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“Lighter...” Wise sobbed.
He was pinned down by his lover, more beast than human at this point. The alpha's cock was hot and hard and too fucking large for Wise to have any reason when it was driving into him like a piston.
Wise keened as his body convulsed around the dick rearranging his guts. His brain was sludge and his nerves burning up and Wise couldn’t take it anymore. He thrashed, trying to get away because Lighter never stopped fucking him.
“Stop! Lighter, stop!”
Lighter grunted as Wise brought a leg up to try and kick him off but his ankle was grabbed and the hand that had been keeping his own pressed into sheets released him to grip his throat.
“Ah! Ugh, grk.”
Wise choked. His free hands snapped to Lighter’s wrist to try and push him off even just a little because he couldn’t breathe, was choking, was going to die.
Teeth sunk into his calf right above his ankle and Lighter still fucking him, the new angle meaning he was barely pulling out before bumping his pelvis against Wise’s ass.
Wise died.
Dying...
He died, must have. The world when black then white and the lack of air had every thought fizzying out and his body was shaking and shaking and shaking.
The hand released its pressure, now just a gentle warmth. Wise gasped, sucking air back in. It revitalized him and he sobbed as he realized he had orgasmed while his lover had choked him out.
Lighter’s thrusts turned sharp and sloppy and Wise screamed, tried to move away and then sobbed in futility as Lighter gave a warning squeeze of his throat and came and the alpha’s knot expanded in Wise.
His beta body wasn’t made for it and he had prepped throughly so that he could take it, but that had been to take it once, maybe three times and now this was the fifth one. He had done his research for alpha-beta relationships and had done research on how to help with ruts as a beta and none of them none of them had said anything about this.
Lighter, panting above him, leaned down to scoop him up. Wise broke down in his lover's arms. The man crooned at him and rubbed his back, awkward efforts in comforting that would have maybe calmed an omega but did little for any latent instincts Wise had as a dulled beta who had been loved so much as to be in in raw, honey sweetened pain.
“No more...” Wise sniffled out when Lighter’s knot deflated.
His lover curled around him and pressed kisses against his wet face.
“Need to see ya with my kids,” Lighter panted into his ear, “gonna breed yer hole, get ya pregnant.”
This was a mating rut.
Wise trembled. That was only supposed to happen with alpha-omega pairs.
“No...” Wise whispered out. Lighter froze and Wise continued, hopeful that his lover was hearing him through the haze of rut, “baby, baby please I can’t get pregnant. Please stop I can’t take it anymore...”
There was no movement, no sound except for Wise’s heavy breathing.
Lighter leaned up, his lip curling into a sneer. His eyes were pinpricks, the red circling his pupil felt like it could have been glowing.
Wise gasped as he was flipped over. He was prone but then hands were pulling his hips up and Lighter was filling him up again. Wise keened at the cock pushing his walls apart, emptying him and carving a home for Lighter and his seed as if he could hollow out a place for Wise to carry his kids.
Lighter pressed forward so that his front was pressed against Wise’s back.
“Fuckin’ bitch thinking I can’t breed yer cunt?” Lighter snapped, “I’ll show you, fill ya so good you’ll be carrying a whole fucking litter.”
“No...” Wise sobbed, “please...”
Teeth sunk into his scent glands and Wise’s vision blanked out as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. When he came to, Lighter had released the bite and was lapping at the wound, his hips starting to rock.
Wise couldn’t do anything but lay there and tremble and cry. He might not have been an omega but a bite to the scent glands was a bite to the scent glands no matter the dynamic.
Lighter fucked him like he was using him as a cocksleeve until he was spilling into Wise’s abused body, knot expanding. Wise scrambled at the sheets, Lighter’s knot hitting everything so terribly good.
Then Lighter’s mouth was at his neck and once again his scent gland was bitten and Wise went limp. He’s not sure how long it took for Lighter's knot to deflate but as soon as it did, the man released his bite and licked at the shell of Wise’s ear as he started fucking him again.
“Gonna give you everything,” the alpha muttered, hot breath hitting his ear, “don’t you dare move, gonna fuck you until yer mine.”
I am yours... Wise thought, the only thing able to rise in the toxic syrup that Lighter’s biting and fucking had made of his brain.
The third time Wise felt Lighter’s knot expand in this position, the pain snapped him back and he brought his hands up to cover his scent glands.
Lighter snarled and Wise knew, that this had been the wrong move. His hands were wrenched away and the scent gland on the other side of his neck was pierced with alpha teeth.
Did it even matter that Lighter had started fucking his body even with his knot still inflated? Wise couldn’t feel it anyway.
The weight of Lighter pressing him down with the full force of his body and without Lighter’s hand supporting his hips any longer, Wise’s body went prone.
The knot ripping free brought him out of his haze with a keen. He trembled with the force of not struggling (not that he could even move with Lighter’s muscled form weighing down on him). Lighter pressed the knot back in and Wise could feel his own body convulse as an orgasm hit again.
Wise had lost count of how many times he had cum.
Lighter pushed his upper body up, with Wise’s body still prone. Like this, when Lighter fucked him, the bed bounced Wise back up into it. This time, the bite was gentle, teasing the previos bitemarks but not breaking skin,
“There ya go,” Lighter crooned, “so good, so good.”
Lighter pulled back again and pressed Wise down with a hand on the back of his neck. He fucked him like that and this time when the knot expanded, he rolled them onto their side.
Wise’s body trembled.
Glancing down, Wise keened at how his stomach was distended from the cum sloshing aorund inside him and filling him up so much he felt like he would puke.
A sharp gasp caught Lighter’s attention.
“A—alpha!” Wise called, voice hoarse, “look! Pre—pregnant, I’m pregnant... Gonna have your kids, pl—please no more mating hurts...”
Wise felt as Lighter moved, likely to get a look at the stomach Wise was gingerly touching.
An eager noise left his lover’s throat and Wise gave a relieved side as Lighter pressed sweet kisses to his neck.
“Huh?”
Lighter moved them so that they were sitting up, Wise still on his cock even as the knot was deflating.
Lighter’s hips bumped up and Wise keened.
“Whyyyyyy?!”
A hand wrapped around Wise’s limp cock and massaged at it. Wise screamed at the overstimulation and tried thrashing, but Lighter’s free arm was pressing across his abdoment like a metal band, holding him against his lover.
“Good mate, gonna reward ya, did so good, took my knot, so good.”
Wise’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he came dry, Lighter panting and licking at his neck excitedly.
This feels more like a punishment, Wise thought as Lighter fucked him slow and sweet and oh so painfully.
When sense came back to Lighter, he was balls deep in his beta lover. Lighter sucked in a breath at how Wise’s eyes were white, eyes rolled into the back of his head. His delicate body was abused and violated, bite wounds bleeding to his horror, cock limp and almost purple, and the hole wrapped around his cock was enflamed and drenched in cum.
Lighter wrapped himself around Wise, holding him close.
Guilt crashed over him. Alpha-beta pairs never lasted long. Betas weren’t built for alphas. Alphas weren’t able to control themselves enough for bodies not built to take knots.
Eventually you guys will split up, that beta from Section 6 had told him, and me and Wise can enter a real relationship.
He glanced at the night table.
If you take this, the clinic doctor in a town over from Blazewood had told him, it’ll trigger a mating rut.
Carefully, so as not to disturb Wise too much, Lighter reached over and quitly pulled out the blister pack. He pushed out one of the four out of five remaining tablets and swallowed it dry.
He replaced the medication back in the nightstand.
Then he stroked Wise’s hair.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I know ya weren’t built for this... But I need to keep ya.”
His eyes glanced down at the distended stomach. He shivered and felt another pang of guilt for how attractive it made Wise seem. He brought his hand down to rest on the stomach. He closed his eyes and imagined Wise was pregnant and not just so filled with Lighter’s spend that he looked like he could pop at any moment.
“Sorry,” he whispered again, “but I promise I’ll knot and cum in ya so much that I’ll bitch ya with just this rut and then ya won’t have to go and suffer through this as a beta again.”
The best way for an alpha to keep a beta, the doctor had said, is to turn them into an omega with a mating rut.