All Chapters of The Omega’s Revenge Harem: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

FIRST PERSON’S POV (AURELIAN). The words “My turn” had barely left Rhydian’s lips before the world tilted. His hands clamped down on my hips with bruising force, flipping me onto my stomach in one powerful motion. The silk tie that had bound him moments ago now lay forgotten somewhere on the sheets. I barely had time to catch my breath before he hauled me up onto my knees, chest still pressed to the mattress, my ass raised high.“Rhydian—” I started, but the rest dissolved into a sharp gasp as he shoved two thick fingers back into my cum-slick hole without warning. The stretch reignited every oversensitive nerve. He scissored them roughly, pushing his earlier release deeper, the wet squelch loud in the quiet room.“You had your fun,” he growled, his voice dark and edged with something feral. “Now I am going to remind you exactly who owns this hole.”His fingers withdrew only for his cock to replace them in a single, merciless thrust. I cried out, the sound muffled against the she

THIRD PERSON’S MULTIPLE POV. Kaidora sat on the balcony of Darius’s home with her eyes fixed on the dark sky above. Her heart had not settled since Darius reported everything to her. The marking. The yard. The chaos that could have gone so many different ways and somehow hadn’t. She had sat with that knowledge for hours, turning it over, measuring every second where something could have gone differently and hadn’t because of luck rather than preparation. She had not slept. The ancient book sat open on her lap, its pages worn soft from how many times she had turned them tonight. She let out a slow breath. “Mom.” Darius’s voice came from the doorway behind her. She blinked quickly and straightened her expression before turning. He stood by the door holding two cups of coffee, watching her with the specific look of a son who already knows what he walked into. “You’re still awake?” She asked. “Did you really think I was going to sleep while you were out here crying at one in the m

FIRST PERSON’S POV (RHYDIAN).Tavian’s words hung in the air like a challenge. My pulse hammered hard in my throat as I stood there, still naked from the night before, my body already responding to the heat rolling off all three of them. Astarian’s hand stayed firm on the back of my neck, guiding me down until I was on my knees between his spread thighs. His cock hung half-hard right in front of my face, thick and flushed at the tip.I had sucked cock before, but never like this—only Aurelian’s. Never with three sets of eyes watching me so closely.“Go on,” Astarian murmured, his voice low and rough. His fingers threaded gently through my hair. “Show us how good that mouth is.”Before I could overthink it, I leaned forward and dragged my tongue slowly up the underside of his shaft. The taste was warm and masculine, skin smooth over hard heat. Astarian let out a deep groan, his thighs tensing on either side of me. I licked again, slower this time, circling the head with the flat of

THIRD PERSON’S MULTIPLE POVLater that evening, Aurelian sat in Tavian’s room while attendants moved around him, adjusting layers of fabric and fastening silver clasps with practiced hands.Despite the care being poured into his appearance, his face remained still. Empty in the way that comes not from a lack of feeling but from too much of it sitting with nowhere to go.The reflection in the mirror looked nothing like someone about to be announced consort to three alpha heirs.His ceremonial attire was breathtaking regardless. White and silver robes draped over his frame with the kind of quiet elegance that didn’t need to announce itself, intricate patterns stitched into the fabric catching the candlelight in slow, shifting flickers. A silver sash cinched at his waist. A moonstone brooch glittered near his collarbone, the symbol of a blessed union pressed against his chest like something that already knew what it meant even if he wasn’t sure he did yet.His hands tightened in his la

THIRD PERSON’S MULTIPLE POV.Darius moved carefully through the underground passage, each footstep placed with deliberate quiet against the cold cement floor.He followed the dim light ahead until the passage opened into a wider space, and he stopped at the edge of it, pressing himself against the wall.A cage sat at the far end.Alpha Kael was crouching before it, tugging at a small opening in the bars, pushing the baskets through one at a time.“That’s your food.” He said flatly. “Eat at the right time.”“Don’t speak to me that way.” The voice from inside the cage was sharp and controlled, not the voice of someone broken by confinement.“You thought you could expose us?” Kael’s voice hardened.“Kael.” Alpha Soren placed a hand on his shoulder. “Leave it. We don’t need this tonight.”The woman rose from where she had been sitting and moved to the bars, her hands wrapping around the steel. “You should have killed me when you had the chance. I’ve told you that for years.” Her voice car