The Omega Game

Chapter 6

The Wolf

    I bathed myself in the blood of whoever stepped in my way. Right and left I clawed, teared apart and kicked the bodies on my path until I was standing right in front of Leukos' tent. I was still conscious enough to order a Beta soldier for food, water and supplies to take care of my Omega during her Heat. The Instinct to provide for her was ingrained in my blood. I only dared to step inside her tent when my arms were full of food to give her and water to quench her thirst.

    The smell of her Heat was like a sword slicing through my senses. Right after walking inside I felt myself starting my rut. It was as if a red curtain had fallen over my eyes and I could sense her basic needs. I’ve never bedded an Omega during her Heat but Alphas Instincts were to activate their rut to appease their mate’s needs. From then on I would be hard and ready to f**k, lick, kiss and finger my mate for however long she needed. I sniffed the air until I stopped in front of her nest. Leukos had built a beautiful nest. My Instinct was proud of her and I growled in satisfaction when I finally saw her emerge from the layers of cushions like a curious kitten.

    Gone was the princess of Laikos, the smart woman that had taunted me for months and had told me stories to teach me lessons. In her place was a s****l creature with long brown hair and eyes that were shining golden. Her forehead was peppered in sweat and her perfectly shaped body was flushed and feverish looking. She moaned long and deep and moved in fours as if she couldn’t walk properly in her state. I stayed still letting her come to me. My Instinct was bare for her and if provoked the Alpha inside of me would try to claim her savagely. 

    Leukos crowled her way until she was kneeling in front of me, staring into my eyes with those golden torches that were a magic of their own. Other Alphas had said that true Omega’s eyes changed colors during their Heats but I hadn’t believed them. Now I knew better. She tilted her head to one side and then another, her brown hair a cascade that covered her small breasts. She sniffed the air and frowned and then moved closer, sniffing the blood that covered my skin. I realized she was confused by the scents that were covering my skin. Growling in enragement I took off my shendyt and moved closer, so she could smell her Alpha. My Alpha scent hit her at once and Leukos mewed like a kitten, hugging herself to one of my legs and rubbing her face on my skin. Then she rubbed her pebbled n*****s against my knees and hungry started to lick my c**k with her tiny tongue.

    At the first contact between us my Instinct took control and like a beast I took her by her hair and pushed her closer to me. Happy to comply she finally opened her mouth and sucked me, making the sweet noises on her throat while she licked and sucked, and swirled her tiny tongue until I was coming all over her head and she was laughing, rubbing my come over her arms and neck as if she couldn’t have enough of my scent over her. I growled mad, furious even, and she whimpered retreating to her nest. It was a fight of Instincts, I realized only after it was too late. Our dynamics forced us to make the other come as fast as we could, but once we were done orgasming we grew mad at each other for finishing the mating. The cycle only grew in intensity, it never decreased. 

    I pushed Leukos down on fours and held her by the back of her neck. She thrashed and tried to claw me with her little hands, which only made me howl in appreciation to the roof of the tent. She was hissing when I finally entered her and then we both were growling over her furs. She was growling in pain and I was in ecstasy. By the Gods she was tight, too tight, almost as if she was…

    Leukos howled and I felt a resistance give in inside of her and then we were both covered in her maiden blood. It took me a moment to understand what had just happened through the fog of my rut. Untouched. She had been untouched. I lost all sense of consciousness right then. I remember biting her shoulder and rutting inside of her over the furs. I f****d her over and over, faster, faster, until she was coming and squeezing me inside of her with the heat of Hell itself. It was bliss. It was the place I expected to visit after dying in battle. With every ounce of pleasure I extracted from her I knew deep down that I was a doomed Alpha. There was simply not coming back from this perfection.

    I felt my c**k elongate until it covered the walls of her cunt, anchoring me to her and knotting her. I’d never knotted a woman before. Only Omegas could be knotted. And then I was coming, spilling my seed inside my mate until she whimpered in submission. And when she was finally satiated and scattered over my chest I felt my throat contract and expand in a new sound I’ve never done before. 

    I purred for her. I purred for my mate and she fell asleep happily  in my arms, resting her forehead against my throat so the vibrations of my purr could sooth her into a calming sleep.

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    My Instinct felt that something was wrong. I would bite her but she wouldn’t bite me back. So I would growl  and bark at her and my mate would only open her legs wider or rub herself against me. I adored her every move but she wouldn’t give me what I wanted. I didn’t even know what I wanted beyond knotting her over and over. But something was missing and my Instinct was anxious with need, a need that I couldn’t calm, no matter how many times I rutted her.

    There were no words spoken between us. No sense of time. I would fall asleep with her and then we would wake up through a wave of need that had no limits. My c**k would seek her entrance even in our sleep and then we would open our eyes and found ourselves already f*****g like animals on the floor. She was insatiable. My mate would jump over my back like a little monkey if I wasn’t looking at her. She would kiss me, over and over, covering every inch of my skin and then riding me so hard and so deep that I would explode like a young soldier coming for the very first time under a woman’s ministrations. 

    She would take whatever she wanted from me and would forget to eat and drink if I didn’t force her to replenish her strength. Even when she ate she had to feel me inside of her. She would ride me slowly. Slowly. Sliding her cunt up and down my c**k at the slowest rhythm possible and then would stop to have a bite of a fruit, only to ride my faster until I was on the verge of coming. And then the vixen would stop to lick the fruit I was offering her until I grew mad and pushed her on fours. Then I would f**k her so hard that her screams would rise over Maccana. She would come hard, forcing me to knot her deep and bite her until she was still and I felt my come entering her womb. Only then I released her from my bite. With time I realized she did that on purpose to get what she wanted. My smart Omega was dauntless even when she wasn’t conscious.

    Little by little she started to fall asleep for longer periods of time. She liked to feel me close when she was sleeping. Her hands were always searching for me in the middle of the night until she felt the vibration of my purr and then she relaxed. Her favorite way to sleep was on my right side and with a hand covering my c**k. It made me laugh at times the way she would start jerking my c**k even in sleep, unconsciously asking me to mate her again. 

    Leukos finally let me bathe her the night when I recovered my consciousness. I was washing her cunt and biting at her neck when I heard Talon’s whistle outside the tent. I had to shake my head a couple of times to remember my own name. Who I was. What was the name of my mate. Leukos. Leukos. Leukos. As if she knew I was thinking about her, the little Omega looked at me over her shoulder and smiled. Her long brown hair covered her back and slowly I pushed her hair away to touch her honeyed skin. 

    By the Gods she was beautiful. Unmarred skin, soft to the touch like silk. Small breasts that fitted perfectly inside of my hands. The scent of sweet fruits. The eyes of the bluest sky covered by the golden hue of her Heat. And that smile. That smile that was so innocent and untouched by death, and battle and blood. I wanted to chain her to this tent and never let her go from my sight. Her smile turned wicked and she turned around inside the tub, moving between my legs. Silently she crawled over my lap and kissed my neck making me close my eyes with wanting. I finally understood what was missing. 

    Her claiming bond. I needed her to bite me. But she didn’t. Leukos grabbed my c**k and guided it inside of her burning cunt and then she rode me hard. She f****d me hard. Harder than any woman had ever done. And when I was about to come she stopped and laughed, like an enchantress.

    I forced her out of the tub by her neck and threw her over the furs. I rut her with her legs around my shoulders, until she was coming and screaming, and howling. Just when her cunt squeezed me the hardest I let myself come, knotting her and purring for her until she was asleep over my chest. I waited until she was completely still and her breathing was stable to get out. I dressed in whatever was left of my shendyt and walked out of the tent.

    The first thing I noticed was that there weren’t any guards around the tent and that made me breathe easier. There were no other males around my mate. That calmed my Instinct. The moment I walked into the camp all my soldiers and the Alphas howled and growled at the sky in respect. It was the first time an Alpha mated an Omega in the Dark Desert. I’ve honored our ancestors and baptized a new age for the Alpha-Omega dynamic.  I growled back, still hating their male scents. My Instinct was screaming at my ears to go back and defend my mate from the scent of those other males but reason pushed forward and I walked all the way to my tent in the middle of the camp.

    Talon was seating at my war table when I entered the tent. I growled at him. My war brother pushed his hands up and walked away, far from the wind entering the tent so I couldn’t smell his Alpha scent. If he dared to move closer I would attack him to death, my Instinct didn’t care if he was like a brother to me or not. His scent was the one from an Alpha, a possible adversary, the same one I needed to keep away from my Omega. My unclaimed mate. It took me several tries to calm my Instinct until I was able to talk.

    “How long have I been rutting?” I asked, my voice foreign to my own ears after emitting only noises like an animal for so long.

    “Two f*****g long weeks brother,” said Talon, surprising me.

    “Two weeks?” it had really been such a short time since I’d taken my Omega for the first time? And then again, how could I have lived without her for so long? I’d already missed her. I was already desperate to go back to her. Two weeks and I wanted nothing more but my Omega at my side. Talon smirked knowingly and shook his head at me.

    “I’ve heard the elders talking. They say a true Omega Heat usually doesn’t last longer than a couple of days. Such a strong Heat must mean she is very fertile,” Talon smiled and wiggled his eyebrows at me, “you are a very f*****g, lucky, Alpha my friend.”

    Fertile. Yes, she sure had the endurance to procure me strong heirs. If only she would start the claiming bond. But no. She wouldn’t. I knew my mate. She would not claim me until she had a piece of myself. I growled and tore apart the war table until all that remained of it were pieces of wood at my feet. Talon remained quiet by the back of the tent, where I couldn’t smell him.

    “Fix this,” I barked at him and walked away, back to my stubborn mate.