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“You are to disrobe and present over the pillow.”
Vi resisted the urge to take a swing at the arrogant member of the house staff. Clenching her fists in anger, tinged with shame, she scoffed, “So I’m just supposed to wait, ass up?!”
The beta male’s greying eyebrow raised, as if puzzling how the pink-haired woman didn’t know how the world works. “Yes, Ma’am. I am simply here to guide you to the room and assure you that the heir will be along, shortly. You are to stay on the pillow, presented, and may not look or move elsewhere unless instructed.” His white gloved hand gestured with an open palm towards the extravagant four-poster bed before them. The solid, navy, wedge-shaped pillow looming ominously in the center of the bed.
Vi scoffed, unclenching her fists, “Fine. Fuck off, so I can do this.”
Without so much as a word, the beta bowed shallowly and walked through the double-doors they entered through, closing them with a soft click. Lots of feelings warred within the brawny omega as she watched the doors close. In the back of her mind, she pondered the word “heir” and what this agreement meant overall. She had agreed to these conditions to make up for Pow-Jinx…Jinx’s choice.
“If you create life, to replace those we lost – we won’t go after her.”
Why her status, her sexuality, was on the table as a bargaining chip was just the very nature of being an omega – a curse in her eyes, but a prize for the upper classes. Only a fraction of a fraction of the population presented the way she did, always exceptionally fertile and the perfect pairing to alphas; alphas that often lined the family trees of Piltover’s elite. It doesn’t matter to these blue bloods that she’s never been with another sexually. It doesn’t matter that she was only just released from Stillwater – no word as to why. It doesn’t matter that within 24 hours of her release, her sister blew up a bridge – killing many. The Council’s meticulous records marked Jinx as her sister, they were out for blood, and Vi begged for a solution as she was brought before them in cuffs for questioning. Letting out another scoff through her teeth, the pink-haired omega disrobed as she approached the bed.
I agreed to this.
Nerves gripped her as she crawled onto the bed, the navy wedge mocking her. She didn’t know such pillows existed, but she knew the exact purpose of it by instinct. A pillow meant to tilt the pelvis and support the body in the perfect position for breeding. The only detail that was beyond her comprehension was the concave divot at the pillow’s peak. Exhaling a trembling breath, Vi knelt at the tall side of the wedge and carefully let her weight carry the rest of her body down the slope.
Despite her nerves and the complex web of feelings she was coping with, embarrassingly, some part of her omega instincts realized what was happening. Blushing to herself, within the cool, still air of this bedroom, she felt herself start to get wet. With a disgusted, trembling sigh, she tried to relax.
There was no ticking of a clock to alert her to the passing of time, but just when her restlessness began to peak again, she heard it – the soft click of the bedroom door opening behind her.
A feminine, accented voice reached her ears: “My, you are a stunning sight.”
Letting out yet another scoff, Vi clenched the fabric of the down comforter beneath her fingers. “Whatever.” She didn’t blush in the slightest at the praise. Fuck being an omega.
“I was warned that you were…stubborn.” the soft voice continued, coming closer to the bed.
The pink-haired girl resisted the urge to shift, to see the woman suddenly sharing her space while she’s so vulnerable. A warm, welcoming musk made itself known to her senses as the figure approached. Fuck, she’s an alpha. Vi’s nerves peaked again. She had naively hoped that her chosen…donor would have been a beta but given the high rates of alphas in Piltover’s elites, she should’ve known better. Without her consent, her omega nature preened, and she felt a warmth spread in her belly.
A strong hand with calloused fingertips gently skimmed across the skin of her right hip, coming to gently clasp the flesh of her right buttock. Vi gasped at the sudden touch. How did she get so close, so quickly, without me noticing?
“So responsive and I’ve only just – barely - touched you.” There was a tinge of mocking in the lilted accent, the calloused fingertips left her skin, and the pink-haired girl felt her heartbeat pick up even more as the sounds of disrobing occurred where she cannot see.
“You’re lucky.” the feminine, accented voice began again.
Vi snorted, “Oh yeah, totally. Forced to breed with some random person as part of a bargain with the Council. Definitely lucky.” The anger and shame in her statement permeated the room and there was a looming silence for a moment.
“My name is Caitlyn.”
Despite herself, Vi was smart enough to recognize that this woman – this alpha – understood the ramifications of this moment and extended the olive branch of her name. Damn it all.
“I’m Vi” she released with a defeated sigh. Drawing on her inner strength, Vi brought her forearms under herself while remaining in position. “Tell me: Why in Runeterra am I lucky?”
There was a certain amount alpha arrogance and Piltover snobbishness in the next words, “You’re lucky I’m an alpha that can actually control herself. Otherwise, my rut would’ve had you split open on my knot by now and you’re not even in heat.”
Vi could not help the loud gasp that left her, nor the nervous sweat that developed on the back of her shoulders and neck. Her heart pounded. “Y-you’re in a rut?”
A gentle sound of agreement came with the feeling of the bed shifting behind her and the pink-haired girl turned her hands under her, grasping the pillow with an edge of fear. All at once, a single calloused finger dragged across Vi’s outer lips. Following the soft caress, the pink-haired woman felt Caitlyn place the flat of her palms on the backs of her buttocks, two thumbs gently pulling the outer lips apart – exposing her. A short whine left Vi’s mouth before she had a chance to stop the sound; although not pleasurable, the light touches were shamefully arousing nonetheless.
“Despite how beautiful your cunt is. You’re definitely not ready for me yet.”
All at once, there was a warm, wet tongue dragging across her sex. Vi couldn’t help herself and let out a shocked moan. “Mm. Good girl.” The compliment was more felt than heard and the pink-haired brawler buried her face into the comforter as Caitlyn’s strong tongue zeroed in on her clit. The hands that grasped the pillow beneath her out of fear, rapidly became anchors to the sensations overwhelming her.
It could’ve been seconds or minutes or hours, but the exquisite roll of that tongue against her clit drove the omega to moan breathlessly. So good. She’s never felt anything like it. The pleasure melted away the scenario that brought her here. In just a moment, she felt that probing tongue shift up to her entrance, only to have a single calloused fingertip run circles around her clit.
“Oh!” Despite herself, Vi moaned deeply as Caitlyn’s strong tongue pressed inside of her entrance. A delighted growl rumbled into her cunt and the vibrations alone caused even more sweat to break out across the brawler’s forehead.
Suddenly, all of the heat of that tongue was removed and the pink-haired girl felt a single, probing digit enter her. The penetration forced a gasp both of surprise and fear out of her lungs.
Caitlyn leant back, her brow pinched in shock and arousal, “Oh, Darling. You’re so tight. I’m your first, aren’t I?” The blue-haired woman began gentle thrusting following her question, lightly probing the virgin entrance. Quiet moans were her only answer. Withdrawing her finger caused the omega beneath her to let out a surprised whine. The alpha placed the tips of two fingers at her entrance, palm down. “Answer me, Omega.”
Another moan broke out of Vi before she could process the question. She’d heard the words, but almost like a warning, the two digits pushed just inside her entrance. The circling of her clit had not stopped. “Y-Yes, Alpha.” Vi winced. Stupid Omega instincts. Stupid Alpha control.
“Wonderful.” Caitlyn’s eyes twinkled with desire as she plunged both fingers into the omega’s cunt.
“Ah!” Vi gasped as her walls clamped down on the intrusion. The Alpha immediately began a nearly punishing rhythm, withdrawing the digits only slightly, before pushing into the depths and curling them at the omega’s ridged front wall.
“H-holy fuck! Caitlyn!” the omega moaned loudly at the sensation – the pleasure, the pressure in her core, building up with staggering speed. This was nothing like when she touched herself in the grips of her own painful heats – it was so much more.
“Good girl.” Caitlyn panted her praise, pressing her hips closer to the omega spread out in front of her. Vi’s inner omega preened amidst her pleasure, despite feeling the hot, hard length suddenly brushing her thigh.
As the pleasure built, Vi’s vision and mind began to spin.
“You still aren’t ready for me.” The alpha huffed in frustration behind her. A third finger joined the two on the next thrust and Vi whined at the stretch. Her hands shot out to grasp the comforter beneath her beside her head, a startled “Mmph!” leaving her lips in a gasp.
This new stretch and her continued, pleasure-filled climb caused her vision to swim. A new pressure built in her belly – a familiar one.
“Oh, there we go. Such a good omega.” For the first time since this encounter began, Vi shifted her hips at the praise in an effort to seek her pleasure. “Cum for me, Darling.”
As if the words were a trigger to her omega instincts, Vi felt the world around her slip away, letting out a gasping shout as her orgasm hit. Her vision went white and as she came back to herself with heaving breaths, she realized that those three fingers were still thrusting into her depths. The alpha behind her was growling gentle praises amidst the wet slides of her fingers into the brawler.
Nearly drowning in the pleasure of the deep thrusts of the alpha’s calloused fingers, Vi still managed to become aware of the throbbing of the hard length now pressed against the back of her thigh and buttock. She fought through the haze of her previous orgasm and scoffed, between gasps, she growled out, “Why don’t – you – just – get to – it?”
A surprisingly gentle voice answered her, “I don’t want to hurt you, Dear One.” As though recovering from a slip in demeanor, the alpha’s proud burr came back at the last words: “I’m very large.”
Unable to help the spike of fear amidst her ongoing pleasure, Vi tightly grasped the comforter beneath her, “O-oh. O-kay.”
“Cum for me once more, then we’ll see.”
The alpha behind her, seemingly aroused by her own words, suddenly began spreading her fingers upon each inward thrust – stretching the omega’s tight walls intentionally. “Ah! Oh gods!” the pink-haired omega moaned as her face flushed, the stretch almost painful with each stroke.
“Relax, Darling.” Caitlyn purred, now gently rolling her hips – the hard length pinned between them and supported by the wedge beneath the omega. “I’ll get you ready to take me.”
The omega’s world began to fill with mounting pleasure. The stretch of the alpha’s strong fingers adding a new, wonderful experience to her sexuality. It was as if her instincts were warmly bathing her in the knowledge that her purpose was to stretch – to receive. Vi swallowed a gulp and came back to herself for a split second. To receive and conceive. Her own fears spiked briefly. Her instincts mocked her. Gathering inner strength, she suppressed that deep fear and decided to take. To take pleasure from this bastard of an alpha. With new purpose, the omega began rolling her hips back into the alpha’s thrusting hands.
A delighted chuckle came out of the alpha, “Look who’s finally enjoying herself.” Vi only answered with a frustrated moan. Caitlyn leaned down, growling deep in her chest. “Cum for me again, Little Omega”, she drew a long swipe of her tongue across the small of the tattooed back of the woman below her.
“I –“ between moaning gasps, Vi spoke, “F-faster. P-please.”
“Please, what?”
Letting out a frustrated growl that delighted the alpha above her, “P-please, Alpha. F-faster.”
A sinister smirk lifted Caitlyn’s lip against the omega’s back as she grazed her canines across the sweaty skin and suddenly began jackhammering her fingers into Vi’s warm cunt.
“Ah! Oh-oh god! Too-“ Vi shrieked as she felt alpha’s teeth bite down on the flesh of her muscled hip.
“You’re meant for this.” The alpha’s firm tone was accented by a loud growl as she continued the punishing pace of her fingers. Caitlyn’s throbbing cock twitched against the omega’s thigh and buttock and the alpha fought her release as the pink-haired brawler began sobbing in pleasure.
Vi had no concept of time, only a world of push and pull, of penetration almost too much and too fast that it bordered on pain. The world went white, then black, and she could hear her own voice like it wasn’t her own: “Alpha!!”. The omega brawler came back to herself with thunderous breaths, trying to calm her hammering heart, and to comprehend what happened to her. A warm tongue was drawing patterns on the small of her back. My tattoo, she distractedly thought in her haze.
The alpha had stilled her movements, both of her hands back to gently gripping Vi’s hips as she drew her tongue across the omega’s back. A deep, rumbling growl – a pleased sound – came from Caitlyn’s chest as she squeezed Vi’s hips again.
“Welcome back.”
Tsking, the only thing she could do in her haze, the omega shifted her hips slightly in Caitlyn’s grasp. Upon the shift, Vi realized just how much of her own slick was running down the inside of her thighs. Her eyes widened at the realization and she tested, clenching around nothing – a small wave of warm slick left her cunt. I’ve never been this wet before.
Before she could fully process that knowledge, the alpha growled with an edge of desperation, "Need your cunt."
In that moment, Vi was drawn back to her fear, to the admission early on in their encounter. The alpha behind her was in rut. The alpha was in rut and still had enough control – enough care and consideration – to pleasure the omega first. To not hurt her. Despite everything, Vi felt her heart clench. Out of respect, out of concern, out of something she didn’t know how to describe. Drawing on her inner resolve again, she took a deep breath and brought her arms under her chest to brace on her forearms. She knew she was supposed to conceive from this encounter, but an alpha in rut meant – she gulped – knotting. A painful stretch and a connection she heard others at Stillwater gossip about in her youth. A rut also meant this encounter would likely go on until the alpha was satisfied, which could take days. Another deep breath to process that information and Vi let it out with a resolute sigh before she let her head hang between her tense shoulders. Her face burned with shame and arousal.
“Take me, Alpha.”
-
Caitlyn could only hold onto the flesh of the omega’s hips as she came back to herself. Giving the pink-haired woman so much pleasure caused her hard length to throb painfully – precum had never stopped leaking during the exchange. Those hips, despite what her grasp implied, were an anchor in this moment against her instincts. A shift in the awareness of the omega beneath her increased the alpha’s struggle. She could not help the rumbling growl that left her chest, her alpha resting control.
“Need your cunt.”
The blue-haired woman was warring with her nature. Her large length throbbing and red with her blood. Her knot hadn’t swollen in response to the omega’s earlier pleasure – a surprise. This omega in front of her was untouched before her. The thought caused her length to twitch between them. Her upbringing and training shouted in her mind. You are the sole heir of House Kiramman. You are dignity and honor personified. You must not give in to the base alpha instincts that rule others. Instincts that can cause ruin if left unchecked.
Completely unaware of the internal struggle of the omega in front of her, the soft words cut through her internal turmoil like the crack of gunfire, “Take me, Alpha.”
Caitlyn felt her cock give a violent twitch between them and, gritting her teeth, she shifted her hips – taking her hot length in her hand. Slowly, she guided the tip towards the swollen cunt of the omega. Coming back to herself, she spoke – hoping that the care and consideration came through her baser instincts. “Relax and breathe, Little One.” Caitlyn took a resolute breath of her own, “I’ll go slowly at first, so you can adjust.” The alpha inside her head bellowed in frustration, causing Caitlyn’s brow to pinch – a headache forming at the base of her skull and behind her eyes at its displeasure. The blue-haired woman was far more aware and considerate of their substantial size than her inner alpha. No matter how warm, wet, or relaxed the cunt, her length and girth could tear the unprepared. With a huffed exhale, the blue-haired alpha gently pushed the tip of her cock into Vi’s entrance.
Despite trying to heed the alpha’s words, Vi winced as she felt the bulbous head of the Caitlyn’s cock push into her. Oh gods. She wasn’t joking. She’s huge. The omega clenched her right fist tightly as she tried to breathe into the pressure of the alpha’s girth. The alpha, somehow, had the wherewithal and ability to pause – allowing Vi to get used to the intrusion. Her heart clenched again at the considerate nature of the alpha that was now inside her. It was absurd, feeling this way about a stranger intent on simply breeding you.
Just another moment lapsed before the omega felt the alpha withdraw her length ever so slightly and then press forward again.
Vi’s loud gasp and wince didn’t sound like it came from her as more of the alpha’s cock entered her depths on this thrust. Caitlyn panted with her struggle above the omega, gripping the flesh of Vi’s hips tightly, “I know, Darling.” A kiss on the small of her back, “I know.” Vi felt the bulbous head retreat partially and then another painful press of the alpha’s member – even deeper.
This process continued, who knows for how long, the alpha holding onto control of herself with a vice grip brought on by her upbringing. A final, long, excruciatingly slow thrust and Caitlyn was fully seated into the warm cunt beneath her – the skin of the alpha’s hips pressing against the back of Vi’s muscular thighs.
“There we go, Sweet Omega. You have all of me.” The alpha’s soft praise caused Vi’s omega to almost purr, the instincts deeply rooted in the pink-haired woman surprised her as the pain of the alpha’s penetration gave way to a little bit of pleasure.
“You’re – “ Vi gulped in a harsh breath, “Fucking massive.” She let out a scoffing laugh at the absurdity, but the laugh caused her to tighten around the alpha’s length, and she let out a pained moan.
Amused by the strong will of the omega she was buried in, Caitlyn smirked, “And I haven’t moved yet.”
The alpha felt a brief tension ripple through the omega’s back muscles upon the realization. “Oh fuck.”
Surprisingly gentle kisses littered the small of the omega’s back as the two remained still. Caitlyn’s hand left Vi’s right hip, the calloused fingers making their way to gently circle the omega’s clit. The sudden pleasure that struck the pink-haired woman causing her to moan and shift – moving minutely against the length buried inside of her.
“I’m going to move now, Vi. Try to relax.” Caitlyn bit down gently on the flesh of the omega’s back and tightened her grasp on the tattooed left hip. The alpha withdrew only a shallow inch and pushed back into the omega’s warm cunt with a slow thrust.
“Hng – f-fuck!” Vi’s hands grasped the comforter beneath her, knuckles going white, as the alpha above her began a rhythm of shallow thrusts. The insistent circling of the fingers on her clit was the only thing that made the repeated intrusion bearable – the pleasure offsetting the pain, mostly.
“Relax, Darling.” Caitlyn coached, a pleased growl rumbling yet again, “You’re taking me so well.”
The pink-haired omega tried to rally herself again, to listen to her instincts and the alpha’s kind words. Letting a deep breath woosh from her chest, she moaned as she felt the tip of Caitlyn’s cock brush the entrance of her womb. As if Fate and Instinct liked playing games, the sensation of the alpha’s tip hitting her cervix, saw Vi’s hips slacken – her cunt becoming more pliant.
Caitlyn felt the shift in the warm, wet cunt surrounding her and began increasing the depths of her thrusts. “That’s it,” she purred, “Good girl.” Vi sighed at the alpha’s praise and felt herself becoming more slick at the words. It took only a moment before the omega lost herself to the sensations of the fingers on her clit, of the massive length splitting her open, and came, her gasp loud in the quiet of the room. Caitlyn could only grasp Vi’s hip tighter and clench her teeth as she felt the omega’s walls tremble around her length.
“Fuck, Darling.” The blue-haired alpha paused her hips and basked in the sensation, “You’re already trying to milk my cock.” A renewed surge of slick managed to slide out around her cock- lubrication as Caitlyn started thrusting again.
Vi, swimming in her own bliss, could only moan amidst gasping breaths. Feeling the increased responsiveness of the omega’s body, Caitlyn removed her hand from the woman’s clit, firmly grasping the brawler’s hips. All at once, the blue-haired woman surrendered in the fight for controlling her alpha and released a growl that bordered on a roar.
“Going to knot you. Fill you up.”
The pink-haired omega winced, white-knuckling the comforter, as the powerful alpha above her began delivering hip-bruising thrusts. Each wet slap of flesh between them echoed into the relative quiet of the room, supported by the breeding wedge under Vi’s hips. With each pass, Caitlyn’s girth almost completely left Vi’s tight cunt, before hammering in – the tip battering her cervix. Vi wanted to resist, wanted to hate this, wanted to fight this rutting beast on top of her. In spite of her rebellious nature, her omega instincts only added slick to ease the alpha’s thunderous passes into her. Burying her face into the comforter, Vi released a moan she didn’t want to, “Yes! Alpha!”
-
It took only a few moments of her powerful, deep thrusts, before Caitlyn felt it. Her knot was swelling. Her alpha roared in her head as she let her right hand drift back to the omega’s clit. Make her take it! Force it! Growling at and in spite of herself, the blue-haired woman, “Omega, you will take my knot.”
A spike of fear – intimidation – struck the omega. Until the alpha growled those words, she had not noticed the growing swell at the base of the cock. Too swept up in the sounds of wet slapping of their breeding, in the pressure of Caitlyn’s dick splitting her open, in the bruising she felt forming on her hips. “Y-yes, Alpha.” Vi swallowed a breath between pants, “G-give me y-your k-knot.” The hammering thrusts suddenly stopped, the alpha pressing the swelling girth against the omega’s entrance.
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. It’s so much.
Tears swelled in the omega’s eyes as she felt the sharp pain of the knot being forced against her walls. A whimper left her just as she felt the circling against her clit speed up – even though the pleasure did little to mitigate the pain. The alpha’s body suddenly bent over on top of the omega, the skin-on-skin contact providing warmth and security. Although she could not reach her ear from their position, Vi heard Caitlyn’s soft assurances. “I know, Darling. Breathe. I’m sorry.” A hiccupping gasp left the brawler as she awkwardly reached behind herself, fingers awkwardly landing on the alpha’s side as they lay over her.
The contact seemed to soothe them both and with a dull, wet squelch, the alpha’s knot was sealed inside the omega’s cunt. Alpha and omega both let out a surprised gasp of pleasure at the event. With a whole body shiver, Vi gently grasped the alpha’s skin she could contact, and then settled her hand back onto the comforter beside her head. The alpha righted herself, both hands returning to the omega’s hips, and began to shallowly thrust as much as their tie would allow. The Vi’s apparent pain took the steam out of her own developing orgasm, but even after a few thrusts, the Caitlyn felt herself on edge. Gritting her teeth again, the blue-haired alpha swore between breaths.
“Going to – “ a harsh growl began to rumble from the alpha’s chest “ – fill you up!”
Vi’s eyes went wide with alarm, bracing on her forearms with her fingers grasping the comforter below, as she felt the alpha’s girth begin to twitch inside of her. She couldn’t speak, only whine and gasp as the bulbous head of Caitlyn’s cock nudged the entrance to her womb.
With a roar she couldn’t fight, Caitlyn slammed her hips tightly against the omega’s ass, her hands now gripping hips tightly enough to deeply bruise the flesh. A searing heat erupted along her length as she felt herself explode. Her balls heaved and her length spasmed as she unloaded spray after spray into Vi’s depths. So many colors danced behind her eyes as they closed, her whole world consumed by the rhythmic jerks of her cock inside the omega. Driven by instincts she cannot control, Vi came at the sensation, her head bowing between her shoulders as her cervix pulsed open around the tip of the alpha’s cock. Now emptying directly into the omega’s womb, Caitlyn’s nails dug into the skin of the omega’s hips.
“That’s it. Take my pups.” After a dozen or so jets of hot cum found their way home, the alpha let out a low, continuous growl – almost a purr. Her length and her seed still tightly sealed into the omega by her knot.
Vi, fighting pleasure and tears, felt her instincts take over as she braced her weight on her forearms and pushed her hips back into the alpha. “More.” The word uttered from her own mouth surprised her and she flushed red. Stupid fucking instincts. Fucking omega bullshit.
A rumbling chuckle came from Caitlyn as she only started to recover. Still rock hard inside the omega’s tight cunt, she gently rocked forward into the pliant hips and ass pinned by the wedge. The alpha’s hands moved to caress the top of Vi’s buttocks, grasping and jiggling the cheek of her ass. The movement caused a pleasurable sensation as the vibrations went through their tie. Despite their tie, the blue-haired alpha felt their combined pleasure slip around her cock, staining her balls. Balls that still felt swollen with her rut. “Don’t worry.” The alpha hissed in a pleasured breath, relishing in the sensations surrounding her length for a moment, “I’m not done yet.”
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Caitlyn began gentle rocking within their tie, the swollen flesh of her knot still limiting their movement. An idea came to mind. “Touch yourself, Omega.”, she ordered with an edge.
Vi, still stubborn to a fault, grew angry at the order. “You’re the one breed- “a particularly hard thrust made her gasp, “You’re breeding me. Why should I do anything?” Despite her irritation, the omega moaned softly as the shallow, rhythmic ruts into her continued.
“If you want the next few –“ Caitlyn took a deep breath to calm down, “If you want the next few loads to feel good, I – “ a grunt left the alpha as her pupils dilated at the thought and her length eagerly twitched inside the omega, “I need both hands to steady you.”
“Virile fuck, aren’t – “ Vi gasped, “-aren’t you?”
Caitlyn’s thrusting stopped completely and the alpha let out a rumbling growl. “As much as I enjoy your spirit in this moment, my ruts can last up to a week and I’d rather not spend the rest of that time hurting you.”
A stab of fear ripped through Vi. She tried to turn her head, finally, to see the alpha behind her, the beast that had the gall to twitch inside of her. Unfortunately, the angle of the wedge meant that her peripheral vision could only see a glimpse of blue-black hair. With a frustrated sigh, the omega turned her head forward and braced on her left forearm. Any retort she had died on her lips as she reached back with her right hand. Although awkward because of the wedge, the pillow also provided support for her fingers to land on her own clit.
“Good girl.” The alpha’s purr compliment offended her, but this time she could not ignore the blush that sparkled over her cheeks at the praise. The churning of Caitlyn’s hips forced a gasp out of Vi at the force of the movement and she began circling her clit.
“There we go.” Circling her hips with increasing speed, the blue-haired alpha began panting in pleasure. With each movement in Vi’s tight warm cunt, she felt her peak building again.“Fuck, you’re so tight.” A frantic moan escaped the omega at the words, the movement of her fingers against her clit, speeding up.Caitlyn felt her knot firm up, swell tightly again, the flesh fully expanded with blood and the pliant cunt around her gave a wet squelch again. Her balls tightened at the sound and the wet slaps of their flesh sped up with her rutting.
“Gonna –“ the alpha growled, an iron grip on bruising hips tightened, “-fill you up.”
Vi whimpered, feeling the hot length inside her begin throbbing again. “D-do it!” she moaned, burying her flushed, sweaty face into the bedding as she braced. Responding to the omega’s goading, the alpha groaned as each jet of cum ejected from her tip – filling the brawler’s womb again. Caitlyn’s swollen balls twitched against her the tips of her fingers on her clit as the alpha emptied inside of her. Like her omega nature mocked her, Vi felt herself cum. As her orgasm took hold, she felt the same blinding sensation again – of the entrance of her womb almost painfully opening for the head of her alpha’s cock. Once again, like a reaction, the alpha’s cock began twitching violently again – a second orgasm now emptying even more jets over her seed into her omega’s womb.
A rumbling growl started again behind Vi, the alpha lost to their bliss and panting between words, “Make you – heavy – with – my pups.” Her sore hips twinged and she gasped in surprise as she felt the alpha cock begin twitching inside her again.
Amidst moans and pants, the omega exasperatedly gasped, “Holy – fuck – again?!”
Trapped in her rut-addled mind, the alpha seemed to not hear Vi’s words, still churning her hips in their tie, growling now constant. The swollen knot at her entrance trapped all of the alpha’s cum inside of her and as the beast behind her and inside her began pawing mindlessly and mewling, Vi withdrew her hand from her clit and braced on both of her forearms. Caitlyn seemed to just be in a different world, her hips rolling slowly, but thankfully, not cumming anymore. As the omega settled her hips, waiting for the alpha to come back, the omega suddenly understood the concave divot of the wedge under her hips. The alpha – Caitlyn – had cum so much, filled her so deeply, that her distended belly was now cradled by the pillow.A shame-filled blush broke out on her freckled face as she considered this knowledge. At least, at this rate, she was guaranteed a pregnancy – if not already. Letting her head fall between her bowed shoulders, the omega whimpered to herself, “She said her rut could last up to a week.”
----- CHAPTER BREAK -----
The alpha was utterly and absolutely lost to the sensations of breeding.
The smell of a fertile omega’s slick arousal.The saltiness of the omega’s sweat on her tongue.The rhythmic clenching of hot, warm cunt around her length.The steady pressure of the omega’s cervix, split open around the tip of her cock.
Caitlyn fought hard. Scrambled against the dark and against the overwhelming sensations. I lost myself, she angrily thought. I let the animal take over. As if at a distance, she heard the sounds of sniffles. Of tears. Fear struck Caitlyn’s heart. Oh no, why is she crying? Did I hurt her? The blue-haired woman fought a war against her instincts in the dark, grabbing the formless shape of her alpha and wrested control from it. She pushed herself towards the light she saw creeping behind her closed eyelids and backhanded the beast into the dark. Seizing control of her body again, fully, Caitlyn’s eyes shot open with a stuttering gasp. Looking down, she takes in the sight before her.
Her sizeable girth is still splitting Vi open, the throbbing, red tissue of her knot just peeking from inside the omega’s battered cunt. Her grasping fingers were denting bruises into the pink-haired woman’s buttocks. She felt the pleased rumble of her alpha behind her eyes and groaned with the strength it took to keep control.
A sniffled, indignant huff hit her ears, “I was worried you were about to cum again.”
In horror at herself and the power of her rut, Caitlyn felt her length soften minutely – her knot still firm.
“H-how –“ the alpha cleared her throat “How long was I gone?”
Vi scoffed, her head tilted towards the blue-haired woman to speak, but the omega still could not see the alpha’s face. “How the hell am I supposed to know? There’s no clock in here.” The pink-haired woman turned to face forward, her head hanging down slightly. “I just figured my whole point was to wait for you to blow yet another load into me.”
Caitlyn couldn’t help herself. Those last words forcing all of the life back into her cock, fully hardening her again. Both the alpha and omega grunted at the feeling.
Mentally forcing herself away from the distracting feeling, the blue-haired alpha took in a centering breath and sighed. “I’m sorry.”
The shoulders of the omega beneath her tensed at the apology. “Why are you sorry?”
Another sigh left Caitlyn while she found the words to say. Silence lingered between them for only a moment, before the alpha spoke, “I lost control of myself and that wasn’t fair to you. I could’ve hurt you.”
Vi’s brows, unseen to the alpha, contorted with confusion. Confusion soon bled away to indignance and rage – a feeling built up over a lifetime.
“Hah!” the omega scoffed, “That’s rich. Your kind always take. Always force. What else is new?!” Pinned thusly, the pink-haired woman could not contort, could not turn to slap or punch the alpha inside of her, and it was infuriating. New, hot tears sprung to life in her eyes at the realization.
“My kind?” Caitlyn sounded confused, irritated, by whatever insinuation was made by the omega.
“You Piltover alphas…All you ever do is see a Zaunite – an omega, at that – and see yet another resource you can exploit.”
“You agreed to be bred, Vi. I watched as you fought and lost the war of words with the Council.”
“You were there?!” the omega angrily huffed, this information a surprise.
“Yes, and I watched you stay strong – fighting hard in spite of everything.” Caitlyn’s eyes softened as she took in the broad, tense, tattooed shoulders below her, “I stepped up after, if only to meet such a fierce omega.” There was another brief pause then the blue-haired woman exhaled her truth, “A misfit…like me.”
With a curse under her breath, Vi wished this conversation could’ve taken place anywhere else, at any other time. Pinned by the wedge, locked by alpha’s solid knot, and filled with cum, she cannot turn to consider Caitlyn’s face – to look her in the eyes as she spoke those seemingly sincere words.
“You sure it had nothing to do with satisfying your rut?” the omega scoffed.
“I-” a hesitant and frustrated whisper began, “I usually have much more control than this. I am not some beast that is subject to their instincts and urges.” A shuddering breath left the alpha “Something about you, it ruined my control.” Attempting to reach something ancient in both their minds, Caitlyn began to release her feelings into a bond between them that might not even exist – especially without a mating bite. Gods, she hoped Vi could feel this.
As if a cold breeze passed over the omega beneath her, Vi shuddered – the movement triggering a moan for the both of them as it stirred their tie. All at once, the pink-haired omega somehow felt the sincerity of Caitlyn’s words, felt her loss of control and her iron-gripped control over the alpha within her. With silent surprise, Vi turned over those feelings presented to her – though she was unsure where they were coming from – not unlike flipping over pages in a notebook and skimming its contents. A gasp at a realization: “You volunteered yourself. You told them you’d take me as a mate.”
As the omega processed these shared impressions, these feelings, the alpha felt her length soften despite her rut. Bloodflow receding as emotions built. As Vi said the word mate, Caitlyn’s softening knot slipped free from their tie and the omega gasped – grasping the pillow beneath her tightly. All of the emotions and realizations swirling in the omega’s mind were drowned out by the sudden emptiness of her cunt. The pink-haired woman shivered at the unfamiliar feeling of their combined releases falling out of her. Despite the wedge, there was still so much.
“I’m sorry, Little One.” The alpha purred, cupping the Vi’s weeping cunt. “I should’ve warned you.”
A shame-filled blush once again covered the brawler’s face as she felt the palm cupping her, tightening her grip on the wedge. “You should get a towel, Alpha. We have to talk and we’re not doing it like this.”
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Vi growled, gnashing her teeth against the burlap sack over her face. Her wrists clasped together at her front by handcuffs. She could tell that it was still daylight outside through the broad weave and weft in front of her face. Gloved hands – those of Enforcers – were clamped to each of her elbows as they hauled her forward.“I just got out! Where the fuck are you taking me?” As she felt them lift her bodily, she realized the sensation below her feet was stairs. Using this to her advantage, the pink-haired omega threw her weight into the Enforcer to her right, shouldering him with surprising force. He grunted out an accented “Hey!” as he seemed to slip down a step or two. Unfortunately for her efforts to escape, a rifle butt landed solidly on the back of her right thigh, forcing her down onto the nearest stair with a yelp, and halting her movement.
Wincing at the bruise she could feel forming just behind her knee, the omega felt herself bodily hoisted by two Enforcers again, getting dragged up a set of stairs.
The gleaming light of the Sun gave way to repeated glimpses of low, amber light. Vi realized she was being dragged down a hallway. Wiggling her solid frame against being pulled along, the pink-haired omega heard a voice she knew very well. “You are being presented to the Council for your sister’s crimes.” Sheriff Marcus. That rotten, corrupt bastard. Letting out another bellow of rage, Vi went taught against the arms of her captors, nearly wrenching her arms out of their grasp to get at the voice marching beside them.
“You covering up more of your own mistakes, huh, Shitstain?! Going to use me again as a pawn so you look good?” Her ominous growl fell on deaf ears and Marcus let out an obvious scoff. Clearly, a gesture or order halted the Enforcers holding her. She futilely attempted to thrash against their hold as Marcus’ voice landed beside her right ear. With a slight snarl, the beta rasped a whisper in her ear, “You are still the piece of Zaunite filth I locked away years ago. I don’t know how you got out, but you need to stay gone. Hopefully, the Council orders your immediate execution.”
Letting out another yell, Vi felt herself get pulled through what sounded like two massive double-doors. Unbeknownst to the struggling omega, a lithe figure had watched the entire exchange from afar. Growling under her breath, Caitlyn calmed herself and slid through the closing doors as the captive woman was brought forward. She knew something was afoot with Marcus and whatever she must know whatever he said to the infuriated omega.-The searing natural light in the room nearly blinded Vi, even through the burlap, as she was stood in what might’ve been the center of the room. All at once, everything went dark with clattering booms, the only light left in a narrow column around her and the Enforcers gripping her arms. The burlap sack was whipped violently from her head and the omega winced into the light.
A mechanical voice tore through the echoing silence of the chamber: “Violet, adopted daughter of Vander, the Hound of the Underground. Your sister, Powder – also known as Jinx, stands accused of the crimes of terrorism and murder.”
Horror, regret, sadness, rage…a slew of feelings twined around the omega’s heart, almost overwhelming her. I should never have called her that. She fought against the tears that wanted to form in her eyes.
A older woman’s smooth voice came next from the dark, her accented voice was carefully measured as she spoke – care in each word she chose. “My family’s archives, an asset to the Council at large, show massive gaps in your life. An incident at the docks seven years ago, your adoptive father’s passing, and then nothing on you and your sister. Until yesterday, when she detonated bombs on the Piltover bridge." There was an unspoken question that Vi had to consider amidst the swirl of mourning brought up by Vander’s name.
Deciding to lean on her truth, Vi spoke, “I was arrested. Thrown into Stillwater when Vander died.”
“We have no records of your arrest or imprisonment.”
All of the sudden, the omega desperately regrets immediately stealing clothes off some random beta in an alley yesterday morning. Her distinctive uniform bearing ‘516’ now lives in a dumpster near Babette’s. Good luck convincing these fucks to find it now. These blue bloods won’t fucking care. Scoffing to herself, Vi lifts her head to glance at the hidden figures in the dark. This stupid, fucking, elite Council. “Ask your Sheriff. Marcus knows what records he didn’t make so he could hide me."
Rather than Marcus speaking up, like she expected, an indignant voice spoke up from another Council seat. “You dare accuse the Sheriff of lying?! How in Runeterra did you think that ruse would work?!” Something cuts off the man’s rage and the voice of a young woman speaks up. Clearly frustrated at the outburst, but with a honed ability to soothe conflict.
“Regardless of the details surrounding your supposed imprisonment, we seek your sister. She must be brought before the Council and punished for her crimes.”
All at once, Vi flashes back to that blood- and rain-soaked night. Her sister’s tears and hurt. “She-“ the omega clears her throat, “At her core, she is a good person. Just afraid. Just hurt.”
“That hurt does not excuse her violence!” the pink-haired woman winces at the anger in that unknown voice.
“I was the one that hurt her. I drove her to this. Please don’t punish her for my mistakes.”
The Councilor that mentioned her archives spoke up once again, “How are her actions, her choices, your fault?”
There was a long pause in the echoing chamber while Vi considered this question, but her shoulders could only slump forward without an answer. In dark, a small silhouette spoke up. His voice could be cheery, almost whimsical under any other context, but right now it was solemn. Dread filled the brawler as he spoke.
“There are older laws – ones more ancient than Piltover’s founding – that made their way onto our books. A life for a life.” He clearly took a deep breath before continuing, “In order to avoid any more blood loss or fighting, I say we invoke these laws. You are an omega, are you not, Violet?”
A cold chill gripped Vi’s heart, a sweat breaking out under her clothes and spreading across her shoulders. These fucking Piltover bastards. “Y-yes, Councilor. I- I am.” A murmur broke out in the audience she hadn’t realized was in the massive, darkened chamber around her. Her fists clenched with rage.
“If you replace the lives lost, we will not pursue your sister.”
As if the air was knocked from her chest, Vi gasped despite herself. Her eyes watered.
Taking a moment to steel herself, she squared her shoulders and found her power, “I agree.”
That irritatingly solemn voice spoke up again, “All those in favor of Violet, adoptive daughter of Vander, replacing those lost – in lieu of more bloodshed and death?”
One by one, Vi was blinded as hands raised and the Council Chamber filled with light. The vote was unanimous.
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Vi scoffed as she lifted herself off the wedge, resting her forearms on the cum-stained edge of the pillow as their combined release kept trailing out of her. The alpha had skipped off to the apparent ensuite for the bedroom and the pink-haired girl noted that she heard water running in the sink. It took only a second for Caitlyn to return and a soft towel was placed under the omega’s spread legs.
“Here, it should be warm enough.” The alpha passed a damp washcloth to Vi and it was blissfully warm. Bringing the cloth between her legs, the omega sighed in relief as she began to wipe herself – mostly – clean. Perched nearby on the bed, Caitlyn felt her length twitch at the sight of their releases being cleansed away. The alpha inside her snorted in frustration – angrily mocking her control. She should be pinned and full of us. The blue-haired woman looked away from the act, shuffling to the nearby nightstand and opening its drawer. Silently thanking the household staff in her head for the glass of water on the nightstand, the alpha took a single pill she took from the drawer, downed it, and chased the bitter taste with water. That should take the edge off, at least, she thought to herself. A rumbling in the back of her mind signaled her alpha’s rage at the act, the suppressors only delay the inevitable, after all. She felt the beast begin to settle in her mind, her headache receding.
Vi, having been focused on only herself, finished cleansing herself and glanced up at the tall form of the alpha beside the head of the bed. A gasp almost left her. This was the first chance she’s had to really look at the alpha – at Caitlyn. She was stunning. All she could do was blush as the blue-haired woman turned to her, offering the mostly full glass of water. Vi sat back on the edge of the foot of the bed, downing the contents of the glass in four large gulps.
Only slightly embarrassed by her thirst, the pink-haired woman returned the glass to the alpha’s hand. “Um, thank you.” Caitlyn silently returned the glass to the nightstand, settling down beside Vi, but with enough space so she wouldn’t be crowding the striking omega.
“So.” The brawler sighed, drawing her shoulders up with a breath, “How did – “ a false start. “Why did –“. The alpha waited patiently – out of the two of them, one’s situation was more dire, more pressing, than the other. She owed it to the omega to listen. Vi seemed to note this gracious silence in the back of her mind and finally found her words.
“Why did you agree to take me as a mate? All you had to do was breed me.”
The breath was knocked out of Caitlyn’s chest at the question, her eyes going soft as she considered the omega near her. It seemed like there were at least a few thoughts that passed behind her intelligent eyes before an unseen weight settled on the alpha’s shoulders.
“It was my mother’s…addendum to your agreement. You fascinated me the moment I saw you fighting back and – “, the alpha’s voice turned almost mocking, “ – mating with her means that the Kirammans can ensure that they are the sole controllers of the agreement.”
Vi barely restrained her rage, yet again, a rattling breath exiting between her clenched teeth.
“So I’m still being exploited then.”
Caitlyn started to speak, a look of hurt twisting her brow, but she schooled herself. “We’re both being exploited, really.”
The pink-haired woman scoffed loudly, “Uh huh, sure, Princess. How in the fuck are you the one being exploited in this scenario? It’s not you being -” there was a sad, angry sigh, “ – being bred.”
The alpha was quiet for a moment and the sounds of light rain began pelting the large glass windows of the bedroom. It was approaching dusk now, the rainbow of hues broken up by dark clouds. “I’m the only alpha that the Kiramman family has had in three generations.”
Vi’s eyes widened at that knowledge, her brow twisting with disbelief. “Bullshit. You’re one of the most elite families in the region. I bet your family tree is filled with pristine alphas.”
“No, it’s not. I’m the only one in the past hundred years. We’ve been holding onto our legacy by virtue of name and - ” Caitlyn’s lip lifted in a snarl “ – cunning. Kirammans use people and that apparently includes their own children to stay in control.” There was a whine of hurt as the alpha acknowledge this tactic of her mother.
The pink-haired omega ran a hand across the shorn part of her head, deep in thought. Going back to the complex wave of feelings she encountered earlier – seemingly thrust upon her by the alpha at her side – she found an anomaly.
“That wasn’t the only reason you agreed.”
Caitlyn stood with a sigh, crossing her arms as she paced across the room to a desk. A desk that was apparently hers. “I need you to trust me, Vi.” Holding back a smart remark, the omega watched as the alpha paused briefly. Their eyes met, grey and blue, and the blue-haired woman reached towards the desk.
Caitlyn’s slim fingers gently pressed a small panel on front of the desk, a mechanical thunk sounding in the quiet of the room as a compartment on the side of the desk opened. “Marcus has been lying and I need your help to figure out how deep his lies go.” The alpha reached into the compartment and pulled out a worn folder. Bringing the folder with her, Caitlyn approached Vi carefully, handing over the documents emblazoned with the stamps of both Stillwater prison and Piltover’s Council. Despite her nakedness and the oddity of the situation, the omega flipped the cover of the folder open. Notes were scribbled everywhere – evidence photos, prison records, transaction ledgers filled the folder to the brim.
Vi looked up at Caitlyn, considering her skeptically, “But you’re an Enforcer, just like he is, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but I fear – “ the alpha glanced out the window at the darkening sky, “I fear him and others are doing everything I believe to be against what Piltover and the Enforcers stand for.”
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Vi’s hearing could just make out the distant clangs of a clock tower in the surrounding city, through the relative quiet of the room. She had been absorbing the alpha’s revealed secrets and painful truths without needing to look at the worn folder anymore. The skies were now dark, but the rain softly pelted the glass of the bedroom’s windows.
Letting out a breath she didn’t know she held, Vi spoke, “How do we nail these fucks?”
A brief smile lifted Caitlyn’s lips, “We?”
“Yes, we.” A mischievous confidence found its way back into Vi’s grey eyes.Although she smiled for a moment with the omega, the cold grasp of dread – of concern – recaptured her thoughts. We can’t let others onto the fact that I revealed all of this to Vi. We have to act like nothing has happened. I have to get through this rut and the agreement has to appear to be fulfilled. Oh gods, how can I do this to her?
The folder was tossed to the ground beside the bed as Vi rose, seemingly sensing the alpha’s distress – although Caitlyn refused to admit that it was probably written all over her face. Calloused palms grasped her elbows as the alpha’s breaths sped up in her panic.
“Caitlyn. Cait – “ the omega’s voice cut through her spiral, “Cait, what is it?”
Shame-filled, watery blue eyes took in the concerned greys in front of her. “We still have to act like nothing has changed. At-“ a shuddering breath, “At least for now.”
Vi winced, backing up as if she was struck, “Oh.” The weight of her agreement and the Council’s vote settled back onto her shoulders. Trying to avoid the growing disappointment the alpha sees on the omega’s face, Caitlyn steps forward. “Wait, Vi. Let’s start again.”
“Start again?!” Rage sloped the pink-haired omega’s shoulders, her fists clenching.
“N-no – that’s not what I – “ the alpha scoffed at herself, but tried to move quickly to avoid any further incident, “Let’s start over. You’re not to simply be bred like some prize - to be tossed aside afterward. I want you as my mate, my – my partner.” Pushing even more, despite the twitching muscles of Vi’s clenched jaw, “Be my equal?”
Despite her rage, the last words managed to get through to the omega. “Y-your equal?” The hesitancy in her question caused the alpha’s heart to clench with affection. Approaching cautiously, Caitlyn gingerly cupped Vi’s cheek, brushing her cheek with her thumb. All of the anger drained out of the omega’s frame at the soft touch. The pink-haired woman would almost be pissed about not being pissed if it wasn’t for the beautiful blue eyes she was looking into.
“Yes. If you are my mate, you are a member of House Kiramman. As the only alpha in generations, I refuse to let my mate be seen as lesser - even to me. Your very nature means you are precious and I refuse to think or feel otherwise."
The omega’s eyes began to water as she saw and felt the sincerity of those words from the woman before her. Without realizing it, her calloused palms reached out, gently settling on the alpha’s shapely hips.
“Kiss me, Cait.”
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“Kiss me, Cait.”
The alpha felt the atmosphere change around them, the very air almost charged, her blue eyes tracking back and forth between Vi’s – ensuring what she heard and felt was correct. Leaving her hand caressing the omega’s cheek, her left hand gently wove around the omega’s muscled side. Feeling the warm breaths across her lips, she took one last glance into the grey eyes before her and captured Vi’s lips in a desperate kiss.
Completely unlike the sensations of earlier in the evening, the omega’s arms swept up behind the alpha’s back, grasping firm shoulders as their kiss deepened. This wasn’t her first kiss, but the hunger and warmth of it was staggering. It caused her knees to shudder with its intensity. Vi’s heart thundered in her chest with feelings she wasn’t ready to fall into just yet. Caitlyn’s tongue drew a line across Vi’s lips and the omega immediately allowed entry, gasping as she felt the tip of the alpha’s tongue glance across her own tongue.
Given her chance to choose, to finally act on something in her life and make it happen on her terms, Vi smirked, bringing her hands to the alpha’s hips. Instinct drove them as she continued kissing Caitlyn, pushing the blue-haired woman back towards the bed with her hands. Feeling her calves hit the side of the mattress, the alpha sat down to avoid tipping back onto the bed. A gasp whooshed out of her chest as Vi straddled her lap. Pulling back from the lips that captured hers, “A-are you sure?”
Vi sat back on the alpha’s lithe thighs, brushing her fingers through dark blue locks as their eyes met. The omega then cast her eyes over the alpha’s shoulder to the middle of the bed behind them.
“Yes, but if you plan on staying alive to see the pups you have with me, you will burn that wedge while I watch.”
Caitlyn’s eyes darkened at the sincerity of the statement and reaching behind her, the alpha attempted to grasp for the edge of the unique pillow. Testing her first boundary in their encounter, she spoke “Are you sure I can’t convince you to keep it?” Testing yet another boundary, she gently rolled her hips – her hardening length apparent against Vi’s inner thigh.
Vi’s muscled form shuddered, her omega nature apparently seeing the merit of such an object. Clenching her jaw against her instincts and the slick that she felt working its way from her, the pink-haired woman scoffed. She came up with a plan on the spot, her own way to push boundaries. “You can keep it if I get to bite you, too.”
Caitlyn’s pupils blew open as she gasped. An omega marking an alpha was…unheard of. Feeling the power, the significance, of granting that request – and listening to her inner alpha rumbling in the back of her mind – she nodded.
“You will mark me first, Vi.” A dark smirk pulled on Caitlyn’s lips, “and we keep the wedge.”
“Deal.”
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“Deal.”
The finality of the words was met with Vi’s hand reaching between them to grasp Caitlyn’s throbbing cock. Though not still fully hard, the size was still shocking to see up close and in the light of the bedside lamp. Groaning hard, the alpha felt the calloused palm pump up and down her cock between them. Caitlyn’s eyes firmly closed, her breath puffing from between clenched teeth, as she felt those wonderful fingers grip her length.
“It’s taking longer to get you hard, this time.” Vi noted with amusement but not at all upset.
Slowly losing control over the encounter, like she had any, the alpha found herself thrusting up into the cage formed by the curled fingers of the omega’s hands in her lap.
“The – “ she swallowed a gasp, “The suppressor I took before we spoke.”
Vi nodded in understanding as the alpha rutted into her hands. Grimacing in empathy, she gathered saliva in her mouth and spat onto Caitlyn’s length, using the spit as lubricant as she began stroking the alpha in earnest. All of the sudden, the alpha felt the blissful sensation stop, the omega’s warm hands no longer bringing her pleasure.
A whine left the blue-haired woman as she opened her eyes to a smirking Vi. “If we’re going to do this the right way, you have to get me ready for you, Stud.”
Caitlyn groaned, her eyes rolling back as her length twitched between them. Scrambling to regain control of herself, she blurted “Sit on my face, Vi.”
-“Sit on my face, Vi.”
The pink-haired brawler will deny till the end of her days that she blushed again, but without a moment to let herself think too much, she shoved Caitlyn back onto the bed by her shoulders. Unfortunately, the alpha’s head landed on the lower end of the wedge. Rather than be distracted by the ominous symbol, the omega slapped the object from the bed, carefully placing her thighs on either side of Caitlyn’s head.
“Ah, there you are, Beautiful Girl.” A shiver ripped through Vi as the alpha’s hands wrapped around her thighs and a strong tongue plunged into her cunt.
“O-oh fuck! Cait!” Falling forward onto her hands, the omega could not stay upright as the alpha worked in earnest with her mouth between her legs. Panting in pleasure, Vi could only shudder as Caitlyn’s powerful tongue moved from her depths to her clit. Her peak building quickly, the omega nearly shouted as she felt a shift beneath her, and suddenly three fingers were forcing themselves into her cunt.
Whimpering while taking her pleasure, the Vi could only grasp the sheets tight enough to whiten her knuckles as she came in her alpha’s mouth. “Holy fuck! Cait!” There was no break as the alpha’s fingers kept spreading inside her, the wonderful mouth sucking hard on her clit.
“Ohhhhh f-fuck.” In the back of her mind, another instinct clammered to the front, “S-such a g-good alpha.” A growl vibrated through her cunt as she came so hard her vision swam.
The next thing Vi became aware of was the bed under her and the gentle grazing of a tongue across her abs. It was clear her alpha waited for her to come back before going further. Moaning at the nearly ticklish touch, she felt a broad lick across the muscles of her stomach. The omega couldn’t help the soft chuckle that left her, “You really seem to enjoy licking me.”
A non-answer of a grunt came from the alpha at her belly and Vi felt herself clench at the depth of the sound.
“Okay, Stud. Come here.”
A rumbling growl answered Vi, instead of a chuckle or a smirk. Freezing for a moment, the omega put her hand to the chest of the alpha as she rose on all fours above her. “Nope. Cait, come back. It’s you only that I want.” Astonishingly, the alpha’s form froze and a shudder went through the lithely muscled form. The alpha’s blue eyes met Vi’s grey. “There you are.” The omega sighed in relief and happiness as she stroked her fingertips across Caitlyn’s shoulders and collarbones.
“Thank you, Vi.” the alpha’s blue eyes held her own for a moment, watering with emotion, almost getting lost in deep thoughts. Whatever internal strength – the strong will of her omega – made the baser sides of Caitlyn easier to keep at bay. The blue-haired alpha was beyond grateful, despite the heavy circumstances that led them to this moment. Trying to keep the motion lighthearted, the omega shifted on the bed to pull back the covers, slipping under them as she laid her head down on the pillows. Vi lifted the covers for her alpha, smiling softly, “Come on.”
Settling under the covers and between her spread legs, the alpha braced on her forearms beside her omega’s head, tipping her head so that – for a moment – their foreheads rested together. Taking a deep breath, Caitlyn felt her length twitch again.
“May I, Violet?”
A soft smirk met her as the omega further spread her legs and shifted her hips beneath her, “You better.”
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“You better.”
Allowing a low, bass-filled growl to rumble through her chest, Caitlyn took her length in her hand and pumped it gently – leading it to her omega’s entrance. This position, with Vi on her back to take her, will be very different for them both. A detail they were very aware of. Settling both of her forearms around the omega’s shoulders, the alpha slowly thrust her hips forward. As her blunt head began entering the pliant cunt beneath her, Vi couldn’t help her wince. “F-fuck.”
In an effort to help them both, the omega wrapped her legs around the alpha’s hips, tilting her pelvis slightly. The change allowed Vi to open up more, a few more inches of Caitlyn’s girth sliding into her. Sensing her discomfort at the stretch and empathizing, the blue-haired woman gently cupped her omega’s cheek with her right hand, bringing their lips together softly for a few passing moments. Whether from the affection their shared or the distraction of sweet kisses, it wasn’t until Caitlyn’s pelvis tapped Vi’s that they realized they had deepened their physical connection.
Vi wrapped her arms around her alpha’s neck, kissing the alpha hungrily, as she rolled her hips first. “Take me, Stud.”
A deep rumbling breath left Caitlyn’s ribs as she carefully tilted her hips back, withdrawing her length, before pressing forward – back into Vi’s hot, tight cunt. Obvious slick from her omega guided the passage of their flesh. It felt heavenly as she sank back into that warm, grasping channel. Leaning her forehead against Vi’s, depositing a sweet kiss, the alpha took her time with long, drawn out withdrawals and thrusts. Each slow pass was intended to open the pliant woman below her, to allow them both to feel this connection together.
It didn’t take long – neither of them took care to consider time – before the alpha was pistoning hard and deep into the omega beneath her. Loud, breathy whines and whimpers – of pleasure only – settled into her ears. In another moment, plunging into the hot cunt beneath her, Caitlyn felt the change.
“M-my knot.” She growled into Vi’s ear. The alpha felt more than saw the smirk coming from her omega, “I bite first.”
Nodding against Vi’s cheek, the alpha clenched her teeth and shifted her hips, now insistently pressing the swollen base of her dick into the omega. Caitlyn’s hands dropped to grasp Vi’s ass, holding the pink-haired woman’s hips in place as hot flesh pressed into her cunt. A reminiscent wet squelch answered them both as the omega tightly gripped her alpha’s shoulders.
“It – it won’t – t-take long.” The alpha huffed between panting rolls of her hips.
“Good.” The omega moaned as she stroked through Caitlyn’s hair, grasping some of the length of it into her palm. “I’ve – “ a gasp “ – got you.”
Just five more rolling thrusts within their tie and Vi felt the solid length begin to twitch inside her. As Caitlyn roared and began dumping her loads into the omega’s tight channel, the pink-haired girl yanked her alpha’s head to the side and bit down on her neck with enough force to draw blood.
Moaning around the taste of iron flooding her mouth, Vi felt herself cum – her vision swimming as Caitlyn’s dick emptied into her womb. The deep pierce of her alpha’s canines at her own neck saw her coming again – the alpha growling into her flesh and filling her with even more jets of hot cum.
Even despite the sudden, apparent, slosh of her distended lower belly, the omega felt so content, so safe. Removing her teeth from the alpha’s scent gland, she felt herself purring. For the first time in her life, the warm rumble beneath her sternum roiled as she licked the bite she left on her alpha. “Mine.”
An exhausted, but pleased huff answered her as Caitlyn lifted her mouth from Vi’s neck and began licking at the wound. “Yours.”
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Vi scoffed to herself as she gently raked her blunted nails across the broad expanse of her alpha’s shoulders between her arms. Caitlyn’s light purr met the sensation and through their newly created bond, the omega felt her alpha’s confusion at her accepting touches.
“You’re still hard, Stud.”
Her hips hurt, the lingering bruises from earlier not helping, and her cunt was battered and sore. Despite these sensations, even a gentle clench of herself along the alpha’s length confirmed the truth for them both. Caitlyn arrogantly smirked into Vi’s neck at the confirmation rippling along her length. The blue-haired woman gently pressed the knuckle of her right pointer finger under Vi’s chin, tilting the omega’s chin until their eyes met.
“Again, my Little Omega, you assumed I was done with you.”
The possessive used in the affectionate pet name did not go unnoticed. Rather than fight or curse the instincts she had only hours before – more secure in their fledging bond - Vi leaned up and firmly kissed her alpha above her. Feeling the hot length throb inside of her again at their kiss, the omega whispered confidently against Caitlyn’s lips, “Take what you need, My Alpha.”
There was a moment of hesitation, of warmth and affection in Caitlyn’s blue eyes as she pressed herself up onto her forearms again – caging in the woman beneath her. Fighting a wince as their flesh pulled where they were joined, Vi lifted her legs higher around the alpha’s hips. Taking a deep breath while Caitlyn took in all of the sensations surrounding her cock, the blue-haired alpha began rolling her hips again.
The omega let herself fall into the feelings of her alpha moving above her and inside her. A few hours earlier, she would’ve hated this plunge; resented the laden balls tapping her buttocks with each wet stroke. A satisfied moan left her as her pleasure and her brain settled around a new concept: My mate. My alpha. Only for a split-second, she felt alarm at her own possessiveness but chose to reach out into their bond – pressing gently.
Affection – although not quite love, not yet – met her insistent, unspoken query. Caitlyn tilted her head down and pressed her lips to Vi’s forehead in a tender caress. The two met eyes, considering one another in the dim light of the bedroom.
Panting breaths warmed one another’s skin in the depth of the moment. A devious smirk bloomed on the omega’s scarred lips as she felt a new sensation in the back of her mind – a sharp burn coming from her alpha’s subconscious. Testing if she was correct, the pink-haired woman clenched tightly on the solid girth inside of her.
The loud groan in her ear and the newest, hot expulsion inside her core made the omega smirk, even as she quaked in response.
“Little One…” The rasped warning held only passionate heat as the rolls of the alpha’s hips continued. The searing length battering Vi’s walls was still hard.
“H-how on Runeterra can you still – “ Vi gasped at the sensation of being filled so completely again, “-function with –“ another stuttered moan.
Caitlyn bowed her head down, taking her omega’s lips with a searing kiss. “It’s only been a few minutes, Love.”
The omega couldn’t help it. Preening with warmth at the affectionate name, she moaned and rolled her hips to match her alphas quickening movements. She could feel the stiff length press against her front wall, despite the volume of alpha’s hot cum filling her. In the back of her mind, Vi wasn’t sure of how much longer she could last in the face of Caitlyn’s apparent stamina. Whimpering in pleasure, she released a sigh – whatever her alpha needed, she would provide.
Although muted by the covers of their bedding, the wet joins of their mating – the alpha’s grunts and the omega’s whines - filled the otherwise quiet space.
Only a fleeting moment later, Vi felt their emotional bond shift again, as her alpha seemingly lost control again – spun up within her rut and their mating. “G-gonna –“ a growl, “Fill”, a nip at the omega’s throat, “You with –“ a whine broke out of Caitlyn’s throat as her length began to jerk within Vi’s depths, “with pups.” As her alpha’s length and balls spasmed inside and against her, the pink-haired woman stroked Caitlyn’s midnight blue locks.
Vi closed her eyes at the heat renewing inside her depths, her own reactionary orgasm causing her eyes to roll. Her fingers woven into the scalp of the woman powering into her. “M-my Alpha.” She purred, swept up in pleasure.
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Bright sunlight, red against her closed eyelids, greeted Vi as she woke. A warm pressure held her to the bed beneath her. Unfamiliar with the weight above her, the omega’s eyes shot open and she flinched – her fingers pulling at the blue-black hairs they were woven into.
A surprised wince from the alpha above her, jarred awake by the slight pain, brought Vi back to her current circumstances.
“S-sorry!” the omega apologized, gently stroking Caitlyn’s scalp to soothe. A rumbling burr hit the shell of her ear as the blue-haired alpha raised her head.
“It’s all right.” Gentle kisses were pressed to her ear, then to her temple, and finally, her forehead.
As Vi felt the soft warmth of each kiss, she became aware of her whole body. Of the pillowy cushion of Caitlyn’s breasts pressed against her own. Of the solid weight of the alpha’s pelvis between her spread legs. She grimaced
–
of the cold, damp feeling of their combined releases puddled underneath her buttocks and thighs.
Running a hand down her alpha’s back, she resumed waking and tried to calm her heartrate – stroking the warm expanse of soft skin and lithe muscle. The alpha continued her affectionate kisses, scattering them across freckles on the brawler’s cheeks, on a scarred lip, on the scar splitting Vi’s brow. The pink-haired omega released a shuddering breath as she took in the sensations.
I’m choosing this now. I made this choice – chose this alpha as my own. This sweet – her mind’s eye recalled the tall, lithe form in the warm beside lights from the previous night – gorgeous woman. The omega began stroking through the lengths of blue-black hair, some of which now tickled her collarbones and neck. Instinct and affection drove her mind to come to two conclusions: A great alpha and our pups will be cute. As the peppering of kisses became lingering, deep presses of Caitlyn’s lips, Vi sighed in a mixture of longing. Reaching out to their bond, she felt the sharp simmering in the woman on top of her. She’s still in her rut. A hot flush ran across her freckled cheeks at the thought – she felt renewing arousal warm her body, her depths becoming slick.
Sensing the change in her mate, Caitlyn propped herself up on her forearms beside the omega’s shoulders, dipping her head down to lightly nip the healing bite on the omega’s neck. The alpha felt her length begin to stir between them – blood moving to harden her flesh. Vi, knowing she had to act now if she wanted the next while to be comfortable, pressed the tips of her fingers to her alpha’s upper chest.
“You will not be fucking me into cold, wet sheets.”
A raspy chuckle answered her as the alpha’s warm weight left her form.
“You can scoot over or – “ a rumbling growl as her rut spoke up, “- or present.”
Grey eyes considered the crouched form of the alpha as Vi pushed herself upright. Although not fully hard yet, the sizeable length settled against Caitlyn’s thigh was already flushing with blood. Swallowing to steady herself, Vi considered what it would be like to turn over, to present again. The bruises at her hip, the joints sore from having her thighs spread apart as they slept. Despite how this agreement started and the swirl of feelings surrounding the object, the omega mentally ran through her options – decision made, she spoke.
“Get the wedge, Alpha.”
The aroused whine from the rutting alpha would have almost been cute if it wasn’t for the heat of the moment that passed between them.
Caitlyn pivoted over the side of the bed, her pupils narrowing to pinpricks, as she managed to hoist the wedge from the floor without leaving the bed. Her long limbs and tall frame serving her yet again. The navy wedge landed amidst the tussled sheets and Vi felt its ominous presence again. The omega’s deeply rooted instincts were thrilled at the prospect of being bred; of being pumped full of her alpha's pups. She felt her own warm slick arousal began to flow with increasing vigor. I need her inside me.
Some more conscious part of Vi still resented the wedge. The pillow, almost a pedestal, turned her sexuality, her body, into an object – an omega to mount. The practicality of it won out. Her hips were sore and bruised, her muscles strained with the exertion of the previous evening. She deserved enjoying the length that would be plunging inside of her. She deserved the pleasure she would soon surrender to. She shuddered – deserved relaxing into the flood that would fill her.
Vi took a deep breath, both to gather herself and to fuel her movement, as she moved to kneel over the tall side of the wedge again.
As the omega let her bodyweight carry her torso down, she relaxed onto the angled pillow beneath her. As she spread her thighs atop the wedge, allowing space for her alpha between her legs, Vi felt a small river of her own arousal fall out of her cunt as she moved. A pleased shiver took her body by surprise. Her body recalled the memory of the massive length splitting her only hours before. I think I'm ready.
Although Vi had lost sight of the alpha behind her, she heard the shuddering rumble that greeted her as she presented herself. The breeding wedge supporting her as she offered herself -her submission.
Amidst the hormones swirling in her brain, the nearly overwhelming need to breed the tattooed omega before her, Caitlyn felt a surge of gratitude. Despite everything – the agreement, her apparent soreness – Vi was still giving her this. Submitting to her. Shifting forward on her shins, the alpha settled between spread thighs and took her hardening cock into her hand. Skimming her palm across her tip and using the trickle of precum as lubricant, the blue-haired woman began stroking herself to full hardness.
Caitlyn leant over her omega and left a firm, warm kiss on the designs weaving across the small of Vi’s back.
“I see you.” Emotion weighed heavily, despite the pleasure of her grasp passing along her throbbing length.
Bracing on her forearms, Vi tilted her head to glance at the alpha in her periphery and gave a warm, watery-eyed smile. “We’ll get through this.”
Placing the palm of her other hand on the omega’s hip, Caitlyn gently squeezed – a gesture of reassurance. The pink-haired woman’s smile transitioned to a goading smirk.
“You going to take your omega or what?”
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All at once, the deep emotions bled away – rut and arousal surging into blinding heat. Using the hand stroking her length, Caitlyn lined the tip of her cock up with Vi’s entrance. Both hands moved to grasp her omega’s hips.
“Take a deep breath for me, Darling.”
Although braced on her forearms, Vi felt her face flush as she spread her fingers to grasp the sheets beneath her. The heat of the alpha’s blunt head against her entrance causing a shiver of anticipation to run through her. The omega swept in a deep lungful of air at her alpha’s instruction.
A subtle shift in weight and the curious direction suddenly made sense.
Oh gods – the broad head entered her slick, tight channel.It’s so – she felt the air getting forced from her lungs at the sensation.Huge – the hot, wide shaft followed.Fuck – the alpha was entering her in one, slow thrust.Cait – the omega felt her cunt give way, a searing pressure as the cock kept sinking into her.I can’t – all of the air left her lungs as she felt the broad, hot length prying her open.I’m not – a throbbing ridge, a vein, raked pleasurably along her front wall.-ready – the broad head of the alpha’s dick tapped her cervix as Vi felt the warm weight of Caitlyn’s balls press against her outer lips.
The pink-haired woman’s eyes watered as she looked down at the rumpled bedding beneath her, realizing that she’d grasped the sheets tightly enough that her knuckles were white. Panting breaths and whimpers shuddered her form as her alpha settled fully inside her and, blessedly, stilled. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to this.
“You took me so well, Omega.” The rumbling praise calmed her. Caitlyn leveraged their mate bond to push forward feelings of gratitude - appreciation. There was a tinge of surprise and respect. The alpha hadn’t expected the grasping depths to be able take her in one pass. The blue-haired woman’s right hand left Vi’s hip, sliding under, to touch the omega’s stomach.
A soft palm gently pressed for a moment over the womb inside Vi’s lower belly. The palm’s firm warmth a gesture of possession and affection, before the alpha passed her fingertips to the omega’s clit. A whimper of anticipation shot out from between the pink-haired woman’s clenched teeth, giving way to a whine of pleasure as Caitlyn began vigorously stroking.
“Such a good girl.” Her alpha purred “It feels so good inside you.”
Pleasure and color danced behind Vi’s eyelids as her eyes closed at the sensations on her clit. Her cunt clenched, the thick, hard cock inside her not giving way, and she moaned at the dominating intrusion. The warmth of the palm at her hip left, stroking across the tight muscles of her back in appreciation. The affection in the gentle passes of the hand across her tattooed skin soothed her heart, as more, hot arousal lubricated her cunt with each stroke of Caitlins fingers against her clit. Goosebumps broke out across her arms as a familiar warm pressure built up in her belly.
“Cum for me, my love.”
Burying her hot face into her arms, Vi let out a pleasure-filled moan as her orgasm built. Feeling the tension building in her depths – still forced open around her alpha’s throbbing length – the omega whined.
“S-so – “ she gasped again “-close!”
Caitlyn let out pleased sigh as the searing walls of the cunt around her began to flutter. I have to stay in control. Clenching her teeth against the rumbling beast inside her head, the alpha bargained: She will be full of our pups soon. A pause and then the looming, rut-driven madness receded a little.
“Oh gods – “ a high gasp met Caitlyn’s ears, “I’m – “
The tight channel around her dick fluttered and clamped down. A blinding pleasure lit along the alpha’s cock as she heard the omega below her release a scream as she peaked. A wet slosh came from the omega’s split-open cunt as a wave of hot, slick arousal flowed out around her wide girth. Caitlyn looked down at their connection, her hands surging to grasp her omega’s hips. So beautiful, wrapped around my cock.
The alpha brought her thumbs to the outer lips of Vi’s sex, applying pressure to spread open the petals of omega’s sex. Her eyes nearly rolled back as she took in the delicious sight. Perfect.
Fill her! Fighting with her rut for control, but agreeing with the sentiment, Caitlyn spoke.
“You’re mine, Omega.”
Returning to herself after nearly drowning in her pleasure, Vi couldn’t help the wince as she felt the thick length inside her withdraw and then press back into her. Unh! No matter how much slick arousal she produced to lubricate Caitlyn’s passage into her depths, the sheer girth of the hot cock was nearly punishing.
Her alpha began with slow, plunging thrusts – the rigid flesh withdrawing only a few inches, before forcing her open with each pass.
Resting her head on her forearms, the pink-haired omega tried to capture deep breaths between whimpering moans; tried to relax to ease the passage of the massive cock into her. Despite the alpha’s devastating size, it was a pleasure-filled stretch each time, pulsing veins grazing her ridged front wall with each push forward.
“You – “ distorted, rumbling words left Caitlyn’s lips, “ – so - ” whatever words the alpha tried to get out were left abandoned as she sped up her ruinous thrusts.
The distant chirping of birds and sounds of the waking city outside of the bedroom were drowned out by the wet slap of flesh with each collision of their hips. Vi’s whimpered as she was impaled with each full thrust, the alpha’s heavy balls battering her clit each time her cock bottomed out. Caitlyn released a rumbling growl – the sound of the alpha rapidly losing control again. In only a few short moments, the omega braced as her alpha danced along the edge of her rut’s powerful sway.
The thrusting stopped and Vi clenched the sheets beneath her, as her alpha pressed hard into her hips. Distantly, the omega thought about how the wedge held her perfectly in place for the act. An unavoidable gasp of pain was forced out of her as Caitlyn’s broad knot was ground into her. It hurt and a whimper left her at the overwhelming stretch. Only a short moment later, her slick warmth gave way. The alpha’s knot slotted into her cunt with a wet squelch.
“Fuck – “ the alpha grunted. Without the pauses of the past, the omega gasped as the hot jets of the alpha’s release pulsed into her, the knot sealing the cum into her depths. Lost to the overwhelming sensations of their mating, Vi felt the pressure low in her belly release yet again. Moaning into the pleasure of her orgasm, the now familiar entry of the head of Caitlyn’s cock into her inner depths caused her to whine. The virile alpha’s cum splashed directly into her womb as the omega felt warm balls pulse against her clit. The blue-haired woman, growling and rumbling in pleasure, kept up the rolling of her hips. The powerful need to empty herself into the hot depths surrounding her, taking over. Somewhere, deep in her subconscious and swept up in pleasure, the omega felt how pent up her alpha still was. The rigid cock was still flushed and throbbing as it shifted against the walls of her cunt.
Testing herself and her alpha, Vi clenched against the girth inside of her. A rumbling whine left the form behind her as yet another flood of hot cum filled her and the firm knot swelled even more, renewed. The pleasure brought by the stretch surprised her, forcing her to gasp as she saw the colors dance behind her eyelids.
“That’s it – “ the omega moaned, “ – breed – “ she gasped, amazed at herself, “ – me.”
Omega instincts thrummed within her, a spreading warm in her muscles as she felt herself relax her inner depths without orgasm. Pups. Need her pups. Although already sweating with the exertion of their mating, Vi felt a flush spread across her entire form, her cunt fluttering against her alpha’s length. Her whole universe became the jerking movements of the throbbing cock inside of her.
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A deep, arousing warmth surrounded her awareness as Vi took each roll of Caitlyn’s hips into her. A realization through the pleasure: My heat. The massive cock within her pulsed eagerly. She triggered my heat! A frenzied moan left the omega as she gripped the sheets again. A vibrant warmth took her mind as she compared it to her excruciatingly unsatisfied heats in the past:
The searing length filling her, instead of clenching around nothing.
The broad knot holding a flood inside of her, versus her cunt shuddering and empty.
So fucking good.
A pain-filled whine sounded above her as the alpha’s length throbbed, but did not expel again. Need to be - Vi felt a tingling sensation across her skin - full. A plaintive moan left her heat-swarmed mind. Need. Alpha. Her hormones pleaded with her. Drive your alpha. The omega opened her mouth to speak - hoping that the words would push them to completion. To ease their rut and heat – even if just for a moment.
“F-fill me –" The words worked - triggering a long, vicious growl, held back by clenched teeth. The brawler's plea for them both answered as Vi felt a jet of hot cum slam into her depths.
Encouraged, Vi gasped out again.
“M-make me – full – of –“ she continued as her alpha's dick pulsed, unloading into her again.
“- your pups –“. The pulsing length inside her kept giving.
The last bit of restraint snapped as the alpha’s growl gave way to a reverberating roar, the hands at her hips sinking into bruised flesh. The pink-haired omega winced with the force of the grip, but the white-hot pleasure of her own filling depths took over once more. Pinned by the wedge, impaled by her alpha’s massive cock, the omega shouted out through her orgasm as a final, massive stream of cum sloshed into her womb.
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Hot, panting breaths surged over Vi’s back as she felt Caitlyn’s hands shift to grasping her sides – freeing themselves from her bruised hips. Amidst the pants, an idle rumble - somewhere between a purr and a growl. Sweaty palms stroked muscled flesh as the joined pair came back to themselves - the alpha’s broad knot containing the flood inside her. The omega released a pleased whine as she felt the concave top of the breeding wedge soothingly cup her swollen lower belly, the plush cushion supporting her bruised hips. In the back of her mind, she felt her instincts speak: Pups.
She reached back with a shaking hand, taking her alpha’s sweaty hand in her own. She brought both their hands under her form, placing her alpha’s palm to her filled womb, and pressed her hand over top of Caitlyn’s – allowing the alpha to feel the fluidic give in the heated flesh.
Yours.
Her alpha let out a proud, rumbling burr at the sensation under her palm. The madness of her rut was nearly satisfied at the obviously distended womb under her hand – nearly.
Despite the volume of the alpha’s release sloshing in her depths, Vi let out a laugh, sliding into a moan, as she felt Caitlyn’s cock rhythmically jerk against her tight walls – a few more blasts of cum settling inside her with each twitch. Mine.
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Their cycles appeased for a short time; the mates caught their breaths – their sweat cooling on their skin. Vi crossed her forearms in front of her on the bed, laying her head on its side in the cradle it created. Releasing a contented sigh, she basked in the sensations of the alpha. Despite the dominance in the unforgiving length impaled inside of her, of the warm muscles pinning her onto the wedge, the omega thrummed with pride that her body alone could drive such a loss of control in the other woman.
My soft - she shivered in her pleasure - devastating alpha.
“You’re good at sex, you know that?” delivered with a light laugh, the omega glanced at the alpha in her peripheral vision.
An amused scoff came from Caitlyn, “I’m excellent at sex.” Vi couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the ego, even if it was well-deserved. In the comfortable silence between them, the omega relaxed for a moment, before her earlier realization pushed through.
“You – “ a flush broke out on pink-haired woman’s cheeks, “I think you, “Vi buried her face into her arms, hiding, “triggered my heat.”
A shocked gasp came from Caitlyn as she took in those words. “O-oh?” Her cock twitched. They shuddered together.
The pink-haired woman let out an embarrassed sigh into her arms as she lifted head, staring down into the rumpled bedding.
“I felt it – “, blushing at how she must now describe things, “-when you were – after I told you to - to breed me. It – I felt the change.”
The alpha, fighting another wave of arousal at those words, pressed into their mate bond with her mind. Combing through feelings of contentment – she smiled at that - of satisfaction – a smirk - she found what she sought. A warm, roiling desire paired with a need to nest. To keep herself from succumbing to her rut again, Caitlyn backed away from her discovery within their bond.
“You are definitely in heat.”
Vi moaned at the confirmation, resting her forehead into her arms again. “At least it will be easier to keep up with you.” She let out an affectionate, albeit exasperated scoff.
Caitlyn smirked as she patted her omega's hip in sympathy, a light chuckle leaving her lips, "Good."
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The alpha felt the start of a shift in her cock and knew she had to act quickly. Looking at the rumpled bedding surrounding them and pleased at the target of her hunt, Caitlyn carefully picked up the stained towel they left behind from before. With careful movements, to not jerk or pull at their tie, she went through the motions to lay down the towel between them. Making a mental note to send for more towels, the alpha felt her knot soften.
Both women moaned as the shrinking knot left the omega with a wet plop. Vi blushed as the alpha kept her now flaccid length inside of her, allowing for the slow flood of their combined release to fall to the towel. A warm, gentle kiss was placed to the small of the pink-haired woman’s back as Caitlyn pulled out. The omega couldn’t help but clench at her sudden emptiness but winced in disgust as the action allowed a surge of their release out from between her thighs.
“Oh gods – “ she sighed “- there’s so much.” Vi shuddered.
“I’d apologize, but I don’t think I’ve ever cum that much in my entire life.” There was a lilt of smug shock as the alpha carefully lifted the edges of the towel to wipe the inside of her omega’s thighs, the flood now a trickle.
Caitlyn’s admission flushed Vi’s body with arousal. Before her looming heat could take over, the omega forced herself upright with a jolt, bracing on the edge of the wedge with her hands. “O-okay, wow. We need – “ she moaned, despite herself, “we need food and I need a shower before –“
The alpha jerked a nod of agreement. Moving quickly, Caitlyn stood and walked towards her hung-up robe. In that moment, she needed to create space between them for her own self-control, if nothing else.
“I’ll call for food to be brought. You can use the shower.” Rigidly, the blue-haired woman gestured at the door to the ensuite bathroom and pulled the robe off of its hook. Sliding the clothing onto her form with haste, the alpha tied the robe tightly around her waist. The soft fabric of the garment brushed along her flaccid length, the sensation threatening to arouse, as she moved towards the door. The alpha shuddered as she left the bedroom, leaving the bewildered and amused omega behind as she closed the door. Towels. We need more towels, too.
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With a grimace brought about by sore muscles and bruising, Vi stood from the bed. At the edge of her vision, the worn folder caught her attention. A stab of fear at having Caitlyn’s research out in the open motivated her to reach down and pick up the thick stack of papers. She considered skimming through the folder again, learning more about what her alpha clearly trusted her with, but a subtle shift in the morning light through the bedroom windows changed her mind. We’ll talk later. In a few strides, the omega reached the desk with its still-open compartment and slid the folder inside. Hoping the mechanism worked like she thought, she pressed the door closed – the gentle ka-thunk concealed the compartment from view.
Letting out a short huff in relief, the pink-haired woman squared her shoulders and walked to the bathroom. As she flipped the light switch along the wall, Vi had to fight the knee-jerk urge to let out an impressed whistle. Fancy, she dryly noted, taking in the sheen of the polished brass and large shower stall. Fucking Pilties.
It took only a moment of fiddling, but when hot water began spreading delightful steam throughout the room, the omega stepped into the spray. The penetrating heat of the water encouraged a pleased moan as the brawler felt the tense muscles of her neck and shoulders ease. She took a moment to bask before looking around her. Soap, that’d be helpful. Her piercing eyes puzzled for a moment at the array of bottles, delicately labeled, along the built-in shelf behind her. With a shrug, she picked up the closest blue bottle, opened it, and sniffed the contents. A subtle floral scent met her nose – jasmine, maybe. Pouring a small dollop into her palm, she began scrubbing the pleasant scent through her scalp. Grateful for the relative shortness of her hair preventing snarls and tangles, the omega sighed as she felt a layer of grime wash away from her in the hot water.
Satisfied with the cleanliness of her hair, Vi added more of the floral soap to her palm and began to scrub her body with her hands. The pass of her calloused fingers over the side of her hip brought a dull pain and she winced as she took in the dark bruising across the skin. A warm blush – pigmenting her skin more than the hot water – broke out on her face as she took in the sight of her lower body. Evidence of her alpha’s passion littered her skin. For a moment, she indulged in the wave of arousal that settled into her belly as she skimmed her palm down her abdomen. Her fingers passed the groomed patch of magenta hairs between her legs and a shuddering gasp left her as she felt the abundance of their combined release still coating her flesh. Her own words came back to tease her: Virile fuck, aren’t you? My Alpha. She felt herself clench around nothing, her moan echoing amidst the sound of the shower’s spray. Breed me.
Caught off-guard by her sudden arousal, unsure of how much of the feeling was her heat or her own desire, the omega turned to face the showerhead above her. She forced her hand to wipe, to clean, rather than to indulge in the desire to push inside of herself. It wouldn’t be the same anyways, she rationalized. A shudder left her as she continued bathing.
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Caitlyn took a deep, sobering breath as she closed her bedroom door behind her. Reaching back with both of her hands, she pulled her blue-black hair free from the collar of her robe and then adjusted the garment carefully around her. Food. Come on, Kiramman. Food and towels. I can do this. Drawing on her years of schooling, the alpha stood tall, lifting her shoulders and adjusting her posture. Beginning her trek down the long, gilded hallway, intelligent blue eyes looked for the first member of the household staff she could find. Frustratingly enough, no such staff seemed to be in her wing at the moment. With exasperation, the alpha held back a growl. Mother must have given the order for staff to stay away.
Continuing her journey out into the main portion of the home, the blue-haired woman decided to make her way to the kitchen – just passed the sitting room – to grab their meal herself. As she passed by the open doors of the sitting room, the alpha winced as a regal voice beckoned her.
“Caitlyn, come here.”
Successfully winning against the urge to roll her eyes or growl at the command, she stepped into the sitting room. Perched in a green wingback chair all on its own, across from an empty couch, was her mother – a steaming cup of fresh tea pinched between gloved fingers.
“Hello, Mother.” The alpha greeted simply, hanging onto manners by the skin of her teeth.
A greying eyebrow raised, Cassandra Kiramman’s cunning gaze settling on her daughter’s relative state of undress. Taking a sip of her tea, analyzing the sight before her, the matriarch leaned forward to set her cup and saucer down onto the table before her. No action in excess, all of her movements were precise. The silence hung between them as a neutral face greeted the young alpha – unreadable to almost anyone, Caitlyn knew this look. Her mother was feeling impatient, restless, maybe even a tad irritated.
“I trust things are – “ a pause to choose words, a rare thing for the matriarch, “progressing?”
Blessedly, the alpha did not lose her temper, despite her rut. The urge to defend the soft omega she left behind, to violently protect what was - clearly - a warm heart, was swallowed. Now’s not the time. Choosing a different tactic, one that she knew would put her mother on her metaphorical back foot, Caitlyn spoke.
“I’ve come to get food –“ a lewd, defiant smirk tugged at the edge of her lip, “-and we need more towels.”
Cassandra’s usually controlled features screwed up at the crassness of her heir. “Caitlyn!”
It was at this moment that a member of the staff stepped into the room from the side, pushing a small cart containing pastries towards the table in the center of the room. Keeping his head down, the aging, beta member of staff knew better than to take in the scene or to pause at the apparent battle of wills taking place. Caitlyn saw her moment, reaching out to gently press her hand to his clothed shoulder. As the servant paused to look at the heir, her eyes softened, “If you would, please, ensure a large breakfast and a stack of clean towels are brought to my room?”
Accepting the request with a neutral face, the servant nodded, “Coffee or tea, Miss?”
The alpha realized in that moment that she was wholly unaware of the preferences of her mate and she was infuriated by the circumstances that made her ignorance possible. Stamping down that simmering rage, she smiled. “Both, and a pitcher of water, as well.”
“Right away, Miss.” As the gentleman spoke, he moved to set the tray of pastries down onto the table and leave the room.
As he left the two Kiramman women alone together again, Cassandra went to speak, but Caitlyn cut her off.
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, Councilor.” The formal title almost a verbal slap, “I’m in rut and my mate has an agreement to fulfill.”
With that, the alpha pivoted on her heels and left the room. She hated to have spoken about Vi’s ‘responsibility’ that way, but now was not the time if she wanted to get to the root of the corruption she saw hiding amidst the gleam of Piltover.
Clenching her teeth, the Kiramman matriarch tsked – mostly to herself. “Good.”
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A low, rumbling growl left Caitlyn as she marched through her wing of the manor, towards her bedroom. In what may have been, in part, driven by the protective urges of her rut, the alpha raged as she combed over the details of the exchange with her mother. She paused outside of her bedroom door, reaching to place her hand on the smooth surface of the painted wood. The blue-haired woman forced herself to pause, to release some of the tension of her body. Vi is now my mate. My partner. Even the few short moments of levity they’ve had together thus far, have shown a beautiful heart to the alpha. The woman on the other side of this door deserves far better than what has been forced upon her in her life so far.
On the one hand, their hormones – their instincts – are now driving their connection; on the other hand, for any of Caitlyn’s carefully laid plans to work, Vi must conceive. They must perform as if nothing has changed. There are eyes everywhere in this society and the alpha is keenly aware that her mother’s very visible power play of their mating – instead of breeding – means there will be even more of a focus on them. If the omega had simply been bred, she could have been given to another after delivering the pup. The alpha tasted copper at the thought, her canine had apparently pierced her lip in rage. Bringing her other hand to the healing bite on her neck – a symbol of the joining their souls – means that’s not possible anymore.
We’ll figure this out.
The subtle clattering of the serving cart in the hallway took her attention from the door. Bringing a warm smile to her face in what, she hopes, appears as gratitude, Caitlyn reaches to accept the cart from the aging servant. “Thank you. I’ll take it from here.” The gentleman bowed shallowly, his right hand touching his shoulder, and he briskly made his way back down the hall. The alpha opened the door, pushing the cart ahead of her, and entered her bedroom.
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Vi was standing at the tall windows along the side of the bedroom, arms crossed, staring out at the scenery and the city beyond. Wrapped in a soft robe, the bright morning sun danced across her muscled form. Caitlyn held back the happy sigh she wanted to let out, to avoid disturbing the vision in front of her, but an affectionate warmth filled her chest. She’s stunning. The alpha’s eyes drifted over her omega’s form and, in the back of her mind, she welcomed the childish possessiveness she felt in seeing the Kiramman crest embroidered onto the chest of robe, just over the heart. Mine.
Leaving the cart near the bedside, her nose – sense of smell more sensitized due to her rut - picked up on the scent of their mating across the rumpled bedding. Schooling herself, Caitlyn stepped over to her omega. Clearly deep in thought, as the blue-haired woman touched her sleeve, Vi minutely startled and uncrossed her arms. As blue eyes met grey, they smiled. Running her hand down the sleeve, the alpha felt a contented sigh leave herself, gently taking the brawler’s hand in her own. The Kiramman heir held back her surprise as she felt the hand in hers give a gentle squeeze and the shorter woman leant into her side. Pushing through her own doubts, Caitlyn turned to face Vi, wrapping her other arm around the pink-haired woman’s waist. Rather than speak, the omega shifted into the embrace, settling her forehead against the shoulder in front of her.
Dropping the hand in hers, the alpha held the woman in front of her. Vi’s shoulders tensed for a moment, a reflex, before leaning into the embrace further. The omega took in the warm contact, smiling in something akin to disbelief, relishing the physical affection. The solid form of the alpha against her was lithely muscled, but wondrously soft. Vi felt a soft kiss pressed to the shell of her ear.
“I brought us breakfast.” Caitlyn whispered into her ear. Nodding into the fabric of the alpha’s robe, the brawler didn’t move at first. Taking in a deep breath of the alpha’s scent, Vi let out a content and grateful sigh. “Thank you, Cait.”
The blue-haired woman let her omega slip from her grasp, watching as she stepped towards the serving tray behind them. As Vi lifted the lid of a platter, a grin breaking out on her face at the food, Caitlyn spoke. “You eat, I’m going to grab a shower, too.”
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Leaving the shower, her blue-black hair damp across the towel covering her shoulders, the alpha took in yet another delightful sight. Reclined against the headboard, delicately held by the robe around her form, Vi sat with a whole serving platter across her lap. Its contents were picked over, but a section of the platter was still thoughtfully arranged with portions of food clearly intended for her mate. Amusement lit Caitlyn’s eyes. She didn’t even bother with the silverware or plates.
Rather than judge the behavior, something her mother would do, the simple act of Vi eating the way she did was endearing. Adorable.
Glancing at the room around her, Caitlyn realized that her omega had picked up a little while she showered. Although not perfectly made, the bed was no longer disheveled, the comforter lined up properly. The navy wedge was set at the foot of the bed, a fresh towel laying across the stain left by the night before. Her alpha rumbled at the thought. Mate. Fill her again. Drawing in a soft breath through clenched teeth, she felt a twinge across her flaccid length. Her control was almost lost again as her eyes passed over the small pile of their clothing from yesterday – near the door – the stained towel and washcloth carefully bundled on top. All of this cleaning and consideration. Her omega was nesting and her rut was thrilled by this realization. Food. We need food. I need to talk to her, too. A pressing headache formed at the base of her skull as a cup of warm coffee appeared in front of her vision. Vi had left the bed and poured her a fresh mug – the serving platter that had been across her lap, now set on the nightstand.
She saw me struggling. An appreciative smile graced her lips, her shoulders relaxing, as she kissed Vi’s cheek.
“Thank you.” She took the proffered mug.
Caitlyn carefully settled towards the center of the bed with her mug of coffee in hand, reclining against the headboard to mimic Vi’s earlier position, and patted the space beside her in an invitation. Her omega smiled and reclined beside her, their sides pressing together, despite enough room on the bed to leave space. Without asking, the pink-haired woman pivoted to grab the serving platter, settling the tray onto the alpha’s lap. The split-second brush of the back of the omega’s hand against her thigh as she placed the tray threatened to arouse. Focusing on the food below her, briefly considering asking for silverware, the heir shrugged internally and picked up a slice of toast.
Vi took a sip of her own coffee - the tan color highlighting how much cream the omega likely added to her brew – and let out a contented sigh. The silence that lingered between them was comfortable, almost pleasant. The mated pair clearly more compatible than they expected and already functioning as a unit. A thought drove the omega to speak:
“You research is back in the compartment of your desk.”
How could I be so careless?! The stab of anxiety that hit Caitlyn was immediately soothed at the words. The blue-haired woman nodded, smiling gratefully, as her eyes passed over to her desk – nothing looked out of place. “Thank you, sincerely.” She continued, “I know we haven’t had –“ she paused, blushing, “- time for you to look through my work, but your trust in me is –“ the alpha felt her heart clench, “ – more than I could have ever hoped for.”
Blue eyes turned to take in the grey ones beside her.
“You trusted me, it’s only fair I trust you.”
Vi smiled warmly, a mixture of gratitude and affection on her face. Caitlyn felt her breath catch at the beautiful sight, her hand rising to gently cup the omega’s cheek. Both women leant into the soft kiss they shared. Before either of them gave into the urges they felt, they broke the contact, and the alpha went back to finishing her breakfast.
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Handing the serving platter to her omega to set aside, Caitlyn allowed herself a contented sigh – belly full of good food, mind settled with the buzz of coffee, and her mate beside her. Despite the peace of the moment, the acknowledgement of her mate triggered a flush across her cheeks. Deep in her mind, she felt the insistent pressure of her rut. Fill.
“So,” Vi began, leaning her head onto her alpha’s shoulder, her palm settling onto Caitlyn’s robed arm, “We still need to talk, but-” she nuzzled her face into the muscle under her cheek, “I think you and I both know that we won’t be able to do that for the next while.” Simply nodding, the blue-haired woman tried to avoid thinking too deeply about those words. She needs to set the pace for this. I can’t lose control.
Vi felt her thoughts meander. She could not ignore the intense struggle she felt from her mate through their bond. The omega wanted to see if she could ease the effort it took for Caitlyn to hold herself back – to try to help the alpha relax into her power, instead of fighting it. She could feel the dark warmth of the rut pushing - insisting. Taking a moment to mull over the sensation, the insistent pressure and simmering aggression. In the world she came from, alphas restraining themselves so completely only led to harm. Fights in the street or bloodshed behind iron bars.
Not unlike the power of steam, that power; held back for long enough, would eep out in bursts or – her heart skipped – simply detonate.
Glancing at the intricate painted molding of the walls of the bedroom - of the carefully arranged furniture and organized trinkets. The extreme self-control must’ve been something she was taught growing up in a world like this. The only thing she was allowed. I need to find a way to get her to let go – to relax into herself more. Maybe, even trust her instincts. She recalled their conversation from the evening before. Her family had no idea how to raise an alpha.
Vi began caressing the arm she leant against, her palm skating along the sleeve. Initially, she was unsure how exactly to help her mate. In a moment, an idea came to her. Maybe. She decided to test her theory. Leaning up, she brushed her lips against Caitlyn’s ear and spoke:
“You fight yourself so hard,” the omega said and paused for a moment for the observation to stand.
“Do you trust me enough to be able to let go?”, she asked.
A shaking voice answered her, the alpha’s brow tight with thought.
“I – I trust you. I don’t know if –“ Caitlyn sighed, “-if I trust me.”
The brawler kept caressing the arm against her, but ever so slightly increased her pressure. “Trust that I can handle you, please?” Leaning away from her alpha, they met each other’s gaze. “I’m not half as frail as you’ve led yourself to believe.”
The blue-haired woman took in the slow smirk that tugged at a scarred lip, the affection in the piercing grey eyes looking into hers. Releasing a breath, she let herself fall a little more into feelings she didn’t dare yet name, “I trust you, Vi.”
Leaning back into her mate’s side, the omega let out a soft purr. “Thank you, Caitlyn.” She pressed a warm kiss to the healing mark on her alpha’s neck. Nuzzling into that neck for a moment, the omega leant down and rested her head against the solid shoulder beside her. Vi brought the hand closest to her alpha up to her mouth and as quietly as she could, she allowed her saliva to pool into her palm. Acting quickly, so as to surprise, she reached with a cupped palm towards her alpha’s lap, slipping her hand between the panels of Caitlyn’s robe.
Caitlyn let out a startled huff as Vi passed her slick palm along her alpha’s flaccid cock, smearing her saliva along its length. Gathering the flesh into her grasp, the omega began a slow stroke.
Blue eyes rolled back into the alpha’s skull as she let out a groan of pleasure, her toes flexing.
“Relax and trust me, Love. Enjoy yourself.” The omega curled her fingers around the swelling girth, stroking slowly from the base to the tip. Although warm at start, she licked her lips as blood flow brought a searing heat against her skin. She felt the gentle press of the rigid flesh into her hand as her alpha’s hips tried to raise. A whine left the blue-haired woman beside her.
“Shh,” pleasure passed along Caitlyn’s swelling length as the brawler's hand kept up the lazy rhythm, whispering hotly into her ear, “I’ll take care of you, My Alpha.” The wet tip of a tongue grazed the shell of the alpha’s ear. Vi felt a thrum of delight as she felt the cock in her hand almost finish its rise, pushing up against a panel of the robe. A heated throb pulsed against her skin on a gentle squeeze.
Caitlyn felt Vi untie the belt of the robe with her other hand, spreading the panels of the garment. The relatively cool air of the bedroom against her heated flesh caused her balls to twitch. She groaned.
“I’ve got you, My Alpha.”
Reaching across her mate’s lap with her other hand, the omega cupped warm balls. Vi leant over her Caitlyn’s lap, her mouth now hovering over the alpha’s twitching length. She began a gentle twisting of her strokes as she continued pumping along the alpha’s rigid girth. Mid-stroke, she paused and opened her mouth, allowing pooled saliva to fall onto the hot flesh. Caitlyn could only groan, pushing back into the headboard, as the more lubricated hand restarted its rhythm. The alpha fought with her rutting self. She will take care of us. Trust her. The beast behind her eyes rumbled for a moment and then accepted the idea – for now.
Through their bond, Vi felt some of that insistent pressure leaving her alpha. As pleasure built, she watched Caitlyn’s control slip and she felt a smug pride bloom. I’m in control of this. I’m the one making her fall apart and she’s allowing it. Dragging her hand up the rigid flesh, she gently circled a broad head with her thumb. Testing, she pressed the pad of her thumb into her grasp – squeezing the tip. A rumbling groan wheezed out of the alpha at the sensation – the bulbous head releasing a dribble of precum. Curiosity piquing, Vi leant down, passing the flat of her tongue across the opening of the head. The alpha’s shuddering burr met her ears as she took in the flavor. Rich. Salty. She smirked. Oddly fitting. Even though she wanted to indulge in this act later – she felt herself salivate a little at the thought – her instincts pushed. Inside.
Shuddering at the intensity of the feeling, the omega felt herself clench around nothing. Biting back a whine at her emptiness, Vi looked up at her mate. Flushed and panting, the pupils in the blue eyes greeting her were own were blown. Although grateful to have eased some of her mate’s internal struggling, she needed more. Needing more, she knew, would push that self-control again. The omega released alpha in her hands and moved to straddle the Caitlyn’s lap. The massive, erect length between them twitched as the Vi settled on firm thighs. They took a deep breath together, grey eyes holding blue.
Her alpha released another rumbling purr as she reached out, hooking a finger into the loose knot that held her omega’s robe closed. A gentle tug released the belt and two warm palms slid in between the garment’s panels to slide along muscled sides. A shudder went through Vi at the possession in the touch. Yours. She felt the warm slide of arousal making its way down the inside of her thigh. Those claiming hands slid up along her back, peeling the soft fabric away from her skin; shrugging her shoulders, she let the garment pool on the bed around her. Amidst their shared desire, she felt the form below her go still. Looking at her alpha again, she saw serious eyes taking in the dark bruising along her hips.
“Hey,” she whispered, asking the woman to meet her gaze. As their eyes met, Vi smiled. “We’re okay.” She assured, “You’re okay.” Calloused thumbs stroked across pale cheeks and the omega pressed a gentle kiss to the lips in front of her.
The alpha’s palms skimmed up the soft skin of her omega’s thighs, her thumbs reaching out to lightly pass across the bruised flesh. Looking down at the sight after their kiss, Caitlyn sighed. “Thank you, Vi.” She studied the dark marks across otherwise pale skin, “But I think it will always bother me on some level.” In that moment, the omega recognized that unfurling her mate's self-control would be a process - one she happily accepted.
Vi looked down at what held her alpha’s attention and put a hand over top one of Caitlyn’s. “When I saw these in the shower earlier,” she felt herself flush, “I could only think them showing off how passionate my mate is.”
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The instincts, the hormones, their cycles surged at Vi’s admission. An aroused sigh left the omega as she looked back into Caitlyn’s eyes. “I want to set the pace this time.”
A rumble left the alpha’s chest as she nodded, feeling her length twitch between them.
“T-touch me,” Vi moaned as she felt her body flush, “Get me ready for you, My Alpha.”
Sliding her hand from the bruised hip, Caitlyn paused her palm on Vi’s lower belly. Her eyes unfocused with arousal and rut as her fingertips touched the muscular flesh. Fill. Pups. She skimmed her palm down to cup Vi’s cunt. A shuddering gasp left the omega on top of her as a calloused fingertip began circling her slick clit. Biting her lip, the pink-haired woman leaned her forehead against her alpha’s as she basked her pleasure. Vi wrapped her arms loosely around Caitlyn’s shoulders, rolling her hips into the hand touching her.
“In-inside.” She pleaded.
Recalling her omega’s request from earlier, the alpha rumbled out a question, “How many?”
“T-two.”
As two long fingers plunged into Vi’s, she gasped. Taking Caitlyn’s lips in a passionate kiss, she rolled her hips down onto each thrust of the digits inside of her. A subtle exasperation took hold of her. Not enough. Breaking the kiss, she ordered:
“More.”
Another digit, pleasing stretch, and her heat tingled at the sensation.
“M-much better.” The omega panted as she sped up the rolling of her hips. The angle of the penetration forced her alpha to cup her hand – in her fervor, Vi began rolling into the pressure of the palm against her clit. She felt her warm arousal sliding down her inner thighs. Slipping her hand into blue-black hair, she tugged.
“Make me cum.”
The rutting alpha felt her swollen length heave at her omega’s order, rumbling out an impatient sound. The fingers woven into her hair gave a solid tug, the sear interrupting the protest with a pleased whine.
“Alpha,” grey eyes met blue with a firm, lustful glare. With the next words accented by a roll of her hips, Vi continued, “Make – me – cum.”
The brawler knew she was pushing it – recognized it as a test of their instincts – but hoped that her alpha would yield. Please, for me?
In their bond, she felt her alpha’s rut threaten ominously – a surging pressure, a moment that felt like an unspoken discussion, and then something gave way.
She shouted as the fingers inside her began a punishing pace, the tips of the alpha’s fingers curling to drag across the front wall of her cunt. Inside, she was thrilled, excited that her sweet Caitlyn listened to her – drowning in the power she had over her mate as she felt her peak build. The wet sounds of her sex being plundered had her closing her eyes – colors dancing behind the lids.
Vi screamed her alpha’s name as she came.
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The alpha felt the reverberating, persistent rumbling in her chest, her cock throbbing painfully as her omega came above her. Rather than fighting for control in this moment, she tried to reason – See? She’s ready for us now. Her inner beast gave a pleased rumble and ceded a little more. Some rational part of her mind still left threw out a thought: We need a towel. She panted out a dry chuckle, holding the shivering omega to her.
Vi returned to the world, her hands stroking the strong shoulders under her as she tried to calm her breathing. Her alpha’s chuckle caught her attention.
“One moment, Love.” As Caitlyn shifted the omega off of her lap and stood from the bed, Vi let out a heat-driven whine. Shivering in the sensations thrumming through her body, twitching with aftershocks, she attempted to reach for her mate.
“We need this, Darling.” Only a second later, the alpha laid a towel down where she previously sat and shed her robe. Caitlyn’s rigid cock swayed with her movements as she settled, the head of the flushed length tapping against her abs as she sat down on the towel. Reclining into the headboard, she reached out a hand.
“Come here.”
Settling herself with a deep sigh, Vi could now comprehend her alpha’s actions. Considerate mate. She straddled lithe thighs, and her eyes fell to the massive, flushed cock between them. It took only a moment of thought before she lifted herself to her knees and shuffled forward. The action pressed Caitlyn’s face into her chest and she shuddered as the alpha’s tongue painted a broad stroke across her sternum.
Wanting to bask in the feeling of that tongue, she gently cupped her alpha’s face, directing the mouth towards her breast. A rumbling whine left Caitlyn as she wrapped her lips around the stiff peak. Gasping in pleasure, Vi grasped the head in her hand.
As the alpha’s hot tongue teased the nipple in her mouth, the omega panted with her pleasure. Caitlyn’s hand came up, cupping the other breast. Releasing the nipple with a pop, her alpha surged to mouth over the tit she palmed.
Vi could only grasp the shoulder under her, the head in her hand, as the pleasure built. I need her to touch my breasts more. A heat-driven reminder thrummed in her lower belly. Inside.
The omega exhaled a shuddering breath, removed her hand on Caitlyn’s shoulder, and reached between them to direct her alpha’s cock. It pulsed as she touched it, the mouth on her breast lightly skimming teeth along flesh. The mates groaned together.
The omega shifted her hips down ever so slightly, her hand directing broad head of her alpha’s cock to her entrance. Its blunt pressure against her entrance was no less intimidating than before. Sucking in a breath in pleasure as Caitlyn licked across her chest to mouth her other breast, Vi started lowering herself onto the massive length.
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Although her heat demanded the exquisite stretch of her alpha inside her, nothing could really make the entrance of the cock easier. Except taking it more often, her omega self supplied. Her cunt split open for the bulbous head, forcing a gasp out of her.
Take her.
Bracing herself on Caitlyn’s shoulders, Vi carefully let her hips sink slowly.
A few inches of the punishing girth eased into her tight walls and the omega paused as she felt the alpha’s mouth leave her breast. Caitlyn’s blue eyes, pupils blown, were drawn down to her cock squeezing into the omega’s hot depths. Panting breaths huffed from the alpha as she raised her hands to clasp at bruised hips. Sensing the alpha’s impatience – of her looming loss of control at Vi’s pace – the omega shuddered. A slow roll of her hips and she took another few inches of her alpha’s length. Pleasure erupted in her lower belly at the slide and stretch. Oh, holy fuck. Something about the roll of her hips and this position helped so much. A new wave of arousal flushed her whole body, a slide of warm slick trickling down her thighs, and she rolled her hips as she sank.
With sound of a wet connection, Vi felt her pelvis contact her alpha’s. The sudden connection between them came with a gasp of ecstasy and a pulse along the length inside of her. Reaching to cup her alpha’s jaw with a hand, the omega moaned into a heated kiss – rolling her hips. Her mate’s pubic bone created amazing friction for her clit; the shifting of the length impaling her encouraging a rhythm. Throbbing veins grazed her inner walls, the broad tip rolling against her cervix. The pressure against the entrance to her womb would’ve been uncomfortable, had she not come a moment later.
Vi shouted out her pleasure, her body sinking against the alpha she straddled. Her fluttering depths clenched the thick cock inside of her and she felt Caitlyn shift beneath her. Planting her feet and bending her knees slightly, the alpha took over as her mate tried to recover from her pleasure. Lifting her omega off her length, ever so slightly, Caitlyn grasped the muscles of Vi’s buttocks.
Thrumming in pleasure, exhausted by the effort to impale herself on her alpha, Vi hungrily kissed Caitlyn, “Your turn, Stud.”
A pleasure-filled shout left the omega as her mate began a devastatingly fast rhythm – hammering her massive length into the woman she held up. The bed protested their movements as the pink-haired woman clung to Caitlyn’s shoulders. Vi could only moan as she let herself get swept up in her heat. Fill me. Take me.
As mere moments passed with the wet sounds of their mating and pleasure between them, Vi came again – with a cry of her alpha’s name. Powering through the fluttering walls threatening to milk her cock, Caitlyn felt the base of her cock start to swell. Taking advantage of the omega above her still bathing in pleasure, the alpha sunk her mate fully onto her length. Whether it was because of the throes of her passion or a gift of her heat, the omega only moaned when she felt the knot swell inside her, locking them together.
Using her grasp on Vi’s buttocks, Caitlyn rolled her omega’s hips. Once. Twice. On the third roll of those clenching, hot walls around her, the alpha unloaded. Unable to prevent the flexing of her hips – trying to cum deeper inside her mate – the alpha felt the tip of her broad cock surrounded by a rim of muscle. Breed. Fill. She emptied again and again into those depths, rolling the omega’s hips with each pulse along her length. Mine.
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Vi came back to herself, her hips slowly rolling without her own efforts. With no need to exert herself, she could delight in the feelings of her alpha using her. The pleasurable shifting of the girth inside her made her eyes drift closed. Moaning, she skimmed her fingertips across her alpha’s collarbones and shoulders. Awareness of her body growing, she felt the shift of Caitlyn’s release inside her – the flesh of her lower belly softened with the volume and weight of it all.
“Such a good alpha.” She purred aloud, an amused chuckle left her as she felt her alpha twitch and expel inside her again. “F-filling me so well.”
The beast under her was rumbling and as Vi opened her eyes to take in the beautiful face in front of her, she smirked. Clearly lost in her rut, the alpha’s eyes were clenched shut in pleasure, her brow twisted. The brawler was willing to bet that the woman inside her had no conscious idea that all of their movements were caused solely by her own need. Her heat sated by her swollen womb, she could bask in the sensations. She bore down gently on the length inside her, the knot unforgivingly held the flood of her alpha. Good.
The continuous rumbling gave way to an exhausted whine. Vi smiled as unfocused blue eyes opened to meet her own.
“Welcome back,” she teased.
Tsk-ing wryly, the alpha in front of her let out a huffing breath. “Your glorious cunt is to blame for my absence.”
A blush settled on Vi’s freckled cheeks as she let the compliment land. She took one of the alpha’s hands from her buttocks, placing the shaking palm on her lower belly. Gently dragging her fingertips across the back of Caitlyn’s hand, she felt her mate press against the soft flesh. The brawler was unsure if the gesture was rooted in her mate’s rutting instincts or if it was an affectionate urge of the woman herself; either way, since their mating, it seemed important to her to do.
“You, My Alpha,” she felt the heat spread in her own gaze, “will definitely knock me up.”
Caitlyn chuckled, leaning forward to press a kiss to the bite mark on Vi’s neck.
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Hey All,Been a hot minute - life got busy. After re-reading this and planning way more (lol), I've decided I'm going to be rewriting this one.I don't have an ETA for it at the moment, but the core elements will still be there; I just want to tell the story a little better and make a few adjustments. I also ended up coming up with an idea about how to handle the actual plot in a way that I hope will be engaging.I'm going to leave this one as is - update some tags and/or flags - but I'll publish the rewrite as a new fanfic.Sorry for this type of an update, but please know that I appreciate the comments (and the thirst ^_-)Take care of yourselves,T.A. Hike <3