassian released his wrists and sat back against the head of the platform. He pulled Ren up so the Omega straddled his lap facing him. Cassian’s cock was already free and hard, thick and flushed. He guided Ren down onto it in one slow sink. Ren’s mouth opened on a long moan as the stretch filled him again. Cassian held him there, fully seated, and rolled his hips in deep circles.

Vane moved in behind Ren. His hands spread Ren’s cheeks wider. Fingers pressed in alongside Cassian’s cock, stretching the rim further. Ren’s head fell forward onto Cassian’s shoulder.

"Both of you again?" Ren’s voice cracked.

"Both of us," Vane confirmed. He withdrew his fingers, lined up, and pushed in beside Cassian with steady pressure until both thick cocks were buried inside Ren’s hole.

The dual stretch punched the air from Ren’s lungs. He clung to Cassian’s shoulders while the two Alphas began to move. Cassian thrust up from below. Vane drove in from behind. Their cocks rubbed against each other inside the tight, soaked heat of him. Slick and leftover cum made every stroke wet and filthy. Ren’s cock was trapped between his stomach and Cassian’s, leaking steadily with every grind.

Cassian’s mouth found Ren’s. The kiss was deep and claiming. Vane’s teeth scraped the back of Ren’s neck. Their scents poured over him in overlapping waves - Cassian’s hot and aggressive, Vane’s colder and controlled - until Ren could taste nothing else.

"Feel that?" Cassian muttered against his lips. "Two Alphas. One hole. You’re taking us like you were built for it."

Vane’s hand reached around and stroked Ren’s cock in time with their thrusts. "Stop fighting it. Let the heat have what it wants."

Ren’s body obeyed even while his mind still spun. He rocked between them, hole clenching around both cocks, slick pouring down onto Cassian’s thighs. The dual rhythm grew harder. Cassian’s grip on Ren’s hips turned bruising. Vane’s thrusts punched deeper.

"I’m close," Ren gasped.

"Come," Vane ordered.

Cassian bit down on Ren’s lower lip. "Soak us."

Ren’s orgasm hit like a wave. Cum striped Cassian’s chest. His hole clamped down hard around both cocks, milking them in frantic pulses. Cassian followed with a low growl, flooding him. Vane thrust through the aftershocks and came second, adding another thick load until it leaked out around their joined lengths and ran down Ren’s thighs onto the nest fabrics.

They stayed locked together while Ren trembled between them. Vane’s chest pressed to Ren’s back. Cassian’s arms held him upright. Their scents wrapped around him so completely that breathing felt like drowning in them.

Ren’s cock twitched weakly against Cassian’s stomach. Fresh heat rolled through his gut, hotter than before. Slick gathered again around the cocks still buried inside him.

Cassian felt it and laughed low. "There it is. Secondary wave."

Vane’s hand stroked down Ren’s side. "We stay right here until it breaks. No one leaves this room."

Ren’s voice came out wrecked. "You’re both insane."

Cassian rolled his hips once, grinding both cocks deeper. "And you’re already getting hard again. Tell us to stop if you mean it."

Ren’s hole fluttered. His cock filled against Cassian’s skin. The words stayed locked behind his teeth.

Outside the sealed nest room the mountain compound stood quiet and fortified. Inside, the three of them stayed tangled together as the second wave of heat climbed fast and demanding, and neither Alpha showed any sign of pulling out.