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You scoffed at the warning perched at the tree line, the sign rusted and peeling but the message still visible: BEWARE: WEREWOLF BREEDING GROUNDS. Werewolves don’t exist! They’re just fictional! Not possible for humans to develop wolf-like characteristics or behaviors—maybe some do, but no way! You rolled your eyes and ignored the sign, treading into the dark, quiet forest.

An unfamiliar warmth and thrill filled your body, particularly your lower region. Maybe it’s because you have a way of getting home early!

“You really shouldn’t be at the forest at night, unless you want something to snatch you up and eat you.” The man grunted, teeth gritting against each other, snarling and growling like beast—a feral werewolf. Your moans and whimpers filled the silent night as you held onto the tree for dear life, nails digging into the thick tree bark.

It was going smooth, nothing until you ran into another man—he was completely naked except for a single piece of cloth wrapped around his waist, but it nothing to hide the massive erection, and my god was it huge. That was the first thing you noticed but you felt his shining, sharp golden eyes boring into your being, examining and sizing you up. A growl echoed from his throat.

His physique was strong and lean, hard edges and divots on his sculpted stomach that tapered to a shape v-line. Toned muscles and pectorals then you noticed the characteristics: wolf tail and ears, sharp claws and teeth, and at the base of his massive dick, a knot.

And that’s how you got in your current position.

Your mind was turning into mush and your body trembled with each thrust. Every nerve was being struck, the massive, thick dick splitting you—reaching depths and you swore that there was a stomach bulge! This was crazy, beyond anything you could imagine! But you were enjoying it, your dick flopping in the air and leaking beads of precum. Your breeding partner was enjoying his time too, nearly collapsing onto your body—his huffing and puffing against your ear and the occasional growl as he humped you.

“Mate.” The man growled, baring his teeth and grazing it against your nape and shoulders. “Breed.” He continued grunting one-liners, his thrust was becoming sloppy and you could feel the knot expanding against your rim—ready to split your already stretched hole!

With a few more thrusts, Valko delivered the final thrust, pushing his knot into your ass and puncturing your skin with his canines as wades of cum squirted from his tip, painting and filling your hole to the brim with his thick seed. Moans and cries of ecstasy slipped through your lips as your dick spurted its load onto the ground, covering the grass and leaves underneath.

The sounds of skin clapping and moans fell to deaths ears. The exception was soft panting and kisses being doted against the open wound.

“Was I too rough? I got lost, I didn’t mean to… come on, gonna get you home.” Valko says, the feral growls and words replaced by tender words and touch. He might’ve gone overboard, biting you wasn’t apart of the plan! Shit, this wasn’t supposed to happen. It wasn’t much blood, but it flowed through the small holes rapidly.

“No, was just perfect…”

A/n —hello, my strawberry patch and the newly added seeds, hope this was good! Maybe I could’ve added more, but mind is running on fumes rn.

“Why are priests allowed to drink?” You asked, looking up at Varin with a tinge of nostalgia; after all, you had met in a tavern just like this one.

Varin let out a chuckle, perhaps a bit louder than he intended. “They’re not.”

You smiled, the little haze in his eyes a bit more endearing than it should’ve been. “Why’s that? Too distracting?”

“Mmm…” he paused to try and remember; it had been quite some time since he followed the traditional restrictions of the priesthood. “Something about restraint, I think.”

You raised an eyebrow, struggling to hear him as the music grew louder; a violinist had gathered a crowd. “Restraint? What do you mean by that?”

“Well, you know…” he shrugged, leaning against the wall with a grin on his face.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “No, I don’t. That’s why I’m asking you.”

“It’s…it’s like…” he grinned, his cheeks flushed. Despite being your mate for years, he acted like a giggly schoolboy explaining a dirty joke. “Like…control.”

“Control?”

“Mm…” he nodded. “Like…to maintain a Godly presence, to…um…I don’t know. Something about poise and presentation and whatever, I think.”

It was rare to see him speak so casually, the smile on your face wider and wider. You stared into his eyes, his gaze one of clear admiration despite his mumbling. “With how we met, I worried you’d be an angry drunk.” You reached up and tapped his nose. “But you’re adorable.”

“Angry? Me? Never,” he teased. “But you’re right, I should probably slow down,” he sighed. “I just like being around people. It’s exciting! I like music, and dancing, and…and I like spending time with you. So I’m glad you were up for this.”

You set your drink down, leaning close enough to smell the alcohol on his breath. “Dance with me, then.”

There was barely anything graceful about a tavern dance, yet you savored it all the same, your chest pressing against his. It didn’t matter how long you had known him, how long it had been since he bit you, how many children you had. In that moment, it felt as if you were falling in love with him all over again.

A lull in the music led to you wandering off to get another drink. You offered to bring Varin one too, but he abstained, still cautious as not to overdo it.

You approached the counter, ordering another drink. As you stood there waiting, you didn’t even notice the man beside you, looking you up and down.

You quickly remembered why you didn’t like going out.

“I didn’t know roses were still blooming this time of year,” said the man beside you, his words ever so slightly slurring together.

For a second, you didn’t even register that he was talking to you, assuming there might’ve been someone beside you. You fiddled with your coin purse, just so the money would already be on the table for the busy bartender.

“Here, let me buy you a drink,” the man beside you placed his hand over yours.

You pulled your hand away at a remarkable speed, immediately narrowing your brow. “Fuck off,” you spat without a second thought. It wasn’t the first time an alpha had come onto you in a public place, and you were sure it wouldn’t be the last.

“Ah, the rose has thorns,” the man was undeterred, somehow unable to sense you had been claimed. Maybe it was the fact your outfit covered your neck. Maybe it was the myriad of smells all mixing together. The most likely answer, however, was that the man simply didn’t care.

“But you know,” the stranger continued on. “That’s alright with me. I like a bit of a challenge.”

“And I like when idiots leave me alone. Now leave me alone, before I ensure your bloodline ends with you.”

“Whoa!” The man playfully laughed, holding his hands up as if surrendering. “What a charming young man you are. You know, you-”

“I’m sorry, is there a problem?”

You felt a calming presence as a hand rested on your shoulder. Behind you was Varin, wearing an uneasy smile; a smile you knew was only a mask for rage.

The man let out another nervous laugh. “No. No, not at all, I-”

“Because it sounded like you were giving my mate an awful lot of trouble.” Despite the warm expression, his slow, low tone sent a chill down your spine—if it were directed at you, you’d be terrified. Yet directed in defense of you…it was honestly a bit arousing.

Oh, he’s pissed.

“Oh, come on friend,” the man continued. “It was just a bit of fun! It’s impossible to tell with everyone in here, no harm in-”

Varin grabbed the man by the collar, yanking him to his feet. “See those?” He nodded towards some of the mounted animal heads on the wall. “Keep talking, and I guarantee he could turn you into one of those within a minute.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” the man stuttered, trying to pull away but Varin’s grip was stronger. “By the Gods, I get it, just let go of me!”

Varin didn’t budge. “You don’t need to apologize to me. Apologize to him.”

You watched as the man floundered out a pathetic apology to you, Varin holding him like he was a pathetic dog. Never before had you seen a man so humiliated for talking down to you.

This is fantastic.

Varin grabbed you by the hand, clearly still irate as he led you out. You simply looked back at the man and smiled, letting Varin take you wherever he wanted.

He led you into the night air, the sounds of the tavern quickly turning into a muffled collection of noise. “I’m sorry,” he sighed, grabbing your other hand. “Are you alright?”

“I’m perfect, actually. Thank you for asking,” you beamed; something about the way he had gotten so angry for you, so possessive and jealous…it was a feeling you didn’t mind reveling in.

“I know you’re capable of handling yourself," Varin continued, "but I just-I couldn’t stand-”

You yanked him closer, his body pressed against yours as his eyes widened in shock. “I liked seeing you get angry,” you whispered, your breath warm against Varin’s face. “In fact,” you pulled him even closer, your hard cock obvious even underneath your clothes as you leaned against him. “I really liked it.”

For a moment, Varin paused, unsure of how to respond. Then, the warm smile you were used to crept upon his face; only this time, there was just a slight hint of delinquency. He wrapped his arms around your waist. “Really? Is that so?”

“Mmhmm.”

He leaned in and kissed you, kissing you with little care if anyone saw. You shuffled towards the alleyway beside the tavern, adrenaline giving you ideas that went far beyond kissing him.

He undid your belt, holding your cock in his hand as he kissed your neck. “You liked seeing me jealous, didn’t you?”

You let out a quiet moan, struggling to keep your hands steady as you undressed him. “Yes,” you blurt out, cut off by a moan as Varin started to jerk you off.

“Is that why you’re all hot and bothered?” Varin rubbed his thumb against the tip of your cock. “Because you want me to take you right here? Claim you where anyone could see?”

You kissed him back once more, nodding your head. “Please,” you begged, your voice already barely more than a rasp. “Please fuck me,” you stammered, your pussy wet. Your heat still wasn’t supposed to come for a week, yet you had no problem getting aroused between your legs.

He let go, taking another look at you. “Turn around, spread your legs.”

You did as you were told, pulling your pants down and presenting your cunt to him. He got on his knees, spreading your ass and eagerly devouring your pussy as you leaned against the wall. “Look how wet you are,” he mumbled. “Tell me,” he said between licks, paying special attention to your clit. “Who does your cunt belong to?”

Never before had you heard him speak of you with such vulgarity, but his words were music to your ears. You struggled to stay upright as he touched you. “It-it belongs to you,” you sputtered, doing your best to stay quiet.

“That’s right,” he stood back up, planting kisses all over the bite mark that claimed you as his. You felt the head of his cock pressing against your cunt as he gripped at your sides. “Fuck,” he moaned, slowly pushing inside you.

He took his time, ensuring you’d feel every inch. He wrapped his hand around your cock once more, leaning closer but refraining from moving. “I think it’s high time I put another baby in you.”

His breath was warm against your ear. You bit your lip, feeling your body react to the thought, but staying quiet.

“You like that idea, don’t you? I can feel it.” He moved slowly, in no rush at all as he slid his cock in and out of you. He ran a hand up your stomach, “you’re supposed to be in heat soon anyway, isn’t that right?”

You nodded helplessly, pussy dripping around his cock. “Y-Yes, I-” your thoughts were interrupted by Varin starting to move, a moan falling from your lips.

“Good,” he leaned forward to kiss your neck once more. “Because I’ve made my decision,” he started to move faster, feeling his tip hit your g-spot with every stroke. “I need everyone to know you’re mine. Everyone to know who this cunt belongs to.”

He moved even faster, moaning into your neck. He pulled out, cock throbbing. “I need to see you, turn around.”

As soon as you did, his lips were on yours, hands trailing under your shirt to play with your nipples. You wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands moving to grab your ass.

“Hold onto me.”

You paused, taken aback as you let out a nervous laugh. “What?”

Before you could question him, Varin lifted you into his arms, lifting you up off the ground as you instinctively wrapped your legs around him.

Was he always this strong? Before you could question further, your entire body weight was slammed back down onto his cock, his hands gripping your ass tightly to keep you steady.

The thrill was undeniable; the cold, night air on your skin, the hum of patrons inside, the knowledge that anyone could catch you as you bounced on his cock. You struggled to keep your moans quiet, kissing him to keep your mouth occupied.

Varin quietly moaned your name between kisses, his cock twitching inside you. You tightened against him, everything quickly becoming overwhelming. You didn’t care who saw you, who heard you. You just let yourself succumb to pleasure, cumming all over Varin’s cock.

The feeling of you cumming made it impossible for Varin to hold back. He held you down on his cock, cumming deep inside you as his lips locked with yours.

It was only when you pulled away did you realize how insane the situation was. He gently set you down, both of you speechless as you stared back at each other.

“We…” Varin started, letting out a nervous laugh as he looked around. “We should probably get out of here.”

You smiled, trailing a hand down his chest. “Or…we could go back in there, get a room for the night, and go for another round. Or two.”

He caressed your cheek, pulling you in for another kiss. “I like the way you think.”

Absolute sluts. Love that for them.

I was gonna say Varin probably has a crazy breeding kink and then I was like “every character here has a breeding kink dipshit it came free with ‘being in an Omegaverse setting’”

But I think he genuinely really liked seeing reader pregnant. I think it was established that he thought he was incredibly sexy the entire time, so naturally he’d want that again! And claiming you/knocking you up in public? Sign me the fuck up.

I hope you liked it!! I’m usually not great at writing jealous type stuff, but I did my best! Thank you for reading :3