Chapter 2: Building Tension
Renalie stood before the grand oak door wearing a robe and a sultry nightgown underneath. Her heart pounded in her chest like a drum. She had been summoned by Prince Wriothesley, the eldest of the three alpha princes, and she knew why. His rut was approaching, and she was to be his comfort, his release.
The king had warned her of his rut earlier and so she spent the week leading up to the Prince's rut in the King's chambers as he prepared her and got her inexperienced body used to sex and trained her to not let an Alpha's pheromones consume her mind. The king knew very well how an Alpha's rut can be and feared Renalie would break if she went it unaware and unprepared.
After all, an Alpha's rut is when they're most primal. Where their instincts and desires take over reason. Where all they could think about was to breed and breed. Without relief, it was agonizingly painful. And being a pure Alpha made it 10x worse. Nothing could relieve their ruts. Nothing but her, a pure Omega.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come, and knocked softly on the door.
The door creaked open, and a gush of pheromones overhelmed her. Her knees almost buckled from the intensity but she stopped herself as a tall, imposing figure loomed over her. Prince Wriothesley stood there, his dark hair disheveled, his eyes burning with a primal intensity.
His bare chest glistened with sweat, his face flushed red. Renalie could feel the heat radiating off of him, and her body responded instinctively. He was already in his rut.
His alpha pheromones were overwhelming, almost suffocating. She struggled to breathe as her body was slammed with a need she never knew existed. Her nipples tightened, her pussy grew wet, and she couldn't stop herself from whimpering.
Prince Wriothesley, in his rut, didn't waste any time. He grabbed her by the waist and yanked her towards him. His lips crashed against hers in a claiming kiss, his tongue demanding entry. She opened her mouth with a moan, submitting to his dominance.
He devoured her eagerly, exploring the soft, moist walls of her mouth with his tongue.
Wriothesley hauled her closer to him, pressing his rock-hard erection against her pelvis. She whimpered, feeling a primal surge of desire in her loins. He was so quick, so urgent, she could feel the throbbing pulse of his cock, seeking entrance.
Renalie broke the kiss, breathing heavily as she struggled to catch her breath.
"Prince Wriothesley," she gasped, looking up at him with wide, hungry eyes. "Y-You're in your rut."
Prince Wriothesley didn't respond. Instead, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her to the bed. He tossed her onto the soft, plush mattress and crawled on top of her, his cock pressing against the thin fabric of her nightgown.
She moaned, feeling the heat of his cock through the material, begging for release.
Prince Wriothesley didn't hesitate a moment longer. He tore off her nightgown, revealing her bare breasts and the wetness seeping from her pussy. He growled, the sound feral and raw, and grabbed her thighs, spreading them apart.
He positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust inside her, making her scream out in pleasure.
He pounded into her, his hips rocking back and forth as he began to lose control. He could feel his balls contracting, preparing to release.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, grabbing a handful of her hair as he began to thrust harder.
Renalie moaned, writhing beneath him. She felt another orgasm building within her, and she could feel his cock twitching as he approached his own climax.
He gripped her hips and began pumping harder, his movements growing wilder as he lost control.
"Fuck! Fuck! Yes!" he cried out, his body shaking as he spilled himself deep inside her.
Renalie's orgasm was like a wave crashing over her, and she let out a long, drawn-out moan as she felt herself being filled with his cum. She could feel his hot cum filling her up, coating the walls of her pussy and pooling between her legs.
He groaned as he continued pumping, his cock swelling even more as he emptied himself into her. She felt her pussy contracting around his dick, practically milking him dry as he discharged his load.
His knot locked himself inside her but he couldnt wait for much longer. He continued to grind and thrust what little he can, his knot pulling from within her.
"Y-Your highness..!!" *She gasped, tears in her eyes* "S-Stop... I-It hurts!"
But his rut clouded his brain from reason. All he could think about was fucking her again.
All Renalie could do was pant and cry in pain as he tried to thrust in and out again with his knot still locked inside her. She had to think of something to calm him, anything, or he'll tear her pussy apart.
She sat up and clung to him, his face hovering over her neck. She pushed his head closer, urging him to bite. And as he did, she let her pheromones out, let him consume her.
The king taught her this, taught her the power of pheromones in controlling and calming down the opposite type. Had he not trained her his pheromones wouldve overpowered her and she wouldve been defenseless, mindbroken.
And just like he said, the prince's breathing and growls slowly calmed down, his body slumping over her. He began to nuzzle her, like a tamed beast seeking the scent of their owner.
Renalie held him close, her hands running through his sweat-soaked hair. She could feel his heart pounding against her chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His knot was still lodged inside her, pulsing with remnants of his seed but he wasn't forcefully pulling out anymore.
Renalie sighed in relief and just let him seek her scent, let him nibble and lick at her skin.
It was unusual seeing both sides of him. They were both on opposites sides of the spectrum but were both equally different from the serious and regal demeanor she's seen from afar.
Once his knot subsided, his cock slipped out of her cunt, loads of cum leaking out after. She whimpered at the empty feeling.
"Your highness..." She whispered, cupping his cheeks. "G-Go ahead..."
She guided his cock back into her, moaning as he thrusted immediately, this time more gentle and less urgent.
He was still in his rut, but her pheromones seemed to have calmed him down somewhat. She could see the struggle in his eyes, the battle between his primal instincts and his self-control.
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper. "H-Harder your highness... Harder..."
He growled, his grip on her hips tightening. He couldnt communicate with her with words in his state, only managing to get growls and whimpers out, but she understood his desires and needs enough.
His thrusts became deeper, faster, increasing in intensity with every second as his animalistic urges took over again.
Renalie could feel his cock hitting her cervix, sending jolts of pleasure-pain coursing through her. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into his back, leaving red welts.
"Y-Your highness! Nnggh...!!" she cried out, her voice echoing in the room. The way she called for him triggered something within him, making him slam into her with such force that the bed shook beneath them.
His balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, the sound of their flesh meeting filling the room. She could feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her completely.
"Oh god, yes! Fuck me like that, your highness!" she screamed, her voice breaking as another orgasm built within her.
He leaned down, his teeth sinking into her shoulder, marking her. She cried out in pain and pleasure, her pussy convulsing around his cock. He growled, his hips moving faster, driven by the taste of her blood.
Renalie could feel his cock swelling inside her, his knot beginning to form. She moaned, knowing what was coming next. His thrusts became more urgent, more desperate, as he chased his release.
She felt his cock throb and before he could knot her, she pushed him off a little, just enough to not knot her but still cum inside.
He growled and Renalie appeased him with a kiss and a gentle caress. She couldnt let him knot her again when his rut makes him impatient. She didnt want him tearing her up by forcing the knot out so he could continue to fuck her.
And as expected, he didnt waste another moment for the 3rd round as he flipped her on her knees.
Renalie braced herself, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she felt his thick cock sliding up and down her slit, gathering her juices.
She whimpered as she felt him prodding her entrance, already anticipating how rough he's gonna be this time just like the king said.
But she also craved it, craved the roughness, the pain, the pleasure. She wanted to be used, claimed, marked.
"Please, your highness," she begged, pushing back against him, inviting him in. "Fuck me hard."
Prince Wriothesley growled, his grip on her hips tightening. Without warning, he slammed into her, burying himself to the hilt.
Renalie cried out, her fingers clawing at the sheets as he began to pound into her with relentless force. His hips moved like a jackhammer, his cock driving in and out of her pussy with brutal intensity.
"G-Good..." he managed to grunt out a word in his animalistic state, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave bruises. "T-Tight"
Renalie could only moan in response, her body completely overwhelmed by the sensation. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock as it stretched her, filled her completely. "Y-Yes your highness... F-Feel good?" she gasped, her voice barely audible over the sound of their bodies slapping together.
He grunted, leaning down to bite her shoulder as he continued to thrust into her.
Renalie's eyes rolled over to the back of her head as she shuddered, her hold on herself finally wavering as his pheromones consumed her. She was losing control, he was gonna devour her and she won't be able to stop it.
"Y-Your... highnesss..." She weakly moaned out.
But he wasn't listening anymore. Her pheromones drowned out by his, his animalistic nature fully taking over with nothing but the desire to breed her, an omega.
Renalie tried to keep her consciousness but the pleasure, the sensations, his scent... it was too much. And now she's completely submitted to him. Getting fucked and bred for hours on end.
Prince Wriothesley's rut lasted for days, most of which was spent on fucking Renalie, only stopping to eat or sleep. Throughout all of it, Renalie's mind was drunk on his pheromones, and just like him, could only think of breeding. Thankfully so. Else she might've come out completely broken and traumatized.
By the end of it, Renalie's body was filled with bites and hickeys all over, her pussy filled to the brim to the point where he tummy buldged a little, inflated with loads and loads of cum. Thankfully the king made her drink a powerful contraceptive before coming to the first prince.
With his rut all finished, Prince Wriothesley stirred awake in the morning, his mind clearer than its ever been, his body feeling refreshed and not in pain unlike his usual ruts spent alone with suppressants or unqualified omegas.
He shifted, grunting as he felt his cock still lodged inside something warm and wet. He looked down to find an unfamiliar blonde, sleeping peacefully in his arms as her pussy encassed his cock.
Was she perhaps that pure Omega his father told them about? Is she why his rut went by smoothly?
As he wondered, he couldnt help himself from shuddering as he got a whiff of her sweet scent. It was intoxicating, unlike any other. And unconsciously, he just found himself burrying his face in the crook of her neck as he thrusted into her sleeping form.
Renalie stirred awake at the sensation of something thick and hard sliding in and out of her pussy.
"Mmm... Your highness..." she moaned softly, arching her back as she woke up fully.
Prince Wriothesley growled in response, his grip on her hips tightening as he continued to fuck her slowly. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, still sensitive from their previous marathon of fucking.
"Fuck... You feel so good... still so fucking tight." He growled as he held her tightly
Renalie moaned, her moans driving him to thrust faster, his hands caressing her breasts.
Renalie could tell his rut was over by the change of his scent and how he could speak to her properly with words, yet... why was he still so hungry?
"Y-Your highness..." She cried out, panting in between moans. "I-I cant anymore..."
She was at her limit. She was exhausted and her pussy was all sore and filled to the brim. Each thrust made spurts of cum leak out from how much there was inside her.
His cock was like a fucking battering ram slamming into her cervix over and over again. "P-Please" Renalie screamed as tears streamed down her face.
Prince Wriothesley's grip on her hips tightened as he pounded into her relentlessly.
"J-Just a bit more... god... it feels so good" He's never had a taste of something this good before. He was too drunk in his rut to remember the sensations but now that he can feel and remember it... no words can describe it. No wonder men all over the empire wanted her.
She was like a drug they couldn't get enough of.
Renalie whimpered as Prince Wriothesley continued to pound into her mercilessly. His cock was like a steel rod inside her pussy, stretching her walls to their limit. You're so fucking tight!" he growled through gritted teeth.
Renalie could only moan in response as she felt another orgasm building within her. She clenched around his cock, whimpering as words struggled to come out.
"Y-Your highness... I-I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum..."
Prince Wriothesley groaned at hearing those words escape from Renalie's lips like music to his ears throughout their days together but now it made it even more exciting for him.
He kissed along Renalie’s neck gently sucking small marks where they met each other’s skin.
Her body tensed beneath him becoming more sensitive than ever before.
He could feel her pussy clenching around him tighter than ever before.
Renalie let out a loud cry as she came undone around him.
Her body shook uncontrollably as waves of pleasure coursed through every nerve ending.
Prince Wriothesley grunted as he felt Renalie's pussy milking his cock for all it was worth.
He couldn't hold back any longer.
With one final thrust that sent Renalie screaming from another orgasm ripping through every inch of herself; Prince Wriothesley released deep inside Renalie’s tight cunt.
He released himself with such force that it almost caused them both falls off bed.
His knot swelled up taking control over Renalie’s tight entrance making sure that every drop stays deep inside.
Honestly Renalie couldn't stop trembling even after they both laid down side by side trying catch their breath.
Her body was still sensitive from their intense fucking session and every little movement sent jolts of pleasure through every inch of herself.
Prince Wriothesley turned her face towards him, then captured her lips in a kiss, this time one that was more careful and gentle. His hands roamed her body, one caressesing her breasts as he kissed her while waiting for his knot to come undone.
Renalie could feel his cock pulsing inside her, his cum dripping out of her pussy and onto the bedsheets. She moaned into his mouth, her body still sensitive from their intense lovemaking.
Once his knot finally subsided, he pulled out of her, and Renalie could feel his cum leaking out of her, trickling down her thighs. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness, her body craving more of him.
Prince Wriothesley must have noticed her discomfort but he let out a chuckle and leaned in for another kiss, his hand continuing to caress her body.
"Rest. You've endured enough..." He whispered, guilt washing over him after realizing just how much he's done to her in his lust filled euphoria.
Renalie nuzzled against his hand as he caressed her head, whimpering like a needy pup.
Her pussy throbbed for more, at the same time it was at its limit with how much cum was leaking out right now.
Prince Wriothesley smiled, letting his pheromones surround her and lulled her to sleep.
As she slept the prince gently began to wipe her body gently with a damp cloth. But when he saw her leaking cunt, he froze. It was taking all of his being not to stuff his cock in there again.
He leaned in, taking in her sweet scent before his tongue began to trace her slit. He groaned as hungrily ate the sleeping omega out. He tasted his own cum from her leaking cunt, unusual but surprisingly sweet mixed with her juices.
He pulled away, staring intently at her used cunt. He shook his head, ruffling his hair, frustrated with his sexual desires.
"But god... you're just too good omega..." He whispered, his hand roaming her body again.
He sighed, getting up to prepare a bath.
He needed to clean her up, take care of her. He felt a pang of guilt for using her so roughly during his rut, but his primal instincts had taken over, and he couldn't control himself. He vowed to make it up to her, to treat her with the respect and kindness she deserved.
As the tub filled with warm water, he returned to her side, lifting her gently from the bed.