The Rise Of The Discarded Omega

Chapter 4: Drugged

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“Let’s talk privately,” I said. “I have something very important to tell you.”

He studied my face for a long moment, skepticism written plainly across his features. “Mmh?” he hummed.

Without waiting for another word, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me along. I barely had time to steady myself before he pushed open one of the nearby rooms and ushered me inside.

The door shut behind us.

“Go on,” he said coolly. “You’d better give me a very good reason.”

I took a deep breath. I contemplated telling him that I had been reborn, and I knew certain key events of the past, but I didn’t know how believable that would sound to him.

“I have the ability to see glimpses of the future.”

The words tasted strange on my tongue. It was a blatant lie, but I didn’t care. His expression didn’t change.

“I can help you become the Alpha King,” I continued evenly. “In exchange, I want you to make me second only to you.”

Silence stretched between us. I was waiting for him to question my bloodline, maybe make some jokes about how an omega couldn’t possibly possess such power but instead he let out a low scoff. “You want to become my Luna?”

“Yes,” I said, meeting his gaze without flinching.

He laughed, shaking his head.

“I’ve seen many women throw themselves at me,” he said. “But this is the first time someone has come up with something this ridiculous.”

“I can prove it,” I replied.

That caught his attention. “In about ten hours,” I said slowly, choosing each word carefully, “this door will be opened. And you will be framed for rape.”

His eyes darkened. I could feel the temperature of the room drop.

“It will destroy your reputation,” I continued. “And make it much harder for you to become the next Alpha king.”

“And if this doesn’t happen in ten hours?” he asked.

“Then kill me for daring to waste your time,” I said.

I lowered my head and bowed.

I didn’t hesitate, I was willing to risk everything for a better life for myself, and for my little brother.

Besides, there was no way it wouldn’t happen.

I remembered how big the scandal had been back then. How his name had been dragged through the mud overnight.

“Alright then,” he said slowly.

Then he stopped, his brows furrowed.

I watched as he adjusted his collar, his movements suddenly stiff.

“…Why do I feel so hot?” he muttered.

A strange warmth had already begun to spread through me, slow and insistent, settling low in my body. I shifted slightly, suddenly uncomfortable, suddenly far too aware of how close he was standing.

My gaze moved around the room, landing on the thin stick burning quietly in the corner, smoke moving around into the air.

My stomach dropped. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stay grounded.

Right… I remembered now.

How could I forget? He had been drugged that night.

My heart was in my throat, blood pounding in my veins as we locked gazes.

“You..” He rasped, nostrils flaring. “What's going on?” He looked very dazed.

But he stumbled closer towards me. Like something was controlling him.

And I couldn't move away. I didn't even want to move away. My feet remained rooted to the spot as he came to stand before me, towering over me while looking down at me with an intensity that sent goosebumps scattering across my skin.

“What are you.. ” I croaked, the words dying in my throat as something twisted in my stomach, stripping me of the ability to talk. To even think.

For some reason, I started noticing his features even more, his very attractive high cheekbones. And those striking violet eyes. His lips pursed together like he was holding himself back from doing something utterly stupidㅡ

Suddenly, his hand shot out and wrapped around my throat, making me gasp as he backed me up against the wall, eyes blazing.

“Jesse…” the words were barely out of my lips before his lips smashed against mine.

My eyes widened and my vision swarmed, confusion clouding my thoughts for a second before I groaned into the kiss before melting into his arms, lips moving against his with a reverence I wasn't sure I could decipher.

My n*****s pebbled fast under my shirt, the friction almost painful as I rubbed against him, eager for any form of contact.

His hands were everywhere, sliding up my hips, gripping my waist and threading into my hair, pulling at the strands hard.

A whimper escaped me, the sound swallowed by his lips as his tongue swept into my mouth, claiming every sound that threatened to rip out of my throat.

His kiss was brutal, punishing almost. Like he was trying to erase something or prove a point. His palm covered my breast roughly through my shirt, squeezing and kneading it almost painfully. I moaned into his mouth, the sound muffled by his lips.

He pulled away suddenly and breathing heavily, he growled, "Since you can see the future, did you also know I’d be drugged… or did you do the drugging yourself?" His hand shifted from my throat to cover my mouth, silencing my moans. His other hand continued to squeeze and pinch my sensitive peaks, making me whimper against his palm.

I felt as if I was losing my mind…

He leaned in close, his voice low and commanding, “Tell me the truth.”

He lifted me suddenly, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist as he pressed me firmly against the wall.

One hand still covered my mouth while the other slipped under my shirt, directly touching my bare breast now. No fabric between his skin and my boobs.

“I didn’t drug you… and my visions work for only key events..” I groaned.

His thumb brushed over my n****e harshly before his thumb circled my areola roughly before pinching my n****e hard.

A muffled cry escaped me against his hand. He swallowed my sound like he was addicted to my noises. His tongue pushed past my lips again, tangling with mine as he dry humped me against the wall.

Between my legs, a familiar ache was building. My underwear was already soaked through, my c**t throbbing with every thrust against the wall. I could feel his hardness through his pants, the outline pressing against my sensitive nub. My core clenched empty, desperate to be filled.

He broke the kiss suddenly, his hand sliding from my mouth to wrap around my throat again. He squeezed just enough to cut off my air slightly, his dark eyes burning with an intense hunger as he stared down at me. His voice came out hoarse and commanding, "So this isn’t a major event to you?”

I don’t know why, but I shook my head, and wrapped my legs around him tighter and arching my back to press my core against him more urgently.

But instead of pushing down his pants, he just rubbed his clothed erection against my underwear-covered p***y slowly, teasing my c**t through the fabric.

Was he teasing me on purpose? Why did it feel as if I was the only one completely that had completely lost control?

He watched my face closely, smirking cruelly as he felt my underwear getting wetter against his pants. He pulled back his hips slowly before pushing forward again, the friction driving me insane. He repeated the motion deliberately slow, denying me the actual penetration I needed.

He continued his agonizingly slow pace, his hard length rubbing against my c**t through the thin fabric of my underwear and his pants.

I whimpered, squirming in his arms as he held me up against the wall, deliberately denying me what I really craved, his bare c**k inside me.

He leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear as he continued the torturous teasing. "Hm?" His hand slid down from my throat to squeeze my breast roughly again.

Finally, he pulled out his thick, hard c**k from his pants. I saw the outline of it pressing against his inner wearㅡ huge and throbbing with veins. He rubbed the head of his c**k against my bare c**t, after ripping off my panties..

Then he coated his length with my juices, getting it slippery and wet. I moaned desperately, trying to push my hips down to force him inside me, but he held me up easily with one arm while using the other hand to position his c**k at my entrance.

“Patience.” He pressed the head of his c**k inside me slowly, just an inch or so. He pulled back out just as slowly. He repeated this motion several times, teasing my p***y with just the tip of his huge d**k.

He watched my face the whole time, enjoying my desperate expressions. “Does this seem like a major event to you now?”

“Yes…” I was whimpering now, my hands gripping his arms tightly as he continued to tease my entrance with just the tip of his c**k.

Suddenly, he pushed forward abruptly, burying himself halfway inside me without warning.

I cried out loudly from the sudden stretch and invasion.

"Shh…”He paused for a moment, letting me adjust to his size before slowly pulling out and pushing back in, each thrust deliberate and deep. "You like that?" he asked mockingly, knowing full well that my body was reacting strongly to his c**k.

"Answer me." He snapped his hips forward suddenly.

“Mmhmph…” I gasped, my eyes rolling back as he hit a spot deep inside me that made my vision blur. "Yㅡyes.." I panted out between moans. "Yes, yes... Jesse..."

He grabbed my hips tightly, pulling me onto him harder and faster. "Good girl," he praised darkly.

He pounded into me relentlessly against the wall now, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room alongside my loud moans and cries. He kissed my neck roughly, biting down hard as he continued to f**k me brutally.