Deep In My Brother’s Heat

The Shattered Veil, where the sky bleeds liquid iron and packs forge soul-tethers with living metal veins, the Ironclaws bloodline demands one brutal truth: an Alpha must breed his own Omega kin to claim the right to rule.

Thorne, coldest and most commanding of the Alpha brothers, has spent a lifetime trading scars and venom with his defiant Omega sibling Lysander. When a rival pack moves to auction Lysander off during his suppressed heat, Thorne doesn’t negotiate. He drags his brother into the forbidden ritual chamber, forces that sharp-tongued mouth open around his iron-veined cock, and fucks his throat until tears and spit run. Then he bends him over the living-metal altar and takes him doggystyle,  withholding the knot so Lysander is left empty and aching while the entire pack hears the decree.

Punishment follows in the training yard. Thorne spanks that pale ass scarlet until Lysander is dripping, then forces him to sit on his cock and ride every thick inch while the night patrol passes close enough to scent them. In the rain-soaked ruins of their childhood watchtower, they grind cock to cock until Lysander cums across Thorne’s belly, then the Alpha fucks his face raw and paints it with seed. At the sacred hot springs, Thorne stuffs his balls into Lysander’s mouth, then breeds him bareback, knot locked deep, flooding the womb that will carry their iron-pups.

On the high cliff overlook, Thorne drops to his knees and rims his brother’s hole until Lysander is sobbing, then milks a prostate orgasm from him with nothing but fingers and tongue. And in the Alpha’s den, with Lysander’s belly already swelling, Thorne bites and sucks those sensitive nipples until they leak, then takes him bareback again,  relentlessly—while the soul-tether blazes and the pack’s old laws burn.

What begins as forced protection becomes a scorching, sweat-slicked obsession. That makes their hatred become a fierce, incestuous love that rewrites the laws of the Veil… and starts a war.

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