Owned by the Alpha

by Laxmi Hariharan

  His biceps bulge, a vein throbs at his temple and every muscle in his body seems to coil with tension.

  Anger and lust and a brutal singlemindedness vibrates off of him. I shiver, and delicious need coils low in my belly. Heat plumes off of him and slams into my chest. Sweat breaks out on my brow. The weight of his dominance pins me down, the fine hair on my body rises and I can’t move. Can't breathe. All I can do is wait for his next move. Wait. He is going to possess me and I can't stop it. I don't want to stop it. Tears prick at the back of my eyes.

  He peels back his lips as if acknowledging the effect he has on me. Demanding it, taking it as his due.

  He lunges down my body then fastens his mouth over the bud of my clit. "Zeus." A scream tears out of me.

  He thrusts his tongue inside of my soaking wet channel and my body bucks.

  He rubs the heel of his hand against my cunt, and sparks of pleasure shoot up my spine.

  I bury my fingers in his thick hair. I cradle him close as he proceeds to lick and suck me, while his clever hand keeps up the friction on my clit. The climax sweeps up from my womb.

  Waves of pleasure rip through me. I arch my back and raise my spine off of the bed. Red and white sparks flare behind my eyelids. My muscles quiver. It feels like my body has been stretched to its limit. All the fight oozes out of me. My limbs spasm and a trembling grips me.

  All I can do is lay there as he pushes off the bed. He rises to his feet and towers over me.

  “All that sass and fire; all of it is just a front. This is what you want—just sheer pleasure so you can forget to fight, forget everything except the need to open yourself up to me, to obey me so I can give you what you crave.” I hear his words and know he is right.

  “You want more, don’t you, Squirrel?”

  I blink my acceptance, unable to speak anymore.

  “Do as I say, and you’ll get it all, everything.” He grabs the base of his heavy, swollen dick. “Even this.”

  24

  Zeus

  I want to be gentle with her, but one look at her, and all I can think is how I want to teach her a lesson for disobeying my orders. One scent of her, and I need to own her, possess her, destroy her. I want to be buried balls deep inside of her, until I forget everything except her.

  She looks at my dick, and her lips part. Her pink tongue comes out to lick her mouth.

  I feel it all the way to the tip of my shaft.

  A growl rips out of me. The purr rolls over the space between us.

  A visible shudder ripples over her body. Her thighs squeeze together, and more moisture streams from her pussy.

  That sweet, sugary scent of her arousal is everywhere. It sinks into my blood, goes straight to my head. My dick throbs, and I grip the base harder.

  “Get up,” I rasp.

  She raises her heavy eyelids, and when she peers up at me, her pupils have dilated. The black has bled out into the green, and she looks drunk with desire. Almost as gone with lust as me. It’s that which tips me over the edge. I need to have her, but first she must understand the consequences of disobeying me. She put herself in danger again, and I cannot permit that. Ever.

  “Up.” I jerk my chin.

  She winces, and her chest heaves. Her biceps twitch as she pushes herself to sitting position.

  “On your feet.”

  Her gaze widens, but she doesn’t protest. She pulls up her legs then sidles up to her feet, on the bed. Her eyes are at chest level with me. She’s at the perfect height for what I have in mind. “Turn around.”

  She opens her mouth—

  I shake my head. “You don’t get to speak. You don’t get to say anything. You defied my orders, and now you must pay the price.”

  She pouts and one side of my lips curves up in a smirk. I trail my fingers over my chest, down to where I grip my shaft with my other hand.

  Her gaze follows my every move.

  “You want this, don’t you, Squirrel?”

  Her breath rasps out. She nods.

  “Do what I tell you. Take your punishment like the warrior you are, and you will be rewarded, I promise.”

  As I say it aloud, I know I am using words to cover for myself, for my emotions, for how raw I feel right now. Yet I can’t stop.

  “Do it.” I growl again, and the sound rends the air and surrounds her.

  A shiver ripples down her back. She turns on her heels.

  “Open your legs.”

  She parts her thighs.

  “Farther, Squirrel.”

  Her leg muscles tense, then she shuffles her legs wider.

  The scent of her slickness deepens, and I harden further. I slide my hand up my dick to the tip and back. Blood rushes to my groin. “Now bend over and grab your ankles.”

  The planes of her back go solid. She doesn’t move.

  “You disobeyed me over and over again. You went toe to toe with me, knowing exactly what you were doing. Now do as I say, and we’ll call it even.” As the words leave my mouth, I know I have said the right thing.

  I am treating her as my equal, not just in a fight but also in bed. I am appealing to that fighter in her, to play as rough as me. I am challenging her to take her punishment as she’s challenged me all this time.

  “Go on, Squirrel, you can do it.” My voice is soft. The realization that I am dealing with someone who is every bit as strong, as willful as me, has changed the dynamics between us.

  Is she aware of it?

  I'd set out to make her submit to me but what I want is more. I want her to accept me. Need her to trust me enough to give herself up to me completely. Body and soul.

  The muscles on her back bunch. The backs of her calves flex.

  Waves of desire roll off of her.

  She wants me. Wants to give in to me fully, and yet there’s something inside of her that cannot, not until I say, “Please?”

  No sooner is the word out of my mouth than her shoulders hunch, her head drops forward. She nods. Then, bending over, she grips her ankles.

  Her perfect, heart-shaped ass rises. I see the succulent flesh of her pussy quiver between her legs.

  I groan. “You should see yourself, Little Squirrel. So pink, so enticing, so bared for me.”

  She wiggles her butt; the muscles of her thighs ripple under her skin.

  I shift closer to the edge of the bed, near enough for the warmth of my body to brush over her skin.

  She shifts her weight from foot to foot.

  I drag a finger over her ankle, up the back of her leg, trailing it over the inside of her thigh and to the swollen lips of her pussy. I pinch her clit and a moan spills from her.

  She gnaws on her lower lip and a pulse of heat slithers down my spine. Leaning up, I blow softly on that wet center. Her entire body goes stiff. Her core tightens. She snarls low in her throat.

  An answering growl rumbles up from me, and with it the need to see her come again.

  To see her shatter until all the resistance in her dissolves and she lays herself bare and open for me, only for me. I cup the curve of her butt and massage it.

  She shudders and moves her head. Her glorious hair streams down, covering her face.

  “It strikes me, Squirrel, I should complete what I started before I left you the last time.”

  25

  Lucy

  Every part of me goes tight with anticipation.

  My face warms, and I clench my butt cheeks. A shiver ripples down my back.

  He won’t, will he?

  I almost voice the word aloud, then bite my lips. I am often spontaneous, aka stupid enough to be fearless, but if I push him this time, I may not be able to deal with the repercussions. He’s skillful all right, my alpha.

  He knows that the only way to make me comply of my own volition is to challenge me. It’s that part in me that can never say no. Not to a fight. Not to this…duel, either. And not to him. I can't refuse him. I want to please him with every fiber of my being.

  At some point, the tone o
f our mating changed.

  It’s gone from him wanting to make me submit, to me wanting him to make me submit... and it feels right. Huh?

  I wait, watch, wondering what he’ll do next. How far will he go?

  The last time he’d said those very same words, he’d not gone through with it. This time I know he will not stop. And it's not about him teaching me my place. I pushed him to lose control and now he's asking the same of me. To give in and trust him.

  I want to say something but I can’t. So I stand there, bent over, waiting for him…waiting.

  There’s silence behind me. I sense his warmth, smell his presence, but he doesn’t make any other move.

  The moments stretch, and my scalp prickles, my fingers tingle with need. The blood rushes to my head, and I sway.

  I’d have fallen except he grips my hips and kisses the curve of my ass. “I am going to take you every way." He nibbles on my butt and heat bursts over my skin. I gasp.

  "That's right Squirrel, you are going to take it all and you are going to enjoy it as I pleasure you. " He kisses the sweep of my ass and I tremble. "Fill you up." He licks the dip between my ass cheeks. "Fuck you." He sinks his teeth into the flesh of my butt and I howl.

  I want him to take me there, I do, but a part of me is scared of it, too.

  Not just the pain that is sure to come, but the pleasure.

  I am sure I will like it all too much, and that’s worse. It holds up a mirror to what I am, ultimately. An omega who craves her alpha, wants him in every way possible. If he takes me there, too, he will own me completely. There will be nothing left of me. There will only be Zeus and his omega.

  Will that be so bad?

  The bed dips as he leans his full weight on it.

  He comes close enough for his chest to brush the backs of my legs. He slides his arms up and around my back, holding me, covering me completely with his warmth. The heat from his big body surrounds me, and strangely, I find myself relaxing. Something inside me melts.

  I open my mouth to speak, then hesitate. He’d told me not to say anything, but he’d forgotten there’s more than one way of communicating between us now.

  A smile curves my lips.

  I reach out through the mating bond and pulse my thought at him. “You can take me that way, too, on one condition: you never again put up this barrier between us on the mating bond.”

  Every muscle in his body coils, and tension radiates off of him, and anger… There is complete silence. Then he chuckles. The rough sound glides over my back, and I shiver. A flood of heat comes down the bond and fills my chest. It overflows my cells and engulfs every part of me, until my muscles relax completely.

  He purrs low in his throat, the sound deep, rough, and 100% prime alpha male. The vibrations sink into my blood, and coil in my womb. I can’t stop the stream of slick that slides down from between my legs.

  “So we have a deal?” He kisses the curve of my butt again, the touch tender, so tender.

  My insides clench, and my pussy trembles. Does he want me to beg? I thrust my hips back at him, and he growls again. The sound seeps into my blood, and I tremble. My skin twitches with anticipation and sweat beads my upper lip. I dig my fingers into my ankles, waiting, waiting.

  He dips his head and licks my slit all the way up to the space between my butt cheeks to my back hole.

  The sensations stretch through me, radiating out from my core, tightening my insides.

  I can’t stop the mewl that escapes me. And it seems to urge him on further.

  He darts his tongue into my hole. I wriggle my waist, not sure if I want him to stop or to continue.

  He curls his tongue and thrusts it in even deeper.

  The sensations pin and needle down the backs of my thighs, down my legs, and I shudder. I dig my toes into the mattress.

  He plunges a finger into my pussy, pushes it into my wet, dripping channel, then slides another digit inside of me.

  My entire body tenses, waiting, waiting for more. More. A groan draws out of me.

  “Soon… I just need you to be ready for me.” His voice is rough, and that sends me over the edge.

  “Take me, Alpha. Do it,” I pulse the thought at him.

  His big body stills.

  “Now.” I growl the word aloud, not caring that I have broken his rules, that he may punish me for it.

  He drags his fingers out of me, taking the slickness with it and smearing it up and over my back hole preparing my body to take him in.

  My toes curl and a shudder runs down my spine.

  Straightening, he pushes my ass cheeks aside with his hands and brushes the head of his shaft over my puckered hole.

  My head reels with the strangeness of the sensations that course through me. Fear, need, lust, and above all, a primal instinct to show him I can match him step for step. I lean back and into him, so the backs of my thighs curve over his legs. My butt slots into his concave waist.

  “I can’t hold out anymore, Squirrel.” He nudges the tip of his shaft inside of me.

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  Zeus

  The throbbing head of my cock slides inside her puckered hole, and her walls clamp down on me. My balls harden.

  “So fucking tight," I growl, "you're driving me out of my mind with need.”

  She shudders, and the scent of her arousal deepens. That sugary smell rocks through me, and my dick pulses inside of her.

  I grit my teeth and hold on to her hips, wanting, needing to go slowly. “I don’t want to hurt you, Squirrel.” I pant.

  “You won’t.” She rocks her hips back, and I growl.

  “I didn’t give you permission to speak.”

  “So punish me, Alpha—”

  I nudge my shaft in just another millimeter and she gasps.

  Sweat beads my forehead and I try to slow down further. Not yet, not yet. The deep purr builds up from my center, rolling up and flowing over her.

  Her shoulders draw down, a moan dribbles from her lips. She relaxes her butt cheeks and I slip in all the way.

  Her tight walls close in on me, sucking me in.

  Heat flushes my skin, and the sheer pleasure of being so deep inside of her sweeps over me. The climax builds, tugging at my groin, and I know I need to slow down.

  I want her to enjoy this.

  Pulling her hips back, I bend over her, covering her back with my chest. Then slide my hand around her to play with the wet folds of her pussy. “You are dripping with need, so ready for me, my love.”

  A-n-d, the endearments pour out. Is that me? That overcome with emotions man who's found his mate, his world?

  It’s not in me to share my sentiments so openly.

  But with my dick balls deep inside of her ass, as I thrust my fingers into her weeping cunt, as the shock of it sweeps over her and she raises her arm to loop it around my neck, holding on to me as she moans, I know I’ll never meet anyone else like her.

  She is it for me.

  Why did it take me so long to realize that?

  This omega who came to kill me…who is killing me all over again, only it’s with her touch, her scent, her sweet core that pulses slick over my palm, while her back hole expands and I slip in, all the way in. So deep that the touch of her warmth jolts me to my center.

  The sensation is so intense, the need to hold her closer grips me.

  I raise my head, run my tongue over the nape of her neck.

  She shivers. Goosebumps pop over her skin. I sink my teeth into her shoulder, holding on.

  My balls draw up but I can’t come, not yet.

  I shove another finger into her pussy, and a third, hooking it inside her wet channel, hitting that bundle of nerves inside which I know will drive her crazy.

  She presses her shoulders back, pushes up her breasts, and screams. The climax sweeps over her and her body bucks.

  I pull out of her, then straighten.

  I hold her arms and raise them before swiveling her around to face me. I grasp her waist and swing her up.r />
  Her arms twist around my neck. Her head lolls on her neck. Pulses of the aftershock of her climax rock her shoulders.

  “Look at me, Lucy.”

  She cracks those heavy eyelids open.

  The black of her pupils has completely bled out into the green. She looks like she’s been sucker punched, like she’s high on me. It’s exactly how I want her to be. I aim to keep her addicted to me, by my side, where she has no choice but to keep coming back for more. A hit of me, a taste of me. I’ll keep feeding it to her, until she is so attached to me, that she’ll never want to leave.

  I raise her, then lower her onto my shaft. Her gaze widens, and color surges to her cheeks.

  “Zeus…” Her voice is slurred.

  “That’s me, Squirrel, your mate. The only alpha who’ll ever knot you and breed you. Only.” I slam into her pussy, all the way to the hilt. “Me.”

  Her entire body shakes. She holds my gaze, and the black in her eyes swirls; she’s feeling everything I am doing to her, and I can see its effect on her. It’s like nothing I have experienced before. This complete abandonment with which I want to take her. No one else has seen me stripped this bare. And I know then, I cannot deny her that last part of me.

  I open my heart, my soul, my very essence, and let all of it pulse down the mating bond to her.

  She gasps, the skin around her eyes tightening. “I love you.”

  I lower my forehead to hers. “I can’t live without you Lucy.”

  And isn’t that a fact?

  This need that courses through my veins, the emotion that blocks my throat, the way my chest tightens, my ribs ache, all of it points to only one thing—how much this omega has won me over. The thought of it is so freeing, a weight rolls off of my shoulders.

  Blood rushes to my groin. My shaft swells further, and my knot locks into place behind her pelvic bone. It feels so right, so fucking good, that I can’t hold back anymore. My butt clenches, my balls ache. The climax crashes over me. Streams of hot cum shoot out of me.