The Omega's Revolt (completed)

Act 1 - Gold Mine

Warning: chapter contains mature content of a s****l nature

            “Does that feel good, Alpha?” Orphelin whispered seductively as her fingers kneaded Jesse’s temples with care while she straddled him. 

            Two Omegas were massaging Jesse’s feet while another worked hard on the knots in his shoulders. The recent troubles brought on by the Werewolf Council’s downfall and the opportunistic moves made by the Smith Clan had caused Jesse many sleepless nights. 

            For two centuries, their pack had thrived on the illegal sale of Tiger’s Eye from their mines to werewolves who needed a weapon against witches. With the supply of captured witches from the werewolf council, they were able to also profit from the slave trade, trafficking witches to the highest bidder. 

            However, being high up in the mountains in Arizona also meant that they lacked contacts and the resources to bring their goods to market, which was where the Smith Clan came in. The Smiths were a large mafia clan with Irish roots and had triumphed over many other local gangs in Boston in the 19th century before extending their influence southwards, until almost the entire East Coast was in their pocket. 

            One had goods to sell while the other had the means to sell it, and that was how the marriage of convenience was formed 200 years ago. It was an easy alliance since there was no conflict of interest between the two, until the recent opportunistic moves on the part of the Smith Clan to relegate his pack to a junior partner in their alliance. 

            Moreover, with the fall of the Werewolf Council, their supply of witches for trafficking essentially dried up and the only source of income remaining for the pack was the illegal sale of Tiger’s Eye. Jesse knew that if he didn’t figure out a solution soon, their pack would soon face financial ruin. 

            Intimidating and punishing his Luna in the past few weeks had done nothing but given him some sort of twisted satisfaction. He knew full well that the Smith Skipper didn’t give a damn about the women that he had sent over, none of them ever did. To the Smith Skippers, the women sent over, be they daughters, nieces or other female relatives, were just expendable chess pieces in a game. 

            This was the only reason why he didn’t bother throwing his Luna into the dungeons or even physically hurting her. It was useless and useless things did not deserve his attention. Instead, he had confined her to her quarters and chained the two Omegas who had been serving her for a few weeks to the punishment block right beneath her bedroom windows. 

            He wanted her to understand that within their pack, only he had the power to protect or destroy someone, including anyone she favored. He wanted her to watch the two Omegas suffer from the burns of the silver chains around their limbs and the silver collar on their necks, and eventually die from exposure. Let it be a lesson to everyone in his pack, who placed their loyalty in the wrong place. 

            While his Luna repented, Jesse knew that there was only one quick way for his pack out of financial ruin, his Beta. Not only was Ophiuchus a fearsome warrior, he also came from a wealthy family. The mother of Ophiuchus and Orphelin was the daughter of an Alpha from Wickenburg and after her marriage, she had brought with her one of the largest active gold mines in the country. 

            Unfortunately for Jesse, the gold mines were private property of the Beta family and the only way that he could tap into this source of wealth was through personal ties with the Beta family. It was for this sole reason that Jesse had started to visit Orphelin more frequently again, going so far as to spend the night with his Pallăca nearly every other night, something that he had never done before. 

            The seductive whisper of his Pallăca was beginning to get on his nerves after hearing it every other night, and frustration was brewing in his heart at the Beta siblings’ silence on helping the pack to tide over this crisis with their own wealth. Knowing that he had no other choice but to spend another night with the oblivious Pallăca, Jesse decided it was time to give the siblings an ultimatum. 

            “Strip, all of you,” he ordered in an almost bored voice. 

            Without hesitation, the three Omegas did as they were told, like the many times their mistress had ordered them to serve Jesse in bed together with her. A coy smile spread across Orphelin’s face but the fleeting glint of fury in her lilac eyes didn’t go unnoticed by Jesse. 

            Even though Orphelin herself frequently used her Omega servants to spice things up in bed to keep Jesse coming back to her, her obsession with Jesse being in love with her only drove her mad with jealousy. She hated that her body alone was not enough for Jesse, yet, having lived for over a century, she knew that keeping Jesse by her side was more important than any petty notions of being his only woman. 

            Four naked she-wolves stood before Jesse and despite his feelings towards Orphelin, he couldn’t stop the way his body was reacting to the sensual curves in front of him. The three Omegas sauntered over and began to undress him while Orphelin got down onto her knees, ready to take his member into her mouth the moment he was freed. 

            Jesse smirked at the eagerness of his Pallăca to please him but he had other plans in mind. Tonight, he was going to secure the gold that he needed to save his pack from financial ruin. 

            “Lie on your back on the bed, Orphelin,” he commanded, smiling in satisfaction at the surprised and joyful smile on his Pallăca’s face. 

            As soon as Orphelin was on the bed, Jesse gave his orders to the Omegas in a low voice before climbing onto the bed and grabbing Orphelin towards him by the hips. 

            “It’s all about you tonight, my love,” Jesse whispered softly, his warm breath caressing Orphelin’s glistening entrance. 

            A sharp gasp escaped her as Jesse slowly drew circles around her entrance with his tongue while two Omegas sucked and bit her nippIes. The third Omega caressed her face and kissed her passionately until their tongues were dancing in harmony, drowning out all of Orphelin’s moans as Jesse’s tongue began thrusting into her wet core. 

            A tightness began building up in Orphelin’s belly as the sensation of being kissed, fondled and sücked on all over her body threatened to push her over the edge. Never in all the decades with Jesse had she experienced such an all-consuming pleasure, and never in all of their decades together had she felt so treasured and loved by him as tonight. 

            For the first time, her pleasure and her needs were the only things that mattered. For the first time, he was pleasing her with their servants and not the other way round. 

            A loud scream left her as she felt herself reaching the peak of pleasure and as her body trembled and shook from the intense örgasm, a pair of strong arms lifted her up before gently laying her down on her Omega servant, who was now lying in her place. 

            “Relax, my love,” Jesse whispered into her ears and in the next moment, a cold, wet rod entered her, sending shivers down her spine. The Omega beneath Orphelin kissed her belly while thrusting the lubricated dildo into her wet entrance. 

            A cold gel fell between her buttocks and Orphelin shivered once again as a finger explored her virgin backdoor. It felt so strange and forbidden, but also so right and good that she wondered for a second, why they had never done this before. 

            Suddenly, two fingers began scissoring her c**t, catapulting her into another high and just as a loud moan escaped her, a hardness thrusted gently into her backdoor until she was completely filled. 

            “Scream for me, my love,” Jesse grunted as he began thrusting harder into Orphelin while the Omegas continued their pleasurable assault on the Pallăca’s body. As if on cue, Orphelin could feel her entire body begin to fall off a higher peak as pure pleasure pulsated through her lower body. 

            “Alpha, please..please..oh please,” Orphelie slurred as her mind went into a haze and she wasn’t sure if she wanted Jesse and the Omega beneath her to stop thrusting into her as she rode out the most intense örgasm that she had ever had. Her body no longer felt like hers and her heart swelled with love for the man who had brought her so much pleasure. 

            “Please what, my love?” Jesse taunted as he wrapped his arms tightly around Orphelin’s limp body, propping her up as he continued pumping into her. 

            “Please..I need-”

            “You want more, my love? You want more of me, my love?” 

            “Yes, Alpha, yes!” 

            “Give me the keys to your family’s mine, Orphelin and I’d have more to give you every night,” Jesse panted as his thrusts began sloppy and a surge of pleasure shot through his body, sending his release into Orphelin even as her walls clamped down on him once again. 

            Her body was completely spent when she heard Jesse’s demands and the blossoming ecstasy in her heart began to wither as she came down from her high. A dull sadness washed over her even as the Omegas left her bed, leaving her in the arms of the only man that she has ever loved. 

            In the end, she was the only one in love but like all hearts drunk with love, Orphelin was willing to do anything necessary to hold on to the obsession within her heart. 

            “I’ll speak with my brother tomorrow, Alpha,” she whispered into his chest as her eyelids began to droop, her body and heart exhausted from tonight’s events.