CURSED BY HIS SCUM: BREEDING AN OMEGA

Episode 5

Alina's pov

My pregnancy was moving far too fast. It had only been a couple of weeks since Caleb first claimed me, but my belly was already noticeably swollen, round and heavy like I was months along. My breasts had grown even larger, full and aching, and they had started leaking sweet, warm milk at the slightest touch. The curse was changing me faster than I could understand, turning me into exactly what the pack needed, a perfect, fertile breeding slave.

Caleb had become completely addicted.

That night, he pulled me into his chambers after dinner and didn’t waste any time. He stripped me naked and laid me on the bed on all fours, my swollen belly hanging beneath me. “Look at you,” he growled, his big hands rubbing over my round stomach. “Such a fertile little w***e for Daddy. Gonna keep you knocked up forever.”

He climbed behind me and sucked hard on one leaking n****e while positioning his thick c**k at my soaked entrance. Milk sprayed into his mouth as he drank from me, moaning like a beast. The sensation was intense, it was a strange mix of relief and sharp pleasure that made my p***y clench. He thrust into me in one deep stroke, filling me completely while still sucking greedily from my tit.

The s*x was filthier than ever. He used my leaking breasts as handles, squeezing them hard as he pounded me from behind. Milk dripped down my chest and onto the sheets with every brutal thrust. His heavy balls slapped against my c**t, and his thick knot stretched me wider each time he drove deep.

“f**k, Alina,” he groaned, switching to the other breast and drinking more. “Your milk tastes so sweet. Your body knows what it was made for.”

I moaned loudly, pushing back against him like a desperate animal. The mix of pain from his rough grip, the pleasure of being so full, and the twisted tenderness in the way he drank from me left me shaking. He f****d me harder, using my swollen t**s to pull me back onto his c**k. “Take Daddy’s c*m, little slave. Let me fill that pregnant cunt again.”

When his knot finally swelled and locked us together, I came violently, my whole body trembling as he pumped me full of hot c*m. We stayed tied like that for a long time, his chest pressed against my back, one hand gently rubbing my belly while the other continued playing with my leaking n*****s.

Later, as we lay together, I opened up to him in a way I never expected. I told him about the secret journal I had started keeping. In it, I wrote about the dark ecstasy of being his slave, how part of me was breaking, but another part was reforming into something that craved this submission. The shame, pleasure and the feeling of being completely owned.

Caleb listened quietly, then pulled me closer. “I love you, Alina,” he admitted in a voice that was rough with emotion. “Beyond the curse. I’ve wanted you for years, even when I knew it was wrong. But I can’t stop the corruption. It’s changing both of us.”

His words wrapped around my heart. I hated him for what he had done to my family, yet I was falling deeper into him every day. The emotional pull was just as strong as the physical one.

But the sickest twist came during the full moon rut.

Caleb's eyes were wild when he came to me. His rut had taken over completely. He was feral, breathing hard, his muscles tense. He threw me onto the bed and bred me with frenzied need, slamming into my soaked p***y over and over.

Something felt wrong this time.

The pleasure was sharper, mixed with sudden bursts of pain deep in my belly. Every thrust sent strange shadows dancing behind my eyes. When Caleb finally came, nutting inside me hard and flooding me with c*m, I felt a cold, dark energy spreading inside my womb alongside his seed. This wasn’t a normal pup. The curse was planting something darker.

I gasped in shock as the realization hit me. My hands flew to my belly. “Caleb… what is this?”

He stayed locked inside me, his face twisting with guilt and dark hunger. His silver eyes glowed faintly. “I’m sorry, little one,” he whispered, stroking my cheek. “This only makes you more mine. The shadow pups… they’re part of the curse.”

Tears filled my eyes even as fresh waves of twisted pleasure rolled through me. My body was accepting it, craving it, while my mind screamed in horror. What kind of monster was growing inside me now?

Before I could fully process the terror, loud howls erupted from outside the estate. The rival alphas had arrived, much sooner than expected. Their wolves were too close. Someone had clearly tipped them off about our weaknesses. Lila’s threats echoed in my mind, she must have done this.

Caleb cursed under his breath. His d**k had started to deflate, and he pulled out slowly. A thick mixture of his c*m and strange, dark shadow essence dripped down my thighs onto the sheets. I felt it moving inside me.

“I have to fight,” he said, quickly dressing and grabbing his weapons. His face was torn between duty and the need to protect me. “Stay here and lock the door.”

But as he moved toward the window, my body betrayed me again. A new wave of heat crashed over me, stronger and more dangerous than before. The curse was tightening its grip. My skin burned, my marks glowed brighter, and my belly tightened painfully. Fresh slick mixed with shadow essence ran down my legs. I could feel myself changing and my senses sharpening, something monstrous was stirring inside me.

“Caleb…” I whispered in a voice thick with fear.

He looked back at me, worrying, filling his eyes quickly. If he left me now, unprotected and vulnerable while the rivals attacked, what would happen? What monstrous thing might I become under the full power of the curse?