Auctioned Omega

by Kellan Larkin

  “So bossy…” A smile spread across Rohan’s face as he slipped into sleep.

  Briar lay down next to him, wrapping his arms around his alpha. After everything Rohan had done for him, he was grateful he could help him. He set to work re-bandaging the deep scratches in Rohan’s side, applying mint leaves to ward off infection, and keeping them in place with larger leaves sealed with mud.

  Back before his pack had been attacked, Briar had hoped to be a healer one day. He could never be as strong as an alpha, but he could help those who defended the pack by treating their wounds. Of course his dream of being a healer would never come true now that he had no pack, but he was grateful for all the knowledge he’d gained about how to care for wounds. He didn’t know if Rohan would still be alive if he hadn’t stopped the bleeding on his wounds.

  He prayed his skills would be enough.

  He didn’t even understand how Rohan was still alive after fighting off so many wolves, but now he was clearly fighting for his life. Briar applied some more mud to the bandage. Thankfully, he’d been able to bring the fever down by applying cool leaves to Rohan’s body, but there wasn’t much else he could do now but wait.

  … Well, there was the old folk remedy that mating was good for recovery. Hundreds of years ago, when packs were constantly at war with one another, omegas would even be kept near the battle lines to provide ahem... healing to fighting alphas. Briar doubted there was much validity to the old remedy, but it couldn’t hurt to try.

  He pressed his hand to his stomach as he felt another cramp and anxiety washed over him. Good moonlight, he hoped he wasn’t pregnant. He still had twelve hours to go before the tincture Peregwin had given him worked it’s way through his system. He’d try not to think of it until then. He didn’t want Rohan to sense his tension. The alpha was already pushing himself to death to keep Briar safe. If he knew they might have a pup to protect too, Rohan might literally kill himself to get them to the mountains.

  Briar brushed away the chestnut brown hair plastered to Rohan’s forehead. He’d keep the baby a secret—for now—but he couldn’t wait for the day when he’d be able to joyfully tell Rohan that they were expecting a family. He only hoped they were somewhere safe when that day came.

  He lay his head down on Rohan’s chest, but kept his eyes open, watching, listening and scenting for danger. He felt fairly certain the packs had fallen back and lost their trail. He hadn’t heard any howling or picked up a whiff of them since he dragged Rohan from the water, and the fragrant grasses should help to hide their scent, at least a little, but he couldn’t get comfortable… no matter how relaxing it was to lay his head over his alpha's heart and listen to the slow thud... thud... thud...

  It was hours later when Rohan finally stirred, raising his head groggily. Briar couldn’t help the swell in his chest when Rohan opened his deep brown eyes. His alpha was breathtaking.

  “How are you feeling?” Briar put a hand to his chest.

  “Better,” Rohan said, wincing as he sat up.

  “Liar.” Briar wrinkled his nose.

  Rohan’s face spread into a lopsided grin. “Well, I had to at least try to lie.” He flopped back into the bed of moss and grass. “I feel like I’ve had an oak tree fall on my head.”

  Briar laughed. “Or maybe fought off dozens of wolves then nearly drowned?”

  “Yeah, or that.” Rohan’s grin widened. He closed his eyes and put a hand to his temple. “We can’t lay around forever, though. We need to keep moving.”

  “How about you listen to me for once?”

  “Not a chance.” Rohan wrapped his arms around Briar, pulling him into his strong body.

  Briar snorted a laugh and pretended to try to escape as Rohan smothered his face with kisses. He hoped that one day, these happy, carefree moments would make up their lives. He’d never known that joy like this could exist, and now that he’d experienced it, he never wanted to let it go.

  “There is one way to prove to me you’re feeling well enough to keep moving.” Briar looked at his alpha with a suggestive grin.

  Rohan raised his eyebrows and grinned. “If a good fucking is all it takes to convince you, I would have proven I was ready to move on hours ago.”

  Briar sincerely doubted that, considering Rohan had been half-dead hours ago, but if there was anything to the folk remedy, mating might help his alpha recover enough strength to continue their journey. Besides, they couldn’t go much longer without masking Briar’s scent again.

  “You’re sure your heat has passed?” Rohan asked. “There’s no chance you could get pregnant?”

  Briar swallowed and nodded. “My heat has definitely passed.”

  He didn’t need to tell Rohan that he might already be pregnant. Instead, he let the thought melt away as Rohan’s lips met his, kissing slow and gentle.

  “I’m so glad you’re safe,” he murmured into Briar’s mouth, slipping his tongue inside. His hands stroked tenderly up Briar’s body, feeling every curve from his hips to his shoulders, finally burying themselves in his hair. Briar moaned into the kiss. Now that he had his alpha, he didn’t know how he could ever live without him. Fate had chosen Rohan as his mate. Briar could feel the soul bond developing between them the first time they’d been intimate, and it had only grown stronger since. He was almost overwhelmed by the feeling when Rohan pushed him down on his side and spooned him from behind.

  His mate’s hard cock pressed against his ass, sending shudders of desire through him, but Rohan didn’t rush to push inside. He took his time, grinding slowly against Briar’s ass as his cock slid up and down his cheeks. Rohan’s shaft was so thick and hard, Briar couldn’t wait to feel it stretch him open again, but the alpha seemed determined to take this slow.

  Rohan let out a hot groan against Briar’s neck, working his way down with wet kisses that sent shocks of pleasure radiating over Briar’s skin. When he’d reached Briar’s ass, he gave it a sharp, playful spanking.

  “That’s to show you who’s boss,” he growled. “I’ve had enough of you telling me what to do.”

  Briar bit his lip. “You think you’re the boss of me?”

  “I know I am.” Rohan gave Briar’s ass another slap, forcing a moan from his lips. Why did it feel so good to be dominated by his alpha like this? It was like Briar’s innermost craving was being satisfied when Rohan’s hand came down in another punishing spanking.

  “Oh, Rohan,” Briar whimpered. “You’re the boss—you’re my alpha.”

  “Say it again,” Rohan growled, breath steaming against the growing welt on Briar’s tender skin.

  He felt so owned, so wanted, as the words fell from his lips in a gasped moan. “You’re my alpha.”

  “I know I am.” Rohan placed a kiss right at the arch of Briar’s back, sending shivers up and down his spine. When Rohan placed a hand on either one of his thighs, pushing them open, Briar spread himself eagerly for Rohan’s caressing tongue.

  Briar gasped as Rohan wet his pucker with possessive kisses before sliding a finger inside. Every touch from his alpha was an act of ownership that left him craving more.

  “You’re my alpha,” he breathed again, barely able to find air to speak with all the pleasure exploding within him.

  “Mmm, that’s right,” Rohan groaned into his skin, kissing back up Briar's spine until he was spooning him again, fingers thrusting in and out of his slicked hole, giving him a sweet, aching stretch that only made him crave more. He wanted to beg for Rohan’s cock, but he would give in to his alpha and let Rohan use his body as he saw fit. As torturous as it was to let Rohan take control, it satisfied Briar’s most instinctive craving for submission.

  He arched his back as Rohan gripped his cock, pumping slowly as he ground against his ass, thrusting his fingers in and out, breathing into his hair in deep, raspy gushes of hot air. Briar groaned. His cock ached in Rohan’s hand. He just wanted to be filled. Stretched. Pounded. Owned. But his alpha loved to take things slow, tease every bit of need that he could f
rom his submissive omega.

  Hot sweat dripped down Briar’s back and he bit his lip, shuddering with unbearable pleasure that was just short of what he needed. He needed that thick cock that was grinding up against his ass. He needed it inside of him, filling him until he thought he might burst.

  He put his hand to his mouth and bit down to keep from crying out for more. He could feel Rohan grin against his bare shoulder. The alpha knew exactly how much he was torturing him.

  “You’re my alpha,” Briar panted again. “You’re my alpha.”

  “Oh, good moon,” Rohan exploded in a groan, clearly unable to resist any longer. He slid his fingers from Briar’s needy hole and plunged his cock in with one long stroke. It was so fast, so hard, that Briar almost cried out with pain as he stretched to accommodate Rohan’s thickness. But when the alpha’s cock was completely inside him, Rohan began moving with slow strokes until the pain melted into hot pressure and then complete bliss.

  Yes, this was the alpha fate had chosen for him.

  Briar pressed his back against Rohan’s chest, moaning out as his alpha gave him exactly what he needed. Rohan continued to stroke Briar’s cock as he plowed into him from behind and the combination was so intense that it overwhelmed every sense he had. Rohan wrapped his free arm around Briar, hugging him tight to his body as he fucked him deep hard, making him feel so safe and protected. The light welts on his ass stung when Rohan’s hips slammed against them, but even that just blurred into the pleasure, creating an intense sensation of belonging to Rohan. His alpha owned him so completely. So perfectly.

  As that thought ran through his mind, the pleasure of being possessed became too much for him to bear. A long moan poured from his mouth, and his body clenched, tensing and spasming as his release gushed out into Rohan’s stroking hand.

  “That’s it, come for your alpha,” Rohan growled into Briar’s hair, teeth clenched. His rhythmic thrusting sped up and then stuttered. He gripped Briar tight to his chest as he exploded in rumbling groans. He bit down lightly on Briar’s shoulder as he came hard inside him, shuddering as wave after wave of his seed filled the omega’s body, only adding to the stretch of his hard cock.

  Briar let out a satisfied purr as glorious post sex after glow swallowed him in a warm haze. He could feel the slight sting on his shoulder where Rohan had bitten him—not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to leave a temporary mark. His mark.

  “I think I was made for you,” he breathed into the darkening night.

  “I know you were.” Rohan nuzzled his neck, kissing the spot where he’d left his mark. He slid his cock out, making Briar sigh at the loss. He wished he could feel his alpha inside of him all night.

  Then he swallowed, remembering with a rush of anxiety, that it would only be a few hours before he’d find out if he was pregnant. He bit his lip, wondering if he should tell Rohan what was going through his mind—no, there was no reason to worry him if it was nothing.

  And if it ended up that he was pregnant… well, he’d figure out a good time to tell Rohan. He didn’t want to add more stress to his alpha’s mind, but he didn’t want to wait too long either. He closed his eyes and breathed a sigh. One step at a time. He didn’t need to panic until he knew he was pregnant. Until then, he’d try to stop letting the thought invade his mind. They were living moment to moment as it was.

  He sat up slowly, wincing at the still unfamiliar soreness, feeling Rohan’s release spill from him as he moved.

  “Damn, you look good with my cum dripping down your thighs,” Rohan groaned.

  A hot blush covered Briar’s cheeks and blood rushed to his cock all over again. “I thought you said we needed to keep moving.”

  Rohan pounced him, pinning him to the ground like the wild animal he was. “We do, but I need this more.”

  Briar grinned to himself as he saw how much Rohan’s condition had improved. There was something to that old folk remedy, that was certain.

  Rohan

  The air was clear of any scent as they ran through the night. Rohan didn’t dare to hope that the packs had let them go, but for now they weren’t being followed, that he could tell. He and Briar could put some good distance between themselves and the rest of the wolves.

  He didn’t know how he’d done it, but somehow Briar had brought Rohan’s strength back up to the point where he could run, though he still wasn’t sure how he’d fare in a fight if they ran into another alpha. He almost felt joyful as they jaunted through the woods side by side. He loved feeling like he and his omega were a team.

  Though he couldn’t help being bothered by the anxiety that kept creeping over Briar’s face. Was he fearful of the alphas catching up to them?

  ‘Don’t worry.’ He nuzzled up to Briar as they ran. ‘There’s no one following us for now.’

  Briar nodded, but his features didn’t seem to relax at all.

  ‘I need to stop for a minute,’ he panted.

  Rohan slowed, and Briar ducked off into the trees. It only took a minute for Rohan to realize that Briar was relieving himself. Ah, maybe that was why he was looking so stressed. Rohan snorted a small laugh.

  But when Briar returned from the brush minutes later, he looked more distressed than ever. He must have been worrying that he’d caused them to lose precious time.

  ‘We’ll be okay.’ Rohan nipped his neck playfully. ‘There’s a system of caverns up ahead where we can rest when the sun comes up. We should be out of pack territory within a few days and then we’ll be safe to live the rest of our lives together.’

  Briar nodded, but his shoulders remained stiff, and Rohan could sense the tense energy radiating off him as they ran.

  ‘What’s wrong?’

  ‘Nothing.’ Briar shook his head. ‘I just need to rest.’

  Rohan nodded, picking up his own pace a little to match Briar’s, which seemed to have a renewed urgency. It must’ve been fear of the packs pushing him on and causing this anxiety. What else could it be?

  He was sore by the time they reached the caverns. His body had recovered enough to keep moving, but he still felt the aches and pains of hundreds of tooth and claw marks. The wound in his side was angry and stinging from the sweat dripping into it and he just wanted to rest with his omega. He prayed to the moon that their sleep wouldn’t be disturbed.

  He led the way deep into the twisting rock tunnels that had been carved into the limestone by glaciers thousands of years ago. Briar kept by his side, shivering slightly as they went deeper and deeper into the tunnels until even his wolf’s eyes couldn’t see through the darkness.

  He shifted back into human form and pulled Briar into his arms. His omega had woven a small grass basket that he’d hung from his side as they ran, and he removed it, only to begin folding it out into a thin mat. It was amazing the craftwork omegas were capable. The mat wouldn’t provide much comfort, but it would keep them off the cold, wet cave floor. The caverns were no place to stay for long, but they would be safe here for now.

  Briar opened up a smaller pouch made from broad leaves and began eating berries from it.

  “You need to eat too,” Briar urged, pressing some berries into Rohan’s hand.

  He tried to push the small morsel back. “I’ll hunt after we sleep.”

  “You’ve worn yourself ragged.” Briar nuzzled his neck. “You’ll do no good protecting me if you kill yourself in the process.”

  He finally accepted the berries reluctantly, wanting to give it all to his omega, but his growling stomach wouldn’t let him refuse. And besides, Briar was right. He needed to keep his strength up to protect them. Even a few small berries would help stave off his increasing hunger.

  After he got some sleep, he would go out and hunt. They could stay in the caverns at least until they got their strength back. He winced as he lay down forgetting that his side was still badly wounded. Some rest would do both of them good.

  Briar’s muscles were still tense and agitated when he lay down beside Rohan, pressing his bo
dy close for warmth.

  “Are you frightened, little one?” Rohan asked with concern.

  Briar shook his head. “I just have a lot on my mind.”

  “You can tell me anything,” Rohan murmured, feeling a wash of guilt course through him because there were still secrets he was keeping from his omega, though he hoped Briar would one day understand why he’d kept his reason for being at the auction a secret.

  Briar just shook his head. “I just want to sleep now. I… I have a lot to process.”

  Rohan nodded, finding it hard to resist the waves of drowsiness and exhaustions pulling him away from consciousness. He wrapped his arms tighter around Briar, hoping that he could make his omega feel safe enough to have good dreams.

  Briar

  It was so dark when Briar opened his eyes that he didn’t realize at first that he was alone. It was only when a cold shiver ran through him that he knew Rohan was gone. He must have gone out to hunt. It was strange how quickly he’d become accustomed to the alpha’s body heat beside him. In fact, it felt like it was something he’d been missing his whole life. Memories from the night before surged in his mind as he slowly shed the sleepy haze.

  He was pregnant.

  He remembered the wash of shock the night before when he’d stared at the blue tincture in the moonlight, unable to believe it was true. But it was. He was pregnant.

  Good moon how could this be happening? He put his face in his hands, grateful that Rohan wasn’t there so he could finally break down. He’d held it all in, unsure of whether he should tell his alpha yet. His body shook as he took in shallow breaths. What was he going to do? How would he tell Rohan? He was sure the alpha would be overwhelmed with guilt for getting Briar pregnant. Not that it was his fault. But Rohan would see it as failing to protect him somehow. Briar chewed his lip. If they were safe in the mountains, Rohan would be overjoyed when he found out that his omega was carrying his pup. But would it be wrong to keep this a secret from him until then, even if he were doing it for the alpha’s good?