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Caitlyn was barely through the door when Vi had the jump on her, taking her by the wrists and pinning them above her head. She was shoved with little care into the closed front door and Vi’s leg was placed in between hers pressing up. A grind from Vi brought a gasp from Caitlyn’s throat, her underwear flooding already when the smell of Vi hit her.
It was undeniable. Something a little smokey, something a little cinnamon-y. Leather and darkness wrapped up in Vi’s scent that was so overwhelming it clouded any coherent thoughts in Caitlyn’s pretty little head.
“Need you.” Vi growled in Caitlyn’s ear, her presence already overwhelming and all consuming.
“You always need me.” Caitlyn murmured, nuzzling into her partner’s shoulder. Her teeth grazed at Vi’s shirt, biting and pulling gently.
“Cait…” Vi whined, grinding up again.
“You’re in your rut, aren’t you?” Caitlyn mumbled into Vi’s skin, biting her collarbone through her shirt, trying to soak up all of her scent. She smirked when Vi’s muscles tensed under her touch.
“Mmhmm.” Vi nodded, much too focused on Caitlyn’s body than her words. Vi busied herself by kissing the bite mark on Caitlyn’s neck, then licked up the side of her throat. Caitlyn helped by tilting her head to one side, giving Vi free reign to mark and kiss as much as she wanted. Not as permission, but as bait. Let Vi think she had an opening before reeling her in back to her knees where she belongs.
“Well…” Caitlyn breathed, her hand coming down to cup Vi’s hardened cock over her boxers. She pressed her palm down, half-stroking with deliberate pressure. “Why don’t you hurry up handsome, and fill me with your pups?”
“God, fuck-k, Cait.” Vi’s hips bucked into her hand, seeking contact, seeking her. “You, you can’t just say stuff like that, I’m going to cum just from your words.”
Caitlyn laughed, light and airy, before grabbing the base of Vi’s cock and squeezing hard. “Don’t. Don’t you waste a single fucking drop, Violet.”
It was Caitlyn’s turn to growl in Vi’s ear. Her alpha was quickly melting into an obedient puddle, so needy and desperate, and Caitlyn was going to milk her for all her worth.
“This,” Caitlyn shoved her hand down Vi’s boxers, fully taking her hard cock in her hand. She stroked once, twice, as Vi keened over with a grunt. “Is mine. Every drop, every thrust, it’s mine Violet. You understand?”
Vi whimpered softly, her teeth grazing Caitlyn’s mating bite again, constantly drawn back to it as a reminder of their relationship. Of their trust. Of everything they mean to each other. She breathed heavily over the mark, unable to find her words momentarily. Vi was lost in needing Caitlyn, in needing to fill her, please her, make Caitlyn all hers. She swallowed, eyes coming back into focus and finally pulling awake from Caitlyn’s neck to look into her cerulean eyes.
“Yes-s, I understand, Cait. Please-”
Vi was cut off by another rough stroke from Caitlyn, this time running her thumb over her swollen head. Vi was already dripping pre, which simply wouldn’t do.
“Tsk-tsk, my alpha, didn’t I tell you not to waste this? How are you supposed to fill me properly, huh?” Caitlyn collected a drop onto her thumb and brought it to Vi’s face.
“Open.” Caitlyn commanded, and Vi fought against every single one of her alpha instincts to do exactly as she was told.
Caitlyn shoved her thumb into Vi’s mouth, Vi’s tongue happily lapping up her own taste. Her eyes fluttered closed and a soft whimper betrayed her rut-drunk state.
“Oh, my good alpha.” Caitlyn smiled as the pressure increased, Vi intently suckling now. She accompanied her suckling with more soft moans, Caitlyn’s thumb warm and vibrating against her tongue. Words of praise did wonders to Vi’s eagerness, and most importantly, her hardness as well.
Caitlyn didn’t hesitate to run her thumb along Vi’s molars, feeling the sharper ridges of her canines and rubbing them gently. Not enough to pierce her skin, but enough that there was a little tooth shaped indent on her thumb when she pulled free.
Immediately, Caitlyn surged forward to meet Vi in a kiss. The warmth, the taste of her on her tongue, the scent, all of it sent Caitlyn pushing into Vi harder and harder. She didn’t even care that their teeth crashed, that the two of them were battling for control with their tongues, she just continued to bask and take and give and exist all entangled with Vi.
For less than a second, Caitlyn pulled away breathless with only one request. “Bedroom. Crawl.”
Caitlyn stepped out of Vi’s hold, watching with predatory satisfaction as Vi dropped to her hands and knees. Caitlyn led her along, slowly, letting Vi’s knees scrap against the hardwood floors while she practically floated on her toes to the bedroom.
With an air of nonchalance, Caitlyn placed herself on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs as she waited for Vi to catch up. She watched carefully with a calm face of icy satisfaction. Caitlyn didn’t even have to tell her what to do. All on her own, Vi sat on her knees right in front of her, looking up at Caitlyn like she was the most beautiful woman to ever exist.
Like the queen she was, Caitlyn just pointed her toe at Vi’s chest, nudging her gently. It shouldn’t have made Vi’s cock twitch and ache as hard as it did. Reverently, like she wasn’t just scrambling for a taste of Caitlyn, Vi took off Caitlyn’s shoes carefully. She tried to calm the shaking in her arms as she peeled off Caitlyn’s socks, then ran her hands up Caitlyn’s legs. Those unsteady hands settled around Caitlyn’s hips before tugging her pants and underwear off in one smooth motion.
Vi’s pupils were blown wide and her chest rose and fell in heavy panting breaths as she was met with the scent of Caitlyn. Her omega’s scent was practically coaxing her to rut and fill and breed. But she buried that thought in the back of her brain, waiting for Caitlyn’s permission.
Caitlyn took pity on her more than anything, reclining back onto an elbow and propping one knee out to spread herself wide. It gave Vi a full unobstructed view of her soaking cunt. Poor thing nearly drooled at the sight.
“You smell that?” Caitlyn murmured, her voice low enough to vibrate through Vi’s bones. “That’s your rut’s only purpose. To put your pups right here.” Caitlyn let one hand drop to her center, spreading herself open and wide for Vi.
Vi’s breath left her in a ragged moan, her scent spiking. “Please, Cait… please let me-”
“Come here,” Caitlyn beckoned. “And fill me with your cock.”
Vi shot up and removed her clothes in seconds. Caitlyn watched lazily, eyes dragging over every inch of Vi’s slick, hard cock, glistening with the evidence of just how badly she needed to breed her.
Vi surged forward like a starving beast and quickly hooked Caitlyn’s legs under her arms. She pressed Caitlyn back, knees coming close to her head.
“You give me all of it, Violet.” Caitlyn whispered, deceptively gentle. “Every. Fucking. Drop. You breed me until I am dripping with you.”
Vi snarled, low in her chest, the rut taking over and she slammed her hips forward until she was buried to the hilt. Caitlyn gasped with pleasure and surprise and Vi responded with a sound she made that wasn't human, a growl and a whine tangled together as her forehead dropped to meet Caitlyn’s.
“Good boy,” Caitlyn breathed, wiggling her hips and adjusting to the size. “Fuck me like you love me.”
The words hit Vi harder than any gut punch could have. She obeyed instantly, thrusts deep and frenzied with an evident lack of control. Loud slaps filled the air alongside the wet, slick push of her cock inside the omega she belonged to.
Caitlyn continued to encourage Vi, stroking her nape tenderly. But every time Vi faltered, Caitlyn dug her nails in, steering Vi back into perfect, hard, possessive thrusts.
“You get sloppy and this ends here.” Caitlyn warned, her tone never wavering from the air of confidence. “Do you want to stop?”
“No, no! Cait-” Vi panted, trying her best to keep an even, steady pace. “I’ll be good, I’ll make you full, please-”
“That's right.” Caitlyn cooed, dragging her nails down Vi’s tattooed back. “Empty yourself into me. Mark me as yours.”
Caitlyn smirked up at her, utterly composed as she squeezed Vi’s cock, which snapped whatever was left of Vi’s restraint. VI’s hips slammed forward one last time as a familiar stretch started to fill Caitlyn.
“Yessss, yes, Vi…” Caitlyn hissed. “Give me your knot, alpha.”
Vi swelled inside of her, locking them together, every muscle taut and stretched to capacity. Vi’s growl choked out into a broken moan as she began to spill, body jerking with each pulse. Heat radiated in waves where they were joined, the smell of them rolling thick in the air. Through it all, Caitlyn held her close, one hand fisting in her hair, to keep her face buried against her mating mark.
“There’s my good alpha. That’s how you breed your omega. That’s how you remind the whole fucking world who you belong to.” Caitlyn whispered in her ear.
Vi could only move her body in tiny instinctive grinds to keep every last drop inside, Caitlyn’s name spilling from her lips over and over.
“You’re caught. Stuck in me. You can’t leave, even if you wanted to.” Caitlyn murmured, perfectly steady while Vi shuddered helplessly.
“Wouldn’t… can’t, don’t want to, Cait, never-” Vi shook her head frantically but Caitlyn tightened the grip in her hair, tugging to hold her still.
“Good. Because you’re mine Violet. Mine to use, to keep, to take. Your body only knows one job tonight and that’s filling me until I decide we’re done.”
Vi whimpered again, her hips giving a weak, needy little grind against her, instinct overriding exhaustion. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes, the mix of rut and worship saturating every inch of her. Caitlyn kissed her slowly, deliberately, letting Vi give everything into her mouth as well. When she pulled back, she stared straight into Vi’s ruined, adoring face.
“Still trying to give me more? Mmm, my perfect alpha… I can take it.” Caitlyn tilted her hips deliberately, squeezing around the knot. Vi groaned and her entire body jerked violently. Caitlyn grinned wickedly underneath her. Her was alpha caged between her thighs, trapped and happily conquered, completely blissed out in a knotting haze.
“Don’t drift off yet.” Caitlyn purred. “We’re not anywhere near done.”
“Cait… can’t… I’ve given you-”
“And you’ll give me more.” Caitlyn interrupted, steady as ever. “I’ll wring every drop from you until I am leaking down my thighs.”
She brought her legs around Vi’s waist, locking her heels at the low of Vi’s back and rocked deliberately. Vi howled, the swollen knot grinding deep inside of Caitlyn, completely helpless against the pull. Even exhausted, Vi’s alpha instincts flared, hips starting to grind again.
“That’s it, that’s it, darling. Make me drip while you’re still inside me.”
“Full… gonna, give you more… fuck, Cait, I can’t stop-”
“You’re not supposed to stop.” Caitlyn said, amused at Vi’s predicament. “You’ll keep pumping me full until your cock aches. Until you’re sure that you filled me with a big litter of pups. And then, then I’ll keep you hard and aching so we can go all over again.”
The words made Vi’s grinding speed up, her hips trying to move as much as possible with her knot deep inside Caitlyn.
“Feel that?” Caitlyn whispered, rolling her pelvis so the head of Vi’s swollen cock ground against her cervix. “That’s where you’re putting them. Right there. Your pups. All of them.”
Caitlyn leaned in closer, her lips brushing Vi’s ear. “You want me to be swollen with your pups so bad? Prove it. Knot me again. Fill me until it runs down my ass.”
Vi snarled and collapsed on top of Caitlyn, spilling again hot and deep, while digging her teeth into Caitlyn’s mating bite. She had stopped pretending she had control ages ago, and let the pleasure and drive to obey and rut overtake her senses. Caitlyn on the other hand, happily laid there, serene and possessive, taking everything her alpha had to give and demanding more.
The room was humid, the scent of sex and Vi heavy in the air, proof of her rut. The sheets were officially ruined, Caitlyn’s thigh slick with tack heat, her scent smeared all over Vi, and Vi’s cum spilling out of her slowly. The wild helpless drive had burned through Vi entirely, leaving her boneless but still knotted deep where Caitlyn kept her.
Caitlyn stroked Vi’s hair absently, eyes lazy and assessing, like a queen petting her hound.
“You done?” She asked softly.
Vi gave a broken muffled sound, caught somewhere between need and desperation. Caitlyn smiled. The kind that said she’d already decided for both of them.
“Good. Then you’ll stay right there until I say otherwise.”
She locked her ankles more firmly at Vi’s back and let them both sink into the mattress further, knowing she’d have her alpha hard and rutting all over again before the knot even faded.