Born Claimed: A Dark Omegaverse Romance (Broken Angel Book 2)

by Penelope Woods

  Rae flinched and caught her breath. Pain rose into her chest, but she remembered to focus on her breathing. Whenever things got tough, breathing helped her through it. Over time, she had forgotten the principle of pleasure. Most people would seek out pleasure to avoid pain in order to satisfy biological needs.

  Not her. Instead, she found the middle path, as some women did, riding between pain and pleasure. She would consent to her beatings from her pack, knowing her satisfaction came from her acceptance. The pain would often wash right through her, carrying new instructions. At the end of the day, everyone had a role to play. She was proud of hers.

  “I am yours,” she stated.

  Lucas tilted his head back as a smile cut across his face. Slowly, his teeth snapped back into a harsh bite. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he moaned.

  “You like that I’m caught, don’t you?” she asked.

  Vash came behind her, teasing her hair back into a ponytail. He tugged her head until she was looking directly in his eyes. He answered for Lucas by saying, “Only when it’s us doing the catching.”

  “I’m your trophy,” she panted, tongue rolling out like a red velvet carpet.

  When Rae was open enough, Lucas fucked his hips forward. Her walls collapsed around both of the men, and her mouth closed from the pressure of Vash’s thick mass. Each of them seemed to feel the warmth of her at once as they let out their low cries, hands clasping her lower appendages tighter.

  Rae felt her skin flush. They were so in love, and yet, the men’s compliments only made her more self-conscious. Distance could sometimes do that to people. The stakes had become higher, and her words, though trivial, felt like they held weight. The one thing none of them had said yet were the very words that bonded them together, even more than the sex that appeared as an outward glue to their union. It was those words she said next that inspired them to really let her have it.

  “I love you,” she said. “I’ll always love you. You three are my home, the pack that made me understand there was more to the world.”

  The lust wasn’t what guided them anymore. It was so much more than that, something so heavy and honest that it scared the shit out of Rae. It didn’t matter where she came from or who she used to be. She was someone different, a woman far away from her younger self. But no matter what she was, her family depended on all four of them now.

  “Stare at me while I take you,” Killian said through quick and heavy breaths.

  Rae obeyed. She kept her eyes fixed on the dark hue of his eyes, falling into the vastness of their love. Every memory turned into deep emotion.

  “I’ll never leave you,” she moaned, tightly clutching around his thick forearms.

  “Oh, darling,” Killian muttered, gaze falling on her erect nipples. “It’s in your nature to leave.”

  The two others hovered over them. “It’s in our nature to follow,” Lucas said. “That’s why we were hard on you. You needed to learn that the world is a vile place.”

  “Vile,” she moaned.

  Killian thrust three more fingers into her wet mound. “And the worst part must be knowing that we’re as sick as the rest.”

  Rae grunted and spread her thighs apart as slick covered his hand. Taking control, she urged his fingers in deeper. “You’re wrong,” she said. “That’s the best part.”

  Every cavity used. No parts spared. She was built from a different mold than most girls. Most girls would cry, but she found her place in the darkness of her own heart. She walked the halls of punishment and trauma, the eyes of staring men penetrating the very core of her being. This was practice. This was patience. And, as their cocks stretched her and molded her holes to resemble open wounds, she found her heaven.

  It was above everything. And bright it was—so bright! But somehow, it had been built by devils.

  How could that be? She wondered. But she knew the universe was built much like an elaborate clock. It spun, clicked, and purred when it needed to. At the very least, she found the men who regarded her as the center mechanism.

  Pumping and claiming, the men threw her. They bent her when they wanted to break, pinched when they yearned to punch. An alpha’s urges were supposed to be violent, but every form of punishment given was carried out with a level of humility and respect.

  No safe words were needed, and no tears were shed. Eight eyes locked in a circle of rage, fear, and a wildfire of lust. When the emotions connected, a rhythm appeared.

  “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t—”

  She had been obliterated. Every part of her sanity just torn to bits. Coming. Fucking coming until it all left her body like leaves from a molting tree. That’s all she was, growing green and scattering bodies carrying critters’ souls.

  Now, she knew what the hunt meant. Now, she understood what men were and needed to be. Everything had been set in stone, and she wanted nothing to change. No matter the pain, no matter the pleasure, she could think of no other way of living. Suffering was merely part of life.

  “I’m….”

  She was lost without it.

  The affection built from her stomach, flowing throughout her pelvis. The world made her tight, but her desire loosened her back to a natural state of honesty and openness. Soon, Vash entered as a third, and she was full again.

  Revelation after revelation left her scrambling between them. The alphas took and claimed her, but it was not enough to settle them. They picked up speed and drove into her as a drill might search for oil, but when her slick was tasted, used, and consumed, she begged them for the final act.

  “Give me your seed, alphas,” she exhaled and purred, stoically. “And knot me like you mean it.”

  It was a command the alphas were willing to succumb to. Her body had been ravaged, broken, and made inert. As she lay across the rocky lining of the cave, she found enough energy inside of her to turn around and bend over as a display, as an icon of sexuality and prowess.

  The men circled Rae’s ass before diving into it one last time. She seized onto the jagged holds of rock, growing more and more wet with each hard thrust. They choked, gagged, and pulled at every visible body part. When she heard their shallow breathing and felt their clammy palms loosen, she knew the ending was near, but she didn’t want to give in to the twist.

  It was every alpha’s fear to end up alone. The fear could cause a man to construct his own prison. Cassian was like this, and, in different ways, Severin matched his stupidity. These alphas were different. They were able to learn, but they still knew how to fuck a woman, still knew how to come correctly and give back enough for the omega to beg for more.

  Their orgasms were the cure to the world’s ills. Their leaders drove their anger to new unknown peaks until they merely wished to explode. For one second, they got to obliterate themselves. One second and they could kneel down in communion with their omega. They could bathe in her spiritual glow, use her slick as holy water, and the seed they stored was the detail that needed to be noticed most, even if it was excessive.

  At the end of it all, they could smile and be pleasant. So much strife for one moment of freedom…

  The men’s muscles tightened as a collective unit. Rae felt their cocks expand. A slow and coarse rumble seemed to leave their throats dry. The release seemed painful at first, as years of trauma were stored within them. She opened her eyes and connected with them, also losing her balance in the world of pain. The pleasure rose with an undeniable pressure until…

  “Oh, fuck, honey,” Killian eased the words from the bottom of his husky tone.

  Vash’s head lurched forward, bowing against the ultimate might of orgasm. The real god of the world was something inside of that, but they could never quite figure it out.

  “So much seed,” Vash said.

  Lucas bit his lip before falling under again. The heavy spell of sex had overcome them all. “Open and receive us, Precious…”

  Their flow of hot seed spilled against her walls. Her ass and pussy invited every burst of pure
white and viscous fluid. Her lips quivered as her own orgasm tore her consciousness to pieces. Yes, they gave her all she could take, but the men must have been overwhelmed by the amount she could give back to them.

  She pushed her ass high into the air, slowly inching over their bobbing cocks. Lucas pulled out, dribbling more semen onto her used flesh. Lost in a trance, he shoved it inside her pussy, watching adamantly as her asshole gaped and pooled up cum.

  Lovingly open, she felt their cocks expand for the knotting to begin. Her elastic walls opened and stretched to inhuman proportions. Still, they pumped her good and would not let up. As her orgasm overtook her, the alpha’s knots coiled from their crowning heads. The men themselves were hunched and rigid, as if rigor mortis had just set in. However, once their heads shot upward and their eyes rolled back, the knots took control of her insides, swimming into her cunt as if she were not human.

  She needed to realize one thing: the natural world was a twisted serpent, hell-bent on taking the last of her soul. With a roar, their knots perverted and searched as a triple helix, latching when they found her core. For the first time, their minds connected on the deepest level imaginable. Despite their bodily limitations, they became one entity, the alpha-omega.

  She hadn’t felt such strength before. It was as if she could picture her destiny, even reach out and touch it. Everything seemed easier. All they had to do was trust in the process. Soon enough, they would be with their children. Then the world would be theirs. They would be the ones to mend it.

  Rae opened her eyes as the alphas staggered back, cocks in their hands. “Fuck,” she groaned. “What just happened?”

  Killian swallowed and nearly collapsed against the wall. “I’m… I’m not sure,” he said.

  “We are connected,” Vash said.

  The other alphas were as dazed as him, but Vash’s face was caked with beads of sweat. He appeared confused, and an apology soon came. “I’m sorry for leaving you. All of you. At the time, I thought it was the right thing to do. Now, I’m not so sure. In the end, is our current torment not my fault?”

  “Stop,” Rae said. “Everything aligned for us to meet again. It does not matter anymore.”

  Lucas bent to kiss her stomach and caress her hips. “She’s right, Vash. You’d be wise to listen to her once in a while.”

  Killian sat back against the rocks and lowered his feet into the salty water below. Breathing in deeply, he looked perplexed. “Killian, what is it?” she asked him.

  The husky alpha shook his head and combed his fingers through his long strands of hair. “When we owned you, we disregarded what we had. We thought we had the answers,” he said. “But now, as I sit underneath this earth, I feel the weight of the world’s hurt and affectations take over my heart. I just want to love, but I am in a constant state of suffering.”

  “Fear fills our hearts to the brim,” Rae said, knowing exactly how he felt.

  Killian nodded, but he did not say much more. Instead, he took her hips and sighed.

  Rae pondered the choices the men had been faced with making during the wars, back when they first found her intact. Perhaps that was the hardest realization of all to reconcile. She wished he’d never had to lose in order to gain. It was such a cruel way to learn.

  “I fear you’ll gain the world from this,” Killian admitted.

  “If I gain the world, I will lose all of the innocence I once had,” Rae said. “I just want a normal life.”

  Killian laughed, seemingly shocked that she couldn’t understand her. “Were you ever truly innocent?” he asked. “Sometimes, I do not think we are awake. Life, for me, has been like sleepwalking. Whoever made this world has made us their puppets. I am sure of this now.”

  She had been called special her entire existence, but never knew why. She’d never imagined herself as an idol to be worshipped. That wasn’t what she wanted out of life. She merely wanted to be a mother and a wife. But if the system engineered her to take care of the earth, she knew she would have to act accordingly. Even if she didn’t believe in a god, she believed in a force more powerful than herself. Whatever it was, she preferred to keep it nameless out of respect.

  “No, I suppose not,” she said. “You’re right.”

  Killian carefully cradled her in his arms, vowing never to let go. If she did choose to lead after Ruby’s annihilation, he would stand by her side with the other alphas. The three would defend her and lavish her with daily praise and worship. They would give her everything she’d ever wanted.

  And, in turn, Rae would bow her head and submit to the vibrant hand of destiny until her death.

  Chapter Ten

  “You have done more evil than all who lived before you. You have made for yourself other gods, idols made of metal. You have aroused my anger and turned your back on me,” Virgil muttered under his breath.

  “Virgil? Is that you?” Rae yawned loudly and carefully opened her eyes to the bright light of Virgil’s candle. The old man faced the opposite direction, and it appeared he was kneeling in the prayer position, despite the water rising up to his fragile hips.

  As soon as her voice echoed throughout the long and hollow cavity, he turned and startled back, revealing the faint outlines of thin tears. “Oh! You’re awake.”

  Rae rubbed her eyes once more and extended her curled legs from the rocky recess within the wall. Somehow, the alphas were still snoring despite her movements and speech. Trying her hardest to keep quiet, she swiveled out of the shaky bed and plopped into the shallow water.

  “I heard you speaking to yourself. What was it you said?” she asked.

  Virgil held the candle above his head. Rae couldn’t help but stare as the light waxed and waned around the rough ceiling. For the first time, Virgil was concerned. “I was just reciting my verses,” he said. “I’m still a religious man. Somehow.”

  “Religion? You mean that you actually believe in the God of the privileged?” she asked. “Kings have used those words to rape and pillage.”

  “Oh, they’ve used them to do worse than that,” he replied.

  Rae noticed the sweat that was beading across his forehead, the rushed breathing that extended his ribs, and the bothered glaze that shrouded the pupils of his eyes. He seemed to be aging more each day, and she wondered if he would last much longer after their journey.

  “Anyway, it doesn’t matter what I believe,” Virgil said. “Mankind will be shown the truth time and time again, and they’ll always swing back to the lie.”

  “Maybe there is no lie and no truth,” she suggested. “Maybe this is the process we have to succumb to in order to get to the other side.”

  Although Virgil nodded, this idea was obviously troubling, even to her. “Then, we will always struggle through the chaos blindly. I truly hope that is not the case.”

  “Unfortunately, I have known no other way,” she said.

  “Nor have I,” he said. “Though, I am no different than the tormentors of the world.”

  “Well, you seem different,” Rae said.

  “I understand why you compliment me. You are mostly kind to others, but I’m not sure it helps your case” he said.

  Rae laughed and tenderly pressed her fingers against the bruises on her body. Maybe she came off as kind, but it wasn’t the word she would have chosen. She liked to think of herself as open. After all, she wasn’t the docile lamb they all thought of her as being. Like the lion that used to stalk the fields, she had killed before, and she wasn’t hesitant about killing again.

  “I murdered my first captor,” Rae confessed. “I was proud of the blood I spilled for my freedom. Maybe I shouldn’t have been, but I was. It allowed me to feel some semblance of strength, but there is a long and troublesome path forward. I know that now. Complacency is the work of devils, not angels.”

  Virgil lowered the flame closer to his heart and breathed deeply. “You have done more evil than all who lived before you. You have made for yourself other gods, idols made of metal. You have aroused
my anger and turned your back on me,” he said before taking another shallow breath of air, air that forced him to cough. “If I fall on the backs of angels, please forgive me.”

  Rae heard his words fully now. The world wasn’t merely a dark place full of monsters that wished her harm. It was much more nuanced than that. Enclosing systems governed societies, but people were a dip from the infinite. She was special only because she could read between the lines, but anyone could be taught how to do that. Someday, she vowed, she would do that for the world. Someday very soon, she thought. Until then, she would remain secretive like the flickering candlelight fixed in Virgil’s trembling hands.

  When she turned to see the alphas, she saw their eyes open for her. One by one, they swayed from the wall’s cavity, groaning through their morning bodily pains. They surrounded her, slowly placing their weight on her shoulder as they always used to do upon waking.

  She lifted her back and arms to push them off. “Listen to me, alphas,” she said with urgency. “There is something that I want from you, so listen to my words.”

  Lucas stroked down her arm, twisting his fingers around her knuckles to circle back. “What is it, darling?”

  Rae felt phlegm build in her throat. Not exactly sexy, but they had seen worse of her. The question was one of great scale, and despite their loyalty and love, she didn’t know how they would answer. Instead of begging like so many omegas did, she decided it might be a good idea to state her needs. She stood upright and lifted her head as a queen might before addressing a large audience.

  “I want to get married.”

  The alphas huddled together quickly, brows inching the skin on their foreheads down. Vash asked, “Married? No one, not even the leaders, go through the old ceremonies anymore. What point is there to get married in a world that doesn’t recognize the sanctity?”

  “You are wrong. Severin and Ruby are married. No one needs to recognize it’s sanctity. It’s purely something that I want for my own heart,” she said.