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Gao Tu never thought he would be loved.
He had always believed his secondary gender was a curse—something shameful, something that made him less. But in the quiet morning light, when the walls of their private mansion still hummed with pheromones, he could think of nothing except the warmth surrounding him.
The air was heavy with rum, orange, and Irish blossom. His own scent of sage was mixing with theirs, curling and trembling like a soft cloud trying to hide in a storm.
Gao Tu stirred beneath the sheets, muscles trembling, mind fogged from the night before. His throat burned from too many gasped names—Sheng, Wenlang… hua Yong—and yet his chest felt painfully full, like his heart could not contain everything his mates poured into him.
Then he felt a strong hand slide across his back steady, grounding, possessive. The touch was careful but sure, a silent claim that made his body remember everything his mind tried to forget.
He didn’t need to open his eyes to know who it was. The trace of ghost orchid lingered near him, that rare Enigma scent—warm, haunting, and impossible to mistake.
“A-Yong…” he whispered, voice barely audible.
The Enigma didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulled Gao Tu closer, his touch firm but reverent, as though he were trying to imprint calm into trembling muscles. The rhythm of his breathing brushed against Gao Tu’s neck, and the Omega felt his pulse steady against the other’s skin.
“Still trying to run from us in your mind , little bunny?” the low voice murmured near his ear. “Even now?”
Gao Tu shook his head, shame burning behind his eyes. He buried his face against Hua Yong’s shoulder, inhaling the ghost-orchid scent until it filled him.
He had never thought he would be loved.
An Omega with a broken past, a scent he once despised, a body that had only ever been used—he had spent half his life trying to forget that he was born different.
Now, two S-class Alphas and the Enigma had marked him, claimed him, wrapped him in the kind of devotion that frightened everyone...
From somewhere behind them came the faint sound of movement—Sheng Shao You and Shen Wen Lang awake, their pheromones flaring, answering Hua Yong’s protective pulse with their own. Rum, orange, Irish—heat and wind mixing until Gao Tu could barely breathe. Yet he never breathe so fresh...
He didn’t fight it.
He let the wave of their presence roll over him, heavy, possessive, unbreakable.
Beside him, Sheng Shao You lay half-awake, dark hair falling over his eyes, one arm draped across Gao Tu’s waist like a silent promise. The air around him still carried that heady sweetness of rum and orange—warm, intoxicating, possessive. His control was legendary in the business world, but here, in this bed, every trace of restraint dissolved into worship. He groans as the Enigma slightly massage the alpha waist.. Gao tu smile a little when the alpha hide in his chest..
On Gao Tu’s other side, Shen Wen Lang’s scent spilled like wild Irish wind—sharp, raw, and territorial. His fingers rested against Gao Tu’s throa only to feel the faint flutter of the Omega’s pulse. When Gao Tu shifted, the Alpha’s eyes opened, wolfish and tender all at once.
“You smell like us,” Wen Lang murmured, voice rough from sleep. “Our bunny… every inch of you.”
A hand slid into his hair, another traced his spine, and voices overlapped—soft, firm...
“You’re ours.”
“Always.”
“Even when you hide us from the world.” sheng said with pout.. The Enigma smile a little before kissing the alpha...
Then he kisses the Omega. . Then shen wenlang.. Gao Tu’s lips parted, shyness and warmth colliding. The pheromones pressed closer—Sheng’s calm heat, Wen Lang’s feral hunger—curling around him until his own sage scent bloomed helplessly in answer.
“Stop…” he whispered, breath hitching. “You’ll make it stronger…”
Sheng Shao You smiled against his ear. “Let it. The world can’t smell us here.”
That truth—here—was both comfort and wound. Beyond the gates of this private mansion, their bond was a secret. Gao Tu had begged for that secrecy, afraid of gossip, of pity, of how the world would sneer at an Omega bound to two Alphas and to a Enigma..His mates had obeyed, though every day it carved new hollows in their hearts.
Sheng’s fingers slid through his hair. “Little bunny… you still think we’d ever be ashamed of you?”
Gao Tu didn’t answer. His throat tightened.
Wen Lang leaned in, teeth brushing Gao Tu’s shoulder, a low growl rumbling against his skin. “He doesn’t get it, Tiger. He still thinks he’s the burden when he’s the breath keeping us alive.”
Hua Yong could saw it was making his bunny Restless.. So he changed the topic by kissing them harder..