Outside the tent the camp continued as normal.
Inside, Cassian was already half-lost to the cycle that Vane’s presence had forced into bloom.
Vane leaned down, mouth against his ear, hips never stopping.
“When the full heat takes you I will lock the tent and keep you under me until it breaks.
You will not remember how to hate me.
You will only remember how to open and take.” Cassian’s answer was a broken, needy sound as another wave of pre-heat rolled through him, stronger than the last.
His hole clenched around the thick cock stretching him open.
His scent went richer still.
The trigger had been pulled.
There was no stopping what came next.
The horns sounded at the exact moment Cassian’s heat broke fully.
One second he was still on the edge, skin fever-hot, hole dripping, cock aching.
The next the full wave slammed through him hard enough to arch his back off the pallet.
A broken, continuous moan tore from his throat.
Slick poured out of him in a rush.
His scent exploded into the tent, thick and desperate and impossible to mistake.
Vane was already moving.
“Stay down.” Outside the first shouts rose.
Steel clashed.
The enemy had found the camp.
Vane yanked on trousers and a sword belt in seconds, then hauled Cassian up and half-carried him out of the tent toward the stone stronghold at the center of the camp.
Cassian could barely walk.
Every step rubbed his thighs together and sent fresh slick running down his legs.
His cock bounced hard and neglected against his stomach.
The heat made coherent thought almost impossible.
They reached the stronghold doors just as the first wave of attackers hit the outer perimeter.
Vane shoved Cassian inside the small inner chamber, barred the heavy door, and turned.
“The men can hold the walls for a while,” he said, voice rough.
“Long enough.” Cassian was already on him, hands tearing at the ties of Vane’s trousers.
“I need you inside me.
Now.
The heat is eating me alive.” Vane’s control snapped.
He shoved Cassian face-first against the stone wall, yanked the Omega’s trousers down just enough, and pushed the thick head of his cock against the soaked entrance.
One hard thrust buried him to the hilt.
Cassian screamed into the stone, the sound pure relief and pure need.
“That what you needed?” Vane snarled against his ear, already moving in deep, punishing strokes.
“My cock stretching this greedy heat-swollen hole?” “Yes.
Gods, yes.
Harder.
Do not stop.” Vane fucked him like the siege outside did not exist.
The wet slap of skin on skin filled the small chamber.
Cassian’s cock rubbed against the rough stone with every thrust, the friction almost too much.
Slick ran down both their thighs.
The heat made every nerve scream for more.
Outside, men shouted and steel rang.
Inside, Vane’s hand fisted in Cassian’s hair and pulled his head back so he could bite down on the swollen gland at the side of his throat.
Cassian came instantly, untouched, spilling against the wall in hard pulses while his hole clenched and fluttered around the thick cock still driving into him.
“Already?” Vane growled, never slowing.
“The heat has you properly now.
You will come again before I fill you.” Cassian could only moan and push back onto every thrust.
The first orgasm had taken nothing off the edge.
The heat demanded more.
Continuous.
Overwhelming.
Vane’s cock felt massive inside the swollen tissues, every stroke dragging against the place that made stars burst behind his eyes.
Vane pulled out only long enough to spin him around, hoist him up, and pin him back against the wall with his thighs spread wide.
He thrust back in on a single stroke and stayed buried while Cassian locked his legs around the Alpha’s waist.
“Look at me while I fuck you through it,” Vane ordered.
Cassian’s eyes were glassy, pupils blown wide with heat.
“I cannot think.
I only need.” “Then take.” Vane started moving again, deep and relentless, the new angle driving him against Cassian’s prostate on every stroke.
“This chamber stays locked until the heat breaks or the enemy does.
I will keep this cock in you the entire time.” Cassian’s second orgasm built fast and dirty.
He came with a raw cry, hole spasming, fresh seed spilling between their bodies.
Vane fucked him straight through it, hips snapping harder, the wet sounds obscene even over the noise of battle outside.
“One more,” Vane demanded.
“Come on my cock again and I will fill you.” Cassian shook his head even as his hips rolled to meet every thrust.
“I cannot.
It is too much.” “You can.” Vane’s hand wrapped around Cassian’s still-hard length and stroked in time with his thrusts.
“The heat will keep you hard and open for hours.
Give me another.
Now.” The third orgasm ripped through Cassian like lightning.
His vision whited out.
His body clamped down so tight Vane cursed and finally followed, burying himself to the root and flooding the Omega with thick, pulsing heat.
The first knot of the cycle began to swell, locking them together.
Cassian felt it stretch him wider and moaned through it, the pressure perfect and necessary.
Vane’s forehead dropped against his, both of them breathing hard, bodies sealed by the knot while the battle raged beyond the barred door.
“The knot will hold for a while,” Vane said, voice rough.
“When it goes down I am putting it straight back in.
The heat is only getting started.” Cassian’s arms stayed locked around the Alpha’s shoulders.
His cock twitched between them, already interested again.
“The camp—” “The camp will stand or fall without us for the next few hours.” Vane rolled his hips as much as the knot allowed, sending aftershocks through both of them.
“Right now the only war that matters is the one in your blood.
And I am winning it one thrust at a time.” Outside, something heavy slammed against the stronghold door.
Vane did not even glance toward it.
He simply adjusted his grip on Cassian’s thighs, kept him pinned to the wall, and waited for the knot to ease so he could start the next round.
Cassian’s heat pulsed hotter.
Slick and seed mixed and ran down his thighs.
His scent filled every corner of the chamber.
There was no world beyond the thick cock locked inside him and the Alpha who refused to let him go.
The siege continued.
The heat only deepened.
Vane’s mouth found his again, and Cassian opened for both without hesitation.