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Part four! (CWs continued, + public/outdoor sex, fisting) The alpha trotted his horse to the front of the pack, head head high – his stubborn, fierce, highborn wife seated so prettily in his lap.

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Part three (CW pt 1 cont, CW pt 2 cont, + public binding, light dragging someone behind your horse by a rope) He keeps an eye on the dagger for as long as he can, biding his time, until his eyes get heavy with exhaustion and he falls into deep, dark sleep.

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Rolling landscapes of verdant valleys blur together, blending into a never-ending sea of shrubs, green grasses, and scattered wildflowers swaying in the wind. The castle had since dwindled to a speck in the distance but as the land shifts into rock strewn lightly wooded hills, Steve looks back to

find that there is no part of this environment that is familiar to him. He had no desire to return to the castle in which he had been imprisoned for months, awaiting his heat with dread, but this winding path through fields and grasslands was taking him further away from anything he called home.

Could he ever go home? Steve glanced back again, trying to remember the outline of the hills, the specific shape of the bent trees. He might... if only he could pay better attention. Lips press against his turned cheek, interrupting the stream of murmured nonsense from the alpha at his back.

The three of his closest, the guards he left at Steve's tower door, chattered to the alpha at first, careful not to let their gazes linger too long on the omega. But as they broke onto something Steve may hazard to call a path as it didn't deserve the word 'road', Eddie started talking to him alone