Ang
The Dark Desert
Present…
There was this thing about Zeke.
He loved challenges. He couldn’t walk away from them. Zeke always wanted things he couldn’t have and made those things into small battles, a confrontation that his Alpha instinct craved in the same way Killuna needed total control. One loved the chaos. The other hungered for control over everything else. I was the only one that didn’t care for control or chaos. I didn’t have the privilege of enjoying any of those things. I was a slave of my bloodthirst. Fair always made it feel better, made it…manageable. One touch of her small hands and my bloodthirst disappeared, it’s memory only a small remembrance that was soon forgotten whenever she smiled at me or called my name.
Without her I was starting to grow insane.
Dangerously unhinged, even when I was unprovoked. I let my bloodthirst blind me this morning. It had been during training, while we practiced a phalanx formation with a unit under the command of General Makael. The old bastard was known for his little patience and being particularly inflexible whenever he had to deal with me or any of my brothers. He hated the fact we were always faster, stronger and more powerful than any of the soldiers he trained. The fact that royal blood trained harder than his own unit hurt Makael’s fragile ego. Baltus and Makael often couldn’t see eye to eye, although they had never fought publicly and rarely ever dueled at the pit, which meant they really hated each other, since it was a well known fact that Alphas that didn’t duel at the pit were trying very hard to not kill each other.
A phalanx formation could only work if every single soldier worked together in perfect synchrony. The first line attacked with shorter spears, followed close by the second line, charging longer pikes that could reach further and perforate the enemy shield. The formation closed with large shields that covered our entire bodies. Using the strength of our legs and shoulders, the taller Alphas could push from behind, shoving the enemy and making it retreat. Zeke, Killuna and I closed the phalanx flanks. Our job was to push the others while they attacked. We served as backup only if the formation was breached. Those had been our orders.
My bloodthirst fed from war. I’d been born to be pure war. I could feel it, the rhythm of it, the pace. It was like a pulse of a collective heart, something old and familiar, something that I could control at will. I knew when a battle changed. The sound of the breathing transformed, the heartbeats fastened, the blood rushed. It was a song I knew very well.
I’d felt we were going to lose that morning and I…changed it. The outcome. I got off from it. From the danger, the hunger, the fear I read in the faces of far more experienced soldiers than me. I jumped over Zeke’s shield, falling over the opposite phalanx and tracing my way through them. My feet moved fast, the technique one that had never been seen before because it was completely mine. Only I moved with the power of a thousand armies, only I moved a spear like a sword, attacking and pushing forward, never retreating. I’ve hurt too many, and almost killed five of our men during the drilling exercise. The power had blinded me. I was sure I would never have been able to stop attacking if Zeke hadn’t come to me, holding my shoulder and screaming in my ear.
“Fair! Think about Fair, damn it!” It worked. The trick always worked. I stopped in time to see the destruction, the horrified looks in Alphas that were twice older than me. In his fear General Makael stripped me of my position as commander, keeping me on probation until I learned to follow orders. Baltus didn’t interfere, accepting Makael’s punishment even if he knew I was the best damn soldier the Maccana people had ever seen.
“Patience my boy,” said Baltus to me when he let me know that Makael had received my father’s permission to punish me for insubordination. I understood that my father couldn’t take sides and that I needed to fix my own mistakes, it didn’t do anything to placate my anger, even though, I understood. I really f*****g did, since I would have done the same if I was in my father’s position. Baltus smiled at me, patting my shoulder, “This army is yours, Ang. It doesn’t matter if you are a foot soldier or a commander, these men adore you, and will follow your lead to the end of the world.”
I’ve accepted the punishment.
Zeke…not so much.
It was rumored that Makael’s first daughter was a Beta beauty. She lived with her mother, in a nomadic tribe that followed the old Maccana way and traveled around the desert. Makael had denied his daughter’s hand in marriage to many Alphas a dozen times. No Alpha seemed good enough for his daughter. In his eyes his little girl was untouchable, a virginal beauty that would never be taken from under his religious watch. The girl was a couple of years older than us and in honor of the truth, I couldn’t even care for her looks. In my eyes Fair was the most beautiful woman in the whole, wide, world. There was no comparison. There had never been.
Zeke would have never looked at the girl twice. Not if she hadn’t become a challenge and a way to get back at the general. We had visited the tribe under some excuse about following Baltus’s orders, when in reality the old man didn’t even have a clue we had left the military camp. One thing led to the other and…well…
Zeke’s hazel eyes found me and a twisted smile stretched his lips. In his perverted mind, Zeke strongly believed that Makael had f****d me over by placing me in probation. He hated cowardice and Makael had shown it, running with his tail between his legs to tell our father about my insubordination. In response, Zeke only though appropriate to f**k Makael’s daughter. An eye for an eye.
“Ahhh! Oh, by the Gods, you f**k me so good!” the Beta girl yelled, her face against the carpet that Zeke had thrown over the sand, before going balls deep inside the general’s daughter. She would be discarded and forgotten by Zeke the moment he was done with her. That was how Zeke operated. He needed the challenge, the thrill and once he conquered he was done with whichever girl had warmed his furs for the night. The bastard pulled the girl by her long black hair, straightening her body until she was in full view of us. Her dark eyes brightened with desire when she spied us, sitting by our horses while we watched the show. She was by no means the virginal daughter that Makael thought her to be. She had been begging for Zeke’s c**k for months before he even acknowledged her.
Her large t**s bounced up and down, n*****s tightening when Zeke started riding her faster. Her dark eyes rolled back, enjoying herself, smiling even, especially when my brother’s hand cupped her p***y, slowly caressing the nub of her s*x. The Beta moaned louder under the night sky, making Killuna smile by my side. We were sitting over our horses, staring down at the dark valley. To the north I could see the tents that marked the nomadic tribe we had come to visit. To the south I could only see the desert, dark and quiet, stretched in all of its glory.
“Will you be enjoying yourself tonight, brother?” asked Killuna, his mismatching eyes staring back at me while I studied the Dark Desert. I’ve always hungered for a good mating, maybe even as much as I hungered for a good battle. Since Fair left I hadn’t cared for it. Mating was only mating. I occasionally enjoyed a Beta girl, or maybe two or three at the same time, but the occasions had become more and more sporadic. Killuna knew this. Smirking, he shook his head at me, “Are you going to behave like Noctis? Waiting to touch only your Omega and no one else?”
“Do not compare Fair to others,” I said angrily, my tone biting. I knew Killuna was only goading me, joking like we always did to one another. Any other time I would not react so strongly. I was tired tonight. Missing Fair had taken a toll on me and I was too exhausted to try to pretend I was in the mood for a quick f**k like my other two brothers. I lowered my voice, staring at Killuna, “I would gladly wait for her, if she gives me the privilege of marking me as her mate.”
“And what if she doesn’t?” he asked me, making me pause.
Killuna’s powerful eyes focused on me with a worried look. He was never one to speak of things he had seen in the future. Killuna often said that choices could change different versions of the same future. He never said more than he could, since he knew even his own words could affect the choices that we took. I frowned, watching him closely.
“You can’t see Fair, you can’t see what would happen to her,” I reminded him. Killuna clicked his tongue against his teeth. His mismatched eyes looked to the night sky, observing the stars with avid curiosity.
“That’s more reason to enjoy the present, blood of my blood,” he said, cryptically like always. A smile curled his lips up, before he rolled his head to the side, watching lazily the Beta that was now opening a hand to him, inviting my other brother to f**k her too. She smiled at me while she beckoned Killuna, letting me know I was also welcome to take from her tonight. Killuna jumped off from his horse, glancing at me over his shoulder, “Take what is given, Ang, and remember, never steal what is not yours.”
“What the f**k does that means?” I asked him and Killuna only shrugged, joining Zeke and the Beta on the carpet. I watched Killuna pause over the girl, who was on her fours, being f****d hard and fast by Zeke. Killuna slowly caressed her open lips with his thumb while the girl watched him hungrily, smiling adoringly at him. My young brother was extremely controlling over his lovers. He preferred not to share, but when he did, Killuna demanded control over women. Total control. We knew that, we respected that. At the end, they were all only temporary, a quick fix until we could have our Omegas.
“You will suck me hard and slow,” ordered Killuna, pushing his shendyt down and feeding her his hard c**k. The girl swallowed it greedily, stopping midway and looking terrified at Killuna. She was not going to be able to suck him all the way in. No Beta ever swallowed us all the way in. Killuna smiled at her, giving the girl a sweet caress on her cheek, “That’s fine love, suck hard, suck slow and never look down. Eyes on me. That’s it…slow.”
Zeke pushed even faster, his flesh slapping harder against the Beta’s ass. His hand twisted hard over her head, forcing her to look straight to Killuna while he pumped his c**k harder inside of her p***y. The girl’s wet eyes were lost in her own pleasure when she moaned, her body tightening while she twisted in the middle of her climax, swallowing Killuna deeper into her mouth.
Killuna gently, expertly, took his c**k out of her mouth and painted her lips with the tip of his wide head. The poor girl drooled, still coming down from her climax, her cheeks blushed and her eyes darkened in pleasure. She swallowed, watching Killuna hungrily.
“Please, just please f**k my mouth, please, please…” her eyes turned to me, her blush intensifying, “You can take me too. Whatever you want, it’s yours.”
If her father could see her right then, begging for our c***s…
I shook my head, letting my brothers get their pleasure. We usually share our women. It was more of a way to keep the others under control. My bloodthirst had always been a problem, especially when I f****d. It was hard to control my powers and Betas were never enough to satisfy me. Only an Omega could completely satisfy a true Alpha. My brothers knew this and shared with me women, letting me know when I needed to stop, when I needed to go, when I needed to take my fix and leave. Tonight I wasn’t feeling in the mood. Who was I kidding? I hadn’t been in the mood since Fair left.
I looked up to the sky, wondering where she was right then. How was she? Has she made new friends? Had she found good books to read like she liked to do? It didn’t matter Killuna’s words for I knew in the very essence of my soul that Fair was my Omega. She was mine as I was hers. I couldn’t wait until she was mine. I couldn’t wait until she was back in my arms as it had always meant to be.