When Alpha Created Omega

Us

'You were sedated.'

“I understand that.”

'Do you really?'

“You're just my subconscious.”

'I thought we're more than just a subconscious. What has changed?”

My thoughts continue to pressure answers from me. I remain calm under constant nagging because this is my center. Iv been sedated plenty of times before. My mother would demand I be sedated if I acted up enough. It was an easy fix for the problem child.

They didn't count on me becoming immune to the toxins. My strength is always underestimated. I trained year long while others would rest. I believed in expanding and creating an honorable pack.

Instead of sharing my desires and thoughts, my fellow pack members did not have the same goals. Moving to the mountain made everything easy for them.

'You were sedated.' My subconscious mirrors my voice. Annoyingly repeating itself. This is how I used to deal with being tranquilized. Asking myself questions while down helps organize what happen.

But this time I actually don't want to know what happened. I'm going to trust that Theodore is taking care of me and that I'll wake up in our bed. He'll be standing next to the side of the bed, waiting for me to wake up. With a tray of snacks, wearing an apologetic smile on his face.

Maybe I was to tense and attacked Dr. Krif while he was trying to examine me? What if I couldn't take whatever he had to say and reacted in anger?

'What if you stop making up excuses?' My subconscious scuffs at me.

My resolve is strong and I don't fall for the eternal bait. The toxins he used is familiar to my blood stream. It will only be a matter of a few hours and I will be awake. 

'So you're not going to ask any questions?'

“No. I'm not because I have faith.” 

'What about having faith within ourselves?'

It's not lost on me, that this is MY mind berating me. I'm completely smothered by the chemicals and desire to believe in my mate. Not knowing who and what to trust is not how an Alpha should feel.

Suddenly, I understand what's actually bothering me. It's not the use of sedation that has caused my internal alarm to go off. For once in my life I feel so displaced, I'm not sure if I feel much like an Alpha at all. 

'Submitting is not the actions of a true Alpha.'  My inner voice sneers at me.

The inner turmoil continues back and forth tell I regain feeling in my body back. The coldness of the sheets covering my body makes me shiver awake.

Just like I imagined in my head. Theodore is standing by our bed side, looking worried and sorry.

“I'm sorr -

I yank him down into a mouth numbing kiss. My head can play games with me while I'm weak,, but my heart will always tell me the truth. My trust in my mate held true. He's not a vicious warrior. No, Theodore, is a sheltered traditional Omega.

Everything I never wanted in a mate, but everything I needed in one.

Our kisses turn sloppy and to soon we run out of breath. I moan when he slides his fingers up the hem of my night gown. Slipping his fingers right into my bare pussy.

"You’re so wet, Mate".

He mumbles against my neck, where his tongue has begun trailing down my neck. Theo pumps my pussy with his thick fingers a few times. Then brings  his right hand up from my aching hole.

  He gently grabs me  by the chin – forcing me to look directly at him.

"You're so gorgeous."

His fingers are slick against my skin. So I dip my head down slightly, so I can swril my tongue against the calloused pad of his thumb. This time he's moaning and I can feel his need coming off him in waves.

"The results came back negative.....but we can always keep trying."

I laugh at his enthusiasm, its contagious. Pulling him over my body, I casually claw off his expensive dress pants. He can pretend with everyone else, but I know he loves being my Omega.

Being non-traditional didnt tamper with his natural instincts to submit to me. Even on top of me I control our speed. Dragging my claws lovingly up and down his body tell my tips finnaly touching all bear skin. 

I let him pretend he has control easily conplying to his firm hold on my hands above head. Holding me down with his left hand and sliding his own claws down the front of  my night gown.  Quickly setting his sights on my breasts, Sucking harshly on my nipples.

Clamping my hands on his hips, my legs fall open wide.  I guide the hard length of his dick into my pussy. Theo knows exactly what to do next . He puts  his left hand on my throat, using it as leverage to slam in and out of me.

My heart flutters staring up at him, we watch eachotheres face pull and stretch with pleasure. My fangs throb, begging to sink into my mates neck. Feeling weak I give into the temptation.

Warm sweet blood fills my mouth..
Theo screames as the pain rushes through his body. Shaking under him, my swollen clit explodes with piercing pleasure.  Sending my body hurtling into an expected orgasm.