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"Don't hurt him!" Alhaitham yelled, watching a knife placed on the neck of the unconscious Kaveh. His heart was racing, a rare situation for him to be in.

This was not suppposed to happen.

Alhaitham previously agreed to Kaveh's plan for the wedding night to occur on his heat.

"Aww how romantic, an omega begging for us not to hurt his beloved alpha," The ringleader mocked Alhaitham with a chuckle.

This was supposed to be one of Kaveh's chessy romantic plan for their wedding night, a gateway from the hustle and bustle of the Sumeru City and everyone else just like in those couple trip brochures.

"That's all the Mora we could find, Boss!" A younger Eremite man reported, presumably one of the subordinates. Other than the iconic Eremite bandanna worn on their forehead, they shared the same eagle tattoo symbol.

"He smells divine!" Another commented, making the only omega in the room self-conscious.

"Indeed," The ringleader sat on the bed, inches apart from his prize — the "real" prize in his ambush. Alhaitham has never smelled an alpha scent this strong and overpowering, not even Kaveh's scent matched its intensity.

This is a domineering alpha, the first sentence that comes to his mind almost instinctively. The scent truly reflected the man's muscular and tall physique.

"You said you'd do anything for your husband, is that right?" He approached Alhaitham. A hand snaked around Alhaitham's waist, pulling him closer to inhale the sweet scent around his neck. There was just something about Alhaitham that made him interested than other omegas he met. To the alpha, he has a soothing and inviting scent.

Alhaitham pushed the man away. It took him a lot of force, but that strong hand grabbed his waist once again, throwing him to the bed.

"If you don't want to see your husband getting hurt, then take off your clothes," The alpha threatened, his subordinate emphasized the cold knife on Kaveh's throat to Alhaitham.

Seeing that, Alhaitham ceased his struggles, though reluctantly.

It took a while for Alhaitham to process those words. It was more than just a request or a threat, it was a question of his commitment to Kaveh, the man he swore to give his undying love to this afternoon. Kaveh had arranged everything in their wedding: their golden rings, the location, ornaments, the date of the wedding, etc. He was thrilled, the happiest man in Teyvat.

Alhaitham gritted his teeth in defeat. He could hear his own heart pounding against his ears, clearer than earlier. He had no choice, Kaveh's life is on the line, he could not afford to take risks. A sword and his Dendro vision cannot save him this time. This is not a direct confrontation, he is outnumbered with an unconscious Kaveh depending on him. They cannot resort to escape either, the door is blocked and guarded by the third subordinate.

His trembling hands started taking off his outermost layer, his jacket suit with long coattail. It once graced the hall and enthralled the guests in their wedding, but now it slided off his body as if it was a heavy burden.

Then, his buttoned shirt and his pants. All of the layers of his wedding suit except for the long veil. A crown is to a king, the veil is to a bride. They instructed him to keep the veil untouched.

Lustful gazes remained on him as his heat is getting close. Alhaitham can feel slick trickling down between his legs, wetting his panty. What was once meant to be a surprise for Kaveh had now became the center of attention. He closed his legs together, in an effort to keep his last line of modesty. Little he knew, nothing escapes an alpha's sharp nose.

Two big hands, foreign to him, instantly feel his soft skin, exploring the contour of his body without a single guilt. They are rough and full of callouses with thick hardened skin covering his fingertips and palm.

"Aah...aahh..." Alhaitham let out some moans as those hands moved upwards, fondling his ample breasts. They were always more sensitive in his heat and pre-heat days.

"Not only your scent that is sweet, your moans are just as sweet too!" He said excitedly, placing a kiss on the omega's neck.

More slick trickling down, soaking the soft lace garment. Alhaitham's body slowly giving into the heat and the pleasure he to desperately fought. He never felt so embarrassed and shameful, a married omega getting aroused by simple touches.

"You are so beautiful," He complimented, drunk in the omega's sweet tantalizing scent. He wanted more.

One of the hands made its way inside his panty, fingers rubbing his entrance and clit.

"Aah!" Alhaitham gasped.

A finger gently sneaked its way inside, prompting a shiver followed by a series of moan from Alhaitham himself.

Alhaitham neither never touched himself nor has experienced sexual pleasure. To him, there are always millions other things to do rather than having sex or masturbate. This whole time, he dealt heat with sleeping pills, escaping the need for sex.

Another finger joined in, increasing his pleasure, and soon, there are three fingers sliding in and out inside him. The alpha bit his bottom lip, the tightness around his fingers made it harder to hold back his urge to enter the alluring omega. Yet, he vowed to treat him as nice as possible. It's both ingrained in his instinct to please this omega of his liking. Precisely, to lure the omega to accept him, and his heat provided him the opportunity to do that.

By the time the third finger made some thrusts to his sweet spot, Alhaitham finally climaxed with a louder moan, echoing the small room. More sweet slick gushing down, soaking the already wet panty.

Alhaitham panted. The man pulled away his fingers, coated with the translucent slick. He licked it until it's clean. It tasted sweet, like honey or sugar. If he had not known it was an omega's slick, he would have thought it was either of that. The only defining trait that lies in the slick's addicting nature.

The alpha removed the pitiful looking fabric with his other hand, tossing it to the floor without a single remorse.

Now, Alhaitham is fully naked with more eyes eager to scan his body. He felt incredibly vulnerable, not even Kaveh had ever seen him naked.

"I'm a man," Alhaitham tried to deter them, cheeks blushing pink.

"We know. You're an omega" One of the men replied.

"A male omega. A rare one in fact," The other subordinate replied, the pause between the two sentences gave Alhaitham a goosebump. The tone would have been normal in a conversation between two researchers about ancient artifacts, but to be applied to him felt wrong.

Click. Clack. Click.

Alhaitham noticed that sound. The sound of belt rustling followed by a zipper. He heard a short breath of relief coming from the other man in bed beside him, then something blunt was poking on his entrance as the man aligned himself.

Alhaitham flinched. Panic took over him. His legs kicking the bigger man above him but it was soon easily stopped by the man positioning himself between his legs.

Alhaitham pushed that man again. The man pinned down his wrists easily, barely with an extra effort. Heat further incapacitated Alhaitham, placing him in an already disadvantegous situation. Today was his first day of heat, it's his most painful day compared to his second and third day. Yet, Alhaitham did not give up, still writhing underneath that man.

Hearing the loud creaks of the bed gradually stirred Kaveh. His mind felt muddled as if it was standing between uknown and consciousness. He tried calling Alhaitham's name, but only a muffled sound came out, a thick cloth was covering his mouth. He tried moving his arm and legs, but his body ended up falling to one side. He finally realized that he was tied up.

"He's awake!" The subordinate noticed.

"Just in time!" Their boss signalled one of them to bring Kaveh closer to the side of the bed.

"Aahh...!!!" Alhaitham groaned loudly as the other alpha entered him. Toes curling, gripping the white bed sheet.

"Gghhh....! You're so tight!" The other man let out a groan after his member is fully inside Alhaitham.

"Haah...ahh..." Alhaitham whimpered.

Kaveh's eyes widened, his breath hitched. A mix of disbelief, alert, and shock. Adrenaline pumped into his bloodstream. His body was shaking.

"Kaveh...Kaveh..." Alhaitham cried his lover's name over and over between his moans as the man started rocking his hip. A weak plea for help, hoping to be saved. His sorrowful gaze broke the young man's heart and his dream.

But Kaveh was just as powerless as Alhaitham. A hand was on Kaveh's shoulder to keep Kaveh at a distance.

The man gently turned Alhaitham's face to kiss him out of jealousy.

"No...aah..!!" Alhaitham abruptly broke their kiss.

"Hehe don't lie. Your body wanted this. Look how your insides grabbed my dick!" He teased.

That man easily figured out that the chest is Alhaitham's sensitive spot other than the private parts between the legs. Alhaitham moaned louder and sweeter when one of the man's hand fondling his breasts; the walls would constrict and slick would rush down. The more aroused Alhaitham is, the more slick produced.

He increased his pace, he can never get enough of drinking the omega's sweet moans under him.

Alhaitham did not want this, not with the man other than his husband. He was supposed to feel this pleasure with Kaveh. It should have been Kaveh above him, not this man. An omega's heat does not differentiate between the alpha he likes and a random alpha. How he wished his first time had been with the alpha he loves.

The omega was close to climax like him, the walls continuously tightened around his member.

"Aah...haa...I'm going to breed you!" He pushed the knot inside just as Alhaitham came. Warm semen filling him to the brim while both catching their breath.

The man carefully pulled out his flaccid member once the knot has deflated, he covered Alhaitham's naked body with the white duvet.

Kaveh felt useless, dejected, and angry at himself for not being able to save Alhaitham. What is there use of a pledge, an oath of their wedding? They weren't just fancy words to impress the audience, they were words from the depth of his heart.

"Boss. Can we...?" One of his subordinates gleefully asked him like a child shyly asking for candy.

"Of course you can." He said while fixing his pants. "Be gentle. He's mine once we're done," The man warned them.

Two men immediately circling around Alhaitham like a pack of hyenas cornering a prey. They fixed his veil, and forcefully positioned Alhaitham so that he's on all fours; a man behind him and another under him. They wasted no time, continuing to ravish the rare omega. Their hands were all over his body, hands foreign to him — more unfamiliar hands touching his curves and feeling his breasts, hands that were just as rough as their ringleader's.

"You promised to spare my husband!" Alhaitham interjected despite heat consuming him.

"Well, it seems I changed my mind" He replied casually, dragging the frantic Kaveh outside. His third subordinate followed behind, closing the door. He understood that his boss did not want Alhaitham to know what lies beyond the hut, Kaveh's gruesome fate.

"Aahh...!" Alhaitham moaned. One of them shoved his member inside him. The man let out a satisfying groan, enjoying the tightness.

The other man under him latched to his nipple, his other finger rubbing the other bud.

"Kav—" Alhaitham was suddenly pulled into a passionate kiss. It was enough to shut him up as the other man thrusted inside him again and again.

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Faiz is his name, the ringleader of the Eremite thugs who raided and burnt the hut on that day. Alhaitham is still skeptical if that is his real name, even though the man himself disclosed to him willingly.

"I'm home" Faiz stepped inside the room, carefully closing the door behind him.

He took a second to admire the decorations in the room. Everything was replaced to recreate the imagery of that wedding night. Everything is perfect to him, just to his liking. All is white and lace, from the curtains to the bed. It is a color opposite to Alhaitham's choice. He never despised that color, but merely found it to be impractical for his everyday wear. It is however, a color that his now-husband wishes to preserve.

Even so, Alhaitham stubbornly wore Faiz's old shirt. He dug deep in Faiz's wardrobe to find this shirt, an undershirt of the Akademiya uniform. It was thick with Faiz's scent, but he clung to it ever since, it was the most "normal" outfit he could find.

Alhaitham can hear big footsteps coming closer to closer, then a big pressure laid on the bed beside him. Two strong big arms held his waist possessively, pulling him closer to the other man. It has now become Faiz's habit to seek Alhaitham for comfort. He argued it is Alhaitham's duty as his mate.

"Don't", Faiz uttered with a growl, sensing the omega escaping from his embrace.

Silence filled the air between them, a fitting atmosphere for a man who stole an omega from another alpha. That is if one were to ask Alhaitham's opinion.

Faiz turned Alhaitham to face him, kissing him. His kisses are always full of lust, even a sweet kiss will soon turn into a passionate one.

His hand slipped to the cleavage, fondling and massaging those beautifully shaped pair.

"They have certainly developed" He stated, which made Alhaitham's cheeks flushed.

Alhaitham can feel the growing bulge from the other man, rubbing between his legs. Faiz pulled the panty to the side, inserting his length to the tight wet cavern.

"Haah...w...we just...did it...this...morning..nngh!" Alhaitham's nails digging Faiz's tough skin.

"You smell really good, I can't just pretend like it was nothing," Faiz replied, eyes full of lust. Again, Alhaitham tried to refuse this man, only for his wrists to be tied with the long Eremite bandana.

Alhaitham gave him a disdain expression as he kept pounding inside, hitting his sweet spot again and again.

"Don't give me that look. You see, really, there is not much difference between me and your ex-alpha mate." He chuckled. "He wants to have you just as much as I do. What makes you think he is any different than me? "

"Nghh...ahh...why...should...I...believe...you?"

"Because believe me, he wants to tie you up this way. He just never tells you or anyone that."

Faiz slowly picked up the pace. He leaned closer to capture Alhaitham's lips. He smiled in that kiss, Alhaitham's lips are soft and pink, seems they can easily be bruised. He loved his contrasting cool demeanor with the body that demands to be treated gently. In his view, Alhaitham is no different than a lush flower protected by its thorns.

His kisses trailed down to his jaw, neck, collarbone, then stopped by his bud, taking it in with his mouth.

Alhaitham's sweet moans echoed the room once again. Forever trapped.

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Cyno sighed seeing the lack of evidence scattered on his work table. A burnt hut and a broken carriage is all the clues he and his team could find in the crime scene. Had it not for a random adventurer to file a report, then this investigation would not have never commenced.

His biggest obstacle is how late it was discovered, about a month. The tracks have long gone, it was difficult to recreate the crime scene, and the sources were not reliable either.

Not a single person in the room could guarantee whether the victims are alive or simply missing. However, he did not want this to be another unsolveable case.

If only there is a ray of light to shed the mystery. Cyno would never describe himself as religious, but just today, he decided to sit next to the Statue of the Seven. The chances look grim, almost impossible.

He hoped Kaveh and Alhaitham are safe.