My Precious Downfall

"The grip Neteyam had on the alpha's face didn't change a hint, even as the Omaticaya stared right back into those ocean blue eyes, even when the omega tilted Ao'nung's head ever so slightly closer, and even when he opened his mouth to lick across Ao'nung's parted lips.

The movement was unhurried.

It was slow and deliberate.

It was sensual and teasing and promising a not-so-happy-future for the alpha. And dumbly, Ao'nung stood there, not moving an inch and allowing the other boy to do as he pleased. A shudder ran down his spine as he felt the bumpy tastebuds against his skin, leaving a wet trail behind them and a burning feeling engraved in his flesh for the rest of his life. The Omaticaya's tongue was warm against his cold skin. Ao'nung's hands twitched, his ears flickered, his tail quivered.

Neteyam smirked, biting his lip as he stared at the moist skin. Yes! Mate! Kiss! Mate! Neteyam's thanator exclaimed in sheer happiness but the warrior ignored it. Instead, he ghosted his lips against Ao'nung's, hearing the alpha's breath hitching, his eyes zeroing down on Neteyam's lips, expecting, waiting for Neteyam to close the distance. Instead, Neteyam looked back up at the alpha's eyes and shoved Ao'nung's face away with a small mocking laugh, lightly smacking the hunter's cheek tauntingly. Then, he turned around, walking away and back home, leaving behind a stunned Ao'nung, a hand to his burning lips."

Or, Neteyam tries and fails miserably to ignore his soulmate bond tying him to a certain Metkayinan alpha. Thankfully, through many of the great mother's trials, the two of them find their happiness in each other.

WARNING:

This story contains medical inaccuracies, as well as mature content such as SMUT, gore and violence. It also contains Alpha/beta/omega dynamics and MPREG. If you do not like it, DO NOT READ. Thank you very much.