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Twelve guards stood in the large room. Six were wearing red armor, while the remaining six wore black. They all watched the three men in the middle of the room negotiating.
"She's still a child," the tall, broody man muttered.
"She is a twenty-year-old woman, Ren," Snoke reminded his apprentice.
"That's a ten-year difference, my lord," Kylo hastily replied.
"My dear boy," Sheev Palpatine interrupted, "what does that matter? Do you think I have requested you to marry my granddaughter to make the two of you happy? No, it is strictly for power. As soon as she presented as an Omega, I knew only the top Alpha would suffice to breed her and help carry on my blood, my lineage. The potential of our bloodlines combining-"
"That's if the bloodlines combine," Kylo interrupted.
"Are you suggesting my granddaughter will not please you?" Palpatine looked at the taller man.
Omega is probably a spoiled brat. Kylo thought to himself.
"No."
"Do you feel you will be bored with her by your side? Kira is merely a vessel. She knows this."
"Does she not think for herself?"
"Omegas are not here to think. They serve one purpose for us: to reproduce. And you, Ren, are not getting younger, and she is in her prime."
"I am to breed her, and then what?" Ren nearly spat, his patience quickly deteriorating.
"After you breed her, your men can have her for all I care." Palpatine smiled a cold smile.
"How will we know if we are compatible?"
"Typically, the wedding ritual begins right before the Omega is due for her heat. However, we can move the ceremony up due to your concerns so she does not go into heat. Throughout the ceremony, you decide if you are compatible. If you decide you are incompatible, your men can have their way with her after taking her. You will only have to see her through her heats until she conceives your child and gives you an heir. If you decide she will be your Omega, mate her and do with her what you will."
Ren glared at Palpatine as he explained. He knew he wasn't going to have a choice in the matter. Kylo suspected this day would come; Palpatine had watched him longer than he admitted. Kylo had heard of Kira but, surprisingly, had never met her.
"I heard your granddaughter is quite beautiful, my Emperor," Snoke added.
"Let's not give the boy false hope. Kira may have several suitors wanting to pursue her, mainly for her last name alone. Now don't fret. She is not ugly, but quite beautiful may be an exaggeration." Palpatine's laugh was cold and empty.
The Omega has been rejected by her whole family.
"With all due respect, my Emperor, I'd rather just get this done and over with," Kylo quietly whispered.
"Perfect." Palpatine brought his hands together. "I was hoping you would agree to a quick marriage without the fuss of courtship. I'll have the altar prepared immediately; you and your men must also prepare. I'll send her a handmaiden to get her ready for the ceremony. Would you like a sample of her clothing or something with her scent?"
"No."
"Very well then. My guard will escort you to the chambers. The ceremony will take place in thirty minutes. That should be plenty of time."
Kylo pursed his lip and clenched his jaw as he and his knights were escorted out of the room and down the dark, damp hallways of the Emperor's palace. They walked into another large room where ceremonial robes for Kylo and his knights lay waiting. With a sigh, he stripped off his clothes and tossed them on the floor without much care. General Hux and Lieutenant Mitaka stood nearby, serving as witnesses to the marriage. The Emperor had prepared everything, including the seven goblets.
Stepping into the 'fresher, he quickly washed his hair and body, then stepped out to dry. His six Knights of Ren did the same. Kylo's cold eyes glared at the red goblets momentarily before he grabbed one with a low growl.
Rose quickly ran down the hall to the princess's quarters, carrying a thin black dress. Her heart felt like it would jump out of her chest. She quickly scanned her hand on the door's access panel before they opened. She could hear the water running from the 'fresher. Rose nervously swallowed, walked to the 'fresher door, and poked her head in. She could hear Kira softly humming.
"Your Highness," Rose softly called out.
"Rose! You startled me." Kira said as she leisurely rinsed her hair. "I was thinking of going up the mountain to meditate soon. Are you up for a journey?"
"Your Highness," Rose repeated.
"Goodness, you're never this formal. Just call me Rey." She smiled as she waited for an answer. "Rose?"
"I'm afraid you will not have time for a hike, Your Highness."
Kira turned off the water. "It's time, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Who is my betrothed?"
"From what I understand, you are to be wed to Kylo Ren, master of the Knights of Ren."
A strong Alpha.
Kira grabbed a towel and blotted her face before drying her hair, unphased by the news. Her grandfather has discussed Kylo Ren before, and she's heard of his aggressive reputation from others: pure Alpha, full of rage, and utterly devoted to his master, Snoke, and therefore, her grandfather, the Emperor.
"Let me guess: he sent you to my quarters with a gown?"
"Yes, we have less than thirty minutes."
"Did he send a sample of my fiancé's scent?"
"No. Ren refused scent samples."
Alpha doesn't want you.
"Oh." Kira's eyebrows furrowed, and her stomach turned.
Though she had suspected her grandfather would arrange a marriage soon, she didn't expect it so suddenly. She did expect her fiancé to show a little interest and request scent samples. Now she feared she would be tossed to the side, just as she had been her whole life. But for it to happen now would make it so much worse. Her new husband would take her and more than likely give her to his most trusted man, or worse, his knights, until he was ready for her to carry an heir. She felt foolish for holding onto hope that whoever she would wed be interested in her and not view her as just a vessel.
With a sigh, she looked at Rose. "Well, let's get this done and over with."
With a sad smile, Rose nodded and brought the dress over to Kira as she dried off her body. The floor-length gown was thin. The material over her breasts could easily be shifted to the side so her future husband could access her breasts. The fabric was sheer in the right light, and Kira had no time for modesty. She quickly brushed her hair and pulled half of her hair up into a bun while the rest lay over her shoulders. Rose offered to paint her lips and eyes, but Kira refused, already feeling rejected by the Alpha.
"The Emperor requested that you wear this," Rose placed a collar with the Emperor's emblem on a small red pendant around Kira's neck. This collar stood as another test for her future husband. "If I am unable to follow you to your new home, may I please express my gratitude-"
"We don't have time for sentimentality," Kira softly interrupted, looking at herself in the mirror with complete disappointment.
They heard a buzz at the doors. It was time.
Kira and Rose silently walked down the dark halls of the palace and towards the Cathedral. Palpatine remained silent, never saying a word to her, even after opening the doors to her quarters. For some reason, she had hoped her grandfather would say something to her, anything. Her parents abandoned her when she was a small child, and he only took her in because she was his last living blood relative. Rose was the one who had to explain what was happening to her body when she presented as an Omega, something her grandfather already knew but never acknowledged. He solely focused on finding her a mate, carefully studying the most elite Alphas, such as Snoke's protege.
The new scents hit Kira while entering a small wing before the chapel. One fragrance, in particular, stopped her in her tracks. The smell of leather, fire, and cedar made her mouth water and slick start to trickle out.
That Alpha smells perfect. Please, be mine.
"Come now, Kira! You cannot hold up the ceremony. You've smelt Alphas before. Their scents shouldn't be any different," Palpatine chastised.
Kira followed her grandfather into the Cathedral, light shining down on the altar where the Alpha would marry and claim her. He stood with his back turned to them as he quietly spoke with Hux and Mitaka. Her fiancé was large, massive even. He was the definition of an Alpha from height and build alone, and his scent was the strongest in the room.
Kira glanced at the Knights in Ren, bound in chains surrounding the altar, their eyes fixed on her.
Ap'lek and Vicrul lunged toward her, unable to move more than a few inches. Due to the new scent that entered the room and his knight's sudden movements, Kylo finally turned to look at his future wife. Snoke was right. Kira was beautiful, if not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He deeply inhaled through his nose. Lilac and roses filled his nostrils as his eyes dilated and his cock twitched beneath his robes.
Beautiful Omega with a delectable scent. MY Omega.
Kylo realized that he had caught faint traces of her scent before, but now it was as if something he had been missing and secretly longed for had just appeared. He noted she was tall for an Omega and slender. She wouldn't put up much of a fight. Her hazel eyes locked onto his momentarily as she followed her grandfather and the Kissai to the small table that held the seven goblets. He took a few deep breaths, feeling his cock harden with each passing second as she stood before the red goblets. Each goblet had a different colored stone on it.
Choose wisely, Omega. Kylo's inner Alpha thought.
The goblets had a different variety in volume. Ren and his knights had made their offerings before walking into the Cathedral.
Should the young princess choose incorrectly, Kylo wouldn't bother taking her virginity and would immediately pass her off to his knights once the ceremony was over, commanding them to pull out of her. He would only fuck her during her heats in hopes of conceiving a child.
Should she choose his goblet, his cum would fill her mouth, and she would know his taste before uttering a single word to him. He sharply inhaled through his nose, trying to ignore the throbbing of his heavy cock.
The Alpha had very prominent features. Kira found Kylo strikingly handsome, particularly with his piercing eyes. She felt a chill through her body when their eyes met. His eyes were nearly dilated, and Kira hoped this was a sign that he found her scent acceptable. She recognized General Hux as Rose's mate and had met Lieutenant Mitaka before. Her grandfather had kept her from meeting Kylo several times throughout the years.
After following her grandfather and the Kissai to the table, she looked at the goblets. Each was filled with different amounts of cum freshly milked from the Alphas who represented the Knights of Ren. A few goblets had cum that looked too thin; these Alphas would not provide her with strong pups if they impregnated her. She didn't care for the scents in a couple of glasses and felt repulsed by them. She paused momentarily and reached for a goblet that held a bluestone. It contained the thickest cum, but the most volume. She could faintly smell the Alpha's cedar scent from it. She wanted to look at Ren before grabbing it to see if his face betrayed him, but deep down, she knew. This seed belonged to him.
Kira grabbed the goblet and looked at Kylo as she brought it to her lips. His spicy, musky scent became more prominent. The amber rims of his irises soon disappeared as Kylo watched Kira taste the thick, salty bodily fluids he gifted her. She sensed some of his knights' disappointment as she picked the correct goblet. Her pussy clenched as she drank his cum, slick now dripping down her legs as she continued to swallow his creamy, thick seed.
Such a waste. Alpha's seed must be inside me, locked by his knot.
Hux cautiously walked to Rose and locked their arms before walking her away from the bride. Rose looked at her friend one last time before they walked out of the room and up a set of stairs to safely watch the ceremony from a balcony. Mitaka had already made his way to his seat after Kira had walked in. They knew how Ren was, and no one would stand in his way from whatever goal he had in his sight.
Kylo glared at Hux for getting so close in proximity to the Omega that he was to marry and that he would more than likely claim. The only reason he did not outwardly react was that Hux had already mated the woman that walked in with his fiancée. He watched Kira drink his offering like an obedient Omega; her now confident eyes never left his until she finished. He looked at her dainty fingers as she placed the goblet back on the table and how roughly Palpatine grabbed her wrist to walk her over to Kylo.
Kira's jaw slackened as she walked towards Kylo. She noted his exposed broad, muscular chest as he didn't completely close the robe. She could make out the shape of his giant cock under the fabric that would temporarily hide it until it was time to consummate and nervously swallowed. More slick started to trail down her thighs. He looked larger up close, like a statue brought to life. His pale skin looked like marble, with beauty marks scattered across his face and body. She suddenly felt insignificant beside a man who could easily pass as a god.
Kylo watched the confidence crumble from her dilated eyes as they shifted away. Why she lost her confidence was beyond him. From his view, she was a walking goddess. Her toned arms indicated she was not as fragile as he first thought. He eyed her breasts through the sheer gown, admiring her areolas and nipples, wanting to mouth them, grope them. He could even smell her mouthwatering fresh arousal.
Wedding ceremony be damned, he wanted to fuck her here and now. He's never had this strong of a reaction to an Omega's scent before. The woman who stood before him was damn near irresistible. He glared at the collar around her neck, more so at the emblem of the Emperor.
A minor setback in making you mine. I'll rip it off within seconds.
Palpatine offered Kira to Kylo. He reached over and took her by the hand, and his eyes fixated on hers when she peered back up at him. He pulled her closer to his body and then walked them to the altar, where the Kissai waited.
Their scents mixed well as they stood side by side. Kylo and Kira vaguely listened to the Kissai as he proceeded to ramble on about the sanctity of marriage, how they will forever be bound to one another should the Alpha accept her as his Omega. Kylo didn't miss how her hand slackened in his while the Kissai announced it was up to Kylo if they would be mated forever. Kylo looked at Kira from the corner of his eye; her attention was on the wall behind the Kissai.
"Before I proceed with the vows, you are to place your bride-to-be on the altar and verify she is intact," the Kissai announced and moved away from the altar. Though a Beta, he knew better than to be near an Alpha and a potential mate during the exam.
Kira turned towards Kylo, looked him in the eye, and waited for him to move her as tradition called. Kylo's eyes traveled the length of her body as he placed both hands on Kira's tiny waist. Kylo walked her to the altar. He knew this tradition was more on the lines to see if the Omega would cooperate for him. There was no such way to know if one was intact. He then sat her on the stone surface and shifted the skirt of her dress out of the way, running his hand against her right leg as he made his way to her warm core. His eyes widened, and his mouth almost twitched into a smile when he felt the slick that collected along her inner thighs. He watched her breasts rise and fall with each deep breath as he got closer to the apex of her thigh.
All this slick for me.
Kylo took a step closer and held her hip with his free hand while his fingers rubbed against her damp folds.
Kira's lips parted at the teasingly soft touches. She felt his cock against her leg and closed her eyes as he curled his fingers then began to pump them slowly. Her breath startled when he roughly pushed her left leg away to set his hand comfortably at her cunt before dipping his index finger into her folds. Her head tilted back as she felt his digit slide into her tight pussy, and held her breath when he inserted his middle finger, pressing hard against her walls. It took everything for her not to moan.
So tight, Omega.
Alpha, that feels so good.
"Is your fiancée intact?" The Kissai asked.
As if Kylo were in a trance, he blinked his eyes and studied Kira's flushed cheeks. "She is intact." He nearly purred, pressing his fingers on her upper wall several more times.
The slick pop of his fingers pulling out made Kira blush more. Her eyes fell from his and focused on his mating gland that pulsated. She longed to lick and taste him.
"Lick," his deep voice caught her attention again.
Kira looked as he brought his index finger to her lips. She opened her mouth and slowly licked her slick off of his long, thick digit, swirling her tongue around it, enjoying watching him lean closer to her. He pulled his hand away when she began to lick his middle finger; she felt more slick drip from her cunt when he stuck his middle and index fingers into his mouth and sucked them clean. His eyes remained locked on hers.
Sweet-tasting Omega.
Once Kira stood, she could hear the chains rattling around the knights. She also heard the rustling of their robes. Kira refused to look at them, she knew what they were doing, but she was determined to stay focused on the Alpha she hoped would choose her.
The Kissai continued with the ceremony, bringing a bottle of wine and Kylo's now empty goblet. Kylo took the bottle, poured the red wine into the glass, and then offered it to Kira. Once she took her sip, she returned the goblet to Kylo, who took a hearty gulp. They each took a deep breath, then turned to the knife the Kissai presented. Kylo took the knife and then brought Kira's hand closer to him. He pricked the tip of her index finger and then gave her the blade, where she repeated the action. They traced each other's mouths with their blood before Kylo bent down and kissed her lips, sliding his tongue over hers. They both moaned at the tangy taste of blood mixing in their mouths.
Kira whimpered against his mouth as he grabbed her hips and pulled her against his body. Kira let her hands explore his body, landing on his mostly bare chest and sliding her fingers under his robes, leaving scattered traces of blood from her index finger.
"We must complete the wedding ritual before you consummate. Combine your blood, then, my lord, you will decide if she will be your life partner or just your vessel to continue your bloodline," the Kissai stated before walking away.
The knights grew impatient and slowly stroked themselves. Kira pretended they were not there even after Kylo broke their kiss. He took the knife, cut across her palm, and began to slice his until her unscathed hand reached for it. Kylo regarded her for a moment; his cock painfully throbbed as he decided to let Kira be the one to cut him. Kylo handed her the knife without a word and opened his palm for her. She placed the blade against his palm and swiftly cut through his skin. They pressed their bleeding palms together.
"The binding of your blood is temporary. The Alpha will now take the Omega. This is not a lifelong commitment should he decide to spill his seed outside of her. Should he decide this is his life partner, he will bite and claim her after filling her with his seed."
Kira opened her mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by Kylo kissing her again.
He untied his robe with his free hand, then let it fall to the floor, finally releasing their wet, bloodied hands. Kira took a deep breath as she saw him before his hands roughly grabbed the front of her dress and ripped it down the middle. His lips were on hers until he pulled away and laid her on her back on the altar.
Using the Force, he summoned the robe back to his hand and folded the fabric as he looked over her mostly naked body. He leaned over and cupped her neck, lifting her head before placing the robe beneath her head, then climbed onto the altar and spread her legs, settling his body between them. He palmed his cock and began stroking it while admiring her glistening pussy. He looked into her eyes once more and noted she had a hint of fear in them as she eyed his length.
The tip of his cock nudged her entrance, and he bent down, taking her jaw in his hand, his other hand on the side of her head, and kissed her once more. Their tongues teasingly danced against one another as his blood trickled down her jaw and between her collar and neck. Kira once more placed her hands on his chest and ran them to his shoulders, her right palm leaving a trail of crimson in its wake.
"Keep your body relaxed as I fuck you, little one," he muttered in her ear.
"Yes, Alpha," she barely managed to whisper as his lips grazed her cheeks.
Kylo deeply kissed her again while running a hand down her body and gripping her hip. He slid into her wet cunt with a low groan against her mouth, pushing through her tight walls until he was balls deep.
Kira held her breath and tried to move from his lips as she felt the burn of the tear deep within, followed by overall soreness as he filled her. His bloodied grip on her chin tightened when she squirmed before he pulled away. She felt as if she were being torn in two and quietly whimpered.
"Relax," he reminded her as he slowly pulled in and out of her; his thumb grazed her bottom lip.
Kira moved her head just the slightest, took his thumb in her mouth, and sucked the blood off it.
"Good girl, so good," Kylo breathed out and began to speed his thrusts as she licked the blood off his palm. He felt her clench around his walls. "Fuck, I need you to relax, or I'm going to come too soon." He moved his hand and kissed her lips again, then moved to her breasts.
Kira arched her back as he mouthed her soft flesh and spread her legs even more to accommodate him better. The searing pain she first felt now felt dull and was slowly replaced by pleasure as he ground in and out of her.
Kira heard the sound of the other knights stroking themselves could be heard and her breath hitched when she remembered they were not alone.
"Don't focus on them, Omega. Focus on me, the Alpha who is fucking you," he nearly growled out.
"Ah, yes, Alpha," she gasped as he fucked harder into her and took her other breast in his mouth.
"Tell me you can say more than 'yes, Alpha.' Tell me you have a mind of your own."
Kira tried to answer, but it would have been 'Yes, Alpha,' She furrowed her eyebrows, not knowing what to say to him as he fucked her. Suddenly, he hit somewhere deep in her womb, making her toes curl. She tightened her arms around his neck and gripped his hair with her bloodied hand.
"Oh fuck," Kira finally gasped out. "Please. Please, ah." She shook beneath his large frame.
"Please, what? Tell me what you want." He hit the spot again, smirking at the sounds that came from her, happy to hear her speak, hearing her beg already. His lips grazed the leather collar around her neck.
Alpha, make me yours.
"Please, right there, ah, yes!" She cried out when his cock hit that spot again.
Kylo moved his head to watch her face as he fucked her. Kira's hand was still locked in his hair as he moved; he enjoyed how she pulled on his long locks. It only drove him to fuck her harder. Slick covered their thighs and pooled on the altar where she lay.
The rough texture of the stone beneath her scraped against her skin with each snap of his hips, but she blissfully ignored it, wishing he would fuck her forever, that he would choose her and not just take what he wanted and throw her to his knights. She felt him nip at her collar, then heard his quiet curse of 'fuck’ as he began to tug on it.
Bite her, mate her, make her mine. Kylo's inner Alpha chanted as he sped up, completely lost in her deep hot core. Her scent was intoxicating, and he couldn't get enough.
"Do you like this, Omega?" He grunted. His breath was deep, and sweat covered his body.
"I do," she quietly replied, her breasts bouncing with the rhythm of his hips. "Alpha, please keep fucking me." She smiled against his plump lips and enjoyed the feel of his tongue in her mouth.
"Tell me your name," Kylo asked as he finally freed her from the collar.
Kira looked at him with sad eyes. "I thought they told you. My name is Kira."
Kylo stopped thrusting and brought the collar up. "I want your real name, Omega," he commanded, then glared at Palpatine's emblem. "Your grandfather's name will die with him, and you will not carry it or your fake name." He crumbled the jeweled symbol and then threw the pieces on the ground. "I know you have a different name, and now you will give it to me." He grabbed her hips and lifted them for a better angle.
With a nervous swallow, she lifted herself and stopped beside his ear. "My name is Rey." She held her breath, trying to ignore his delicious scent as he snapped his head to look at her.
"I like that name," he finally whispered, then placed his hand on her now sweaty chest, pushed her back down, and resumed fucking her.
"I like your real name as well," Rey softly smiled, then whispered, "Ben."
Rey roughly ran her hand through his hair before sliding it down his arm, arching her back as waves of pleasure rolled through her body. Her moans and cries echoed off the walls as her orgasm grew closer.
Kylo watched as she unraveled under him. Her gland pulsating, he longed to bite it.
"Alpha, please, please, give me your knot. Kylo, please."
Kylo smirked down at her as she began pleading with him, ignoring the knights who loudly groaned as they came while she begged Kylo for his knot.
"Our blood will be temporarily combined, but our marriage will be forever. You will be my Omega as I will be your Alpha."
With a restrained moan, he fucked into her harder. The wet slapping of their skin echoed off the large Cathedral walls. They could no longer hear the knights as they masturbated while watching their master fuck his bride.
"Pull out of her, master! Let us fill her!" Cardo yelled and jerked on his cock faster.
"We'll take excellent care of the Omega. Let us fuck her," Trudgen added.
Kylo growled out of frustration and broke their chains before throwing them against a nearby wall, knocking them unconscious.
"Anyone else?"
The rest of his knights resumed their silence and slowed down their strokes. Kylo glared down at Rey.
"You will not speak to another Alpha," Kylo hastily grunted, feeling his knot swell. "You will not look at another Alpha. You will never fuck another Alpha. You'll never fuck anyone else. You are mine. You belong to me. Ah, fuck," Kylo growled each word with sharp snaps of his hip. He greedily grabbed her breasts with one hand while the other pinned down Rey's arms above her head. "Say it." Kylo bared his teeth as he commanded her to confirm what he said.
"I'm yours," she cried out as her climax finally hit, coming hard all over his cock.
"Perfect, Rey, you're so perfect. Fuck, your pussy feels so fucking good." He was losing control and knew he would be coming soon. He released her hands.
"I only want you." Rey traced the scar that bisected his face down to his gland. "Make me yours, please." She softly caressed the gland that enticed her.
Kylo resumed his pace and could only look into her once hazel eyes. He watched her skin flush and felt her panting breath against his lips as she pulled him closer. He could immediately tell she was close to another orgasm.
"Please, give me your knot." Rey nipped his lower lip. "Please, Alpha, give me your knot," she whined as he teased her clit. "Ben."
"Oh fuck," he grunted as his knot sealed them together. His cock twitched as he filled her with his cum. His teeth grazed her gland, then roughly bit down on the burning flesh. The scream that escaped her mouth made him immediately come again.
The feel of his teeth tearing through her flesh felt hot, like a fire that triggered another orgasm as his tongue lapped her gland. As soon as he released her, she grabbed the side of his neck, bit Kylo's gland, and closed her eyes, listening to Kylo moan.
Relief flooded their bodies as they mated. A feeling that something had been missing from them both now filled them. They had each found a sense of completion in the other. How strange to find it in a perfect stranger.
Rey released his gland and laid back down, looking at the man she had only just met less than an hour ago, who was now her husband and mate for life.
With a somber expression, he looked down at Rey, and he could sense her worry and moved loose strands of hair out of her face.
"I will take care of you, little one. I will provide for you, Rey. We'll figure this out." He was interrupted by a loud moan from above that belonged to Rose and several loud grunts from Hux. "First, we are leaving so we won't be interrupted by others."
"Yes, Alpha." Rey bit her lip, remembering what he had said earlier. "The sooner, the better."
Emperor Palpatine and Snoke watched the newly mated couple from high up on the balcony with piqued interest.
"You'll have to watch out for my apprentice, my lord," Snoke said while watching Kylo cover Rey's body with his robes before carrying her out of the Cathedral.
"I'd be more worried about my granddaughter turning your apprentice," Palpatine coldly replied, then turned to Snoke.
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