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Hazel
The sound of flesh slapping flesh, punctuated with the occasional moan, made me nauseated. If that wasn’t enough, the stench of bloated pheromones and cum was enough to make me throw up. But the absolute worst part of this entire shitshow was the feel of the body hard under mine.
A layer of thin silk was all that kept the alpha beneath me from rutting into me. The hard ridge of his cock, combined with the thick swell of his knot, rubbed the sensitive flesh between my legs.
Clenching my teeth, I looked away and tried to focus on anything else. The room was a large rectangle with crude wooden plank walls and flooring. They were the same shade of pale pine, but instead of coming across as rustic, it looked dirty and haphazard. The rows of metal folding chairs used for meetings had been stacked in careless heaps around the room to make space for the divine merging.
Divine merging my ass.
It was a sick display of power and violence. Nothing more, nothing less.
“Watch them, omega,” the rough voice behind me commanded, infusing enough alpha bark that I had no choice but to stare at the spectacle in front of me from my seat on his lap. The command in his words was an unbreakable order, forcing me to keep my eyes on the seven people writhing around and fucking like the world was about to end. His hands tightened to a bruising grip on my hips as he held my splayed legs open.
A sharp cry sliced through the air, and my stomach bottomed out as my eyes dropped to the eighth person in the orgy. The one who clearly didn’t want to be there. Honestly, of the four women that were present, I wasn’t sure any of them wanted to be, but the blue lotus tea they’d consumed an hour or so ago was enough to make a broom horny.
Apparently the youngest and smallest woman hadn’t drank enough, because she looked entirely too aware of what was going on.
And she was hating every single second of it.
I watched her face screw up in pain again as the alpha driving his hips into her roared his pleasure. He wasn’t even trying to be gentle. The woman was a small beta, one I’d seen lurking around the fringes over the last four years.
Four years.
How in the world had I been here for four years?
A hand crept toward the inside of my thigh, stroking intimately. His nose grazed the side of my neck, and my muscles locked up as he nipped at the pulse point of my throat. I wasn’t entirely sure how mating bonds worked, but I knew it involved teeth breaking skin. The brief pressure of his canines against my throat was a promise and a threat.
“Soon you will bear my mark,” he murmured, the hand on my thigh cupping between my legs and squeezing my bare pussy with possession. Like he owned me and had the right to touch my body any way he wanted.
Fucking asshole.
The shapeless muslin dress I usually wore had been stripped from me before the merging began. I could still see the way the High Alpha’s pale blue eyes had heated as he ripped away the only thing I had to hide myself behind.
Tears blurred my vision, the violation and debauchery merely one more moment in the hellscape that made up my life.
“You will bear my heirs and they will lead us into a new age of enlightenment,” he went on, pushing the blunt tip of a finger inside of me. “But first, you need to be cleansed. Baptized in the fiery inferno of your first heat.”
A garbled, choked noise ripped from my throat as he forced a second finger inside my unwilling body.
Except, no, my body wasn’t unwilling. Even now, slick was trickling from my pussy, readying my body for sex.
Biology was a bitch, and I was the punchline.
As an omega, my body was hard-wired for sex. Even if my brain was currently screaming it didn’t want this, my body would always be ruled by hormones, pheromones, and alphas.
The High Alpha was the alpha. The one in control of everything and everyone. And he’d declared years ago that I was the omega destined to give him the sons who would lead society into a new era. Into a world where alphas were revered as the gods they were, omegas knew their rightful place, and betas worked to support their betters.
I still didn’t understand why people followed his absolute horseshit logic, but I hadn’t exactly had a choice about joining this damn cult. And I sure as hell didn’t have a way out.
Trust me, I’d tried.
What omega—no, what human being—would want to be held captive solely because their body was physically capable of taking an alpha knot?
Frustrated tears pricked the backs of my eyes, burning even as I furiously blinked them away.
I wouldn’t cry in front of these people again. I’d given them enough of the satisfaction of my tears to last a dozen lifetimes.
