Page 9 of Marked Omega

But this female that I smell now is definitely an omega. And she is very much alive.

Now the scent is overwhelming. I can no longer control my urges. I charge ahead through the underbrush not caring if I make any sound. My cock aches beneath my fur loincloth.

Still, in the back of my mind, I am aware that something is wrong. What is an omega doing out here, so far from the others? And why is her scent so intense? It’s like when the young females reach their very first estrus.

I should be cautious, but my body won’t let me.

Charging ahead, I burst from the forest into a wide rolling meadow. The land dips into a shallow bowl, and at its lowest point there stands a gnarled tree.

Beneath the shade of its spreading limbs I see them.

One of the women is a beta, hanging mindless in her chains. At first I think she is dead until she lolls her head to look at me blankly. Poor creature. I should put her out of her misery.

But my attention is immediately focused on the other female.

She is the most beautiful omega I have ever seen.

She is fair-skinned, with lustrous auburn hair and a body that is impossibly curvy, even for an omega. Her round breasts swell and heave with her rapid breathing. Her torso tapers to a narrow waist, but flairs again at her wide hips which lead to thick meaty thighs.

I want to feast on her. I want to taste every inch of her hot skin.

But first I need to make her safe. Why is she chained like this? And why is she dressed in that strange garb of thin fabric covering her breasts and sex? The pristine whiteness of her clothing makes it clear that this woman is an outsider, from beyond the great wall.

This is a trap.

But my cock doesn’t care. My need for her is too great. I need to rend her delicate clothing and claim her breasts with my mouth. I need to bury my face between those luscious thighs and lap the hot slick oozing from her hole.

And most of all I need to plunge my hard cock inside her wet depths and fill her womb with my seed.

Another howl bursts from my throat, and I beat my fists against my chest. I rush toward her.

The omega screams, struggling against the chains that bind her. I’ll need to free her eventually so I can take her back to my dwelling. But for now my hard cock and aching balls demand that I fuck her here and now, chained to this tree like an animal.

I must sate my need.

My hand clamps over her mouth, muffling her screams. I press my body tightly against hers, pinning her in place to keep her from struggling and squirming. My snout dips to her neck, and I inhale her aroma.

Beneath the fur of my loincloth, my cock throbs and pulses against her lower belly. She obviously feels it by the way she squeals into my palm.

Keeping her pinned in place, I snuffle down her neck, along her shoulder, down her chest. Her breasts are heaving. Her heart is hammering so hard against her rib cage that I can hear it.

With a snarl, I tear the cloth that is hiding her chest from me. Her plump mounds jiggle free, their pink peaks taut with arousal. Her mouth may be screaming in terror, but her body is begging to be claimed.

She squeals again as I plant my lips on one of her breasts, sucking the nipple into my mouth, biting it and flicking it with my tongue.

I want to taste these breasts when they are flowing with milk. I must breed her and make her ripe with my child.

As I crouch lower, I am forced to remove my hand from her mouth, and a stream of panicked words come tumbling out from between her lips. Her speech is strange, similar to my own, but highly accented.

The only word I can understand is “please.”

Whether she is begging me to stop or to continue, it matters not. My inflamed balls are in control now. I’m going to ravage her hot little cunt whether she likes it or not.

I press my face against her center and inhale her raw scent straight from the source. The smell of her heat sends an intense pulse of violent lust coursing through my veins. My skin prickles. My hard cock drools precum beneath my furs.

The only thing separating me from her needy hole is this thin white cloth that is sopping with her slick.

I reach to tear it away.