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He's been tasked to hunt me down and dress me in chains—a mission he relishes, for with one taste of my lips, he knows what I am. What I might be capable of...
A dog of the state unaccustomed to being refused, Asher feeds me whispers of a coddled life kneeling at his feet.
Only one thing is certain—he'll either put me on my knees, or I'll kill them all.
Hips rolling, the prince ran his palm over the modest curves trapped beneath him, humming his appreciation of so fine a creature. Sweat gleaming in the low light, the scent of a female in season saturated the still air. Enough that his every huffing breath drove him deeper into the rut. Riding her hard from the back, spearing into the welcoming grip of the Hathorian female beneath him.
Euphoria.
Bred to submit, she was lost to instinct. Willing flesh whether she meant to be or not, and this one offered a particularly fine bouquet that spoke of cherished bloodlines long cultivated by his people. The Anhur.
With a grunt, Sinadim’s grip tightened, claws extending to dimple flawless bronze skin. Drawing her up, he made a shrine of her hips, an altar to worship the rut so he might watch the lewd stretch. Admiring the way his girth was swallowed up by a tiny hole, her slit reddened and plumped by their efforts. Creamy and dripping with a mix of them both.
Free hand finding the base of her sandy, blonde tail, he wrenched it back and made her gasp. Exposing her genitals, his thumb tested that tight ring beneath her tail as his balls swung and slapped at wet flesh.
Cheek pressed to luxurious bedding, she twisted, the tattoo etched down the length of her spine contorting when inky eyes flicked over her shoulder. Gaze hooded, she mewled, a smile tracing painted lips. Her every movement designed to please. To entice.
Writhing beneath his weight, she tilted her hips and invited him to sink deeper inside.
“A-Alpha,” she gasped, hiccuping at the impact of slapping hips. Teeth clicking shut, the triangle of her left ear laid back. A cone of velvet that telegraphed her every fleeting emotion in a way the Anhur found cute. Primitive. “Please—please!”
Snarling, Sinadim indulged her. Felt his sack tighten, the base of his cock beginning to swell as his stamina failed him. His knot ballooning in a rush as he neared the end and his pace faltered. Thrusts growing short and jagged. Gripped by the silken fist of that tight and greedy little cunt, she milked him. The glands unique to her species rippled along his length, stimulating his base with a singular purpose.
“Breed me, Alpha,” she begged, eager for it. Desperate for that final stretch. Tail flexing in his merciless grip. Knees spreading further still, she dripped for him. Soaking the bedding as powerful internal muscles kneaded and milked at his cock, trying to lure the seed straight from his balls.
It was Sinadim’s turn to grunt, and it came straight from the bottom of his lungs. “Take it, then, Omega,” he hissed and found her limit. Bending against the cavern he intended to corrupt, he erupted with a roar. Spraying rope after rope of sperm into the mouth of her womb, he shuddered as he bred her. Knot blooming in a rush that made his head spin, teeth clenched and scrambling for purchase. Tail flicking in an arrogant sail as he sank as deep inside as he could get, Sinadim luxuriated in the silky grip of Omega pussy. Stretching her to the limit as he made space for himself and ensured she wouldn’t waste a single drop, an airtight seal formed where she was wet and glistening.
Locking them together.
Muscles lurching as he filled her, the prince slipped one hand around her hip and found a tight bundle of nerves, swollen with need. He caught it between forefinger and thumb, rolling that little bead until she squealed. Clamping down on his girth with a wail, she was made to prolong his pleasure. Just as she’d been trained to do, by those with more patience than he.>
“Again,” he said, gruff. Demanding. Careless of her limits, he sought only the next shuddering wave she might pull from his knot.
“A-A-Alpha—”
Snarling, he forced his thumb into her bowels, merciless when he barked, “Again!” through clenched teeth.
Be it the splinter of pain or the tone of his command, she obeyed. Sobbing, the fight in her muscles died. She submitted and accepted his seed, every rolling surge he might offer, making her ache with the volume that was sealed inside. Unable to escape from a male more than twice her weight until he was satisfied.
And Sinadim was far from done.
With a shudder, his tail arched higher still. Held stiff, an arrogant flag of so certain a victory, he fell forward as he continued to come. Emptying himself with a shiver, his mane risen in a shimmering blond halo around his shoulders, heavy with the scent of a dominant male. Cock pulsing. Twitching and lurching as he filled her to the brim...
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Omegaverse: aka A/B/O (an abbreviation for “Alpha/Beta/Omega”) dynamics, was originally a sub-genre of erotic slash fan fiction. It has evolved into a more mainstream sub-genre of paranormal, erotic fiction featuring Male/Female (M/F) pairings, Reverse Harem (RH) stories, and complex pack structures. The genre explores a dominance hierarchy that drives the instincts, actions, and desires of its characters.
It is important to note, in true Omegaverse, the characters are humans or humanoid but do not shift as a werewolf might. In paranormal fiction, shifters occupy their own niche genre and often exclude A/B/O dynamics (knots, slick, etc.) altogether.
As per Wikipedia: “Its main peculiarity is that characters have two sexes: a main one (male or female), decided by their external sexual organs, and a secondary one, that manifests during puberty, determined by their internal reproductive system.”
This secondary gender divides characters into:
The genre’s key focus includes canid-like behaviors such as:
These traits emphasize the primal and instinctive aspects of relationships in the Omegaverse.
The Feral Court offers a unique twist: Alphas, Betas, and Omegas are entirely separate species.
Characterized by tails, retractable claws, and expressive manes. Anhur males maintain harems and breed enslaved Hathorian Omegas to produce hybrids.
Sterile offspring of Anhur and Hathorian blood. Bred for war, they serve the Anhur elites and cannot hold any legacy due to their sterility.
Elegant and enslaved, bred for compliance with Anhur needs. Female Hathorians go into heat and require knots for relief, while males are decorative pets for Anhur queens.
The flexibility of the Omegaverse allows for diverse storytelling, ranging from queer romances to dark fantasy, off-world science fiction, and sweet mysteries. Authors often add unique perspectives, caste systems, and nuanced character dynamics to enrich the genre.
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