Caught

by anopendoor

Summary:

It was supposed to be a fun week away. No parents, no supervision.

Rey never expected she’d end up in the cabin alone with an Alpha in rut.

Even worse, an Alpha bully who made her life a living hell over the last few years.

And she has nowhere to run…

Notes:

• For pocketsofdaisy.

So, here I am with part 1, sharing my interpretation of this incredibly juicy prompt from @reylodarkprompts.

This wouldn't be here without Mish yelling at me in dms to write this with all her love bullying. So, all the thanks to her 😝 and Kat 💕for pumping me up with so much encouragement and excitement and excellent ideas this basically wrote itself.

Not sure the exact vibe of the prompt other people got, but this has a sliiight thriller undertone and I want to preface that the tag 'Toxic Relationship' is very applicable here. Rey is about to get pounded by her bully after all...

Please read the tags first, and thanks for checking this out! 💖

Chapter 1: Hunt

 

 

 

She shivers at the sight of it. At fourteen, that’s how she knows she’s presented. That’s what they said could happen. It’s the hormones. Instinct.

 

Rey knows she should go to the nurse’s office right away for an emergency suppressant. It’s what they’re supposed to do. But she’s on her way to her third period, and the nurse's office is on the complete other side of the building and—

 

Holy shit he smells so good.

 

A flood of embarrassment flushes through her, secreting a fluid in her body that pools in her panties.

 

It makes him turn sharply to look at her, and that dark pinkish spot on the back of his neck that Rey has caught a glimpse of under his polo collar swirls from view. In its place are two dark, leering eyes. 

 

He’s glaring at her so fiercely she thinks he could gouge holes through her skull.

 

If the fuzzy feeling in her stomach wasn’t so severe, she’s sure she would be afraid. He was a huge, towering Alpha, after all—even at fifteen. 

 

She keeps staring, limbs locked in place waiting for—something to happen.

 

He takes a step forward then stops, something like repulsion filling his face as he snarls, “Fucking Omega slut.”

 

The word is shocking to Rey’s ears. She’s never been called that before. 

 

Then, Rey really does flee and decides she’ll take missing third period as long as she can have that emergency suppressant stat. 

 

She shakes her head as tears fling from the corners of her eyes. Rey tries to convince herself she does not have any feelings of any kind for Alderaan School’s number one bully: Kylo Ren. 

 

If she could even call the things that were happening to her body as feelings.

 

 

-

 

 

An alarm rings loudly, breaking apart the school hallway into wisps of smoke, and her eyes open to see her bland bedroom walls glaring back at her under the rising sun. 

 

Rey groans and she rolls over onto her stomach. The alarm rings louder and she sighs, wishing she could just stop it telepathically. 

 

Her arm reaches out for her phone and she taps the ‘snooze’ button aggressively. With a huff, she turns onto her back, her eyes staring up at the cracked ceilings. 

 

She wonders if she’ll ever stop having those dreams.

 

“First day of senior year, Niima,” she mutters to herself as she inspects the fractures of chipping paint above her.

 

She thinks she should be more excited. After all, this would be the first year of school without him there tormenting her every day. She never got over the meanness. It still haunts her even now, even though Kylo Ren has graduated and gone off to college and is no longer in Coruscant to make her life a living hell.

 

Maybe it will get better.

 

She puts eyeliner on for the first time in an effort to try.

 

“This year will be different,” she says with a sureness she doesn’t feel. “No more whore in heat jokes, no more comments about how awful your slick stinks. No more taunts about being a horny slut for Kylo Ren. It’s going to be better.” 

 

She tells herself this.

 

Over and over.

 

She doesn’t get why she still feels so off. It’s like a low-sounding hum buzzing just in the background. Enough to unsettle. It’s a dull ache, it’s hollow.

 

She just wants to have a friend—one friend this year.

 

This might finally be her chance.

 

 

-

 

 

“Hey, I’m Kaydel.” 

 

Rey blinks and realizes the new girl in class is talking to her. Her. She tries not to look so surprised.

 

She had hoped for a friend after all. Was it possible she could have manifested this? And so soon at the beginning of the day in Homeroom?

 

“H-hi, I’m Rey.” It’s strange and unfamiliar, talking to someone. 

 

She curses, had Kylo’s torment done so much damage she couldn’t remember how to be anything other than isolated and alone?

 

But here, with Kaydel, the dirty blonde was offering her a second chance.

 

“I’m new here, though I’m sure that’s obvious with a school this small.” Her eyes crinkle when she smiles. She’s wearing the school uniform differently than they’re supposed to. Her skirt is definitely too short, and her blouse is too fitted. She looks cool. Way too cool for Rey.

 

“Oh, where were you before?”

 

Kaydel shrugs and makes a sour face. “Boarding school, but I got kicked out. It wasn’t that great anyway. Way too many rules and far too strict. But mom thought it would straighten me out. And the best part was, this time it wasn’t even my fault.” She sounds aloof as she says all this like it’s a regular occurrence. Maybe to her, it is. 

 

Rey wonders why she’s talking to her, the school charity case.

 

And what would she think if she knew? 

 

Alderaan School is a prestigious preparatory institution. It costs almost ten grand a semester, but Rey was smart enough to qualify for one of their scholarships and suddenly she was wearing burgundy plaid skirts with white button-up shirts that were way too boxy for her, navy knee socks that left embarrassing indentations in her calves, and itchy cardigans.

 

Meanwhile, Kaydel makes the school uniform look like something out of a Gossip Girl episode. 

 

“So, Rey,” Kaydel brings her attention back from her inner reveries. “What’s Alderaan’s deal?”

 

Rey looks bemused. “I don’t know, I’m not really the most...popular student here…” she trails off when she hears some giggles in the distance. 

 

Kaydel glances over to where there’s some quiet snickering from a group of other girls behind them in the corner. Rey watches her shoot them a glare and then roll her eyes. 

 

“Listen, I’ve already had my share of mean stuck-up bitches at my last school. I’m not looking for a repeat. You seem cool, real.”

 

It feels strange, to hear someone say anything remotely nice to her, let alone a compliment like that.

 

No one has ever referred to Rey Niima, slutty Omega outcast, as cool.

 

“You don’t think I’m just a dumb, Omega slut?”

 

Kaydel gives her a surprised look. “Why would I think that? I just met you.”

 

Rey thinks she’d be just as shocked to hear that it didn’t matter if people knew Rey or not. Because of Kylo’s harsh words, that was all it took to ostracize Rey from the rest of her class, and even most of the school.

 

But she has a feeling Kaydel does what Kaydel wants, regardless of what anyone thinks.

 

Kaydel doesn’t wait for Rey to answer. “Hey, as I said, I know all about mean bitches alright?” She turns to the group of girls still shooting them both side-eyes and after glancing at the front of the room to see their Homeroom teacher Ms. D’acy busily writing in a notebook, she throws them the middle finger. When Kaydel turns back around she’s smirking. “Just stick with me and they won’t give you a problem anymore, kay?”

 

Rey can’t believe she really manifested a friend on her first day of Senior year. 

 

 

-

 

 

Rey’s last year of high school really has been the best year yet. 

 

Rey smiles now when she walks the halls. She’s even developed a few more friendships with two other kids in her grade, Finn and Rose, and they are awesome.

 

But not as cool as her best friend Kaydel. 

 

Rey literally can’t believe her luck. After so many years of torment for being just a “dumb, stupid whore Omega,” finally it seems she’s brushed away her pariah persona and can finally be a normal eighteen-year-old.

 

She even went to homecoming this year for the first time ever and danced and had her first taste of schnapps, which she definitely does not like. But it was fun, and Rey had a great time.

 

“Hey, babe,” Kaydel slings her arm over Rey’s shoulders. “So, I have a great plan for winter break this year. My parents are going to California to see my grandparents and they’re not making me go with them. Mom is totally being way more chill now that I’ve gone almost four whole months without a detention. She definitely chalks it up to your good influence. My mom loves you. And I already talked about it with them and they’re totally cool with us going up to the cabin for a girls week.”

 

Rey rapidly attempts to keep up with Kaydel’s words. “What?”

 

Kaydel stops walking and grabs both of Rey’s shoulders, turning her to face her. “Okay, so before you say no...I’ve been talking to this older guy, a Beta named Poe. He’s so hot—”

 

“How much older is he?” Concern fills Rey because Kaydel’s never mentioned an older guy before…

 

“He’s a college sophomore, so like not that much older.” Kaydel rolls her eyes. “But you know, college guys are so much better than the bozos walking these halls.” There’s a mischievous glint in her eye as she looks at Rey.

 

That’s never a good sign.

 

“So, I was thinking we could make a thing out of it. Invite a few people up, or I can ask Poe to bring a friend…”

 

“W-what?” Rey asks as confusion fills her. In the time she’s known Kaydel, she has wanted to do some things that have made Rey feel uncomfortable, or more out of her comfort zone is a better explanation. Kaydel would often tell Rey it’s “life experience, babe, it’s time for you to live a little.”

 

Kaydel knows Rey was bullied by most of the school, and due to the influence of one major dickhead Alpha Kylo Ren.

 

It still got stuck in her throat whenever she’d try to say his name. Almost four years of traumatizing bullying from an Alpha she couldn’t help but be attracted to. His scent was unlike anything she’d smelled before. He smelled different from all the other Alphas in the school. He smelled perfect.

 

And if that was what hate smelled like, she was terrified to know what it would be like with something like love. 

 

But no one loved Rey. Not even her mom, who spent all of her days, when she wasn’t working shifts at the QuickMart, lying on the couch popping her pills and chain-smoking cigarettes. 

 

Well, maybe Kaydel did. She’s the only one who cared about Rey.

 

Kaydel wiggles her shoulders as her sly smile widens. “I was thinking we could have a little get-together.”

 

“Get together? With college boys?”

 

“Rey, we’re all adults now. Only a few more months until we’re out in the real world. Besides, as I said, it’s not like they’re that much older.”

 

“There won’t be any...Alphas there, right? I just don’t want to be trapped somewhere with people we don’t really know, and what if something happens and—”

 

“Rey, relax.” Kaydel soothes and she mimics taking a deep breath. “I’ll make sure Poe knows not to invite any Alphas. I would never put you in an uncomfortable situation, babe.” Her expression changes then, and she pouts with a pleading look in her eyes for Rey’s consent. Her face says, Pleaseeee?

 

Rey sighs, “Okay fine.”

 

Kaydel’s squeal is deafening. “It’s going to be so fun! And no pressure, you know you’re not obligated to do anything with anyone. Plus Poe said he could bring a couple friends and girls too. It’ll be chill.”

 

Even with all the viable excuses coming out of her mouth, Rey shakes her head, knowing Kaydel’s real prerogative. “You’re totally going to screw this guy.”

 

Her best friend winks slyly. “I hope so,” she singsongs. 

 

Rey sighs internally as she smiles back, resigned.

 

Kaydel does what Kaydel wants.

 

 

-

 

 

Poe said he was driving up with a few friends, Beau, Jannah, and Snap, and he’d meet them at the cabin. 

 

Kaydel smirks as she tells Rey that Snap is a beta at Ach-To State and a lineman on the football team. Beau was in a band. “You have options,” she smirks.

 

But there's no pressure because Jannah will also be present and it can totally just be a group thing.

 

“I think this could be the perfect chance to finally get some milestones out of the way though,” Kaydel says after she turns the radio down as they drive up the winding wintry roads. The pine trees go up and up, Rey can’t even see the top from the car window. “I mean, it’ll be in a safe environment. No pressure of getting caught, and both Beau and Snap have been vetted…”

 

Rey tunes her out as they drive. The snow looks so picturesque up here as opposed to near town. It’s untouched, pristine. It looks like something Rey’s seen in the annual calendars her mom brings home from work of seasonal landscapes. 

 

She hasn’t thought about it that often, and especially not since a certain Alpha was terrorizing her whenever he caught sight of her, but she always hoped her first time would be...with an Alpha.

 

Even though the thought also terrified her.

 

Even worse was the fact that all her illicit fantasies only ever included one Alpha in particular. The one Alpha determined to make her life a living hell and her number one super bully.

 

Rey pushes the fluttering image of his face and his hulking shoulders away. She hates how he affects her, how even with how cruel he was towards her, every part of her body that knew about sexual awareness wanted to be absolutely used up by Kylo Ren.

 

But that was over now. He was gone. She would likely never see him again, and she knows she should be grateful for it.

 

It’s her body that’s trying to betray her.

 

“We’re here!” Kaydel squeaks excitedly as she pulls up the drive.

 

Rey’s eyes widen as she takes in the massive house Kaydel referred to as a ‘cabin’. It was at least three stories, with a huge wooden patio on one side. It was rustic, but Rey wonders if they paid money to make it look like that.

 

The inside is homier than Rey expected after seeing the outside. Even though it’s clear everything in the house is expensive, it doesn’t feel unlived in. Rey eyes the animal pelts on the wall of the hall by the entryway.

 

“Your family hunts?” she asks. 

 

Kaydel shrugs and she heaves the two grocery bags in her hands as she does so. “Eh, my dad and Ben do...or they used to. They’re not really on speaking terms…”

 

Rey hums as she stares sadly at the fuzzy ears of a fox. “What happened?”

 

Kaydel had mentioned Ben in the past, but never said much about him. It didn’t seem like they were close.

 

“I don’t know. Ben’s got...he’s got some issues, and Mom and Dad are really hard on him. I haven’t even seen him since I left for boarding school.”

 

Rey follows Kaydel to the kitchen feeling bad for bringing up an obviously sensitive topic. “I’m sorry—”

 

She stops dead in her tracks when she smells it. 

 

The kitchen is filled with the most alluring scent. A woodsy campfire smell that makes sense given they’re in a cabin in the woods, but there’s more to it. The scent strangles Rey in a way that makes her want to burrow deeper and curl in on herself. She wants to suffocate within and snuggle into its warmth.

 

And the most startling thing of all is how familiar it all is, and the dread that rises to meet her momentary bliss makes her freeze.

 

“Oh holy fuck, what are you doing here?” Kaydel shrieks as she drops one of the bags with an unceremonious plop on the island counter. “Jesus, Ben you scared the shit out of me.”

 

Ben?

 

Ben.

 

No...this couldn’t be happening.

 

Rey’s eyes dart to the big den across the way. The kitchen and den are all one big open space. A huge stone fireplace covers most of the far wall, and there’s a leather couch placed in front of it. Rey's eyes stay glued to that piece of furniture as she stares at the massive torso in view over the back of the couch.

 

It’s impossible to keep track of all the thoughts flying through Rey’s mind as she stares at the one person who’s made her life absolute hell.

 

She’s scrambling to figure out in what universe would Kylo Ren ever also be her best friend's brother Ben?

 

And now she was in the middle of nowhere in a cabin with him.

 

“Mom said you’re supposed to be in Colorado skiing with Bazine or something?”

 

Those broad shoulders shrug. “We broke up.”

 

Kaydel makes a sound of annoyance. “Okay, well, Mom said Rey and I could have the cabin for the week, so you gotta go.”

 

Ben scoffs. “Why do I have to leave? This is my house too.”

 

Rey is having trouble following the conversation. Her brain is still addled with the onslaught of his scent. After almost half a year of being without it, its potency seems one hundred times stronger. She’s vibrating with every inhale she takes. 

 

He always smelled good, but now he smells...even better…

 

A breath whooshes out of her when she realizes his eyes have landed on her and the panic inside her erupts.

 

It takes her two more breaths to notice the reactions coming from her body.

 

She feels warm, almost hot. She’s definitely perspiring, but it could be out of terror. And the worst of it is, and it always happened to an embarrassing degree whenever Kylo Ren was around—how inappropriately her Omega begs to respond to him.

 

It’s already happened, but she’s just noticing it now, the dampness in her panties that is wholly unwelcome. 

 

This can’t be happening.

 

“Well, I told Rey there wouldn’t be any Alphas here. I don’t want you to make her uncomfortable.”

 

It pulls Rey out of her downward spiral to disaster, but she blinks and forces her eyes to Kaydel to see her standing there with her hands on her hips. 

 

“And I have more friends coming, so you have to get out!” Kaydel sounds almost petulant and whiny, something Rey has never witnessed before. Maybe Kylo—Ben had a negative effect on everyone around him.

 

It’s a rather unimportant question at this point, but Rey’s mind is screaming in panic wondering why he went by a different name at Alderaan School and how no one seemed to know it was just a pseudonym for his real name...

 

“Do Mom and Dad know you have more friends coming?” 

 

“Yeah, they do.”

 

“No, they don’t.” He’s mocking his sister, but he’s staring at Rey. His chin juts out and there is a playful glint in his eye. If Rey didn't know any better she'd think it was lighthearted and teasing. But she knows it has to be anything but. “Who’s your friend?”

 

“Rey’s a friend from school, and don’t even think about doing any creepy Alpha shit to her, okay? She’s had horrible past experiences with Alphas who were assholes.”

 

Something flashes in his eyes as they stay trained on Rey. His expression shifts into a smirk when he says quietly, “That sucks.”

 

Kaydel’s phone buzzes. “Oh shit,” she mutters as she looks down at her phone. “Poe’s car got a flat tire. They’re currently stranded in the middle of nowhere. I’m going to have to go pick them up.”

 

Rey feels worry flood her as she hears this news. “Okay, we can both go—”

 

“But there’s four of them…” Kaydel trails off awkwardly. “And there won’t be enough room in the car…”

 

Logically, Rey understands this. But she’s hyper-aware of what it would mean if Kaydel left right now. Hyper aware of the fact that she can smell the possessiveness coming from Kyl—Ben.

 

“I’m fine to stay with Rey until you come back with your friends. Then I’ll leave, promise.”

 

She’s shocked to hear those words come from Ben. The offer sounds relatively nice, and it turns Rey’s worry into a full-blown panic.

 

There’s no way she can be alone with Ben Solo...

 

Rey wants to protest, but she feels no words come out.

 

Kaydel picks up her purse and starts to head for the door. “Okay I’ll be right back, should only be an hour or two…”

 

No, Rey thinks in fear. That was too much time.

 

Rey follows behind Kaydel, very conscious of Ben’s presence slowly slinking behind them. 

 

“Maybe I should go get them,” Rey whispers as she tries to keep her voice from shaking.

 

Kaydel takes both her hands. “I’m so sorry to do this to you, I’ll be back in a few hours after I rescue the rest of the group. We’re still going to have a fun week, I promise. Just...lock your door if you feel uncomfortable, but I swear I’ll be back as quick as I can. Just text me if you need anything, kay?”

 

Footsteps echo down the hall and the hairs at the back of Rey’s neck stand on end. The scent of her fear is clouding the entryway, it’s impossible to ignore.

 

It only just overpowers the looming presence of possession from Ben that threatens to consume that fear. Consume her.

 

Except...Kaydel is a beta with senses slightly duller than those of an Omega, or an Alpha. 

 

She can’t smell it.

 

“Don’t worry, Kay. She won’t even know I’m here,” Ben says with lighthearted humor in his tone, something Rey has never heard from him before.

 

He almost appears...nice.

 

Kaydel narrows her eyes, however. “Just don’t be a dick. She’s my best friend.” She points at Rey. “I’ll be back ASAP, alright babe?”

 

Rey can only nod as she senses the excitement building from the predator behind her. 

 

Every instinct within her screams to run.

 

“Drive safe!” Ben calls from behind her and a cold sweat rushes through her as she watches the front door slowly click closed.

 

It’s silent for a moment, neither of them moving. Rey breathes shallowly as she tries to calm her raging heartbeat.

 

His voice rumbles across the floor and she feels it drift and shoot up her legs and straight to her core making her tremble in trepidation.

 

“Still can’t help but wet yourself over me, huh.” He chuckles darkly from behind her. 

 

The wood creaks with his weight and it makes her shoulder jump in response.

 

“Fucking pathetic, Omega whore.” He says it angrily, and yet, she doesn’t feel any rage from him.

 

Even as he repeats the same bullying tactics from years past, the anger and hate that would roll off him with those words are no longer there. 

 

He almost sounds resigned, defeated. It’s strange.

 

His scent envelopes her again, and he growls as he smells more of the slick pooling in her panties. 

 

Something desperate fills the room, overshadowing Rey’s panic. Her heart pounds loudly in her ears. He hasn’t moved from his spot, but he feels bigger, closer…

 

She hates how her body responds like this to him. Why it seems like she can’t control her reactions to him. This never seemed like a problem for other Alpha and Omegas in school. And now she's been taking suppressants for years. He shouldn't be affecting her so strongly. She doesn’t understand why of all the Alphas in the world it has to be someone as volatile and mean as Ben Solo. 

 

But for whatever reason, he hated her...and he made sure she knew it. 

 

Except now, that distaste isn’t there. No, in fact, she senses something far more terrifying.

 

Desire.

 

He says it very quietly, like a predator about to catch his prey. Another rumbling growl follows that has warning signs poking insistently at her feet.

 

“Run.”

 

 

 

Notes:

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Chapter 2: Chase

Summary:

He hates that he has to fight with everything he has to not push her to the ground, or against the wall. To flip up that little skirt and—and he knows it will be his fault.

Now 3 Chapters! heh

Notes:

Smut got long so I felt like this was a good place to cap it and I can share chapter 2 while I finish the rest!

Thanks so much for the amazing response - all the kudos, comments and subscribes?? (I'm giddy af)

This fic is a gift for my bb Mish - and if you like this fic you gotta thank her for this. I wouldn't have even known about the prompt unless she showed it to me. I swear my shit is better because of your support and encouragement. Luff u sweetness 😘

Updated some tags and if you noticed, this is now 3 chapters cuz I'm gonna take y'all on a ride.

Thanks to m & k my super betas <3

 

 

There are warnings that this can happen. It’s in the handbooks, they even made posters for it. How to subdue an Alpha when they go into Rut. Just as there are magazine spreads about How to be a less enticing Omega. 

 

Because Alphas and Omegas are the problem.

 

This is a problem.

 

Ben gets it now. Guess that saying is true. You never know until it happens to you.

 

But becoming so out of control by the smell of an Omega at fifteen? It wasn’t just embarrassing, it was shameful.

 

It was disgusting, the barraging thoughts plaguing his mind the moment he caught whiff of her scent. Every image from porn he’s ever seen is now flicking through his brain in an endless slideshow, but instead of the porn star in its place is her.

 

A puny underdeveloped freshman who is mortified she just presented in a crowded hallway in the middle of the day.

 

It’s sickening, he’s sick. He shouldn’t be having these thoughts about her. His cock is hardening in his pants and he holds his hoodie as a cover for the way his traitorous body is responding to this Omega.

 

He is supposed to be stronger than this...this one uncommon crushing weakness of being an Alpha. They said it was rare, especially when Alpha’s were on blockers, to lose control around an Omega, even one in heat. However, there was always that small occurrence where the blockers won’t work. When the suppressants aren’t strong enough. Every so often an Alpha will fall into a rut, lose control. All because of an Omega.

 

But Ben wasn’t weak, and he wouldn’t fall prey to some desperate Omega slut.

 

It takes everything within him to not instantly turn around and lunge for her and Ben hates this. He hates that he has to fight with everything he has to not push her to the ground, or against the wall. To flip up that little skirt and—and he knows it will be his fault. He will be the one who gets detention—maybe even expelled. He will be the one who gets hailed as a pervert, a disgusting Alpha that can’t control himself.

 

And because of all these fears, he hates her. He doesn’t even know her and he hates her.

 

He hates how amazing she smells. He hates how badly he wants to sniff her hair, or lick her glands, and fuck her and fill her with cum. Every inappropriate thought that sends pleasure through his body, he despises it.

 

When he turns around his eyes find her immediately. The rest of the hall fades away, all the other students blur, and there she is. 

 

His Omega.

 

Ben’s rage rips from him then, scrambling to hold onto any semblance of control he has and not tackle her to the floor, right here, before third period.

 

He glares at her fiercely. Wishing he could burn her scent away with his stare.

 

Ben scrambles to think of the best solution for this impending disaster this Omega threatens to bring upon him.

 

She’s got this look on her face that makes his Alpha whine in his chest. Her scent is the most pungent thing he’s ever smelled, but the problem is he doesn’t mind.

 

He doesn’t mind at all.

 

It’s the best thing he’s ever smelled in his three years of being an Alpha. He presented earlier than most, and the changes his body made at twelve made him stand out from the rest of the class. But it was in his favor. He grew taller, brawnier. He wasn’t scrawny like he was before. People stopped making fun of his ears. Girls noticed him, even older ones. People flocked to him, adored him, worshiped him.

 

And now this Omega threatened all of that, threatened to turn him into a social pariah, a creep.

 

Well, not if he did it to her first.

 

The urge to taste her threatens his resolve as he takes a step towards her. That was a mistake.

 

“Fucking Omega slut,” he sneers and he feels a pang of disgust with himself when he sees the flash of pained shock cross her face. 

 

His instincts are protesting wildly, screaming, what the FUCK are you doing?

 

No...she’s only a means to ruin his life. She makes him want to be the depraved Alpha the world loves to vilify. 

 

But he won’t let her turn him into the monster everyone would love to hate.

 

When she ran from him, his hands clenched into fists so tight he drew blood in his palms.

 

The desire to chase her so severe his knees buckle.

 

Ben grits his teeth in anger. If she was going to make the next few years of high school miserable for him…to taunt him with that scent, to mock his control...

 

Then he sure as hell was going to do the same to her. He’s going to make her suffer with him, and one day, he’s going to make sure she knows exactly what she did to him and regret it.

 

He’ll give her what her whore pussy wants. 

 

Ben glares at her retreating back with newfound resolve.

 

One day he’ll have her. Away from prying eyes, he’ll show her just how Alpha he can be...

 

 

-

 

 

“Run.”

 

His voice makes her shiver, but her legs won’t move. She stands there facing the door stuck like a deer in headlights. The danger growing closer behind her.

 

Now they’re alone.

 

About a hundred concerns are running through Rey’s mind.

 

The first and most impossible one to ignore is that he smells better than he ever has...and her body knows it.

 

And there’s something different this time. Where she remembers sensing distaste, revulsion, and even hate, now all of those emotions are gone and replaced with something Rey is unsure to name, but if she were to guess she would say it was lust.

 

But also devotion? Desire and...adoration?

 

He’s going into a rut. Her Omega knows it, even as Rey tries to reason otherwise.

 

She can’t be stuck in a house with an Alpha about to go into Rut. She definitely can’t be stuck here with Kylo Ren.

 

“It’s just us now,” he says quietly, dangerously. It’s the voice of a hunter.

 

Rey’s eyes dart to the animal pelts hanging on the wall and she swallows.

 

“I can smell how wet you are,” he teases like this is some game. “How badly you want me to claim you.”

 

Maybe to him, it is.

 

“You’re just going to let me catch you?” he taunts and the deepness of his voice slides down her back. 

 

Rey wonders how she ended up here. This was the first time she ever did something that even remotely sounded like a vacation, and she was going to spend it with her best friend and—maybe—lose her virginity to a football jock.

 

All normal things that Rey has dreamed about for years, but instead, suddenly she was in a nightmare with a volatile Alpha that hates her.

 

And it seems like he wants to turn this vacation into a horrifying game of cat and mouse…

 

The worst part is that while her brain is screaming at her to get away from him, to lock herself in a room—any room, her body refuses to move. Her Omega is fluttering inside her whispering, this is what you want. This is what you’ve always wanted.

 

No…

 

Not like this.

 

Somehow that gets her legs to move. 

 

Her instinct has her sprinting to the left and down a different hallway. Her heart leaps into her throat when she hears a bang followed by a savage growl.

 

Rey panics from the way her cunt clenches at the sound and wetness oozes from her, cooling in the cotton gusset of her panties. It sticks to her mound and the seam of her jeans rubs achingly against her sex as her legs pump to carry her to safety.

 

It’s a distraction she can’t afford.

 

She hears another loud bang, likely his shoulder against the door frame she just hung a right at. This house is gigantic and with so many different hallways and doors. It’s like it was made for a wild chase like this. A true maze.

 

This is madness.

 

There’s a stairwell in what looks to be the rec room. There’s a huge pool table in the center of the room. A poker table off to the side and another doorway beside it.

 

A part of her wonders if this is futile. She’s trying to run from him in his own house. It doesn’t cross her mind until right then that she just needed to find a place good enough to...hide or barrack the door so he can’t get in. Just long enough for Kaydel to get back with Poe and his friends. Then this will be over. 

 

Rey reaches for her phone in her back pocket only to find it’s not there. 

 

Shit.

 

She looks up when her instincts flare and she screams aloud when she sees Ben filling the doorway across the room. 

 

He has something rabid in his eyes as his shoulders bulge and hunch forward as he eyes her like he’s calculating the best way to pounce. 

 

Let Alpha catch us…

 

Rey begs her Omega to be quiet as she backpedals and starts to kick her legs to get her up the stairs faster. 

 

She hears nothing behind her, and it only makes her heart rate increase. 

 

She enters another room with a fireplace, this room has tall windows facing west. The forest mountaintops are visible in the distance. The house looks over a lake, glistening with the orange and purple glow from the sunset. The mountains reflect among the ripples. 

 

It’s her mind that’s so hazy it’s hard to keep focused. Adrenaline makes it impossible to think. 

 

Rey jumps about a foot in the air when she hears a buzzing sound. On the arm of the couch is a cellphone. The screen flashes. Rey leaps for it, if anything she can at least dial 911…

 

There’s a new text flashing up on the screen and Rey’s curiosity gets the better of her as she looks to read it.

 

It’s a text by someone named “Dameron” and it says, “All good on my end. Have fun ;)”

 

She only looks at the phone for a second before she’s pummeled to the floor face down and onto the plush shag carpet conveniently laid beneath them. 

 

Rey shrieks at suddenly being forced down to the ground. Her legs kick to no avail with the heavy weight of the Alpha on top of her. One thick arm loops around her waist in a steel grip and holds her tight against him.

 

“Gotcha,” he hums in her ear triumphantly. She can feel his pride as his sweltering breath puffs against her neck. It grazes over her scent glands behind her ears and she shudders, hating how her body relaxes instantly. 

 

His scent is overwhelming. He’s never smelled this pungent before. His Rut teases her, mocks her.

 

I’m going to ruin you, it says, after all this time you’re finally mine.

 

During their struggle on the carpet, her slick had begun to soak the front of her jeans. Her arousal is more than apparent even as her brain pleads for him to stop, for this to stop.

 

He hates her, what other reason could he want to sleep with her other than to hurt her? And Rey is terrified of that, of being helpless to the whims of a violent Alpha.

 

“Please,” she begs softly and the tufts of fluffy white fuzz tickle her nose as she sniffs. Tears well in her eyes as she feels him hover over her, as every hard muscle in his body presses against her. “Don’t hurt me.” Her lips tremble as she shakes under him. 

 

That makes him still above her. 

 

She gasps when she feels his nose poking at the strands of her hair that have fallen loose out of her buns. Fear trembles within her and she shakes helplessly under him.

 

He inhales right at her temple, tickling her brow as her flyaways brush across her skin. “I would never hurt you, Omega,” he murmurs into her cheek. His scent overpowers her, and her desire to fight back instantly diminishes.

 

See, Alpha only wants to take care of us. He wants to make us feel good.

 

Rey stops struggling beneath him. It feels nice to be covered by his body like this. It feels safe…

 

Something buzzes a few times in the distance and Ben groans as his free arm swings back to pull at something in his pocket.

 

Rey feels him rustling above her, feels the rigid hardness pressing against her backside, and idly she knows what it is. Her ass betrays her and presses up into him and it makes him growl loudly and press her harder against the shag carpet.

 

“Be a good girl, and stop moving.”

 

The command wafts over her, and she doesn’t even realize he’s used his Alpha influence on her until she’s blinking her eyelashes against the carpet wondering when she got so still.

 

“Now, unlock this for me…” His voice is soft, coaxing. It makes goosebumps rise on Rey’s skin as she vibrates with warmth from his body. Her eyes blink again to focus on the glowing screen of her cellphone, and she watches dazedly as the little lock icon animates once it gets the right angle of her face in view.

 

“You two are so adorable. Does Kaydel know how much of a slut you actually are?” Ben sits up so he’s resting on his knees, still caging her lower body, but it doesn’t matter. He told her not to move. 

 

And she must obey Alpha.

 

“Hm,” he chuckles above her. “Seems like some bad weather is coming through, a snowstorm. Kaydel wants to know if you’ll be okay here with me alone. They’re staying in a hotel tonight to wait it out. Sounds like Poe is going to keep her company…” Rey hears the clicking of Ben’s fingers typing on her phone. “That’s fine,” Ben says in a higher pitched tone, and Rey wonders if he’s trying to mimic her voice. She lays there beneath him, patiently, waiting for Alpha to tell her what to do next. “I’ll be fine here with Ben. He’s actually being really cool. Hasn’t bothered me at all…”

 

A tear pushes from the corner of Rey’s eye as she hears him clicking more buttons. 

 

She’s fine here with Ben, he said so. 

 

He’s not going to hurt her. 

 

Ben tosses her phone to the side, and it bounces a few feet away with a few muted thunks.

 

And then his hands are on her. They run down her sides, around her waist, over the curve of her ass. His face is against her neck again, and as he inhales, his hips thrust achingly against her backside. 

 

Rey shivers at the sensation of the hard outlines of his cock nudging between her ass cheeks, and she gasps as his tongue shoots out to lave at the scent gland behind her ear. Slick pools between her legs, making the situation in her pants a sopping mess. 

 

It feels uncomfortable, confined, and all Rey wants is for the discomfort to end. She wants to tear her pants from her legs, cool down her skin, something to relieve the almost unbearable ache throbbing through her body.

 

Ben’s mouth is against her ear again. “Are you going to be a good girl, Rey?” he mumbles into her ear, and his lips tickle her skin. “Lie still for me, baby, that’s it.” Suddenly his tongue darts out and licks a solid stripe from the base of her neck and to the edge of her chin. “I knew you would taste fucking incredible…”

 

He keeps tasting her skin, anywhere exposed to him until his scent is all over her. It makes her drowsy, compliant, and her cunt is now throbbing with a desperate ache.

 

She wants to remove all her clothes and let him scent the rest of her, she wants him all over her.

 

He rolls her onto her back with little effort and she stares up at the looming shadows above her. The thick wooden beams arch high above and the ceiling is pitch black. Endless.

 

There’s no cracked paint or white walls around her. This isn’t a dream. Even as she repeats to herself over and over that she has to wake up. If she just wakes up she’ll see her bedroom walls. If only she could just wake up.

 

“I’m going to make you feel so good over the next few days,” Ben groans, and it strikes Rey as a little...out of character? He starts to mumble unintelligible words, but it sounds and feels like praise as he moves down her body until his face is hovering over the sopping mess between her legs. “I won’t be able to help myself…”

 

She shivers in apprehension, even as her mind tries to fight through the clouded fog. Days?

 

“You do know what’s happening, don’t you?” His voice is so low and deep like a rumbling car engine, and her hips lift when she feels his fingers curl into the waistband of her jeans. He doesn’t even unbutton them before he starts to yank them down her legs. The material stretches around her hips, but protests when her slickness causes the denim to stick.

 

Ben growls in annoyance and instead rolls them inside out so they peel right down her thighs without protest. 

 

Rey looks to see her light blue panties transparent against her skin. Her dark curls are clearly visible, and she is embarrassed at her current state, but Ben does not seem to mind as his hands come up and roll her underwear off her body the same way as her pants, except instead of tossing them aside, he bunches them up and stuffs them in his face, breathing deeply.

 

He looks down at her with wild eyes, like a bloodhound that just caught the scent, except he’s already caught his prey, and she’s a shaking, shivering mess awaiting slaughter. 

 

“I’m going into Rut right now. You being here just speeds up its arrival.” She watches as he pulls his shirt off and over his head, and Rey is met with—broad.

 

Her thighs press together as he continues to stare and more slick coats the inside of her thighs. 

 

Ben must sense it because his blackened eyes jolt down to her cunt and she wonders why he hasn’t touched her yet.

 

He’s transfixed on her bare crotch, and Rey feels more slick ooze from her cunt. 

 

Fuck, she feels helpless to stop it, and now it’s squishing between her closed legs and pooling in the little crescent shape at the top of her pussy.

 

His hands swoop down and pry her legs apart so fast Rey gasps at the stretch. More wetness falls from her. It’s in a puddle under her ass. It mattes down the fuzzy tendrils of the shag carpet and it...it does not feel great. 

 

Rey is uncomfortable. It niggles inside her like an itch she can’t scratch, and it’s never felt so insatiable before. 

 

And her heart pounds as she looks up at what she is sure to be the solution to all of that. 

 

Her eyes are glassy as she yearns for release, for the ache to end. “Alpha?” she whispers, and it doesn’t sound like her own voice. 

 

She should be embarrassed, mortified. She is letting her bully stare at her cunt and make her feel so god damn vulnerable. 

 

But she wants it. She wants him.

 

Without a word, he growls and plunges his face forward and straight into her wide open and inviting pussy.

 

It’s a shock Rey isn’t expecting. She anticipates pain and fear...fear of his mouth on her, of his bite...but this was unlike what she thought. It’s not horrible, in fact, it’s the exact opposite of that. 

 

This was pure, heavenly heat.

 

She moans uninhibited into the echoing roof above them. It sounds dull to her ears but reverberates louder with each pull of his lips. Gentle little suckles that have her moans falling in a chorus within the silence. 

 

There’s something soft lapping at a sweet spot at the front of Rey’s cunt and she gasps as her hips jolt at the sensation of Ben’s tongue dipping into her pussy. Vibrant pleasure courses through her as her body goes tense and more wetness pours from her cunt and right onto Ben’s face. 

 

Her fingers drag through the carpet, and she’s grateful for something to latch on to. 

 

He sucks at her, his face soaked and the same with the tips of his hair. It slaps at her skin with little sharp pangs as his head burrows into her.

 

Rey’s mouth falls open as she feels his nose nudging at her clit with each unhinging movement of his jaw. He laps at her, drinks her slick like it’s the sweetest nectar. His hands move from where they have her thighs spread to cup her under her ass, and he lifts her hips up, holding them to his mouth.

 

Ben pulls back, releasing her hips, and Rey squeals in shock when she feels two of his fingers slot into her. The stretch is uncomfortable, an intrusion. In the next second, they’re gone, and Ben’s hand moves quickly to hover below his nose.

 

When he inhales he smears his fingers against his face, rubbing her slick around his nostrils and into his mouth. 

 

A desperate moan escapes him as he sucks her slick from his fingers. It’s gurgly and rabid, and with the way he’s hunching over her, his spit leaks from the corners of his mouth dripping against the lips of her open cunt and she wails as her muscles quiver. 

 

The sight of her Alpha drooling over her has pleasure tingling her every nerve ending.

 

“Fuck, baby, and I think I triggered your first heat.” More spit splashes between her legs. “I knew I could do it to you. Knew you’d want me so bad…”

 

Rey glances up confused. Heat? She feels disoriented as she tries to unscramble her brain and further understand what that means. 

 

She’s going into heat? It’s never happened to Rey before. She’s been on suppressants ever since that fateful date in the hall her freshman year. Omega’s started to experience heats around the age of sixteen. But Rey was a late bloomer in all aspects, and hers had yet to arrive. The suppressants helped stave them off, and once they arrived, made them less frequent. Rey wasn’t too concerned hers hadn’t arrived yet. She was happy to avoid what sounded like a miserable experience.

 

Well, it was something she assumed would be terrible given she wouldn’t have an Alpha to see her through it since no Alpha at Alderaan School even wanted to look at her because of Kylo’s torment.

 

“I’m the only Alpha who will ever touch this precious cunt.” His tone is possessive and weighted with promise. “Knew you saved this virgin pussy just for me.” He’s babbling other words such as no one else, and mine.

 

She’s never been touched like this before. She’s never sought out pleasure like this, never tried to do it herself. She was an undesirable Omega, after all. 

 

At least, that’s how Kylo Ren saw her.

 

But this version of him, Ben, while the predator within him still had Rey squirming with the instinct to run, there was something about him that had her begging to obey, to please him, to lie beneath him completely docile.

 

Oh, right...He’d told her not to move...

 

“I’m gonna fuck you, and knot you, and fill you up with so much cum.” He chants this to her like it’s a checklist they have to get through. “I’m going to fuck you so much I could put a baby in you.”

 

Rey shivers at that possibility, but knowing it isn’t one. She’s relieved with the reminder that she’s on suppressants and a strong dose at that. What was an aid to infrequent the occurrence of her heats was also functioning as birth control.

 

Suppressants were a necessity. She had to protect herself from the possibility of ever setting off an Alpha and putting herself at risk...even though for whatever reason they seemed to be less effective on Ben. She feels the hands of this predator—her nemesis—now panting above her with a look of devotion on his face so severe Rey cannot deny its authenticity.

 

And she can’t deny either how pleasing that is.

 

Big, strong Alpha is in Rut, and he chose us… Rey’s Omega preens in delight.

 

A new surge of lust pours from him as he senses her pleasure.

 

“You like that Omega?” he teases. “You want me to fill this cunt with my cum. Put a baby right here.” His hand is on her stomach, spanning the entire width, and it’s hot as it presses into her soft skin. She shivers, and more slick pours from her, dampening the fluffy wool beneath her. 

 

“In Rut, I won’t be able to stop fucking you. I will always be hard, and your only relief will be when you're stuffed full of my cock and my knot as I fill your little body with all my cum.” He leans forward and his mouth hovers at the base of her neck and along the slope of her shoulder where her mating gland lies. His hand presses her harder against the floor. “We’ll do it over and over again,” he whispers against the raised skin and she cries out. Pleasure flushing through her. “And in Heat, you’ll fucking love every second of it. My little Omega whore. You’ve always been mine.”

 

There’s a sinister edge to his tone, Rey is sure of it. The power of his possession washes over her and wills her to submit. And it’s impossibly hard to resist. Why say no to Alpha when it feels so good?

 

A whine pushes out past her lips from the back of her throat. Her Omega, desperate. 

 

Such a fucking slut indeed.

 

Her Omega preens at every word he says, her cunt flutters open for him, begging him to do as he promised. Once again, her body is determined to betray her and possibly shackle her to his side forever…

 

“I might even feel possessed to mate you,” he grunts into her gland, his teeth scraping, teasing her skin, but also with a threatening promise. He rises up abruptly and goes about hastily undoing his trousers.

 

The seriousness behind his words catches the attention of her subconscious making her shake. No...he can’t…

 

Then Rey imagines them mated, and her stomach swoops. But it didn’t make any sense. How could he want her if he hated her so much? He said he would never touch her, she was too disgusting, too needy. Rey was just a needy Omega.

 

Somehow she’s able to find enough of her voice to speak. “B-but you hate me? I’m just a filthy Omega to you...not perfect like Baz—”

 

His laugh cuts her off, and when Rey focuses on him, she’s met with the sight of his swollen cock saluting her. He’s fully naked and towering over her, the shadow of his cock hovers right below Rey’s breast, and even if it’s a slight exaggeration, his size is concerning.

 

“You are perfect, Rey.” His face falters after he says it, and it makes Rey wonder if it was something he hadn’t meant to share. “Knew this would always one day be mine and only mine.”

 

“But you didn’t like me, you were horrible to me.”

 

“I wanted you from the first moment I saw you.” His tone is gruff as his hands come out to grab her hips. “I wanted to fuck you right there in the hall. Didn’t care who saw.” His long fingers curl around to cup her backside. They are so long they can reach to slide along the seam of her ass, and it produces more slick from her already flowing pussy. “Whenever I smelled your slick soaked panties...I wanted to flip up that little skirt of yours and fuck you against a desk...or against the hood of my car…” he’s groaning these words in the back of his throat, whispering them across her cheek and into the shell of her ear.

 

 

Rey tries to process his words, to believe they are true. Maybe these are things he’s saying because he’s in Rut—or are they things she wants to hear because she’s in Heat? So many things are happening around her, her awareness of reality has waned. All her brain wants to focus on is when she can have that Alpha cock inside of her.

 

Another wish fulfilled: her first time really was going to be with an Alpha.

 

He is everywhere, all over her. She has his scent all over her, and the combined essence of their arousal has her feeling lightheaded. Her need that was always so desperate and always so repressed finds the strength to finally break free.

 

“Alpha…” she sighs. It feels good calling him that. It makes Rey’s stomach flutter. 

 

“What we have is special. It’s...unique. And it took me a while to realize that, but now that I do—now I know all of those feelings I tried to repress were not bad or shameful. It is my right to claim you.”

 

Rey shivers, and then his body is lowering down until he’s hovering a few inches above her. Her skin is on fire as it yearns for his touch, and Rey wants to cry in frustration at her traitorous body. 

 

Ben pulls her forward from the grip he has on her ass, squeezing each cheek as he does, and rubs her soaking cunt against the underside of his cock. 

 

“I’m gonna fuck this little pussy,” he groans into her neck, and the sensations are just too much. “If you knew how many times I fucking thought about it,” he hums into her neck. Rey’s cunt spasms and she cries out as she clenches around nothing, her body seeking and aching for his cock that is just there.

 

Rey has never felt so overcome by feeling...or by pleasure. And all she knows is that she needs more of it.

 

“Please,” she sighs, and it comes out as a choked hiccup. 

 

Ben groans as the wide head of his cock dips into her entrance. So wet and slick and inviting. Rey thinks her pussy blooms for his cock the moment he seeks entrance. Her body is ready to receive him and has been waiting for him for years.

 

He coaxes more of himself inside, little by little. Rey is amazed that he can be so restrained, but then his face screws up, and with one determined grimace Ben thrusts his fullness all the way to the hilt.

 

Rey screams again, this time in shock at how electric it is to feel him sliding home. Her mouth hangs open even as the sound ebbs. And her muscles are tensing and then relaxing in steady pulses all throughout her body, and Rey feels like she is alive.

 

She was afraid there would be pain, shouldn’t there be pain? She heard it could hurt the first time. 

 

But Alphas and Omegas were meant to mate, to fuck constantly, to take...everything from one another.

 

Her body opens up for him, welcomes him like it’s welcoming him home.

 

Is it supposed to feel this good?

 

“Oh?” It’s about all she can articulate as he draws his cock out of her with an easy slide and glides back in.

 

There’s a vibration coming from Ben’s chest, a rumbling groan that’s unrelenting. It’s a subtle hum, like a purr, and it runs through where they are connected and settles Rey’s spasming muscles as she tries to desperately grip his cock.

 

A cry of pleasure falls from her as he begins to move his hips faster, thrusting her into the carpet in a quicker even rhythm. The strokes are less intense, and it builds the buzzing feeling in Rey’s core. His stimulation draws out something from her, something intense.

 

The animalistic noises of their coupling fill the room. Rey imagines it wafting throughout the house, the powerful scent emitting from their bodies. The smell of sex…

 

And Rey feels like she’s dreaming, this has to be a dream? Only in her dreams did she see him like this...and it is a dull comparison to the real thing.

 

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she hears, but what about the nightmares?

 

Ben huffs into her neck as his hips stutter. “Fuck, Omega.” And then he’s growling and groaning continuously as his cock pounds into her. Her muscles clench around him as that buzzing inside her intensifies. 

 

He hits a spot inside of her deeply, and it has her back arching into him as her muscles try to grab a hold of him, try to pulse in release, but he is still pistoning in and out of her, and she can’t catch hold.

 

“Please, Alpha…” 

 

The stretch around his cock begins to feel tighter, and she realizes it’s his knot forming at the base. It’s a subtle increase of stretch with each pump of Ben’s hips.

 

“Gonna fill this cunt up,” Ben groans with a determined huff as his thrusts begin to slow, as it gets harder for him to move inside her. 

 

Rey wiggles her hips begging for more friction. Her release is close, so close she can feel it riiight there. She only needs just a little bit more.

 

A desperate sound sputters from her lips as she tries to move against him but finds she can’t. 

 

Why did Alpha stop?

 

She’s about to start begging frantically, she can feel it there on her tongue, and where she normally thinks she would feel ashamed to do so, her body is desperate to come.

 

And then it happens.

 

The first pulse is quick relief, startling in a way that makes her still. Rey is trying to wrap her mind around this different sort of pleasure when another, longer spurt pulses inside her, and Rey’s eyes roll back as the pleasure consumes her.

 

Ohhhh…

 

Her pussy begins to pulse in hard, steady movements speeding up until she reaches that peak, and her whole body releases in a rush.

 

Rey’s slick gushes, but with Ben’s knot wedged inside it has nowhere to escape and it’s a battle between her slick and his cum as it pumps determinedly inside her for a place to settle.

 

Rey feels relief, like a soothing balm on an irritated wound. It’s the immediate calm after feeling a prickling all over her skin. It’s euphoric and otherworldly being so filled. Her body erupts in pleasure, and it tingles in pleasurable strums, like little jolts of electric heat that Rey never wants to end.

 

“A-Alpha,” she chokes on her own saliva as she tries to catch her breath. He grunts over her, his lips sputtering with each pulse of his knot. They lay there panting and staring at each other. Their torsos grazing with each simultaneous inhale.

 

Ben’s hand comes up to cup her chin, and it’s hard for her to focus on anything else except for the pleasure spewing into her as her cunt squeezes and her womb expands, welcoming more of his cum. His knot pumps powerfully into her, it’s a scorching heat with every pulse. More liquid pleasure filling her to the brim. 

 

His thumb runs across her mouth and gently opens it with a pull at her bottom lip. 

 

Rey’s breathing is shallow, and her face melts as she smells the desire in his scent. It’s so powerful and full of pride, and triumph, and need.

 

Ben’s eyelids flutter over her as he groans when his cock injects a bigger spurt of milky cum inside her, and Rey is sure she can’t take more.

 

“You’re being so good, Omega,” he praises, and it makes Rey’s thighs fall limp around his hips and stretch out wide, pulling around his knot and making him groan louder. “So good…” he mumbles as his mouth falls open and the pleasure consumes him. His saliva falls past his half-parted lips and drips into her open one. His thumb presses harder at her bottom lip, opening her wider so that his spit can slide down her throat, and she struggles to swallow it without choking.

 

Ben’s eyes are dark when they focus on her face again. “One day, when my every waking thought is not about filling your body with all my cum...one day I’m going to stuff it down here…” his fingers are suddenly in her mouth, dragging across her tongue and swishing around the wetness there. 

 

He inhales deeply over her, and when he growls in his chest something possessive roves across her skin. Rey struggles to breathe in air as his fingers remain hooked in her mouth. 

 

“So fucking good,” he praises, and another shot of cum fills her, and her body just continues to take it. “And all mine…”

 

Rey feels pinned both from where Ben has her locked in place on his knot and with the gentle force of his fingers pressing her head into the carpet. She thinks it should hurt or be uncomfortable, but…

 

Her Omega is in heaven, soaring above the clouds and squealing with delight.

 

Ask him to make us his.

 

She shivers beneath him as her mind goes to her mating gland, and she remembers the words he promised before.

 

“I might even feel possessed to mate you.”

 

There’s something insistent poking in the back of Rey’s mind. It’s a persistent nudge, a distant echoing call, a warning.

 

Her limbs twitch as the voice in her head starts to become clearer. Run.

 

But as she stays speared on his cock, and his cum continues to fill her, that warning voice sounds more like a nuisance. 

 

Her body lies boneless beneath him, willing and pliant. Rey wills her brain to quiet.

 

Why would she run when he told her not to move?

 

Ben’s fingers pull out of her mouth, leaving a messy trail of spit in their wake across her cheek. He pets her face with their combined fluids, and more of his scent wafts to her nose, and it makes Rey’s eyelashes flutter.

 

He rolls them so that Rey is now settled over his chest rising and falling from exertion. His arms come up to cage her against his body, trapped.

 

His breath brushes hotly over her as his grip tightens possessively.

 

He chuckles darkly when he feels her shiver and her cunt clench around his knot unbidden.

 

“We’ve only just started, Omega.”

 

 

 

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Chapter 3: Claim

Summary:

The final part 3 is here and I couldn't think of a good summary as everything is just very explicit. I hope you all enjoy!

Notes:

Posting this as a *surprise* for my dearest babe, smishy. I got it kat approved so I know it's coherent even with all the smut happening and rattling my brain. I hope you like it and I'm quite proud of this AND I think I have done it and will have gifted you with an actual surprise... 🤪💖💖💖

Things to note in this chapter is that this is a toxic relationship, please keep that in mind, and this likely the most explicit smut I've ever written. Thank you to everyone that's read, commented, kudos'd so far and to dark Reylo prompts and anon for the AMAZING prompt that birthed this beautiful monster 😉

I titled this chapter Claim and maybe it's in the literal sense or...not

 

It gets harder to focus on what is reality and what’s in her head at this point.

 

Rey thinks it’s been hours...hazy, drowsy, sex-filled hours where Ben’s cock has been inside her the whole while, only to pull out of her to plow back in or switch positions. Her body responding wholeheartedly to each thrust of his cock filling her, of their arousal splashing between where they are joined, drenching her thighs.

 

Rey lies there compliant and sated. Her limbs buzzing lightly as pleasure tingles across her skin. She’s come more times than she can keep track of at this point. Her pussy muscles pulse in a pleasurable throb and that euphoric feeling comes to her in waves over and over again. Some soft and docile, others a bit stronger, until she’s cresting and the waves start crashing as her entire body ignites in a fiery heat. Rey has never come so much. She’s never come so hard.

 

Due to her lack of experience, she wonders if Heats and Ruts are always like this.

 

“Alpha please, ” she whines as the fat head of his cock teases her entrance. A spurt of precum jets from his tip and her eyes flutter closed as it coats her pussy lips. She thought she would be used to it by now—the utter eroticism of having his cum inside her, filling her. Except every time the sensation knocks the breath from her lungs, it soothes her mind and her frenzied thoughts.

 

But the relief only lasts so long, and each time Rey finds herself desperate for more of it. Luckily for her, Ben in Rut seems to have a never-ending supply.

 

She thinks she never wants it to end...

 

Ben’s hips jolt against her and then he’s sheathed all the way inside with one long thrust. Rey’s moan screams behind pleasure-bitten lips. 

 

Yes, she thinks, please Alpha. Give me more, I can take it.

 

When his knot inflates, and his cum pumps to fill her, Rey basks in the relief.

 

She feels much better. She’s floating.

 

She much prefers the sensation.

-

It’s worse when she wakes in the morning. 

 

Rey recalls what he said about her Heat. The Heat that he triggered.

 

She recalls the pride she felt swell in his chest and the way the slick fell out of her in response to it.

 

Alpha is pleased.

 

Rey purrs against his chest. Every inch of her skin is vibrating. Her pussy is soaking his thigh, dripping down his leg, and pooling on the slick-matted shag carpet. She rolls her cunt silkily against the hard muscle, gasping at the delightful friction.

 

She opens her eyes to see him already watching her, his lips parted and his eyes pitch black.

 

“It’s started,” he states matter of factly. “You’re in heat now, Rey. It’s only going to feel better for you. It will be easier to let your Omega take over. To enjoy it.” Ben lifts his leg up and presses it firmly against her cunt. Rey’s clit glides seamlessly against his soaked skin and her mewl is salacious. 

 

As she becomes more conscious, her body wakes with her, and so does the ache.

 

Ben groans then and pulls her on top of him, her cunt nestling over his rigid cock. Heat trickles down her spine as she rolls her hips against him, shoving his cock into her entrance, desperate for him to reach that deeper part inside of her that only he can fill. She’s sure of it. 

 

No Alpha cock could be like this one. This one was perfect. Ben was perfect.

 

And he’s always wanted me.

 

“You want me to stuff you with my cock, baby?” He pulls her out of her admiration as the head of his cock pokes at her entrance, wetly bobbing in and out. 

 

Rey gasps feeling him just there. The heat in her belly erupts and it...hurts. “Please,” she whimpers as she wriggles against him. The ache is worse than before she fell asleep. The pressure begins to ratchet up and up. 

 

Ben growls over her, possessiveness and pleasure rumbling within him. “Say it again... beg me. ”

 

A frantic desire overcomes her to please Alpha, to do what he says—and as quickly as possible. She needs relief, she needs it to stop hurting so much.

 

“ Please, Alpha . It hurts. I need … ” The words fall away when Ben grunts and his hips thrust forward until he’s all the way inside her.

 

“ Fuck,” he gasps and his shoulders strain as he attempts to collect himself. His cock is even bigger than before as her body welcomes him inside. In fact, Rey notices something different too. She feels...it’s complicated to describe exactly how she feels, but Rey would say it’s close to feeling split open...totally exposed. Her body blooms in a way it never has before and she wonders if this is because of the Heat.

 

Ben seems to think so as his eyes stay trained on where they are joined. His hands are gripped into shaking fists at her sides, encasing her head. 

 

“Knew this whore cunt wouldn’t be satisfied until I stuffed it full of my cum.” She can feel the tension from him, as it rolls down his back and settles over her through their connection. Rey shivers as his cock continues what his words don’t and his knot swells and pulses in her, promising her womb satisfaction with as much Alpha cum as it can hold.

 

A lot, her brain chatters. A whole lot…

 

When he pulls out slightly and presses back in, Rey’s back arches off the slick-soaked carpet. “Alpha!” she cries and the tears leaking from the corner of her eyes begs silently for his knot.

 

Somehow it is much better than before. Rey would even say otherworldly. She thought the orgasms he’d given her already were jello-inducing, but she can already tell whatever this sensation is building up to—it might completely destroy her.

 

She will never be able to have sex with anyone that isn’t an Alpha. Not after this. Not after being so well taken care of, so desired…

 

It’s possible no Alpha could compare...not when this one is so perfect , so strong. Rey is sure there would be no one like Ben Solo. She’s been ruined by his cock and his scent, something deep down she always knew would be the truth.

 

But he planned this! He...lured us here knowingly. He had a plan to get rid of Kaydel all along…

 

One of Ben’s hands comes up to her cup her breasts and his hand spans all the way across her chest. His fingers are so long they brush across to her other nipple. 

 

Rey presses her nipples against his skin, searching for friction from him. Her pleasure continues to buzz insistently. Her body is telling her: this isn’t going to just be good , it’s going to be fucking other-worldly. 

 

But don’t let him bite.

 

It’s not her Omega who says this, and Rey finds herself questioning where such a thought came from. This is her Alpha, he is seeing her through her heat, her first heat. He is hers, her soulmate. Their bond is undeniable and powerful enough to interfere with blockers and suppressants. That much is clear to Rey. Why is she supposed to be afraid of him?

 

Her reasoning gets foggier and foggier as Ben’s cock pumps inside her, building upon that pressure within seeking release. 

 

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to see you through this. I’m the only one who can,” he snarls possessively over her. His breath whooshes from his chest with every thrust and his hips slam against hers with a force that has her vision blurring. “This Omega cunt, always dripping for me whenever you saw me in the school hallways. Because you couldn’t help yourself, huh?” A grunt wheezes from his chest as his words overcome him. They seem to spur him on. His arousal floods her. “My little Omega slut...had to make sure no one touched you. Had to make sure this cunt would only be mine.”

 

Rey doesn’t even notice how the slick runs out of her in a deluge of fluid. His possessiveness does something to her. Even as the fog tries to clear, and as a question tries to rise to the surface. Her slick is hot against her skin and their lower halves slide sloppily together, breaking the rhythm Ben has set. 

 

He grunts over her, his hips pistoning faster. His hands move to her inner thighs and spread them wide, causing her cunt to stretch around him, taking more of him as his engorged cock swells with each pump. Slick and cum squelch with each thrust and Rey’s mind begins to spin on repeat. 

 

Knot, knot me, knot me, p-please. Alpha I need it, I need all of it. She isn’t sure if this babbling is happening inside her head or if she’s said it out loud, but Ben understands her. Maybe he can sense it in how her cunt squeezes him, how her scent swirls around them like steam. The air becomes thick, and her breathing labors. She can feel the beginnings of his knot starting to wedge against her walls. Her own pleasure about to reach that peak. 

 

He’s begun to drool again. It leaks out of the corners of his mouth, and at this point, Rey is desperate to taste it, to bathe in it, to have more of Alpha in every capacity.

 

You shouldn’t want this. He’s not a good person. He’s forcing you to do this...

 

Somehow that nagging voice finds a way to echo faintly in the back of Rey’s mind. She huffs in frustration at its appearance, snapping back defiantly. 

 

I want this, I want Alpha.

 

But —

 

It’s oddly the easiest thing in the world to do. Rey is vividly present as she shoves that voice into a compartment in her consciousness that has a thick metal door slowly closing shut. 

 

She looks on with clarity as her mind quickly seals that door closed and determinedly turns the lock.

-

They don’t leave the den with the big windows overlooking the lake. Whenever Rey wakes from slumber there are new clothes, towels, pillows, and blankets there each time. She watched once as Ben wiped some of her spilled slick all over the remnants of cloth surrounding them, building on this nest they’ve built near the fire. It’s too hot to actually light it, Rey can’t imagine any more heat than the fever that surrounds her. 

 

Her skin is constantly damp with a sheen of sweat and even as Ben’s knot fills her and cools the fire lapping at her skin, the room is still permeated with steam.

 

Soon the shag rug they commandeered as a makeshift nest becomes more welcoming, more assuredly theirs. Rey is less panicked when she wakes and realizes he is missing. The heaviness of their combined scents instantly soothes her. 

 

When Ben returns this time, he has a small bowl of grapes and a water bottle in his hand. She stares at the way his cock bobs when he skips down a couple of stairs to the sunken part of the room where the fireplace is and their modge-podged nest. He’s proud of his arousal and she notices how his eyes glint when she sees him catch her staring. 

 

He sets the bowl and water on the ground haphazardly and practically leaps back into the heap of soaked clothes and bedding. His nose instantly goes to her neck where he scents her with a gentle nuzzle, causing more slickness to slip between her thighs. 

 

“Mmm, baby... you smell so fucking ripe,” he groans as he mouths at her mating gland at the base of her neck. “So desperate for my cock, huh? I saw you staring.” His lips nibble along the rim of her gland and it causes her to cry out. His hand is between her legs then, scissoring through her wetness. “Want me to fill you with my fat cock.” He enunciates each syllable into her cheek and her pussy clenches as his throat constricts against her jaw as he emphasizes the ‘ck’ in cock.

 

Rey’s body is on fire and trembling as she writhes against his hardness. Already so slick and ready for him. 

 

Ben curls his fingers inside her and it makes her squeal in delight. He grunts into her neck and then his fingers are quickly replaced by his thickening cock.

 

“How bad do you want it, Omega?” His cock spears her, but he doesn’t move. “How desperate are you, huh? My sweet, little whore. I always knew you’d beg like this…” Rey attempts to wiggle her hips to get some friction. The fire behind her heat surging in a desperate need. 

 

“Please,” she gasps.

 

It’s not enough for him and his hands are at her hips, gripping them tightly, keeping her from moving. “You’ve wanted it all this time, haven’t you? Couldn’t help it, always wanted my cock even when I called you a whore—treated you like trash.” His words are harsh and biting, but they curl deep in her belly. They burn inside her, become a part of her.

 

The truth. 

 

It hangs over them both, she thinks. Even as he calls her a whore, even as his rage turns into brutal yet satisfying thrusts when he shoves his cock inside her. She thinks they both might be subject to this dark cloud that has shrouded them. 

 

Their instinct threatens to take over completely until neither of them has a grasp of themselves, of who they are, of who they’re with.

 

She thinks that’s what he’s holding on to. That pain that keeps them tethered together, the nastiness of his verbal assaults throughout high school. 

 

It feels like they are dancing on the edge of...danger. Of something they won’t come back from, and while Rey thinks she should be afraid, it’s an easy fear to ignore. Because whatever happens, it will be fine as long as Ben does not stop stuffing her full of his cock.

 

Ben groans violently against her gland and Rey’s cunt twinges in response to the stimulation. She can feel his desire burn hottest right there against that spot. That spot. The one place on her body that will allow him to truly take her, to own her as no one else can.

 

Right now that seems like the only solution to soothe her discomfort. 

 

She wiggles against him as she whimpers, “Please…”

 

“Please, what?” he snarls into her neck and his thrusts pick up again and he’s slamming her against the floor. The soaked wool beneath them scratches at her backside, but it hardly matters. 

 

He rears up and his eyes are almost pitch black as he stares down at her. “I’ve waited...very patiently, you know.” His words come out stilted as he thrusts into her. “Wasn’t going to do anything—tried to move on. I rutted a few Omega’s, but none of them are like you.” 

 

Something in Rey’s chest twists in pain as she imagines him doing this with anyone else. She whimpers as the hurt runs through her. It seems to spur him on, excite him further.

 

“I smelled you in my house over Thanksgiving break. Kay wouldn’t shut up about her new best friend…”

 

Rey remembers Kaydel inviting her over for Thanksgiving, but she’d declined. Family gatherings and holidays always left Rey feeling hollow. Knowing that they were times of happiness, of reunion, and knowing she had none of that. Despite Kaydel’s wild streak, it was clear she was still loved by her parents. Rey wasn’t ready to witness a happy family, no matter how welcoming to her they were, no matter how willing they were to treat her as one of their own.

 

Now she wonders if she’d gone if this would have happened a lot sooner...or not at all.

 

“Almost sent me— ungh —into Rut at Thanksgiving dinner,” Ben growls as he continues to pound into her. His voice is now ragged and panting. “You like knowing that you can bring out this side of me? It turns you on to see me rabid—a beast, ” he spits the words across her cheek. His hair falls over them, brushing against her eyelashes. Her cunt squeezes him again as his words coat her body with delicious, possessive pleasure. He chokes as he grunts out his next words with an unhinged expression. “This cunt always drove me wild, it made me crazy...you make me feel like I’m fucking out of my mind…”

 

She thinks there is a part of her that should protest, say that this is wrong...maybe...but she finds herself unsure why.

 

Why is this wrong if it feels so good?

 

In a way, she always knew it would be this good.

 

His knot begins to swell again and Rey’s mind blanks as she anticipates the wash of euphoria awaiting her. The twisting unease quickly abating as his hot cum coats her insides. Pulse after pulse.

 

Her mating gland tingles, seeking, and she stretches her neck, baring it to him with a mewl.

 

Ben chuckles darkly over her. “Not yet, Omega. You’re not ready for it. You aren’t begging nearly enough,” he says like he wants her to suffer, even as his cock pumps more cum into her, settling the knots in her stomach, already soothing her into a hazy slumber.

 

“A-Alpha…” she gurgles, and her legs twitch and writhe against his hips as her pussy flutters around him.

 

The shadow that hangs over them darkens the already night-filled room. It presses heavily through Ben and against Rey’s chest like an indignant nudge.

 

Her brain, or her thoughts—which currently feel disconnected—mutter in repetitive chants as her body works to take more and more of her Alpha’s cum.

 

Let him bite.

-

“Just one more, baby.” 

 

Rey turns her nose away like the object offends her, and Ben lets out an annoyed snarl. 

 

“Just eat the fucking grape!” He sounds exasperated and it makes her giggle. She’s determined to challenge him. It’s a new game she’s discovered, one he seems to easily succumb to. A game that has slick flowing out of her cunt and gives her what she wants much quicker.

 

She discovered he likes it when she denies him when she tries to say no.

 

What he didn’t know yet, was just how much she liked it when he was forceful with her.

 

She didn’t know this could be part of her Heat—the hysteria.

 

But she’s been continuously filled and pumped with so much cum from Alpha she thinks she’s become drunk off of it. The pain gave her pleasure, so why should she shy from any pain?

 

In her inebriation, she thinks she sees bully Kylo Ren, now Alpha God Ben Solo, in a whole new light. 

 

In fact, everything is brighter. 

 

She isn’t sure which orgasm did it, but at some point, she just kept floating. Rey dreamily decides to refer to it as the Hysteria . 

 

It’s possible this might be what it’s like to be incredibly stoned—even though she wouldn’t know from experience.

 

All she knows is that everything is nice and good. Ben is so, so good .

 

Rey turns her face away from his seeking hand, currently pinching the tiny fruit between his thumb and pointer finger. Ben growls in annoyance. “Omega,” he commands more seriously and Rey’s body shivers at the warning in his tone.

 

Rey twists when his tongue licks up her neck, but her body cannot control itself around him when he does things like this and her muscles go limp and soft. Her mouth falls open and the intrusion of the offending fruit pushes past her lips. 

 

“Now chew it,” Ben growls with a sexy sort of rumble that has her thighs quivering as she catches his obsidian stare. 

 

His eyes fall down to her mouth as he watches her obey. She can feel how pleased he is at her quick compliance. 

 

“Good girl,” he mutters as he pets her face, and her whole body comes alive. “Now swallow.” His hand comes around to her neck and squeezes. The pressure on her throat makes the swallow a bit more strenuous, and the smushed fruit in her throat struggles to make its way down. 

 

She almost chokes, but then snorts as laughter fills her. She can’t stop.

 

Ben releases her throat, seemingly surprised by her outburst. 

 

When her hysterics calm into little hiccups she reaches for him. “Mmm, Alpha,” Rey sighs, as she brushes her nose against his gland at his neck. When she does, his arms shoot out, one hand gripping her hip tightly and his other arm wrapped around her shoulders and holding her neck.

 

He’s snarling against her, his nose pressed forcefully against her head. His cock stands taut against her stomach. 

 

His lips nibble at her face. “Need you to eat so you can take more, Omega.” His voice is like a calm breeze. 

 

Rey smiles dazedly as he slips another grape into her mouth. She chews it animatedly this time. Some of the juice squirts and splashes from her mouth and onto his hovering lips. 

 

A snarl erupts from him as his lips clamp over hers. 

 

Mmm, yes… Rey sighs with delight as she tastes him.

 

It’s a high-pitched squeal in delight that ends with a stuttering inhale of breath that leaves her grape-filled mouth as he enters her with a swift roll of his hips. Her body accepts him wholeheartedly. 

 

Rey is...deliriously happy. So content beyond her best dreams or imaginations. She wonders briefly, how she ever got so lucky to have an Alpha that is absolutely perfect for her in every possible way. 

 

“I need your cum, Alpha,” Rey hums confidently as he slides above her. “I need more .” She’s gotten better at vocalizing what she wants with each orgasm he gives her. Her desire, her heat growing more and more insatiable each round. Each time she needed more and she realized how forthcoming Alpha was the more she begged.

 

And why was she so foolish before to let pride get in the way of her ultimate pleasure?

 

It’s like they keep building to something every time they fuck. Every time his knot swells and burrows inside her. Rey thinks she’s determined what that might be, and now in her state of delirium, when every word out of Ben’s mouth is sweet as syrup, she knows they might be close to reaching that peak, their final destination, her sole purpose as an Omega.

 

To Mate.

 

It’s time. That’s what her instinct says, and her instinct has grown more and more confident with every insert of Ben’s cock. Her body is blooming, opening up to take all of Alpha. His cock, his cum...and his bite.

 

What feels like a hundred pins prick her skin, and Rey screams out into the room as the discomfort overcomes her. Ben’s nose dives into her neck and he’s mouthing at her mating gland with a soothing gesture.

 

“ Alphaaa ,” she whines with a despondent mewl.

 

“I feel it too,” he mumbles against her gland, his words a gliding whisper against her, their promise like smoke, fluttering away making Rey desperate to reach it. “I feel it too,” Ben says again in an effort to make it stick.

 

His cruder confidence from before, his harsh tones, they’re not here in this moment. The seconds go by as he mutters gently into her skin, soft things…

 

Like saying, “I do want to take your pain away, take it all away.”

 

“...You’re mine to protect...”

 

“...Mine to care for…”

 

“...My Omega…”

 

Rey shudders underneath him and there’s wetness on her cheeks. She blinks and realizes they are tears from her eyes. 

 

She never thought sadness would be part of the Hysteria.

 

“Please, Alpha,” she moans as the tears drip into his hair. “Please, bite me .”

 

He stills.

 

She has yet to have this kind of effect on him, and suddenly her thoughts begin spiraling into a panicked depression.

 

You’ve upset Alpha...

 

Her fear surmounts so quickly it knocks Ben back into motion. His eyes blink and come back into focus and he’s pounding into her once more with even more force.

 

There’s a look on his face that Rey can’t decipher. All she knows is that it’s intense, and some of her glee from The Hysteria mellows out. 

 

His right eye twitches before his hands are cupping her face, brushing the tendrils of hair away from her cheek. He looks deeply into her as he says with his gentlest tone yet, “You’ve been so good for me, my perfect Omega…”

 

Rey shivers and a moan wants to rip free from her closed lips, but she refuses to speak, her every attention focused only on Alpha.

 

She thinks she might be on the verge of losing her mind, of falling to the Hysteria. The burning inside her is so hot , but it’s not just that, it’s twisting and spasming and it hurts, it hurts more and more, and the only thing that will make it stop is his bite. Rey is sure of it.

 

“Please...IneedIneedIneed it. Alpha, mate me. I need you to mate m-me — it hurts so, so bad. Please!”

 

She’s sobbing, her chest heaving with every gasp of breath. She’s desperate at this point and thinks she would say anything, anything he wanted to hear as long as he would just give it to her.

 

“Please Alpha…” The pain comes sharper, more demanding in her cunt as she hugs his cock inside of her as tight as she can. She tries to push her shoulder further into his mouth but then he’s pulling away.

 

Fresh tears coat her cheeks as she looks up at him, begging.

 

His thumb reaches out and smears the wetness across her cheek. For a moment, as her eyes search him, she’s almost convinced he will grant her wish. His gaze is soft, his touch gentle, and his scent is so disarmingly delicious every muscle in her body is melting, her pleasure a rumbling boil about to erupt.  

 

Rey gazes up at him with all the adoration and devotion she feels inside, her scent flares with it, and she begs, “I need it, Ben, please.” Her voice shakes as she uses his given name and trembles beneath him.

 

At the sound of his name, something shifts. His eyes harden with just the slight twitch at the corners.

 

She’s caught unsuspecting when the hand that was caressing her cheek is now curled stiffly around her throat. 

 

Rey coughs and chokes against his hold. 

 

Even though she burns everywhere, and her mind is only able to catch hold in sporadic seconds she tries to open her mouth, to push words out. To beg Alpha some more…

 

“Be quiet, slut ,” he seethes with a menacing heave of his torso. His cock remains buried between her legs and he uses his weight to keep her held down, motionless. 

 

All of a sudden there is fiery rage, and it burns in his scent and makes Rey crinkle her nose. Her throat is still gasping to suck in enough air as he holds her neck. Tears leak from her eyes as she questions why Alpha is so upset.

 

You did this, you are a terrible Omega. Alpha does not want to mate you…

 

Rey pleads with her eyes, begs for forgiveness. 

 

Please Alpha… I’m sorry…

 

Ben pulls out of her abruptly and Rey is caught off guard and gasping for breath as she gets turned onto her stomach. She pants and her lungs expel with a whoosh as he covers her body completely with his and enters her from behind. His weight bears down on her torso as his hips grind against hers. 

 

“Do you know what I went through all those years?” his voice hisses in her ear. “The moment you walked through the door you were a temptation designed to fucking ruin me. You could have fucked up my life—just because of your fucking scent.” 

 

The emotion Rey feels in her chest is much too severe. His pain and despair exploded around them. She wants to curl in on herself but how he has her pressed into the floor prevents that.

 

There’s anguish on his face when he spits at her, “You want me to mate you so badly, huh? It hurts, right? Right here,” he points to his chest. “It hurts here worse than anywhere else, this despair I feel when I am not touching you. It’s tearing you apart,” he gasps and his knot begins to swell. “You need me to bite. You feel as though your whole world is fucking falling apart around you, you think you might go insane if you never have her, if you never know what it’s like to be inside her. It kills you to think of it. It’s the worst pain imaginable.” The harsh words whip over her ears and around her face as he keeps forcefully pushing her down to the ground below.

 

It’s borderline pain, but the physical hurt is nothing compared to what she feels coming from him.  

 

She senses anguish and borderline depression, and a fit of anger so severe it scalds her. But underneath all of that, almost indecipherable, is a pain she’s very familiar with: loneliness.

 

Ben growls above her, unsatisfied, and Rey thinks a part of her has died inside. Thoughts flitter in her mind. Thoughts of not being enough, of being a disappointment, of being a terrible Omega.

 

Fear and doubt all swelled together as his eyes pierce her and his words stab her right in her heart where it’s the most unbearable.

 

“This pain you feel,” he gasps with strained anguish. “I want you to know it’s how I felt all these years, and here you lie so desperately for me to mate you?” His hips move and his cock draws out of her before he thrusts it back in, stoking the heat within her, lighting her body aflame. 

 

“Please,” she begs and her eyes are glassy as she looks up at him. She feels small and vulnerable and so terrified that he will pull away, away from her.

 

That he will deny her the one thing she needs.

 

Because she is not good enough. She may never be.

 

She can feel his lips at her neck, just there. It’s unclear to her if he’s trying to prolong it. As his lips graze her puffed and raised skin, she turns into a pleading, muttering mess again as she begs for it.

 

Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease…

 

He begins to pound violently into her and the heat and her impending orgasm build once more as he brings her closer to her peak.

 

He’ll do it now, she thinks, as she feels his knot begin to swell. He’s going to fill her cunt up and in the throes of ecstasy finally, claim her.

 

Ben groans into her gland as he comes and it sets off wave after pleasurable wave within her, feeling him pulse into her, his hot cum the soothing balm she needs to fight the delirium, the Hysteria.

 

But, she thinks, only his bite could truly do that.

 

“P-please, mate me Alpha,” she sobs into the soaked carpet. Whatever protests or feelings she might have, none of those seem important anymore. She has fully succumbed to the Hysteria. In fact, she welcomes it.

 

Her legs twitch and kick at the remnants of cloth surrounding them in their nest. Her nipples rub harshly against the shag wool and even with his knot, the last and final piece remains untouched.

 

Rey shivers when she feels his teeth graze the swollen skin at her neck and— yes, Alpha, please bite. Pleaseplease bite…

 

A cold runs over her when his torso lifts from her back. The only place they are touching is where they are currently connected, locked together.

 

She shivers at the loss of him and dread begins to fill her.

 

No…

 

“I think you deserve to suffer a little more, Omega.” His words are snarling, but far away. He feels so out of reach even as his knot keeps them joined. His voice is leering and almost boastful as he says, “We have all the time in the world, baby. Why not draw it out...make it last? ”

 

A new pain strikes within her as reality and despair begin to flush away the Hysteria.

 

And Rey is reminded with startling clarity that this...all of this...has likely been a game to him, a means to get back at her for all those years in school.

 

As her mind scrambles for what reason he had to get back at her, why he would be so cruel and so terrible to her, her fear returns, and this time with hollow acceptance. 

 

There was something painful and tormenting happening to Ben Solo. Darkness that she once saw as just petulant bullying.

 

But now it seems like it’s more than that.

 

And Rey feebly discovers, as her tears pour into their fucked up love nest…

 

That whatever game this is, it’s far from finished, and she’s caught in it.

 

And more and more she wonders if she will ever escape—or if she even wants to. Even when this is over.

-

She slips in and out of euphoria. She’s almost a bit mindless, succumbing fully to the pleasure he gives her. Anything to keep her conscious from surfacing during the moments he likes to give her pain.

 

The last few times his knot deflates and his cock slides out of her, followed by a flowing gush of his cum and her slick, pooling beneath her ass—Ben makes a rabid growl in the back of his throat. His hands fall to the bunched-up clothes beneath them to catch some of the fluid and he takes palmfuls of it and begins to rub it all over her skin. Sometimes he’s so entranced by his actions his tongue will follow, licking the mess into her skin. His saliva joins the liquids covering her body and Rey is covered in fluids. 

 

He licks at her glands and groans against the mating gland at her neck, whispering little promises to it. “One day this will be mine. This is mine. This little whore cunt is mine.” But when there was once ardent devotion, Rey listens for the sinister bite behind his words. For as desperately as she wants to believe him, ever since he refused to claim her, a small voice in the back of her head has refused to shut up. There are a few voices, in fact, muffled yelling and screaming in the back of her mind. She tries to tamp them down, push them away too. Her will to listen to reason has faded away; if she allows herself to think too hard that wallowing dread only threatens to overtake her.

 

And...she’s not sure she could stand it.

 

His teeth graze the raised sensitive skin there and she’s a shivering mess under him.

 

Ben’s cock is already inside her again, pumping easily with the amount of fluids coating their skin. 

 

Her neck vibrates with the power of his growls. It rumbles down her throat and into her chest. Pleasure blooms in her cunt at the stimulation of his cock so deep with every plowing thrust.

 

When he comes and his knot pulses inside her he licks at her gland. Wide, comforting strokes, almost like he’s trying to apologize. As if he knows what he’s doing is wrong.

 

Would they be proving all the pamphlets and articles and propaganda correct? That it was Alphas and Omegas that were the problem?

 

He’s humming in her ear then, and her cunt squeezes deliciously around him, milking him of all he has to give. Her body floating in paradise, while her mind tries to shutter away from the dark.

 

His hand pets her hair. “I only want you to understand,” he mumbles into her cheek and he sucks at her jaw. “I just want you to understand. ” His free hand comes up to cradle her face as he forces her to face towards his. Her eyes flutter to his lips. She’s afraid to look at his eyes.

 

He doesn’t like that and a threatening growl rumbles within him. “Look at me,” he commands with surprising gentleness, even as she feels the intensity of his anger as his thumb presses harshly into her cheek.

 

A beat of defiance and then Rey’s eyes flick up to his. 

 

Something satisfying flashes in his eyes as he looks down at her. 

 

“No one will know how to take care of you as I can. No one will love you as I can,” he says with such assured confidence. Like he truly believes this. “Not Kaydel, or some dumb fucking beta asshole,” he sneers over her, his anger flickering flames across her skin. “I—I’m doing this to show you. I just want to show you.” His tone borders on desperation as he gazes at her. There’s something distant in his eyes, and Rey is terrified to think it might be what Ben Solo looks like when he has hope.

 

“I want you to understand why it will never be like this with anyone else. No one.” He looks possessed, so devout in his beliefs. 

 

So sure to pass them on, to share them with her.

 

“When I offer to claim you, you will accept it.” He stares at her with an assurance that offers no room for doubt. “When I finally give you my bite and mate you, you’ll offer it to me on a fucking silver platter—you won’t be in heat. You’ll be solely within your own mind. It will be your choice .”

 

The word floats sinisterly around them as he continues to suckle her skin, covering her with little love bites, little promises to claim.

 

And it will be her choice.  

 

Rey struggles to decipher if she’s already made it.

-

She thinks his Rut might be waning and slowly coming to an end. His cock has begun to soften after each tryst while before it had remained hard and only his knot would deflate. 

 

The fever still runs high for her though. And she revels in the shock on his face when she straddles his hips and takes him inside her all on her own accord. 

 

Ben stares up at her in awe, and after however long it’s been, hours...days...she does not know, but what she does know is that while the fire may have abated for him, it is still running wild and with a vengeance for her.

 

She almost feels petulant at his refusal to bite her. She takes his cock with forceful little thrusts of her hips, reveling in how his eyes burn and his mouth falls open for her.

 

For her.

 

Despite all the pain and the torture he put her through, she finds herself desperate to take it out on him like this, to show him that she can be just as strong. Somewhere throughout this whole ordeal, Rey has found a voice within her, a calling from her Omega—a force inside of her that thinks this might be her chance to finally take something from him. 

 

Her cunt squeezes and pulses around him, making him groan almost savagely as he moves to turn them over and rut into her, but her hand presses down on his chest. Not yet.

 

Rey’s slick begins to run from her and over where they are joined, falling in streams over his hips as she writhes over him. 

 

“Omega,” he grunts with wild eyes. His fingers trickle to her clit and slide along the soaking wetness of her heat. He looks entranced as he watches his fingers glide through the mess and the way more spurts from her with the added stimulation. 

 

Rey’s moan gets lost in her throat as pleasure beats down on her with swiping blows. Her body hunches forward as she seeks relief. Her silent cry begging for the knot she hasn’t stopped craving.

 

She lets him roll them over then before he ruts into her with a bestial force. His growls heavy and grating as he drools into her neck. 

 

“No one but me can do this to you, can make you feel like this,” Ben groans savagely into her gland as he sucks at the skin, making her orgasm burst from her with jagged and stilted twitches of her hips as she feels his knot begin to bloat. 

 

Her eyes leak as she seeks her pleasure, as she relishes the way he becomes a part of her with every spurt of his cock within her. She sighs and burrows into their slick and cum soaked nest as she writhes against his looming form. All hard panes of him sliding slippery against her skin, and Rey relishes it.

 

“No one but you, Alpha,” she sighs as he folds her into his arms and nestles her on top of his body as he fills her. 

 

Ben’s hand comes to cover her mating gland and his promise rumbles across her lips as they drown in their perfect paradise.

 

“One day, you’ll give this to me. This belongs to me.” 

-

Rey wakes to the sound of something buzzing and vibrating from the floor. Her eyes blink open to find the sun shining through the tall glass windows, shimmering gold across the placid lake outside.

 

The storm has finally passed.

 

She has no idea how much time has passed, or how many days. The skies have been overcast the entire time and she’d been...well...rather preoccupied to notice anything about her surroundings that weren’t…

 

Speaking of, her eyes glance over to see her Alpha still asleep, tangled in the haphazard blankets and towels they’ve made a mess of.

 

Rey does note that she feels much...lighter, more awake than she’s felt in days . Her mind is sharp and alert with stunning clarity she can’t believe she’d been so out of it before.

 

The memory of her Heat and the Rut that lead her to it begins to filter into her mind in vibrant pictures. Her body feels damp and sticky and covered with so many fluids she thinks she should feel gross or disgusting, but...she’s never felt more fresh or sated in her whole life.

 

The buzzing continues and she reaches for the phone just a hair's breadth away. Her eyes focusing on the name ‘Kay’ as a picture of her and Kaydel from Homecoming flashes on the screen.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Rey? Rey, oh thank GOD. Why didn’t you answer your phone the last few times I tried calling you, I’ve been worried out of my mind. Ben’s been AWOL and I just assumed he was being a dick, but when you stopped answering I got really worried!”

 

Kaydel begins to prattle off more things about the storm and a tree that fell on the only road leading up to the house and a few other things Rey can’t catch. Sometimes she wishes Kaydel didn’t talk a hundred miles an hour when she was excited or upset.

 

Rey pulls the phone from her ear and looks at her messages to Kaydel. There are a few sporadic ones here and there over the last... three days. 

 

She doesn’t remember ever texting Kaydel except when Ben did at the beginning…

 

“Rey? Are you listening to me? The fire marshall told me they’ll be able to move the tree today, so we should finally be able to come up this afternoon. At least we’ll have the weekend. I’m so sorry I left you alone with my brother all that time. I know how uncomfortable being alone with an Alpha makes you, but I hope you barely saw him and that he didn’t bother you too much…”

 

Rey sits up and winces as her skin cracks with the movement. All of the dried cum and slick coating her skin now noticeable under her full awareness. 

 

“Uh, no actually,” Rey mumbles as she turns to look at Ben’s naked body slowly rising and falling with his breaths as he sleeps beside her. “It—he hasn’t bothered me,” she defends without a second thought. 

 

Kaydel says some more things to Rey that she has trouble paying attention to. Her thoughts are once again bombarded with memories of their last time together, how he looked at her, how he promised her she would never be alone ever again. 

 

“Poe told me not to worry, but I really am trying to get back—”

 

“It’s okay, Kay. I—I’ve actually had a relaxing few days here. Even with Ben...around.”

 

“If you’re sure—”

 

“Yeah!” her voice is shockingly enthusiastic; it even surprises her. She jumps at the sound of her own voice and she glances a look at Ben, careful not to wake him from his peaceful slumber. “I promise I’m fine…” she trails off as her hand comes up to press gently against her mating gland. Sore, but without any lasting scars. She touches the tender flesh, made so from hours of Ben’s lips torturing her with pleasure, teasing her with his inevitable bite .

 

A little smile rises to Rey’s lips as she presses against her neck. 

 

“I think I’m a little more than fine, actually.”

 

Her smile widens as her eyes rove over Ben’s muscular back and his gland, pink and raised at the base of his neck.

 

For the first time in her life, Rey feels like finally, after being ostracized and alone for so long , she finally has something that is hers.

 

Something she’s wanted for a long time.

 

Something that she can claim as hers and hers alone.

 

After all this time she finally got what she always wanted.

 

Her smile is from ear to ear as she mutters softly into the phone, “ Gotcha… ”

 

 

 

Notes:

Thank you so much for reading - I would love to hear what you think in the comments or come say hey to me on twitter.

If you liked this darkfic may I suggest my first darkfic: The Monster I Made - Kylo Ren build a droid that looks and functions like Rey during their time apart between TLJ and TROS.

If you liked my version of A/B/O may I suggest my spies series: 3 Days in Vienna and I am currently following up with the sequel!