Flip surprised you with a vacation, nothing major just 4 days away from Colorado Springs in some town near Denver. He wanted to get away, enjoy the nightlife that wasn’t limited to the town yall have made your home in. He loves this, treating you the way you deserve to. Seeing you in your element is nothing to worry about. Social and free. But with that comes the way what feels like to Flip every Alpha’s eyes follow you. They track you when you’re out shopping, he’s caught people stopping in their tracks to scent you and he hates it.

But you’ve got him in a bar, he’s sipping a beer and watching you dance not too far from him, putting on his own personal show. A man a ways down the bar is also watching you but he doesn’t pay him any mind as you shimmy up to Flip, running your hands up his chest and pulling him down by his collar for a kiss. You’ve worked up a sweat and it makes you smell that much better to him. He’s fighting a hard on while you order a drink and catch your breath. He’s listening to you talk about what you want to do for the rest of the night and that’s when he finally clocks the other guy. He’s got his hand thrown over your shoulder, not caring that Flip is right there. Not caring that your fuckin’ mate is right there with him. You freeze, scrunching your nose at the acrid scent of the stranger who’s too dumb to see you’re taken.

You can feel the aggression beat off of Flip, how the guy doesn’t realize how much trouble he’s in is beyond you. The whole bar is silent, watching as this Alpha fights for his mate. Watching on edge as Flip’s chest puffs and how he stands to his full height. The other guy finally sees what's going on and removes his arm. Apologizing profusely. Flip doesn’t wait, hits him square in the face. His nose starts to bleed and before he has the chance to back up. Flip grabs the back of his head and slams it on the edge of the bar. You can hear the sickening crunch of his cartilage breaking. Before you even have time to wince, Flip is picking you up, slinging you over his shoulder, adrenaline high and bellows out to the rest of the bar that is still stock still. "If any of you fucking brain-dead Alpha FUCKS even think about touching my mate again I won't hesitate to kill you."

He’s carrying you back out to the truck before you can protest, the whole display working you up, making you weak in the knees and making your cunt drip fast for him. Flip hauls you into the truck, cramming himself on top of you. The door isn't even shut the whole way before he’s undoing his belt with one hand and working your soaked panties off with the other.

“Fucking, inbreed. Idiots. Think they can touch you.” He’s furious as he shoves 2 thick fingers into you, realizing how easy, how slick your cunt is. He looks up at you, hair falling in his eyes, feral. “You got off on that didn’t ya ‘mega?” He’s stretching you out, getting you ready for his cock as he strokes himself, you’re mewling underneath him nodding and lust crazed. Needing his knot as soon as possible. He slips his fingers out of you and cleans them, you reach for his hand, the one he punched the guy with, he watches as you lick the blood off his knuckles. He moans as you do. You make a face once it hits your tongue and spit it out, right onto the floor of the truck. Flip tutts, unamused.

“Filthy fuckin’ omega. No manners, spit in my truck.” He’s tapping your clit with the leaking tip of his cock as he taunts you. You’re writhing underneath him, you’re nowhere near your heat but with the way he’s worked you up it feels just like it. You’re babbling begging for him to fuck you. He issues a command, deep from his chest ‘open’ and you do, drop your legs and relax for him as well as your mouth. As you relax for him he bottoms out, you moan nearly purring for him as he sets a rough pace. Before you can snap your mouth shut he spits right onto your tongue. He clamps his hand over your mouth, watching intently as you swallow and as he makes your tits bounce. His hand moves from your mouth down to your top, ripping it open so he can see, feel, smell more of you. He leans over you, needing to be close before he bites down on your gland. He groans as the taste of you fills his mouth, he ruts faster needing to knot you even more now. He sucks and sucks and sucks as your blood fills his mouth and your scent drowns out anything else that dares to linger. He pulls back, mouthful of your blood before he’s shoving his tongue into your mouth.

This feels like heaven. Flip is still fucking into you hard and fast, all the windows of the truck are fogged up and the cabin is rocking with the way he’s fucking you. You don’t even remember that the door isn't shut all the way. He breaks the kiss and goes to move back to your mark, your bond but you pull him back by his hair. You’re craning your neck up up up to meet where his shoulder and neck meet and sink your sharp little teeth into his gland, not nearly as deep as Flip did to you but still enough to draw blood.

“Fuckin hell. You want my pups don't ya? Want me to fuck you full and get you pregnant for everyone to see huh?” Flip can feel his knot pulse as you nod your head.