Aurus is covering me with his cum, aiming a never ending stream of it over my face, my breasts, my pussy, my thighs.
“Mine,” he snarls as the last splash hits my belly. “Only mine.” He bares his teeth at the watching Alpha soldiers, his breathing ragged. “Death to anyone who goes near her, to any Alpha who so much as looks at her, to anyone who would steal her from me!” he roars.
There are murmurs of assent, a chorus of male voices that seem to come from very far away.
I reach down and rub his cum into my gaping pussy. My clit pulses and I arch, screaming soundlessly as I climax once more.
* * *
Aurus
My Omega is sprawled on the platform before me, her eyes glazed, her mouth half open. She brings her soaked fingers to her mouth, shuddering as she licks my cum off her skin. The sight is maddening. My knot has barely softened but I already want to fuck her again.
She seems to recover quickly from her heat but go back into it sooner than most Omegas. She has yet to have a proper estrus cycle, with nesting, and adequate recovery time in between several days of being in heat. Perhaps she needs more serum? The magicians may have miscalculated and erred, giving her a smaller dose because of her slight build.
Or perhaps she is too small and undernourished to maintain a standard estrus? I must fatten her up.
Of course, she eats with abandon. As she’s proving now, with her pink tongue lapping at her cum-soaked fingers.
My cock spasms at the sight. My rage was a tight band around my chest, but it’s loosening. Why was I so angry?
Kim showed up here unannounced. She went into heat and spread her perfume across the arena. The courtesans allowed her out of the harem and brought her here, the Alpha warriors beheld her half-naked form and picked up her scent. I bite my lip as I remember. The way she leapt out of the gallery and fell. She could have hurt herself. She could have broken every bone in her body. She could have been raped and torn apart by mindless Alphas in rut.
She could have died.
Ah, yes, there’s my rage. Heart pounding in my chest, I glare at the row of elite soldiers guarding the arena perimeter. They snap to attention, their helmeted gazes fixed somewhere above my head. They know their king is unhappy. Everyone in the arena knows… except Kim.
If she knows, she doesn’t care.
“What the heck was that? Why did so many of the warriors go for me?” she drawls. She’s finished licking her hands clean and stretches her arms over her head. The movement presents her cum-slicked breasts to me.Beautiful.
“Your proximity… it was the rut,” I tell her.
There’s something different about her. Her golden hair—already too short before—is shorter still. Ragged. It sticks out in all directions, as if she’s just been thoroughly fucked.
Which she has. I rutted my Omega in the middle of my arena, in front of my Elite Forces and Ulf knows who else.
I raise my head and bark at the soldiers, “Leave us.”
“You don’t want them to stay and watch some more?” Kim doesn’t seem bothered by the thought.
I am, however.
“No. You are mine. Only mine. No one will look upon you but me.”
“They sure got an eyeful this time.”
I snarl, and she holds up her hands. “Easy, big guy. You’re the one who let them stay. Why didn’t you finish inside me?”
I grunt. I had intended it to be a sort of punishment, but the only one who seems to be suffering is me. “I wished to mark you.” First, with my seed. Then, one day, with my claiming bite. If I deem her worthy.
So far, my Omega is nothing like I expected.
“Youbathedme. Any more, and I’d be swimming in it.” She licks her lips happily, and my cock throbs hard enough to send a spasm through my leg.
I grit my teeth.
“Oh, that’s what I was asking about.” She rolls up and twists to point at the gong. “What is that thing for?”
