His omega was so tight it was almost painful, but Sarang worked him open on his cock, driving all the way to the hilt as though trying to batter completely through him. He’d tear him apart just to get a little deeper inside, a little closer to that warm, inviting place at his center.
He’d drill himself so far in, there wouldn’t be a hope or a pray for the omega to escape.
“Bad,” he managed the single word, though it was a struggle. He wasn’t sure it was even exactly what he meant to say, but it was the only thing his mind could come up with, so he said it. “So. Bad.”
The omega whimpered and grabbed onto one of the broken metal legs of the table, trying to pull himself out from under Sarang.
In response, he forced the omega’s legs further apart with his knees and fucked in hard enough he finally felt the tip of his cock breach that final wall of resistance.
Womb.
He’d punched his way through.
“Breed,” Sarang growled, settling his weight more heavily over his omega, listening as the smaller male sputtered and struggled beneath him. “Bad.” He rolled his hips. “Deserve.”
“Yeah,” the omega sounded far away and underwater, possibly slightly unhinged to boot. “I deserve it. But just so you know, I think you broke one of my ribs.”
Sarang didn’t know what that meant.
He couldn’t formulate reason, didn’t know why he was scolding the omega, only that he needed to.
That he’d done something wrong.
That his omega hadn’t been where he was supposed to be.
That he’d made Sarang come all the way here and hunt him down.
“Bad.” He battered him with his cock, impaling him on that solid, searing length, keeping him drunk on alpha lust pheromones that he pumped as frequently as he did his hips. He covered his omega in them, until the smell took and there’d be no mistaking exactly who the smaller man belonged to.
His omega sobbed, trapped so thoroughly, he couldn’t escape even an inch of punishment.
The smell, the sounds of soft cries and slapping flesh…the warmth from the writhing body caught against his own…All of it had Sarang thrumming with satisfaction, overwhelmed by unrivaled pleasure.
He was bleeding out and bruising the omega, being far too rough with such a delicate mate, and yet none of that slowed him. He kept fucking like his life depended on it, hard and fast, brutally tearing the omega’s hole open wider to receive him and several of his loads. He deposited them into that forbidden place hidden inside, knot swelling to seal his entrance and keep it all in.
Even through the knotting, he couldn’t stop moving though. He rolled his hips and ground against the omega’s full ass, groaning at the soft feel, the way his inner walls tightened and milked him.
“Alpha.” Snot and tears covered the omega’s face, and he caught Sarang’s eye over his shoulder. “Please.”
Please?
“Enough.” The omega howled when the knot deflated and Sarang was free to pull all the way out and slam back into him all over again. “No! Stop!”
“Bad.” Sarang nipped his shoulder, then bit lightly at his earlobe, one of his teeth nicking his skin and drawing blood. “Breed.”
He couldn’t stop. His omega had to learn. Had to be good and learn to take his breeding.
Next time he’d come like he should. He’d be there waiting to receive his alpha’s cock. He wouldn’t run and hide and be bad like he’d been today.
Sarang would make sure of it.
He pulled out and came all over the omega’s back, covering him in a large load before quickly shoving himself back into his hole just as the knot started to form.
His omega gasped as he was refilled, then whined when the knot linked them and Sarang gave an experimental tug.
He wasn’t even close to finished. Had so much more to give. The rut still burning brightly through him. He—
The sound of footsteps had his head whipping up, a warning growl already leaving his lips.
