Page 14 of Marked Omega

His voice is rough and gravelly. I can hear that he is struggling to restrain his warring urges. Part of him wants to kill the omega, just as he wishes to kill all those who live beyond the wall. But an even greater part of him wants to fall upon this little omega and ravage her fragrant little cunt until she is overflowing with his seed.

But we must wait for Addom. That is the law of our tribe.

Fuck, I hope he wakes up soon.

The omega’s eyes dart back and forth between me and Hasker. Her chains clink as she raises her arms, covering her bare, pink nipples. She is wearing strange, thin clothing to cover her loins, but the outsider fabric does little to obscure her raw, needy scent.

“What are you going to do to me?” she asks, her voice weak with fear.

Hasker glances at Addom, where he lies snoring on his bed of straw, then turns back to Lily. He addresses me, but he keeps his eyes on the female.

“She’s in heat,” he grunts, as if I weren’t painfully aware of that fact. My balls are so heavy with cum they feel like they might explode if I don’t release soon.

“I know,” I answer, “But Addom has the right to first claim. And he clearly intended to take her at the tree.”

Hasker nods.

“Aye, but if we don’t do something with her now, her heat-stink will draw every Alpha for miles around. We’re not in our home territory. We’ll have a hell of a brawl on our hands.”

“Let them come,” I snarl aggressively. When the omega gasps and cringes, I soften my tone. “Let them come. We’re stronger than these Alphas of the far lands, Hasker.”

Hasker chuckles coldly.

“Your balls have grown big, young’un, but your brains have got some catching up to do. With the boss out of commission, we’d be wise to avoid a fight.”

He’s right of course. Before long, the omega’s heat smell will have filled the whole forest. We could have dozens, maybe even hundreds of far-lander Alphas descending on the cave.

“Then what will we do?” I ask.

Hasker palms his bare scalp again, thinking.

“Hold her down, boy.”

The omega squeals as I approach her. She squeezes against the rock wall again. There’s no where for her to run. Hasker and I have her cornered.

“Please,” she begs. “Don’t hurt me.”

But as I get closer, her timid attitude turns defensive. Her lips curl back to reveal her teeth and she growls. She clasps her long chain in her tiny delicate fists as if to threaten me with it as a weapon.

I laugh, and even Hasker can’t help but chuckle behind me.

“See,” I tell him, not taking my eyes off the feral omega. “I told you she is one of us.”

I move cautiously toward her, making no sudden movements that might spook her. I’m not afraid of the omega of course. I could rend her limb from limb if it came to it. But at the same time, I’m none too eager to feel her bite.

Not yet, anyway. That will come later.

“We’re not gonna hurt you,” Hasker growls as I take hold of her. Then to me he adds. “Lay her down on her back.”

With a quick, darting movement, I seize the chain and pull her toward me so her back is against my front. Kneeling on the bed of straw, I cradle the omega in my lap. Her growling stops, but her muscles are tense. She gasps as she feels the hard steel of my cock pressing against her back through my loincloth. She squirms and struggles, but I hold her arms tightly.

“Easy, little one,” I soothe her in a gentle but firm voice.

Hasker takes up position in front, grabbing her delicate ankles. His loincloth is tented by his hard cock. His breathing is ragged. His restraint is incredible. It takes every bit of willpower that he has not to claim her here and now with his aching cock.

“What are you going to do to me?” Lily whimpers.

“I’m going to tend to your need.”