5. Lucy

Nothingthese two said ever made any fucking sense.

They wanted me to believe all this insanity was real – that it wasn't just pheromone induced, but I didn't think I could do that. They didn't really know me or what it was like to live with me. Neither of them understood just how annoying I could be when I got obsessed with something, or how particular I was, but right now I couldn't make myself care about any of it.

Not when they were staring at each other like that.

Liam had his hand wrapped in Cas's black hair as he licked his lips, blood staining his tongue from that vicious bite.

I clenched my thighs together and tried to remember I was cuffed to a freezing cold metal chair in a murder basement. Sticky blood under my feet was a harsh reminder of what Cas was doing in here before I'd interrupted.

But the way those two were looking at each other right now while their pheromones seeped into me was all I could think about. It didn't matter that they were angry and territorial instead of seductive. My body was still reacting to them like I was about to go into heat again.

My skin was flushed despite the cold and I felt sweat drip down between my breasts.

I was breathing hard, frozen as I watched them. It felt like I was interrupting something, like I was getting a glimpse of everything I'd suspected and it almost felt like there was no place for me here when they looked at each other like that.

Like they wanted to devour each other just as much as they wanted to devour me.

Liam grabbed Cas's hair and yanked back, kissing him with so much passion and violence my whole fucking body clenched, making me groan as the desperate need of this stupid omega body tried to burn me alive until I was nothing but ash.

They were acting like I wasn't even here, kissing each other like this was something they did all the time. I assumed they were like this, but the way they'd fucked me before made me wonder if I was wrong.

A small part of me was relieved to know I wasn't completely losing my touch, but at the same time…

It felt like they'd lied to me.

They kept trying to convince me I was the reason for all their psychotic shit, but right now, it didn't feel like they would have room for me in their relationship.

Was I just an omega to satisfy their needs, or did they actually care about me?

I forced myself to look away. It was none of those things obviously. My omega pheromones were just messing with their heads and fucking up the relationship they already had.

They needed an omega to settle their violent instincts. That was it. I just happened to fit their requirements.

Even knowing that, my body wanted them. The ache between my legs wasn't as bad as it had been the first day of my heat, but it was already starting to eat away at my logic and reason. I'd do anything—say anything to get one of them to fill me up right now.

The pain wasn't as bad as I remembered, but still…

My skin felt like it was on fire and it was excruciating. Everywhere hurt except where Cas's hand still held my neck.

My father was right. It was too easy to get addicted to alphas. Especially legacy alphas. Knowing what to say and do to turn us into this fucked up mess had to be genetic, because I was definitely not the first omega to experience this shit.

And my pheromones were just as cruel as theirs.

They had these two powerful alphas telling me whatever they wanted to hear to get a piece of them. They'd even pushed them to get back at Arturo for touching what they considered theirs.

My entire body shook as I tried to ignore the pain and desire. It was hard to breathe and I fought against the urge to beg and plead for them to fuck me again.

Starting this whole mess all over again was the last fucking thing I wanted.

I closed my eyes and wished I could be anything other than an omega.

Finding two alphas who could scent my pheromones wasn't the cure everyone had been hoping for. It had only made things worse. Even now, I wanted all the things they promised me. I wanted it more than anything in the world and I fucking hated it.

I couldn't let them take responsibility for me any more than they already had.

This wasn't their fault. It was mine. My pheromones had made them just as fucking insane as me.

Cas grabbed Liam's waist then and pulled him closer, forcing that bare chest closer to my face.

Every single shred of self-respect, determination, and willpower I had went right out the fucking window.

It was impossible to ignore the sounds they made while they kissed each other. It was so fucking erotic I was pretty sure I was going to hyperventilate if I couldn't do something about the heat consuming my entire body.

My pheromones started to fill up the entire room until they were thick enough to choke on. I could finally smell them—smell how intense they were.

How needy.

I wanted to die of embarrassment. There was so much they could read in my scent.

Liam turned just enough, his lips nearly brushed against Cas's. Not for the first time, I wished I could disappear while he looked into my eyes like this.

When he reached down I flinched, but the touch of his hand against my face was gentle.

His thumb brushed over my cheekbone and I stared up at him in disbelief.

"This feels like a dream," he admitted softly. "The way I can run my hand through your hair, or feel your cheek against my palm. You make everything inside my head go quiet and I just can't stop touching you."

I tried to remind myself that all of this was nothing more than the obsession of an alpha exposed to an omega in heat. Once they detoxed, things would go back to normal and we'd be nothing more than strangers.

"You don't want this," I tried to tell him. "It's just my pheromones making you feel like this, so please, tell me how to pull them back."

"Why wouldn't I want this?" Liam rubbed his thumb over my lower lip then and my entire body started trembling when he slipped it inside my mouth. "Having you between me and Cas – it's the safest place you can be and the way you're looking up at me now…was the way I kissed him too much for you?"

It was and it wasn't. I needed more, but it didn't feel like I just needed sex. There was something else I wanted from him, but I had no idea what it was.

He leaned down and rubbed his nose against my cheek. When he breathed me in, his entire body shuddered. I felt Cas press into my back then and I could feel just how fucking hard his dick was.

Cas inhaled sharply when Liam forced my mouth open wide, his thumb pressing down on my tongue and making the spit slide down my chin.

There was something about these alphas losing themselves in my scent that made me feel…

Powerful.

My pussy was throbbing and I was starting to feel the telltale slickness on my thighs that warned me I was about to reach the point of no return, but all the reasons why I shouldn't give in to these feelings felt far away when they were touching me – surrounding me.

My heart was pounding and my breathing was shallow. Liam's pheromones drenched every molecule and atom of this room—of me, mixing with mine perfectly. Even now, Cas was holding back. Only the hoodie I was wearing had a whiff of that green apple and cedar.

I couldn't stop staring up at them, waiting to see what they would do to me.

"Don't look at me like that," Liam warned. "I'm going to fuck you senseless if you keep that shit up."

I couldn't take it anymore.

"Please," I mumbled around his thumb, no longer able to resist the burning need that felt like it was going to destroy me from the inside out.

"Please what, Lucy?"

I couldn't bring myself to say it, but I didn't have to.

Leaning back against Cas, I spread my thighs open to offer him something he might like to eat.

Finally, it wasn't me who was breathing hard, but them.

Liam looked at Cas and I followed his gaze to see the blue-eyed alpha's eyes were wild – like he couldn't believe this was what I really wanted. Cas's pheromones finally started seeping out, filling up the room until it felt like I might just choke on them but still I wanted more.

The combination of their pheromones was intense and it made every single nerve on my body beg to be stimulated.

Liam slid his thumb out of my mouth then and I whimpered, hating how it felt so empty without him.

Cas leaned over me and I held my breath, watching as he got in Liam's face. "It's my turn to taste her."

Liam gave him a feral grin that made my damn pussy gush. "Is it?"

"You were the one that wanted me like this." Cas slid his hand up from Liam's waist to his neck, unconsciously mirroring what he was doing to me. "Now you have to deal with the consequences."

Oh god, they were making me crazy, but I wanted to keep watching them – to see what it was they did when no one was looking. It didn't matter if this need fried my fucking brain. I had to have them.

Right now.

I wanted them to fill me up like they had before until it felt like I was going to tear in half all over again.

Maybe this time they'd put me out of my fucking misery.

Liam looked down at me with a feral grin that made my heart flutter and raised an eyebrow in question. "Is that what you want, Lucy?"

Wrapping my fingers around the chains on the cuffs, all I could do was nod and bury down the shame as deeply as I could. I didn't trust myself to open my mouth and answer when my head was fucked six ways to Sunday.

I just needed the pain to stop.

Liam stepped away from me and I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out in protest. Now that the two of them weren't surrounding me I could feel the chill air and goosebumps rose on my legs, but Cas didn't let me suffer for long.

He came around the chair and dropped to his knees. Blood must be soaking into his pants but he didn't seem to notice. No, he kept his eyes on me the whole time, fingers digging into my thighs as he pressed my legs farther apart.

Just seeing the way he looked up at me was going to make me lose control. I couldn't help but yank against the cuffs as I tried to get closer to him.

"To think, you could have chosen anything to wear, and this is what you picked." Cas kissed the inside of my thigh as he slid his hands up, pushing the hoodie back.

I shamelessly lifted my hips, making it easier for him to push the fabric completely out of the way. He barely touched me and I was already breathing hard – like I'd been running for hours.

Liam's grin faded as he watched us and my heart lurched in fear.

The sound of a slap registered before the sensation of it did.

My back arched in response as my mind went blank. Cas had slapped my fucking pussy, and it shocked every single fucking thought right out of my head.

Pain and pleasure burned through all my doubt and fear like a flame to a cobweb. My pheromones burst out of me like a bomb and the force of it left me breathless. The need I'd felt earlier burned away anything that was left, leaving me more desperate than I've ever been before.

"Stay here with me," Cas growled. "Don't you dare go anywhere."

Hot tears trickled down the side of my face.

What he was doing to me…I couldn't even remember how to speak.

All I knew how to do was need.