Chapter 1: Introduction
It felt unnatural to Barry to need to submit himself to another alpha. He was supposed to be the one taking charge. The one to rut an omega until he carried his seed, but rent had just kept increasing and he’d needed a way to survive. He was starting to second guess that choice when alpha Alistar stood naked in front of him.
“present yourself to me.” Alistar’s voice boomed.
Barry hated the way it made him feel, so small and powerless. He knew how to play the part, though. He knelt down, arms behind his back, looking up at Alistar with doe-like eyes, submissive. He hated it.
“You’re not supposed to be here, Alpha,” Barry whispered, his eyes darting from Alistar’s broad chest down to his thick, hard cock. He could feel his own body betraying him, the scent of his arousal filling the air.
Alistar’s eyes narrowed, “I’m not here to play games, Barry.”
His biceps flexed as he clenched them, and his chest expanded with his command. Barry had seen the type before, alphas used to getting their way, used to pushing people around. But this one had a different edge, a sharpness that Barry couldn’t quite place.
Barry took a deep breath, trying to keep his facade in place. He could feel his heart thumping against his ribs, his body consciously trying to suppress its alpha instincts.
He knew Alistair was onto him, could sense the subtle signs of his true nature. But he hoped that his omega act was convincing enough.
"So, you're here to check up on me?" Barry asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He could smell the alpha's scent, a mixture of power, sweat, and something primal that made his body react despite his will.
Alistair smirked, his eyes roaming over Barry's body, lingering on the way his shirt clung to his chest. "And to remind you who's in charge," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. But his scent, his smell, it was all giving him away. Alistair wasn't stupid. He could read an alpha scent from a mile away, and Barry's was practically screaming it from the rooftops.
Alistair squatted down in front of him, his eyes boring into Barry's. "You're not fooling anyone, Barry. I can smell your alpha on you."
Barry’s eyes widened, panic surging through him. He tried to play it off, "You're crazy, Alpha. I'm an omega. I need your protection."
Alistair snorted, "Then why are your eyes dilated?”
Barry knew he had to do something drastic. He had to act as an alpha never would. He lowered his head and turned around, presenting himself to alistair. Barry knew what he had to do. He had to give him what he wanted, what he expected from an omega. He couldn't just fight back, not yet, not until he had no other choice.
Alistair grunted, a sound of approval, but it wasn't enough. Barry could feel his alpha instincts rising, his body straining against the omega act he was putting on. He needed to push it further, needed to show him something that would make him believe.
Barry's hands went to his belt, unbuckling it slowly, his eyes on the floor.
He could feel Alistair's gaze on him, heavy and intense, like a physical touch. He pushed his jeans down, revealing his bare ass, the scent of his arousal thick in the air.
Alistair grunted again, a sound of approval, but still, it wasn't enough. Barry could feel the alpha's need, could smell it, a primal hunger that was almost palpable. He needed to show Alistair something more, something that would make him believe.
Barry reached back, his fingers finding his hole, teasing it, opening himself up. He bit his lip, suppressing a moan, feeling his body respond to his touch.
“If my scent is off, it is because I have never been claimed alpha.”
Barry whispered, his fingers slipping inside himself, feeling the heat and the tightness, the need that was building inside of him. He knew what Alistair wanted, what he needed. And he was going to give it to him, even if it killed him.
Alistair let out a low growl, a sound that vibrated through Barry’s body, setting his nerves on edge. He could feel Alistair’s eyes on him, could feel the heat of his body as he leaned in closer, closer, until he was right there, his breath hot on Barry’s skin.
“You’re a fucking liar,” Alistair whispered, his voice a harsh rasp.
“I am not sir.”Barry said, his voice barely above a whisper. He could feel Alistair’s breath on the back of his neck, hot and heavy. He was playing with fire, he knew. But he couldn’t help himself. The alpha in him was screaming to be let out, to dominate, to rut.
Alistair chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through Barry’s body. “You think you can fool me, little omega?” he sneered, his fingers gripping Barry’s hips hard enough to leave bruises.
Barry gasped, a mix of pain and pleasure shaking his body. Barry begged his body to produce slick like a real omega would.
“I am not lying.”
“you mean to tell me you’re a virgin? This hole is untouched?”
Alistair asked, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down Barry's spine. He could feel Alistair's cock pressing against his ass, hot and hard. He was so fucking close, Barry could feel the heat radiating from him, could smell the primal hunger that clung to him like a second skin.
Barry nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. “Yes,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “I’ve never been claimed.”
Alistair snarled, a sound that was half-animal, half-man. “Is that right?” he said, his voice thick with desire.
Alistair demanded, his fingers probing deeper, stretching Barry’s flesh. The alpha's breath was hot on his neck, his words a low, brutal growl that sent shivers down Barry’s spine.
Barry could feel the alpha’s cock, hard and thick, pressing against his ass cheek. He gritted his teeth, trying to keep his act together. “Yes, Sir,” he managed to choke out, his voice barely a whisper.
Alistair’s fingers pulled out, and Barry braced himself for the intrusion. He couldn’t stop the low whimper that escaped him as the alpha’s cockhead brushed against his entrance.
The alpha’s grip on his hips tightened, and Barry braced himself, clenching his jaw and fisting the crappy couch cushion beneath him.
“Relax, omega,” Alistar growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You wanted this, didn’t you?”
He was too tight, too unprepared for this. But he couldn’t show it, couldn’t give himself away.
Alistair growled, low and dangerous. “Relax, little omega. I’m gonna make you feel good.”
Barry thought he might puke at the patronizing tone. He gritted his teeth, forcing his body to relax, to comply. He was playing a dangerous game, and he knew it. But he was running out of options.
Alistair’s cockhead breached him, stretching him wide open. Barry let out a hiss, the pain intense, almost unbearable.
Alistair's cock was enormous, stretching him wider than he ever thought possible. He could feel every ridge, every vein as the alpha pushed deeper, filling him completely.
"Fuck, you're tight," Alistair grunted, his hands gripping Barry's hips tighter, his thumbs digging into the soft flesh of his ass cheeks. "You're gonna have to relax, little omega. You can't fight me."
Barry took a deep breath, trying to force his body to comply. He could feel the alpha's cock pulsing inside him, could feel the heat of him, the hardness. It hurt But he knew he couldn't show it, couldn't give himself away. He forced himself to relax, to push out, to accommodate the alpha's cock inch by torturous inch.
"Fuck, you're tight," Alistair groaned, his voice a low, pained growl. Barry could feel the tension in his body, the strain as he fought to control himself, to not just slam into him and claim him.
Barry swallowed hard, his body stretching, accommodating the alpha's girth. "Please, Sir," he managed to whisper, his voice hoarse with pain. "Go slow."
Alistair grunted, his fingers digging deeper into Barry's flesh, marking him, claiming him. "Fuck, you're a virgin, aren't you, little omega?" he growled, his voice thick with lust and something else, something darker. "You've never been fucked before, have you?"
Barry shook his head, forcing himself to relax, to open up for the alpha. He could feel the alpha's cock throbbing inside him, could feel the heat of him, the hardness. It hurt like hell, but he knew he had to push through it, had to take it.
Alistair was grunting now, the sound of his pleasure filling the small apartment, mingling with the scent of their sex. Barry could feel the alpha's cock throbbing inside him, could feel the veins pulsing as the alpha grew harder, thicker.
"Fuck, your ass is so fucking tight," Alistair groaned, his voice a deep, guttural sound that made Barry's cock twitch. He was hard, painfully so, his body betraying him despite his best efforts. He could feel the precum leaking from his cock, could feel the hunger, the need that was blossoming inside him.
He was an alpha, goddammit, and he needed to fucking claim this omega, needed to knot him, mark him, make him his.
Alistair's hands gripped Barry's hips tighter, his nails digging into flesh, leaving marks, claiming him. He held Barry still as he began to thrust, slow and deep, each stroke causing Barry to gasp, to curse, to beg.
"Fuck, Alpha," Barry gasped, his knuckles white as he gripped the couch cushion tighter. "Fuck, you're so big."
Alistair grunted, a sound of approval, of dominance.
It was wrong, so fucking wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself. His body was responding to the alpha, to the way he was being taken, to the way he was being claimed.
Barry breathed out heavily, a mix of pain and pleasure wracking his body. The alpha’s cock was stretching him wide, filling him completely, and he could feel every ridge, every vein as the alpha pushed deeper, harder.
Alistair’s hands were gripping his hips like a vice, his fingers biting into Barry’s flesh, leaving bruises that would last days. “Fuck, you feel good,” he growled, his voice low and primal.
Barry was surprised to feel a wetness between his legs. His body was reacting to being fucked by an alpha by producing slick.
The thought made him want to gag, but it was also desperately arousing. He could feel it, the wetness between his legs, the way his body was preparing for the alpha's knot.
Alistair must have felt it too because he growled, “Fuck, you’re getting slick for me, little omega. You like my cock, don’t you?”
Barry gritted his teeth, feeling a flush of humiliation. He should hate this, hate the way Alistair was using him, but his body was betraying him, was responding to the alpha in the most primal way possible.
He could feel it coating the alpha's cock, making it easier for him to slide in and out of Barry's ass. The scent of their sex filled the room, a mixture of sweat, musk, and something primal that made Barry's cock throb.
Alistair's thrusts became harder, faster, each one making Barry grunt and curse under his breath. "Fuck, Alpha, fuck me," he begged, his body begging for more, begging to be claimed. He could feel the alpha's knot swelling inside him, could feel the heat of it as it brushed against his prostate, making his cock ache with need.
“you must really be an omega, no prideful alpha would beg for cock like this.”
Alistair sneered, his voice thick with lust. He gripped Barry’s hips even harder, his fingers digging into the flesh like claws.
“Fuck, Alpha, please,” Barry gasped, his body betraying him, his cock leaking precum onto the worn-out couch. He could feel the alpha’s knot swelling, could feel the heat of it as it brushed against his prostate, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through his body.
“What do you want, little omega?” Alistair growled, his cock pulsing inside Barry, his knot growing larger, thicker. “You want me to knot you?”Alistair taunted, his thrusts becoming rougher, more punishing. Barry could feel the stretch, the burn, as the alpha’s cockhead brushed against his prostate, sending electric shocks of pleasure through his body.
Barry gritted his teeth, his body tensing as the alpha's knot began to swell, pressing against his ring of muscle. “Fuck, Alpha, please, don’t make me take your knot,” he pleaded, his voice hoarse with pain and need.
Alistair chuckled, a dark, dangerous sound that sent a shiver down Barry’s spine.
“You want me to stop, little omega?” He thrust harder, his hips slapping against Barry’s ass, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the small apartment. “You want me to pull out?”
Barry bit his lip to hold back a moan, his body on fire, his cock throbbing with need. “Yes,” he gasped, even as his hips pushed back against Alistair, begging for more. “Please…”
Alistair laughed, a harsh, brutal sound. “Liar.” He leaned forward, his body covering Barry’s, one hand wrapping around Barry’s throat, squeezing lightly.
“Too late for that, isn’t it?” he said, his voice laced with cruel amusement. He thrust harder, deeper, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wide open.
Barry cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure, as the alpha’s knot pushed past his ring of muscle, locking them together. He could feel the heat of it, the hardness, could feel the alpha pulsing inside him, his cock throbbing as he released his seed, filling Barry with his cum.
“Fuck, Alpha,” Barry gasped, his body trembling as the alpha’s knot locked them together, his cock aching with need.
He could feel the alpha’s seed leaking out of him, hot and thick, dripping down his thighs.
Alistair grunted, his grip on Barry’s throat tightening as he began to move, fucking him in short, hard thrusts, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wider. “You’re mine now, little omega,” he growled, his voice laced with possession and triumph.
Barry could feel it, could feel the alpha’s claim on him, like a brand burned into his flesh.
He was pinned beneath Alistair, the alpha’s cock knotted inside him, filling him with cum, marking him as his own. It was fucking humiliating, and Barry hated himself for the way his body was responding, the way his cock was aching with need, begging to be touched.
Alistair leaned back, his hand still wrapped around Barry’s throat, his grip tight enough to leave bruises. He looked down at Barry with a smirk, his eyes filled with a mix of lust and cruel amusement. “You’re a fucking mess,” he said, his voice low and harsh.
He was locked, filled with the alpha’s seed, marked as his property. It was humiliating, degrading, but fuck, it felt good.
Alistair’s hand tightened around Barry’s throat, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he held him still, fucked him harder, deeper. “Fuck, little omega, you feel so good,” he growled, his voice thick with lust and satisfaction. “So fucking tight.”
Barry could feel the alpha’s cock throbbing inside him, could feel the heat of him, the hardness.
“You’re taking my alpha knot so well.”
Alistair grunted, his hand leaving Barry's throat to grip his hair instead, holding him in place as he continued to move, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in harsh, ragged gasps.
Barry’s body was on fire, every nerve ending singing with sensation. The alpha’s knot was stretching him wide, filling him so completely that he could feel every pulse, every twitch of the cock buried deep inside him. He could feel the seed leaking out of him, hot and thick, coating his thighs, making his skin slick.
He was fucked, literally and metaphorically. The alpha's knot was so big, it felt like it was going to split him in two. He could feel every vein, every ridge of the cock buried deep inside him, like it was a part of him now.
"Fuck, you feel so fucking good, little omega," Alistair grunted, his hips moving in small, precise movements, his knot pulsing and swelling even more. "You're so fucking tight. I could stay locked inside you all day."
Barry gritted his teeth, trying to hold back a moan.
"Fuck, Alpha, it's too much. You're too big," he gasped, his fingers clawing at the couch, desperate for purchase.
Alistair chuckled, a dark, dangerous sound. "You can take it, little omega. You're made to take it."
He leaned forward, his body covering Barry's, his lips brushing against Barry's ear. "You're made to take my cock, my seed, my knot," he whispered, his voice a low growl.
"You're made to be fucked, to be bred, to be mine."
Barry's body was on fire, his cock aching and leaking precum, begging for release. He could feel the alpha's knot pulsing inside him, its heat and hardness threatening to consume him. He was so fucking full, so fucking stretched, but it still wasn't enough. His body craved more, craved the alpha's dominance, craved his cock.
"Fuck, Alpha, please," Barry begged, his voice a pathetic whimper. "You were born to be fucked by me."
Barry shuddered, a mix of revulsion and arousal coursing through him. He hated the words, hated the way they made him feel, but his body was betraying him, his cock throbbing with need, begging for more.
"Please," he gasped, his voice hoarse with desperation. "Please, Alpha, please fuck me."
Alistair's lips curled into a cruel smile, his hips moving faster, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wider, filling him completely. "Beg for it, little omega," he growled. “Beg for my seed. To bare my pups.”
Barry’s pride was already damaged from being knotted by another alpha. He wasn’t sure he could say those words.
They were too humiliating, too degrading. He was an alpha, goddammit, not some fucking omega bitch ready to beg for his knotting. But his body was traitor, his cock aching and throbbing, his hole clenching around Alistair’s knot like it was made for him.
Alistair’s hand left Barry’s hair, finding its way to Barry’s cock, gripping it tight, making him gasp. “Say it, little omega,” he growled, his voice a deep, primal sound that made Barry’s cock twitch in his hand. “Say you want my seed, my pups.”
The thought of being bred, of having Alpha’s pups growing inside him, made him want to gag. But his body didn’t give a fuck about his pride. It wanted what it wanted, and right now, it wanted Alpha’s knot, wanted his seed.
“Please, Alpha,” Barry groaned, his voice a ragged whisper. “Please, fuck me. Fill me up. Breed me.”
The words tasted like poison on his tongue, but he could feel the alpha’s cock throbbing inside him, could feel the heat of his knot as it swelled, stretching him even wider.
“your hole stretches so nicely for me.”
Alistair groaned, his voice thick with lust as he gripped Barry’s cock tighter, stroking him in time with his thrusts. “You were made to take a real alpha’s cock, weren’t you, little omega?”
Barry could feel the pleasure building in his body, coiling tight like a spring ready to snap. The alpha’s knot was so fucking big, it was rubbing against his prostate, sending electric shocks of pleasure through his body with every thrust.
“Fuck, Alpha,” Barry moaned, his hips moving in time with Alistair’s, meeting his thrusts, taking his cock deeper. Barry hated to admit it but he knew alistar’s knot was bigger than him. He already had a huge cock, so the fact that alistar was able to shove all of his cock and knot in Barry made Barry feel like less of a man. . But he couldn’t deny the pleasure. The knot was so large it was hitting his prostate perfectly with every thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body.
“Fuck, Alpha! Your knot is so fucking big!” Barry cursed, his voice a desperate plea for more. “It’s too fucking much! Too fucking good!”
Alistar let out a low, rumbling laugh, his hips moving faster, his knot swelling even more. “You like that, little omega?” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “You like taking my big alpha knot?”
Barry couldn’t deny it.
Every thrust of Alistar’s thick cock sent waves of pleasure crashing through his body, his prostate digging against the massive alpha’s knot with each inward stroke. It was too much, too intense, but he craved more. His body was a traitor, betraying every instinct he had, every bit of pride he clung to. He was a fucking alpha, not some pathetic omega begging for a knotting.
But his cock begged to differ, leaking precum onto Alistar’s fist with every thrust, every stroke. He could feel it, the pleasure coiling in his belly, the heat building between his legs.
His cock was aching, throbbing, so fucking hard it hurt. He could feel the precum leaking from the tip, streaking his stomach as Alistair stroked him with firm, unyielding force.
"Fuck, Alpha," Barry groaned, his hips bucking against Alistair's hand, desperate for more friction. "I'm gonna come. Fuck, I'm gonna fucking come."
Alistair's chuckle was dark and dangerous, a rumble in his chest that sent a shiver down Barry's spine. "Not yet, little omega," he growled, his knot pulsing inside Barry, stretching him even wider.
"You're not coming until I say you can."
Barry whimpered, his hips bucking involuntarily as Alistair's hand tightened around his cock, stroking him with just the right amount of pressure to drive him insane.
"Please, Alpha," he begged, his voice a desperate plea. "I need to come. I fucking need it."
Alistair's smile was cruel, his eyes gleaming with lust and dominance. "You'll come when I tell you to, little omega," he said, his voice a low growl. Alistar removed his hand from Barry’s cock and Barry whimpered in protest, his hips still moving, trying to chase the sensation.
"Please, Alpha. Please," Barry begged, his voice hoarse with need.
Alistair laughed, a dark, cruel sound. "I said not yet, little omega," he growled, his hand smacking Barry's ass with a loud crack. Barry yelped, his body jerking at the sudden pain, but it only made him hotter, wetter. He could feel his slick dripping down his thighs, could feel the alpha’s cock throbbing inside him, his knot pulsing and swelling.
His cock was aching, throbbing with need, desperate for release.
“Please, Alpha,” Barry begged, his voice a ragged whisper. “I need to come. Please, let me come.”
Alistair laughed, a dark, cruel sound. “You’re a fucking pathetic little omega, aren’t you?” he growled, his hips moving faster, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wider. “Begging for your alpha’s cum, begging to be bred.”
Barry could feel the heat building in his belly, could feel his orgasm coiling tight, ready to snap.
“even though it’s your first time, you’re already so greedy. Admit that this was what you were meant for.”
Barry gritted his teeth. His alpha genes did not want to comply.
It roared inside him, demanding to take control, to claim the alpha who dared to force him into this position. But Barry knew his place, knew the rules of this fucked up world he had chosen for himself. He had to play the part, had to make Alistair believe he was a pathetic little omega, begging for his seed.
He forced himself to nod, his body trembling with the effort to hold back his orgasm. "Yes, Alpha," he gasped, his voice a desperate plea. "This is what I was meant for.”Every fiber of his being protested, wanting to overpower Alistair, to fuck him instead. But he had to play the part, had to keep up the omega charade. His body, traitorous as ever, responded to the alpha's commands, his cock throbbing with need.
"Fuck, please," Barry begged, his voice a ragged plea. "Please, Alpha, I can't... I can't hold back anymore."
Alistair's laughter was a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through Barry's body, setting his nerves on edge. "Good little omega," he purred, his hips moving faster, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wider, filling him completely.
Barry could feel the heat building in his belly, his orgasm coiling tight, ready to snap.
"Please, Alpha," Barry begged, his voice a ragged whisper. "I can't... I can't hold back anymore. I'm gonna come."
Alistair's grip on Barry's hips tightened, his fingers digging into the soft flesh like claws.
"Then come for me, little omega," he growled, his voice thick with lust and dominance. " Come all over your alpha's cock. Show me how much you want it."
Barry could feel it, the orgasm building inside him like a tidal wave, threatening to consume him. He could feel the alpha's knot swelling inside him, stretching him wide, filling him completely. He could feel the heat of Alistair's body, the hardness of his cock as it pistoned in and out of him, fucking him like he was made for it.
Like he was born to be fucked by this alpha. His alpha. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, but he couldn't deny the pleasure it brought him. His cock was leaking precum, his body slick with sweat and slick, his ass stretched wide around Alistair's knot.
"Fucking come for me," Alistair ordered, his voice a low growl. "Show me how much you want my knot."
Barry couldn't hold back any longer. He could feel the orgasm building, his body tensing, the pleasure coiling tight inside him.
His own cock was so fucking hard it hurt, leaking precum with every thrust.
"Fuck, Alpha," Barry gasped, his hips meeting Alistair's thrust for thrust. "Fuck, I'm so close.
Alistair's hand snaked around Barry's body, wrapping around his throat and squeezing just enough to make Barry struggle for breath. "Come on, little omega," he growled, his voice thick with lust. “Come for me like a good omega.”
Barry couldn’t stop himself
, his body responding to the alpha’s command. He could feel the tension building, his body coiling tighter and tighter, ready to snap at the slightest touch.
“Please, Alpha. Fucking please.” The words tumbled out of his mouth, a desperate plea.
Alistair’s grip on his throat tightened, cutting off his air for a moment before releasing, allowing him to take a ragged breath. “Then fucking do it. Come all over me.”
Barry couldn’t hold back any longer, the tension inside him snapping like a rubber band.
His body arched, his back bowing as the orgasm slammed into him like a freight train. He felt his cock jerk, the first spurt of cum hitting his chest, then his stomach, as he came undone beneath Alistair.
“Fuck, Alpha!” Barry screamed, his body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him. He could feel the alpha’s knot pulsing inside him, the veins wrapping around his prostate, milking him dry.
Alistair groaned, a deep, animalistic sound that sent shivers down Barry’s spine.
He could feel the alpha’s cock pulsing inside him, could feel the knot expanding, locking them together even tighter.
“Fuck, little omega, you feel so good,” Alistair growled, his voice thick with lust. “Your ass is so fucking tight, so fucking greedy.”
Barry was gasping for air, his body wracked with pleasure. He could feel Alistair’s cum leaking out of him, dripping down his thighs, coating his balls. He could smell it, the scent of their sex filling the room, making him dizzy with desire.
“Fuck yes, that’s it, little omega. Come all over me like the dirty little slut you are.” His hips moved faster, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wider, filling him completely.
Barry’s body was on fire, every nerve ending singing with sensation, every muscle tensing and releasing as his orgasm gripped him. He could feel the alpha’s knot pulsing inside him, rubbing against his prostate with every thrust, milking him dry, drawing out every last drop of his seed.
alistar leaned back to admire how his knot looked inside of Barry and whistled. Then he tooo out his phone and snapped a pick of Barry’s knot stretched ass before handing his phone to Barry to see. Barry's eyes widened as he took in the sight of his gaping hole, the alpha's massive knot stretching him open like he was born to take it. His hole was leaking slick, the alpha's cum dripping out in thick ropes, coating his thighs, his balls. His stomach was covered in his own cum, his chest matted with sweat and streaked with it. He looked like a fucking mess, a used and abused omega, and it sent a shock of arousal straight to his cock.
"Fuck," he whispered, his voice hoarse with disbelief. "That's...
fuck," Barry breathed, his eyes locked onto the image on the phone. The sight of his own body, so stretched and filled, sent a fresh wave of arousal crashing through him. His cock, which he'd thought was spent, twitched and began to harden again.
Alistair chuckled, a low, dark sound that set Barry's nerves on edge. "Like what you see, little omega?" he taunted, his thumb brushing against Barry's lip, smearing a drop of Barry's own cum.
that's my hole," Barry whispered, his cock twitching again as if it had a mind of its own. The sight of himself, stretched wide open and filled to the brim with Alistair's massive knot, was a sight he never imagined he'd see. And yet, here it was, staring back at him from his phone, a testament to his own desire and submission.
Alistair chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that seemed to echo through Barry's bones. "Yes, it is," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Don’t you look pretty stretched on my knot and cock?”
Alistar taunted his eyes roaming over the picture as he shoved the phone back in his pocket.
“Fucking look at you, all messy and used. Just how an omega should be.”
Barry’s body heated with humiliation and desire at the alpha’s cruel words, but his cock twitched, betraying his arousal. He clenched his ass, trying to milk Alistar’s knot deeper inside him.
Alistar let out a low growl, his hips thrusting gently to emphasize his dominance. "You like that? Alistair purred, his thumb sliding into Barry’s mouth, forcing him to suck on it. Barry's eyes watered as Alistair pushed his thumb deeper, making him gag. He fought to breathe through his nose, his stomach still coated in his cum, his hole still dripping with Alistair's.
“Suck it like a good little omega,” Alistair ordered, his voice thick with lust and dominance. Barry closed his eyes, focusing on the task at hand as Alistair's thumb slid in and out of his mouth, coating his tongue with the taste of their sex.
He could feel the alpha's knot pulsing inside him, his cock still hard from the sight of his own stretched hole. He sucked on Alistair's thumb, his cheeks hollowing as he took it deep into his mouth, trying to show the alpha that he could be a good little omega.
Alistair grunted in approval, his hips moving slowly, his knot shifting inside Barry, reminding him of his place. "That's right, little omega," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "You suck cock like a good omega should."
Barry moaned around Alistair's thumb, his cock throbbing with need. He could still feel the alpha's knot locked deep inside him, stretching him wide open, pulsing and throbbing with each heartbeat. He sucked on Alistair's thumb, swirling his tongue around it, tasting their combined flavors—his cum, Alistair's seed, and the musky scent of their bodies intertwined.
"Good little omega," Alistair praised, his voice low and throaty. "Take it all.
Barry whimpered around the thumb in his mouth, his body still tingling with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
“I have a confession Barry.”
Alistair said, still grinding his cock deeper into the omega’s ass, “I’ve watched you before, you know? I’ve seen you at the market, pretending to be something you’re not. I’ve seen you hiding your true self under those worn-out clothes and that old jacket.”
Barry gritted his teeth, feeling a flush of anger mixed with embarrassment. He tried to push back slightly, to dislodge the alpha from his body, but Alistair was too strong, his grip too tight.
Alistair just laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down Barry’s spine. “ yes you didn’t fool me. I know you’re an alpha. But god. To dominate another alpha? To have another alpha willingly degrade himself and submit to me? To see you cum all over yourself while being impaled on my knot and beg for my seed?
That was a fucking sight to behold.” Alistair said with a smirk.
Barry cursed under his breath, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment and anger. He tried to push back again, tried to free himself from Alistair’s hold, but the alpha was unyielding. “Fuck off, alpha,” Barry spat, his voice laced with venom. “You don’t know shit about me.”
Alistair chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent a shiver down Barry’s spine. Fuck, that's hot." Alistair's hips moved again, a slow, deliberate thrust that made Barry's breath hitch. "I've imagined it. I've fucking dreamed about it."
Barry's eyes widened in surprise, his body tensing as Alistair's words sank in. "You...you're fucking with me," he gasped, but there was no denying the truth in Alistair's eyes. The alpha had known all along.
Alistair just smirked, his hips moving faster now, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wider, filling him completely.
“I’m going to look at this picture of you, gaping on my knot when I touch myself tonight..” Alistair purred, his voice thick with desire and dominant satisfaction. “I’ll be thinking of how you begged for my cum, how your tight little hole was gripping my cock, milking me dry.”
Barry's body tensed at the alpha's words, a flush of humiliation and arousal washing over him. He could feel his cock twitching again, despite the fucking he had just taken. The sheer depravity of Alistair's words was like a drug, making him crave more, want more.
“You’re fucking filthy, you know that?” Barry growled, his voice a low snarl.
"Fuck you, Alistair. You think you can just come in here and fuck me like that?" He tried to struggle, to push the alpha away, but it was like trying to move a mountain. Alistair was too strong, his grip too tight.
Alistair laughed, a dark, dangerous sound that sent a shiver of fear and excitement down Barry's spine. "I think I just did, little omega," he taunted, his hips moving in slow, deliberate thrusts, his knot pulsing and swelling inside Barry, reminding him of his place.
"And I'm going to do it again. And again. Until you're nothing but a used-up hole, dripping with my cum."
Barry's face flushed with a mix of anger, humiliation, and arousal. He could feel his cock twitching, betraying him, despite his best efforts to suppress it. "You fucking bastard," he snarled, trying to squirm away, but Alistair's grip only tightened, his hips moving faster, his knot swelling even more, stretching Barry wide open.
"You like that, don't you?" Alistair growled, his voice thick with lust and satisfaction.
"You're my fucking omega now, Barry. And I'm going to use you, every fucking way I want."
Barry gritted his teeth, trying to hold back a moan as Alistair's knot pulsed inside him, sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain through his body. He could feel the alpha's cock throbbing, the veins wrapping around his prostate, making his body ache with need.
"Fuck you, Alistair," Barry spat, his voice a low growl. "I'm not your fucking omega.
I'm an alpha, you piece of shit!" Barry spat, his voice a low growl, his body tensing as he tried to push back against Alistair, trying to free himself from the alpha's iron grip. But it was no use; Alistair was stronger, his hold unyielding.
Alistair just laughed, a dark, cruel sound that sent a shiver of fear and anticipation down Barry's spine. "You're an alpha who's begging for my knot, who's taking my seed like a good little omega. You saw the photo you can’t deny how you stretched for me. Say I’m the real alpha and I’ll make sure no one else sees that picture. Admitting that you’re a little bitch.” Alistair’s hand moved from Barry's throat to the back of his head, gripping his hair in a tight fist and forcing Barry to look at him. His eyes were dark with lust and dominance, and Barry could see the alpha in him, the predator that was just waiting to strike.
“You’re mine, little omega,” Alistair growled, his cock pulsing inside Barry, his knot swelling even bigger. “You’re my property, my toy, my fucking hole.”
Barry’s eyes watered, tears of frustration and anger stinging his eyes.
He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the whimper that threatened to escape. "Fuck you," he spat, his voice raw and hoarse. "I'm not your fucking property."
Alistair chuckled, a low, dark sound that vibrated through Barry's body. "You are, little omega. And you know it. Your body knows it. Your hole is mine, your cum is mine, your fucking life is mine."
He couldn’t deny the truth in Alistair’s words, couldn’t deny the evidence of what his body had done, the evidence that was still leaking out of him, coating his thighs, marking him as Alistair’s. He could feel the alpha’s cock throbbing inside him, could feel the heat of his knot as it swelled, stretching him even wider.
“Fuck,” Barry gasped, his body trembling with a mix of humiliation and desire. “Fucking admit it, Barry. Your a bitch .” Alistair snarled, punctuating every word with a sharp thrust of his hips, his knot swelling even more, locking them together tighter. Barry could feel every ridge, every vein of Alistair’s cock as it stretched his hole impossibly wide. The pain was intense, but there was pleasure too, a dark, twisted pleasure that made him crave more.
“You’re a filthy little bitch, aren’t you?” Alistair growled, his voice barely more than a low murmur. “You love being used, don’t you?