Someone plz save me from this misery.

Red silk drapes over their tangled bodies, hiding them from the world.
Hanguang-jun and Yiling Laozu—brides, mates, alpha and omega—claimed utterly.

Their forever begins with a knot and a promise.

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Wei Ying clings back, tearful and bliss-drunk, body quaking around the knot.

“Forever,” she breathes.

Lan Zhan spills deep, knot locking them together under the bridal canopy.
She whispers against Wei Ying’s ear, hot and reverent:

“My wife. My omega. /Forever/.”

Three more thrusts and Lan Zhan follows her into that sweet release.

The knot forces its way in, stretching her wide.

Wei Ying sobs, overwhelmed, clinging, “Yes—yours—fill me—”

The room fills with slick, with the sound of wet skin and Wei Ying’s shameless cries:

“Harder—please—alpha—breed me—”

Lan Zhan obeys, pounding into her until Wei Ying shakes apart, slick running down her thighs. Around the place both are still connected.

Her rut is fierce—claiming her bride again and again.
Wei Ying meets her halfway, sobbing, gasping, moving against her with every thrust.

“yes—yes, I’m her wife—I can take it, I’ll do it, I want it—”

“Full—so full—I can’t… nngh, Lan Zhan, I still can’t get used to this—why must you be so big, jiejie?”

Lan Zhan only smiles, kisses her lips, and holds her by the hips as she thrusts deep, knot already swelling.

“You can take it. I know you can, my /wife/.”

Wei Ying whimpers, tail twitching helplessly, already slick and needy.

“Lan Zhan—ah—alpha—don’t tease—”
Her plea cuts into a cry when Lan Zhan slides inside, slow but unstoppable. Wei Ying arches, silk pooling under her, ears flattened.

Lan Zhan presses her down into the silk sheets. Hands steady, stripping her layer by layer until Wei Ying is trembling, bare and flushed beneath her.

Bunny ears twitch madly as Lan Zhan mouths her neck, her breasts, down the soft curve of her belly.