Alpha's Big Boy (mxm | mpreg)

2.

It had been 3 days of locking myself into my house, no one had bothered to stop by- not even Clayton to both my relief and displeasure. I finally managed to pick up a shift at Leash & Collar, which they greatly appreciated- I had been gone for three days after all.

Staring at my reflection in the mirror I looked sad and tired. My purple eyes were red and puffy and my usually neat hair was a jumble of tangles and snarls. Sighing, I pulled it up into a bun and splashed a bit of water on my face, changing into my uniform and heading out the door, bag in tow. 

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Arriving at the club was nothing short of nerve wracking, the usual omegas who loved to doll me up were brushed off and glared at- making me look pretty did nothing. No one could love me. After snapping at a rather pushy guest, I was sent off work early with a whiskey and a pat on the back, so now here I sat, half empty bottle and red teary eyes. I eventually got sick of the pitiful stares and headed out back, leaning against the wall and trying to hold back another flow of tears. 

Hearing laughing and the slight bump of bass music, the door swung open to reveal two men sucking at each other's faces, I looked over to inform them the exit was the other way, but stopped dead. 

There he was, with that little minx. 

"Clayton?"

He hazily looked up at me and laughed "Oh, hey. Thought I'd say hi" I swallowed the lump in my throat as they stumbled back into the club, leaving me curled up and sobbing. Holding my legs to my chest, tears poured down my face as I hiccuped, the scent of my sadness and distress prominent. 

I was too wrapped in my misery to notice the alpha who'd sat next to me until his warm hand rubbed along my back. I looked up in fear and met searing yellow eyes that burned and dominated my very soul- causing me to cry harder. 

The man panicked a bit and shushed me gently, pulling me into his arms and rubbing circles into my back "Shhh, shhh sweet little one.. it's okay.. it's okay" my hiccups soon died down to quite whines as I snuggled into his broad chest, soaking in the warmth of his arms. Pressing my nose into his throat, I breathed in the dominant scent, still a bit tipsy and needy "A-al-pha.." I sniffled, earning another gentle coo from the man "I'm here, I'm here" 

He was clearly much taller than me and larger as well, I felt so small in his arms and god I fucking loved it. The pure bliss of being cared for sent purrs rumbling through my body, earning a chuckle from my alpha. "Oh such a sweet little omega, I'll take care of you... fill you up with all my pups, let you snuggle up at home while I work hard for us... you want that little one?" 

In my drunken state, I all but sobbed, thinking this was some sort of fever dream as I nodded "Y-yes! Don..t dont lemme go..! Alpha, pl-please..~!" I cried harder, clung to his neck as he stood, scooping me easily in his arms and nosing into my neck, eliciting a happy purr from me. 

I vaguely remember making a fuss about letting go of him as he tried to get me into a taxi to my house- which I refused to tell him where it was, nor call any of my friends (not like I had any). Eventually, he seemed to get me into the vehicle and set off to his house, where I groggily awoke, my body burning and my cunt slick with need. 

"ALPHA!!"