42. Elena

"You're surethis is what you want to do?" Declan asks with a massive grin on his face.

"I think it's only fair."

"I thought you said you forgave him," Cillian asks, circling the rope around his hand and his elbow.

"Yeah, I forgave him a while ago. It doesn't mean that payback isn't still a bitch."

"Just when I thought I couldn't adore you any more than I already do," Declan says, placing a kiss on my cheek.

"The important thing is that no one gets hurt."

"You want to kidnap Finn and torture him. I'm not sure how we get out of this without some bruises," Lorcán says.

"I'm not going to really torture him."

"I thought you were going to make him watch until he says he's sorry?" Declan questions like he's disappointed about the lack of torture.

"Yes, I mean, it's not true torture, though."

"You could make him wear the same clothes for three days," Cillian snarks, and I smack his chest.

"That's behind us. This is just for fun."

"I still think we should sedate him," Declan suggests.

"It's three against one. You're telling me you three can't make this work?" I know I'm manipulating them, but oh well, it's what I do best.

"He's a fucking fighter, blondie," Declan deadpans.

"It's three against one."

"Just a little chloroform?" Declan pleads, pinching his fingers together.

Maybe I would have said yes before we bonded, but something in me doesn't like the idea of him actually being hurt. I never did. Now that we're bonded, I just can't stomach it.

"Stop being such a pussy," Cillian chastises.

"Look who's all big and bad without his fucking cane. What if that gobshite kicks you in your bad leg?"

"Oh my God. You're really letting me down as a bunch of gangsters right now. Throw the bag over his head and tell him it's you, and do not panic."

Lorcán blinks at me. "You have met him, right?"

"Bunch of babies," I complain, lifting my dress and tugging the hem of my panties down my thighs. I hand them to Declan. "Better than chloroform."

A grin spreads over my Beta's face as he brings the panties to his nose and inhales. "Where would we be without you?"

"Sad and lonely, for sure," I reply.

The sound of the garage door opening has us scattering apart. My job was clear: unlock and have the nest open and ready to drag Finn in. However, I do absolutely need to watch this all go down.

As soon as he walks through the door, Cillian is grabbing his arms, wrangling them behind his back as Lorcán attempts to grab his feet.

Declan shoves my panties into Finn's face, and I have to cover my face in laughter.

"Get the fuck off of me," Finn growls as the other men attempt to hold him still.

"Stop squirming, fuck," Declan grunts before tossing a bag over his head.

I feel a little bad seeing Finn in this state, but not bad enough to stop it as I jog down the hall to my nest and put in the code, opening the nest door as the guys carry a very pissed off Finn into the nest.

He elbows Cillian in the stomach, a loud unf leaving him as he winces and puts Finn in the sex chair. He grabs the rope out of his back pocket and uses it to secure Finn's ankles to the feet of the chair.

"I'm going to kill you motherfuckers as soon as you take this shit off my face," Finn threatens, and I wince.

Okay, it's showtime. I mean, this was my plan. Plus, I think it will do Finn some good. We can move forward on even footing now. He kidnapped me; I kidnapped him, and now we"re bonded and working towards something real.

Declan grabs the hood and pulls it off Finn's head, my panties dropping out of the hood and onto Finn's chest.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he sneers, blinking and looking around the room.

"Don't be stupid, Finn, it's unbecoming," I say, throwing his words back at him.

He clicks his tongue and truly takes in where we are, safe in the nest. This wasn't about hurting him, it was about fun and a little payback.

"What's this about? Payback? I thought we were past all this."

"Spoken like a true spoiled Alpha," I respond, remembering every part of that conversation from that night.

"What are you going to do to me, Elena? Surely you're not going to have me tied to this chair for days on end," he replies.

I approach the chair, cupping his chin in my hand.

"No, that would be cruel. I don't want to hurt you."

"Then why don't you let me go and show you what a forgiving bonded I can be?"

"You already know I've forgiven you."

"Then what's this about?" he acts irritated, but I can tell he's intrigued.

"It's penance."

Finn's eyes search mine, and I can feel his nervousness down the bond. I lean forward, still holding his chin as I whisper in his ear.

"After this, we're even. Completely."

I pull back from his face and search his green eyes. He told me about his past, he apologized, and he was there when I needed him, but this physical act signifies us starting anew.

I was his prisoner, and now he's mine. Not that I won't use my kidnapping to get my way when I need to.

"Do your worst, baby," Finn challenges, a slow smirk over his scarred lip.

My hands grip the bottom of my dress as I throw it over my head, leaving my bra on. It's nearly see-through anyway, as Lorcán comes behind me. He positions me so that my knees are against the chair, and my hands are clutching against Finn's thighs for support as he slowly enters me.

I keep eye contact with Finn while his half-brother fucks me.

"I don't see how this is a punishment."

"How long can you watch, Finn?" I taunt, panting as Lorcán grabs my hips and thrusts into me harder, stretching my cunt with his thick cock. "How long can you stand to watch me get fucked, my scent wrapped around you, making your knot swell?"

He tugs against his restraints.

Declan fists his cock at the base, holding it out of his pants. Finn curses about the proximity of it near his face as I take Declan deep into my mouth.

"Fuck, your lips feel so good wrapped around my cock. How much can you take?"

I moan around his length as Lorcán fucks me, his knot teasing me with each thrust as I swallow Declan down.

Drool is pooling at the side of my lips as I take more and more of my Beta. Finn's eyes flick between my lips and where Lorcán is fucking me from behind. He doesn't speak, and it irritates me. I need him mindless.

I press my head back, Declan's cock springing free from my lips, and Lorcán's hand stills on my hip as he pulls out.

"Poor Cillian, I wouldn't want you to be left out," I say, and he smirks at me, then at his brother. I'm not sure that Cillian usually has the advantage over his twin, but he does right now.

Finn is trying to compose himself, but all I want to do is break it.

I shift my body in the chair so that I'm sitting reverse cowgirl on Finn's lap. My slick coating his pants. His hard cock is pressed against my seam as Cillian straddles the chair so I can suck him off.

Finn's hips buck against my ass, and I groan in approval as Cillian sinks between my lips.

I hold eye contact with him, and he doesn't look away either. Right now, Finn doesn't exist, and I can guarantee he hates that feeling.

"Such a good Omega for your bonded Alpha," he nearly purrs. "You take my cock so well, mo stór."

I moan around his length, and Finn thrusts his hips against me as much as he can with the restraints, anyway.

"Can your lips reach my knot?" Cillian asks.

I swallow him deep down my throat, never looking away from his eyes as my lips wrap around him, kissing his knot.

"Good Omega. My Omega," he pants, knowing it will piss Finn off.

"Alright, you've proven your point," Finn says behind me while Cillian smirks down at me.

I bounce my ass, knowing he's watching as I continue licking and sucking on his twin brother's dick.

No way am I caving that early.

I fist Cillian's knot, my tongue sliding around the shaft and sucking on the head, making him groan.

"I want to come in your pussy," he grates out.

He holds out his hand to help me off of Finn's lap and picks me up by the waist to put me on the sex swing. The chains clash together as it fully supports my weight.

"Do you want your pack to fill you up?" he asks, and I nod my head in agreement.

That's what they do.

One after another, Cillian, Lorcán, and Declan take me on the swing. Finn watches in frustration, not a single word leaving his lips as he watches our pack fill me up. It's nearly too much, each of them making me come before filling me up. But as soon as Declan finishes—his lips pressed against my throat as he grips the chains—I think it's time to let my prisoner make amends.

"You okay?" Declan confirms with a whisper.

If I was in heat, this would be nothing. But I am a little tender, not sore enough to stop my plans though.

"Yeah, I'm good. Can you help me down?"

My Beta grabs me by the waist and helps me to my feet. I approach Finn with a ridiculous amount of fluids dripping from my body.

"Did you like being kidnapped?" I ask Finn, trying to be assertive. But it's all a farce. I want him just as badly as I want the others.

He shakes his head, his gaze wandering to the apex of my thighs.

I unbuckle his belt and remove his cock from his pants.

"Do you want to fuck me with your pack's cum inside of me?" I ask him, and he nods his head.

I straddle his lap, lining his shaft with my entrance and taking him all the way past his knot. I just sit on him, not moving.

"Are you sorry for kidnapping me?" I ask, still not moving.

"No," he grates out, and I grab his chin, searching his eyes.

"I'm sorry about how I treated you, not that I did it."

I sigh, typical fucking Finn, yet I love him for it all the same.

"You want me?" I ask.

"More than anything."

"You want us all to be a pack?"

He nods his head, and I consider letting his hands-free, but I don't, at least not yet.

"We're a pack, you're our Omega, and I'm going to spend the rest of my life proving to you how much you mean to me," he vows in rushed breaths.

So I ride him, gripping his shoulders and bouncing on his cock. The splattering of my slick and pack's cum is obscene with each thrust. I'm nearly spent and oversensitive, but when I shift down, and his knot swells inside of me, I lose it.

I rest my face against the column of his throat as I come and fall apart on top of him.

Finn moans and nuzzles his face against me while we're locked together. There's a short, blissful moment of peace until Finn speaks.

"Are one of you assholes going to untie me?"

Declan looks over at me, and I nod my head. He takes a knife to the rope. Finn shoves his leg, making Declan laugh. But Finn grabs my face, staring into my eyes.

"Did you get your kidnapping fantasy out of your system?"

"Yes."

"Good," he replies, kissing me passionately.

It might be unconventional, fucked up, or strange. But it's like all the previous tension and resentment washes away, and all that's left is us and my amazing pack—well, almost.

I glance over at Declan, who I've yet to make mine in an irrevocable way, but I'll make it happen.