Guess Who~

You didn’t think they’d make it so far inland, but you live on a river, a small settlement, or perhaps a big city. There was no warning before the bells rang out in warning, that they were here to steal, plunder, and claim everything they wanted. Your Alpha and Omega parents were the leaders of the community, perhaps the village chieftains, or the local earl, or maybe you’re the prince(n) of the whole kingdom.

When it was clear there was no way to win against them, your parents surrendered, inviting the raiding party’s leader into the lawhouse, or the palace.

That was when you saw me for the first time. I was bloody, wearing furs of animals for warmth, a feral smile on my face. This was the first time you’d seen a wolfblooded barbarian, but you’d heard all about our ability to shift into the form of a foul, unholy beast, more wolf than man, more powerful when the moon shines full. And my eyes fixed on you, cowering in the corner of the room, hoping to be unnoticed. When our eyes met, I licked my bloodied lips, and you look away, cheeks burning red, unsure of the feeling sinking into your stomach.

They ask what I want, in order to leave them in peace, and not return. They’re willing to offer anything, because too much blood has been shed already, and they only want peace. They shouldn’t have done that.

I list my demands. I want gold, silver, and you. They’re frozen, as are you. You don’t know why I want you, all you know is that the hunger in my eyes strikes fear into you, reminding you of rumours of cannibalism from my people. Surely not? You can feel a pull to me, a bone deep attraction, stronger than the fear.

With a shaky voice, your parents agree to me having you if it means we will stop attacking. You feel yourself moving towards me, only half aware of what you’re doing. You look up at me, so plucky and brave in the face of what could be death. I assess you, my head moving this way and that way, taking in your sweet Omegan scent. You growl, not wanting to let me think you’re a victim in this. I laugh, and press a searing kiss to your lips. You feel yourself respond instinctively, pressing hungrily into my lips, gripping the furs around my shoulders. You didn’t know you had it in you, this fire. You’d been raised to be meek and docile, but you know I don’t want that.

As I break our first kiss, I growl back at you gently. Your parents know they’ve lost you, and cannot bear to look at you now your lips are kiss swollen.

You’re mine.

I take you back to the ship, snarling at any Alpha in my crew that tries to touch you. They understand then, what you will mean to me in the long run. You see then, that there are wolfblooded Omegas in my raiding party, they have a feral look to them, just like the Betas and Alphas, and it’s… surprising. You hadn’t thought it possible that some would be willingly part of this.

When I guide you to the end of the longboat, you find a half-built nest for you to lie in, soft sheepskin and bearskin lining the otherwise cold, damp ship. As the gold and silver is loaded up, you realise you will never see your parents again. You’ll never see this settlement again.

You’ll be mine forever.

The voyage back to my homeland is long, and you keep waiting for me to touch you, but instead I watch you, whenever I’m not rowing, or preparing food, I don’t lay a hand on you. I don’t steal a single kiss, and keep a respectable distance. This isn’t like the wolfblooded stories you’d heard. You’d heard we force ourselves on Omegas however often we please.

Even when you wake up with a slick cunt and a burning heat running through you, I don’t touch you, I just sit as a sentinel in front of you, just out of reach as you ride out the hormonal overload, protecting you from anyone who may want to touch you. One of the Omegas in my crew helps you, he gives you a tea that lessens the symptoms. As your mind becomes clearer, and the sun sinks below the sea, you find yourself able to voice a question.

“Why?” You ask me, having been expecting a knot forced into your pretty, perfect cunt by now. “Why do you do all of this?”

“When my clan’s Omega princess was taken by your people against her will, we promised to set out to take what we considered equal pay. Many princes and princesses were taken from other settlements too, so we now have what we consider repayment.” I tell you, my voice rough, from the sea air and speaking your language, something I had to learn.

“I…We didn’t know. I swear, if we’d known we would have put a stop to it.”

“No, you might have, but those in power wouldn’t have. Our Omegas are beautiful, prized beauties even in our own communities. They were trophies for your people. And now I’ll take you, and make you my mate. And breed you with my pups, making more princes and princesses to replace those taken.”

“Why me?” You ask softly, reaching out to take hold of the edge of my tunic.

“You were always meant to be mine. I could feel the pull once we reached this land. I could feel there was a moon-given mate waiting for me. And here you are. I won’t touch you until you are ready for me to, and when you are ready, I will knot you so deeply that you will be undeniably mine for all of time.”

Your cheeks flushed, cunt clenching down at my words. Your heat wasn’t entirely gone. I smile, knowing what that scent meant.

“You…You may touch me. No knotting though.” You murmur.

I grin, watching as you shimmy your shirt up, and your trousers down, exposing your slick, perfect cunt. I come closer to you now, looming over your smaller body, pressing a finger into your previously untouched cunt, growling at how deliciously wet and hot you felt, and your arms wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me closer. We kiss hungrily, while I keep fingerfucking you. I won’t do more, because I don’t trust myself not to breed you here, when I would rather breed you on a proper nest, or in front of my entire village.

Your moans and whimpers have some of the bonded pairs of Alphas and Omegas rutting into one another on the ship in the night, sounds of pleasure lost in your ears as all you can hear is my grunts and growls, all you can feel is my fingers fucking you, thumb rubbing at your clit, chasing your pleasure as much as I can. When you cum, you muffle your scream against my chest, and I press a kiss to the top of your head.

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I need to suck him off till he’s gasping and cumming all over my face. I want to lick and kiss his puffy boycunt, maybe slip in a finger or two. Or three. Or four. Fuck it the whole damn hand maybe.

Or I could leave the thumb out and play with his tcock while I finger fuck him. I want to watch his face as I toy with him, his twitches as I go deeper.

Fucking him over and over again even while he’s cumming. Making sure I fuck him through his orgasms, even after it. Gently over stimming him, licking his tears stained cheeks.

I need to open his legs and fuck him nice and good. I need to make sure that I pump him full of my cum. Watching my cock slide in and the bulge of his stomach as I enter.

I need to make sure that he cries out my name over and over again until they’re just barely syllables. I want to fuck him into the bed till he’s just limp from being fucked stupid.

I want him to sob as I mark him. I want to have him suck my own cock, thrusting into his face over and over again as he chokes on my cock.

Wanna kiss on his bulge and mouth at it over his underwear cause my poor angel is so needy :(( n it’s not my fault he’s so cute worked up for me when I’m getting his big tcock warm n wet with my mouth, tell him gently how I love to see how he sticks to his pretty panties and how his pussy is mine so I’m gonna take my time making him feel good n play with his boycunt n tcock like I want. Remind him how good of a boy he is for me n make sure he’s cumming in my mouth until he’s shaking n had enough and then lay him down soft n ask if his pretty cock wants to feel how messy I am for him <3333

Pet him so soft afterwards n hold him close while he’s cozy n warm and tell him how good he did for me n how he’s just my perfect angel

oh, i desire to mark and claim you with my teeth and cum so terribly, pet…

absolutely treacherous that i’m not holding a tboy by his soft hips and fucking him stupid on my cock so that all he can do is moan and whimper and babble and then let me flip him over so i can clean up the mess i made of his boycunt