Loving The Unloved (Original Story)

Chapter 3

The first task Charlie was to do was go to his master's room and heal. His master sent up a beta to guide him and help him get situated. He was forced to take another bath as the beta washed him. The woman looked sweet and okay with her job. She wore a professional outfit and her hair looks fine.

She most certainly didn't smell bad either. She tended to his burn with a cool cloth. "Our master is a good, just man. You have to get to know him to understand him." She told him. Charlie didn't know if he should believe that. He seems pretty cold and unfeeling to him.

"It's an honor to lay in bed with him and, one day, bare his children." She added. Charlie kept his mouth shut. What was he supposed to say? He's an Omega who can bare kids. Again, pretty much expected. The only thing that shocked him was the fact he might be having kids thanks to a billionaire, handsome man way older than him. "You don't talk much, do you?"

Charlie chooses not to answer. It wasn't an order or a command, so why should he speak? The woman hummed to fill the silence, continuing to clean Charlie's body till there was no dirt on him and he smelt like citrus. Once done, he was escorted out of the bathroom, not given any clothes. The bedroom was huge. The bed was a beautiful white and gold with white netting surrounding it.

Compared to that, Charlie still felt dirty. The tan carpet comfort his toes and the air smell nice. There was a knock on the door before it opened up. His master walked in with a plate of food. "Leave us." He told the beta. "Yes, sir." She scurried along and out the door she went. Charlie remembered he was naked and covered himself.

The master huffed and place the plate of food on the desk by the window. "Eat pup. I will not have you look hideous and malnourished next to me." Well gosh, kill the rest of his self-esteem, not liked he had much anyway. "Yes, sir." He said quietly before going to the desk. He sat down onto a chair and ate a bit of his food, but not much.

His master got ready to wash, taking off his clothes near him. Charlie kept his eyes on his food, ignoring the temptation to look. The master hummed before heading towards the bathroom. After a moment, the shower was on. Charlie turned his attention out the window.

Everything looked so beautiful and good thanks to all the shining lights. But after what his master told him, he was afraid to go out there. How can there be badness in such a good place? Charlie knows what bad was. He grew up in it. Could his master be lying? "Have you ate enough food pup?" Charlie squeaked and turn his head. His master was in nothing but a towel.

Charlie looked down, ashamed at being caught looking outside. "Yes, sir," Charlie answered. His master towards him to check how much he ate, but Charlie's senses turn to his master. He felt earthy. The good kind. The kind that Alpha's would give when they're ready to mate. Charlie's body tingled a bit, sniffing more of his master and remembering the scent.

"You barely ate pup." His master said. His voice sounded smooth and husky. Charlie closed his eyes, begging for his master to move away. "No, sir." This time, the hummed sounded more like a growl. "Why?" His master asked. Charlie whined, his inner wolf wanting to touch his master's skin.

"I am used to living off scraps sir. This is the most food I ever had." Charlie explained. His master finally moved away from him and Charlie finally had clean air. "I will make sure to fix that. In the meantime, get in the bed." Charlie got up and headed to bed.

Once he touched it, he was surprised how soft it was. He climbed in, the sheets and blankets so smooth and not itchy as his skin expects it to be. The bad thing was when his master took off the towel and climb in bed as well. Charlie wanted to scoot back but didn't want to fall off the bed and make a complete fool of himself.

His master turned a switch and Charlie was in darkness. He couldn't sleep with a man he knows he's going to have sexual relations with sooner or later. Hands touch Charlie's hips and pull him closer till his hips were firmly against his master's hips. Charlie felt the soft cock against his lower belly, his own against his master's thigh.

Charlie wanted to move but was still thanks to the firm hand. "You will have to get used to this pup, for your body is mine. Every night, you will touch my body and I will yours. I will see your body. And I will claim your body. Turn around." Charlie did so slowly, feeling too exposed.

His master pulled him back till Charlie's ass was resting against his master's cock. Charlie didn't know what to do as his master grab his ass and squeezed. He closed his eyes. "This is what you are going to want one day. Does this feel good to you omega?" Charlie's body shook, his inner wolf wanting to take his master's cock now. He whined a bit.

The earthy smell tickling his nose again. "Yes, Alpha. So good." The words escaped from his mouth. His master chuckled. "Too bad you will not get satisfied tonight." His master pushed him away and turn his back to him. Charlie felt played and used.

He had mixed emotions, Charlie fighting his inner wolf to calm down and not beg. He did whine a bit. He chose not to turn and reach out to his master. He held himself, trying to straighten his mind. He never wanted his master anyway.

Too bad his inner wolf did.