Auctioned Omega

by Kellan Larkin

  “Look, I really don’t want to have to tie you up.”

  Still nothing.

  Rohan sighed, slinging Briar onto the ground and fishing a length of leather from his bag, twisting it around Briar’s wrists, binding them behind his back, and tying the other end around his own wrist. The omega barely fought him. He took that as a good sign that he was earning Briar’s trust.

  He dragged Briar into a small cave hidden by bushes that he’d scouted out on the long journey down to the omega auction. The sun was coming up and if he didn’t get some sleep, he’d be useless if he ran into another alpha. He could still scent the packs in the air, telling him that they were pursuing him. Of course when they figured out that the prized omega had gone to a rogue alpha, they’d want to get him back.

  “Where are you taking me?” Briar asked.

  Rohan lay down wearily on the hard cave floor. “I thought I told you to stop asking questions.”

  “No, you told me to stop talking.”

  Rohan laughed. The little omega really was feisty.

  “Come closer to me,” Rohan said.

  “Why?” Briar’s eyes showed fear.

  “So I can try to mask your scent with mine.”

  “You’re not going to—”

  “I’m not going to fuck you.” Rohan snapped, and regretted it. He wasn’t angry at the omega. He was angry at himself because truthfully, he wanted to fill Briar with his cock more than anything. But getting close enough to him might help hide his scent a little.

  Briar hesitated before sliding closer to Rohan, nestling into the space between Rohan’s chest and bicep. It seemed the omega was acting on instinct when he relaxed into Rohan’s body. Yes, it was natural for omegas to seek protection from alphas. It was their disgusting culture that had turned an omegas protector into his greatest fear.

  Rohan ran a hand through Briar’s soft hair and whispered, “I’m going to make sure you stay safe no matter what I have to do.”

  “Why?” Briar murmured sleepily.

  “No more questions.”

  This time the omega obeyed without a fight. He must still have been exhausted and completely in shock because he fell back asleep. Rohan inhaled the sweet scent of his skin and exhaled a hungry groan. Having Briar show this kind of trust and vulnerability only made Rohan’s temptation harder to resist. Blood pulsed in his cock as he watched the soft rise and fall of Briar’s chest, his features soft and relaxed.

  He’d never wanted to claim a creature so badly in his life.

  Briar’s hair was a pale blond that contrasted stunningly with his piercing blue eyes. He couldn’t have been much older than twenty years and his heart shaped face had a beautiful innocence. Under all his fear and bitterness, Rohan could tell Briar was gentle hearted, kind and nurturing. He seemed to act on an omegas instinct so naturally, even though he had a fight in him that'd challenge any alpha.

  He held in a groan, wishing he could take those soft pink lips in his. Briar brought out every base instinct the alpha had. He just wanted to put his hands all over the sweet little omega and force him to tremble with shudders of pleasure.

  With their proximity, he couldn’t even relieve the pressure building in his cock without waking Briar. All he could do was lay there in complete torture as his arousal burned under his skin.

  He closed his eyes and imagined how Briar might moan beneath him when Rohan pushed his cock into his tightness, how he’d grab at Rohan, pulling him in deeper as he begged for more from his alpha.

  His cock was achingly hard, pushing against his pants. If he let his mind go on this way, he didn’t know what would happen. These thoughts were fantasy—nothing more—Briar didn’t want him that way, and Rohan didn’t blame him. In the eyes of a vulnerable omega, a rogue alpha wasn’t a protector. He was a monster.

  Briar

  A howl woke him.

  Briar bolted up, fear jolting down his spine. The howl sounded exactly like the one he’d heard the night his pack was attacked. The alphas were coming back for him.

  He squeezed his eyes shut and curled his legs up tight to his body. The urge to run was so strong, but how long could he go before they caught up to him? He couldn’t bear the thought of being dragged off and auctioned in the arena again, being awarded to the cruelest alpha who would use him for fucking and breeding and who knew what else. His teeth began to chatter and he clenched them tight to make it stop.

  “Hey, it’s okay.” Two strong arms wrapped around him, enveloping him in comforting heat.

  Briar shuddered. The worst part about alphas was how instinctive it was for an omega to trust them. Alphas used this to their advantage to manipulate poor omegas.

  And yet…

  Rohan hadn’t been anything but kind to Briar. He let himself lean into Rohan’s arms as another howl tore through the growing dusk. There was more than one wolf out there—how many could Rohan fight off if they were found?

  “They’ve picked up your scent,” he growled, untying Briar’s arms from behind his back. “Damnit, an unmated omega just smells too fucking good.”

  A cold chill ran over Briar’s skin. He didn’t know if he should really trust Rohan, but he knew he was better off with him than he was back in the hands of the packs.

  “Mate me,” he whispered.

  “What?”

  “I said mate me,” he repeated with a small growl. “Mask me with your scent.”

  A low groan rose from Rohan’s throat, and his arms tensed around Briar. “That’s not what you want.”

  “What I don’t want is to go back to the Bloody Fang and endure another auction.” Briar’s lips set into a hard line. “Mate me.”

  Rohan licked his lips, his eyes glowing with arousal. It was clear the request was too much for him to deny, and yet he was still trying to resist. What kind of alpha was he, that he would refuse to mate a begging omega?

  Briar didn’t understand Rohan’s hesitancy, but he wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to say no again. Another howl sounded, nearer this time, and three more answered back. They were getting closer.

  Briar pressed his lips to Rohan’s, forcing a gasp and then a moan from the larger man. Rohan’s hesitation melted instantly, his alpha’s instinct taking over as he pushed Briar to the ground and climbed on top of him. Briar let his hands fall to his sides in complete submission that he knew would only feed the alphas arousal.

  Another groan tore from Rohan’s throat as he kissed Briar hard, fucking his mouth with his tongue as he stripped his clothes from him. Briar didn’t want to enjoy this, and yet every cell in his body was on fire. With the powerful alpha dominating him, his most basic instinct was being satisfied. His cock was achingly hard when Rohan grasped it in his rough hand, drawing a moan from Briar’s lips.

  “I wish I had time to go slow,” he murmured, nipping the omega’s ear.

  “Just hurry.” Briar swallowed. It wasn’t just the approaching danger that fueled his urgency. His body was begging to be filled by Rohan’s thick shaft. But when Rohan stripped off his pants and his massive cock brushed Briar’s thighs, he understood Rohan’s hesitancy. He knew alphas were well endowed, but this… he swallowed as he thought of how Rohan’s enormous cock would stretch him open.

  “Just relax,” Rohan murmured into his lips, kissing him deeply. “I’m going to take care of you.”

  A whimper of submission fell from Briar’s lips. It felt so good to let the larger man take control as he kissed down Briar’s body, feeding the need burning through him. Rohan stopped to tease one of Briar’s nipples with his tongue, moaning with pleasure against the puckered skin as he stroked Briar’s stiff shaft.

  “You need to… uhn… hurry,” Briar moaned through shocks of pleasure.

  “Mmm, you really are a bossy little omega.” Rohan growled, flipping Briar onto his stomach and climbing on top of him.

  Briar’s breath hitched as he felt Rohan press down on him, the enormous head of his cock sliding against his ass. He was surrounded
by the alpha’s heat and muscle, and in that moment, he felt completely protected, like nothing in the world could ever hurt him.

  Briar exhaled a moan as Rohan’s cock began sliding between his cheeks, wet with pre-cum. When he felt the large head press against his hole, he just wanted to push up into it, but Rohan held him down with a hand to his back.

  “I don’t want to hurt you,” he growled, though it was clear he was struggling to hold himself back from plowing into Briar’s tight little ass. His cock dripped with pre-cum as he slid it over Briar’s pucker, lubricating him with his profuse arousal. Another moan poured from Briar’s lips and he resisted the urge to buck up against Rohan’s cock again. Finally, when Briar didn’t think he could take any more teasing, Rohan began to push inside. Briar’s tight ring resisted at first, burning heat surging through his lower body like he was being torn apart by Rohan’s thick shaft. When he let out a small whimper of pain, Rohan stopped and pulled back.

  But the loss was even more painful than the hot stretch had been, and Briar begged, “Keep going.”

  It wasn’t just the urgency of masking his scent. Everything about Rohan’s strong muscled body made Briar crave this. The need to be filled was overwhelming.

  Rohan let out a growl of desire against Briar’s neck as he pushed back in. Thankfully, his cock was so slick with pre-cum that it slid easily, but the stretch was still almost more than Briar’s virgin ass could take. He inhaled deep breaths as Rohan invaded him slowly, filling him with his length and girth until Briar was sure the alphas entire cock must have been completely inside him, but when he twisted his head around to see, he’d barely taken more than the tip.

  “Good Moon, just hurry,” he hissed. “Just fuck me.”

  A deep groan exploded from Rohan’s chest, like he was taking what he’d wanted since the moment he’d set eyes on Briar. He plowed into Briar’s tight hole, hard and fast. Stretching heat spread through Briar, driving a whimper from his lips, but Rohan silenced it with a deep kiss. The pressure exploding through his lower half was almost more than he could take, but as Rohan deepened the kiss, Briar let his body relax into Rohan’s, giving in to his alpha the way am omega was made to.

  His alpha.

  Briar let out a long moan as Rohan pressed his hips against Briar’s ass, burying his thick cock completely in the omega’s body. The stretching was somewhere between pain and unbearable pleasure, but he just wanted more of it.

  “Oh, yes, please, just fuck me,” he whimpered.

  “I thought I told you to stop talking,” Rohan growled, but began pumping into Briar’s trembling body with a savage rhythm. Nothing existed outside of that moment between him and his alpha. More howls rose up outside, but Briar had no reason to fear them with his alphas strong body pressed against him.

  He lay his hands flat on the ground, submitting completely to the man claiming him. Rohan gripped his wrists, pinning him as he thrust hard into Briar’s begging body. It was like Rohan was made to fuck him, and when his hard cock brushed the pleasure center inside Briar’s body, bliss completely overwhelmed him. He never wanted this to end, but he could already feel himself spilling over.

  Shivers of pleasure radiated out from Rohan’s pounding cock, forcing Briar to tremble with need. When he felt Rohan’s teeth nipping at his neck in a sign of protective possession, Briar couldn’t hold back anymore. Shudders wracked his body as he exploded in whimpering moans, release pouring from his hard cock in waves and waves that felt like they would never end.

  Rohan let out a long, howling growl and plunged down into Briar, thrusting and thrusting as he too gave in to his climax, filling Briar with his thick seed—claiming him—until it overflowed, spilling out of him.

  When their climaxes finally subsided, Rohan wrapped his arms around Briar, pulling him in close to his body. Briar wanted to stay there forever. Rohan was still hard when he finally pulled out of Briar, and clearly would have been happy to fuck him all night.

  Briar wouldn’t have minded that.

  “We need to get going,” Rohan said, wiping sweat from his brow. “While your scent is still masked by mine.”

  Briar nodded, feeling Rohan’s seed leaking from him as he rose to dress. Even though he was sore from the alpha’s girth, he just wanted to be filled again, and again, but they needed to get away from the approaching packs. After all, he didn’t want to share that intimacy with any alpha but Rohan.

  Rohan

  Rohan slowed down so Briar could keep up, but the omega was impressively fast in wolf form, bounding ahead of him, even though he was surely sore from his first mating.

  A thrill ran down Rohan’s spine at the memory. He couldn’t believe the Briar had begged—no, ordered Rohan to mate him. He certainly was a feisty little omega. Thankfully, he hadn’t been through his first heat yet, so there was no risk of him getting pregnant. Though Rohan couldn’t deny he liked the image of Briar swollen with his pups. But of course this wasn’t the time. It might take weeks for them to reach safe territory, and he couldn’t risk putting Briar into more danger by getting him pregnant.

  He shook his head. What was he thinking?

  Briar wouldn’t want to carry Rohan’s pups anyways. He’d asked to be mated to save his life. Rohan wasn’t going to kid himself into thinking Briar wanted to truly belong to Rohan.

  And yet, Rohan couldn’t deny the deep connection he’d felt when he’d been inside of Briar’s tight little body.

  Could it have been a soul bond forming? He growled at himself. None of these thoughts were appropriate. He was just supposed to save the omega, not fall in love with him.

  ‘Something wrong?’ Briar moved in closer to him.

  ‘Nothing.’ Rohan barked back. ‘Just hurry up.’

  The air was heavy with the scent of alphas as they approached the river crossing that marked entry into Bloody Fang territory. Would the rest of the Bloody Fang wolves have been warned about the rogue alpha and omega coming through? Something told Rohan that the news would have spread fast.

  Thank the moon Briar’s scent was masked for now, but that couldn’t last much longer. Rohan didn’t count on finding an opportunity to mate Briar again with the other alphas hot on their heals.

  Shame.

  ‘What was that?’ Briar scented the air, and Rohan could sense his sudden fear.

  ‘Come on.’ Rohan urged. They were still being hunted. That was certain. How much longer could they keep running without stopping to eat or sleep?

  Just ahead was the river, and beyond that, Bloody Fang territory. This was no time to slow down. Rohan plunged into the cold water, hearing Briar follow just behind him. The current was strong, and it took all Rohan’s strength to make it to the other side before he was swept too far down stream, deeper into the pack’s territory.

  Briar emerged behind him, coughing and shivering. Rohan wished he could let the little omega rest, but instead, he began nipping at his heels, urging him on. A cold wind carried the scent of alphas, and Rohan knew the packs weren’t far behind. If they caught up, he’d be dead, and Briar would be… he didn’t want to think about that.

  ‘Hurry,’ he pressed, but he could tell something was wrong. The omega was still shivering, his pace slowing even with Rohan biting at his flanks to keep him moving.

  Gray light peeked out from the trees on the horizon. Morning would be coming soon, and they’d been running all night. Omegas didn’t have an alpha’s stamina and Rohan was sure Briar couldn’t keep going for long.

  ‘We can rest soon.’ He nuzzled up close to Briar, feeling how hot he’d become. Something was definitely wrong with the omega. ‘Let’s stop here.’

  Briar nodded, seeming all too ready to flop down into the earth. Rohan couldn’t help admiring his strength. He’d known alphas who wouldn’t have pushed themselves as hard as the little omega.

  Of course, an alpha would never have as much to fear as Briar did.

  He nuzzled in close to the shivering wolf, resting his head protectively on Bria
r’s neck. It was far from a safe place to rest, but he was afraid Briar might drop dead if he pushed him any harder. He wished he could let him go to sleep, but they had to keep moving. Just as he was urging Briar to his feet, he heard a low snarl behind him. Fuck. He’d been so distracted by the omega’s suffering that he’d let his guard down. He turned just in time to see the Bloody Fang alpha he’d fought in the arena emerging from the trees.

  The wolf stepped forward, growling. ‘What do we have here?’

  Briar

  Briar was on his feet faster than he’d thought possible, ready to dash, even though his muscles ached and chills wracked his body. Rohan stepped between him and the alpha.

  ‘I tore you to pieces in the arena. What makes you think you stand a chance against me now?’ Rohan growled.

  The other alpha exposed his fangs in a cruel grin. ‘Because I’m not alone.’

  Howls echoed all around them and the other alpha opened his mouth to call back, but Rohan pounced on him, snapping his teeth widely. The two alphas tumbled together, rolling in the dirt in a chaotic mess of claws and fangs. Briar held his breath, unable to tell who was winning, until Rohan threw the other alpha off him, flinging him into a tree with a sick thud. The other alpha leapt to his feet, but let out a long whine as his back leg collapsed under him, broken or at least badly wounded.

  ‘Come on!’ Rohan urged.

  He took off in a bounding run after Rohan, ignoring the exhaustion in his limbs. He couldn’t let himself be taken again. His breath felt like fire gushing from his lungs and he struggled to keep up with Rohan.

  ‘This way,’ Rohan barked, only to change his mind when a howl came from the direction they were running in. They doubled back, but the scent of alphas was strong in that direction too. They were surrounded.

  A low growl sounded from Rohan’s throat. He was preparing to fight. A weight sat in Briar’s chest. There was no way Rohan could ward off this many alphas.