When John asked if I wanted to go to the bathroom, I was a bit skeptic. Did he want us to take another bath? There were a lot of scents on me from the mingling during the celebration, and while I’d never had an Alpha of my own before, I’d heard from mated Omegas just how possessive they tended to be over their mates, especially when the relationship was still so new.

Does he expect me to get naked and wash up? Is he going to follow me in there?

I was a little worried about this fact. Until he said I could go in alone. Still feeling a little suspicious, I went to the bathroom, not because I needed to use it, but because I needed a bit of space. I closed the door behind me, but hesitated before leaving it unlocked. A lock wouldn’t keep John out if he really wanted to get in, and it might even annoy him, so it was better not to risk it by doing something stupid.

Now that I was alone, at least temporarily, I let myself go. I moved to the toilet and let the seat down, then sat on it, feeling my body tremble slightly.

Am I… really going to go through with this?

I had been instructed in what was going to happen for the whole day, even the activities in the evening once John and I found ourselves alone. We were married, so it was only natural that we would be in the same room and sleep together... but I wasn’t sure if I was ready for any more than that. I was a little confused, actually, why John hadn't tried to touch me already, because I’d heard other tales about the impatience of Alphas.

I wondered if he was doing it for my sake.

The moment that thought entered my mind, though, I snorted quietly, my lips curving in a little smile. Why would he need to be so considerate of me? We hardly knew each other, and this was what was expected. If we left in the morning without…having sex, others would know because of our scents. Just sleeping in the same bed wouldn’t fool other shifters.

After a long moment of just sitting there holding onto myself, I moved. I hadn't eaten or drank much, most of the food I managed to get a hold of, I didn’t think I could keep down, so in the end I would give it away or leave it somewhere. Even if I wanted to, there was nothing that would come out, so I just washed my hands, wiped them on a towel, and left the bathroom. My mind had already moved onto other matters, and I didn’t look at John as I went back to sit at the edge of the bed. I noticed him go into the bathroom, and felt my body minutely relax.

I was thinking of something he said, about the house that had been built for us to live in. It had taken more than a month for it to be built, and I wondered if he’d been told about the arranged marriage by then. I felt that was strongly the case.

It’s not fair, though, I thought in irritation. I had every right to complain, but I’d already missed my chance.

It seemed the whole marriage deal had been decided on long before anyone told me about it if John had known about it for longer than a month and I’d only been informed under three weeks ago. I didn’t have a lot of time to prepare, either, and John was much older so he must have been prepared to have an Omega for a long while.

Before I even had the time to digest this fact, though, John walked out of the bathroom and started stripping. Immediately, alarm went through my body, and I even felt a bit of resignation as well.

We’re starting? But I’m not ready yet!

I knew the basics of what we were about to do now. All Omegas were taught at some point, because eventually we would all have to procreate for the sake of the pack and our species. In my case, it was mostly true, since my procreation abilities were the biggest factor in why it was me being married off instead of another Omega in the pack, no matter that there were plenty that would have been glad for the chance. I was the only lactating Omega in Juneau, and this made me special.

Right then, though, I wished I could have been an ordinary Omega.

John said things I didn’t want to hear, and in my ears, he sounded almost cruel.

“Come here.”

The word was as sharp as a whip, and my body twitched, like it wanted to obey immediately, but my mind rebelled. He was an Alpha and I was an Omega. If he gave an order, it was only natural for me to follow it, but I was feeling just a bit scared. I had been expecting this, but I wasn’t prepared for it. Hell, I didn’t know how to prepare for something like this in the first place! Even with all the ‘education’ I’d been given, before with other Omegas, and a couple weeks ago in preparation to receive my Alpha, my mind blanked when I tried to even think about it.

So instead of moving, I watched him with wide eyes as my body trembled even harder. He took off his tie, then started unbuttoning his shirt. He wore nothing underneath, so his smooth, perfectly muscled chest and abs were revealed bit by bit, and my eyes couldn’t help following the motion of his hands. Once he had his shirt off, he toed off his shoes and socks, then reached for his pants.

“Dominick,” John said, his voice sounding lower, almost an animalistic growl. “I won’t ask you again. Come here.”

I was shocked, not only by how commanding John was suddenly being, but also by the size of the thing between his legs. John was an Alpha, and there was no doubt about it. As an Omega, I would naturally be smaller than an Alpha, but far from my pride being hurt, I was actually even more scared. Because something of that size…was supposed to go inside me? Was it even going to fucking fit? As I continued to stare at it, it twitched and grew in size.

Still, my Alpha had given a command, and I knew better than to annoy him, so I pushed myself off the bed. My legs trembled as I took slow steps, moving closer to John. The distance between us wasn’t that large, but I was frantically thinking of a way to increase it. I didn’t know where to land my eyes because he was now standing naked and hard in front of me. I ended up looking at the floor, and I wondered idly if the trembling in my body wasn’t actually because the floor was shaking.

“Take your coat and tie off, unbutton your shirt. You don’t have to get naked yet, but strip a little or you’ll be uncomfortable.

I won’t though, my heart cried. I’d feel more comfortable if I was fully clothed, thank you!

Still, I knew what he meant. Our scents were swirling and mixing in the air, and the effect on my senses was unavoidable. Like what John had said, lactating Omegas were special, and because of this reason, aside from Tabitha and a few Alpha females, I had never been allowed to stand too close to an Alpha since the moment I hit puberty, even the ones in my family.

We were shifters, and being a shifter Omega, my body reacted instinctively to please my Alpha. My body had grown hot, and I could feel the sweat forming all over my body because my skin didn’t have enough room to breathe. My arm pits felt warm and wet, uncomfortable, and I moved to take off the coat, then the tie, and unbuttoned a few buttons of my shirt. Then, I looked up to meet his eyes, as if looking for approval.

“Get on your knees,” came the next command.

A harsh shudder rocked through my body, and my body swayed a little, then I went down on my knees, keeping my eyes closed so I wouldn’t see. My body was starting to feel weird, the scent in the air finally getting to me. It made me remember the one and only time I’d been around another Omega while they were in heat. I was newly presented, and it was a total accident, but the Omega’s Alpha had been around as well. The scents coming from them had made my body feel weird, and because I couldn’t deal with them in my human form, I shifted and ran off somewhere, staying hidden for hours before someone came to find me.

Back then, I reacted that way because I was young and I didn’t understand. I didn’t know that much more now, but my hormones didn’t care, swirling in my body and leaving havoc in their wake. I looked down and was surprised, yet not, to see my slacks had tightened around my crotch. My eyes blurred a little with tears, but the frustration this time wasn’t the same as this morning’s. My body trembled, and I waited for my Alpha’s next command.

“Look up, Dominick. I want you to see me.”

I did as asked, and let out another whine as my mouth opened. I was panting for breath, and my whole face felt like it was burning. Saliva was pooling in my mouth, and I felt absolutely starved. Only, not for food.

When John called me to him, I moved as close as I dared to, and it was pretty close. With me on my knees in front of him, I was at the right vantage point to look at his crotch, and his engorged dick. He had his hand wrapped around the base of it, slowly stroking up, then down, then back up. The staff of flesh was flushed, and the head looked an angry, deep pink, almost red. A small drop of clear fluid leaked at the slit in the tip as John squeezed his hand around it, and suddenly I felt thirsty, wanting to lean forward and lick it up. I couldn’t move, though. My Alpha hadn't asked me to.

“Suck it,” came the command I was waiting for.

Immediately, I leaned forward, tongue out, and licked up that pearly drop before it could fall. Then I wrapped my lips around that angry flushed head and sucked, breathing through my nose as my lips lowered slightly down his shaft, and I sucked even harder.

John let out a low groan, and my heart flipped.

“Good,” he muttered, sounding pleased. “Just like that, Dominick. Take more of me in your mouth, wrap your lips a little tighter…just like that…”

If I had a tail, I was sure it would be wagging in that moment. I did as he wanted, sliding my lips further down, then coming back up as I sucked, my tongue rolling around the head to catch any stray drops of fluid, swallowing it down greedily. My hormones were practically tearing me apart to have and please my Alpha, and in that moment, it was the most important thing in my mind, so that all my previous worries fell away.

It was still me, but the side of me that was more instinct than logical thought, while still holding onto my awareness. I gave into that side of myself gladly, because worrying about everything suddenly seemed so pointless. Worrying it to death wouldn’t change anything in the end, right?

I felt John’s hand in my hair, raking through the strands and grabbing hold. I practically purred when I felt him tug on my hair, though if I’d been in my right mind, I would have been scratching in indignation at him ruining my hair. He gave a sharp tug that I correctly inferred meant he wanted me to be still, so I stopped moving. After a moment of the both of us being still, John moved.

Very slowly at first, he moved his hips so more of his cock slid into my mouth, then pulled back. I obediently kept my lips tight around his girth, sucking gently as he pulled back, licking the vein underneath. When he slid into my mouth again, he went a little deeper, and I took deep breaths as I tried to hold back my gag reflex. To help me keep my balance, I placed one hand on John’s thick thigh, the rock hard muscle underneath his flesh shocking me for a bit so that I startled, and there was a hiss above me. Immediately, I went completely still.

“Watch your teeth, and don’t move around so much. Wrap a hand around my cock, stroke the part that won’t fit in your mouth.”

I tucked my teeth under my lips, feeling my face flush a bit in embarrassment. My other hand wrapped around the base of his dick, and I was surprised when I realized just how much of him I couldn’t fit in my mouth. Not to mention, with my small hand, I could just barely wrap my fingers around his girth. Suddenly I felt like it was a miracle that I could even fit a few inches of him in my mouth, and once again I wondered if he would fit inside me, but with a more curiosity than alarm this time. My body seemed to think it would be okay, anyway.

John let out another pleased sound, and I settled a bit. He started moving his hips a little faster, his hand in my hair tugging a bit harder. He was treating me roughly, and I liked it. After a while, though, my jaw started to ache, and John didn’t seem close to letting go yet.

This is an Alpha.

The thought went to my mind, and there was quite a bit of reverence mixed in it.

Being an Omega, I was small and soft. I’d gone through puberty, and I knew how to get myself off, but I didn’t have nearly half the stamina John seemed to have. The few times I’d touched myself, I’d gotten off embarrassingly quickly, but because I was viewed as a special Omega, it wasn’t something I was comfortable talking with anyone about, even as other Omegas my age, both male and female, talked freely about their sexuality.

I was starting to wonder just how long he could go, when his hand tightened in my hair, and he pulled his dick completely out of my mouth. I blinked my eyes open, dislodging a few tears as I looked up at John. His face looked flushed and strained, and he was eyeing me like I was something to eat. Instead of being afraid of that look, though, I only grew more eager, the hormones in my body rising up again.

“Get up,” he said, his voice rough. “Strip your clothes and get on the bed. I can't wait anymore.”

My body moved to do what he wanted without hesitation, quickly tugging off the rest of my clothes as I walked over to the bed. My briefs felt completely drenched and were sticking to my body, so it took me a bit to take them off as well. When I was completely nude, I moved to crawl on the bed, only to be surprised when an arm wrapped around me from behind and flipped me over. I let out a yelp, but I didn’t feel the need to struggle. I was dumped on my back in the middle of the bed, John’s body falling on top of me, then his lips were pressed against mine.

I froze for about a second, then tried to mirror his actions, kissing him back. This was my first kiss, and it was a bit odd that I’d had John’s dick in my mouth before he kissed me, but it wasn’t like I was going to complain. His knees parted my thighs before falling into the open space in between. I whimpered when his wet, hard cock came into contact with mine, I wrapped my arms and legs around him, rocking my hips up to meet his, electric shocks of pleasure sending shivers down my spine every time our cocks rubbed against each other.

John licked and nipped at my lips, over and over, until I realized what he wanted and let my mouth open for him. His tongue thrust in and out of my mouth, just like his cock from a bit ago, and it drove me wild. I could feel something thick and wet sliding down my crack, but before I could think much about it, John pulled away from my mouth and started making his way down my body.

His hands held onto my waist, and he bit his way down my neck. I was pretty sure he’d left marks, and I purred in even more pleasure, my chest rumbling with the sound, pulling a resulting growl from John. My body jerked at first, when I felt his lips touch my nipple, then I was moaning, my fingers sinking into his hair and holding him to me as he lavished attention on both nipples. He would lick around it, then flick the tip on the bud, and finally suck on it as he rolled the bud gently between his teeth. He did the same for both nipples, until they felt inflamed on my chest, then he moved lower, nipping the skin of my stomach.

I could feel one of his hands slide down my side, and part of my focus moved to that hand. He slid it over my hip, and his palm slid over my cock, making my toes curl. He didn’t wrap his hand around me, though, instead moving slower, over my balls, sliding underneath. When I felt the tip of his finger slide over my hole, my whole body shuddered as I let out a low whine, more slick pouring out of me and sliding down my butt.

“John…” I called his name, and it was barely a whisper. I wanted to beg for something, but I couldn’t find the words.

He seemed to know what I wanted, though, sliding his hand inside me. My body had loosened up, and added with the slick, his hand slid in easily, thrusting in and out of me a few times before he added a second. By the time he had three fingers inside of me, I was writhing under him on the bed, wanting to rock back into those fingers, but he held me down to the bed with his other hand on my hip.

John seemed to be waiting for something, and once he got it, he released me, his fingers pulling out of me. I made a sound of protest, but before I could reach for him, he’d flipped me again until I was lying on my stomach, pressing his body against my back.

I wanted to roll back around, but he kept me still, and I felt his cock, still wet from my spit, against my ass. He parted my legs with his knees, his hips pressing down on mine and making sure I wouldn’t move. He shifted his hips, his cock falling between my crack, and I gasped when I felt him rub against my hole. I wanted to rock my hips back and take him in, but he moved away, rubbing his cock in my crack, coating himself with my slick.

Then, I heard his voice in my ear. “Stay completely still. Make a sound if it’s uncomfortable.”

I held myself still, but my body couldn’t stop trembling in anticipation. I felt the head of his cock press against my hole once more, only instead of retreating, he pressed forward. I held my breath, my upper body tensing a little. This part would hurt for Omegas, especially without special preparation, unless you were in your heat. But I was special, I wasn’t in my heat cycle, but my body reacted like an ordinary Omega’s would during a heat. So, when John slid into me, all the way until his thighs pressed against my ass, there was no pain at all. Just a bit of an ache, and it felt strange, but it definitely didn’t feel bad. Not that it felt particularly great, either.

At least, until John moved. He pulled back, and immediately, my spine went soft. The friction against my rim felt unexpectedly amazing, and as he thrust into me and pulled out again, I could feel my toes curl as my fingers clenched into the bed sheets. My teeth itched, like they wanted to bite into something, and I dragged a pillow closer and sunk my teeth into it.

John, seeing that I wasn’t feeling any discomfort, picked up the pace. He moved his hips faster, harder, a growl rumbling in his chest and making my body vibrate with it. One of his arms slid under my stomach, angling my hips as he jackhammered into me, and then his cock hit a spot inside of me that made me see stars, catching me by surprise until my jaw went slack and I released the pillow from my mouth.

“John!”

My voice was a little high pitched, breaking on the syllable, but I hardly cared. I was feeling a little overwhelmed, and I called out his name for the sake of my own comfort. John just growled, his teeth biting into my shoulder, as he fucked me even harder and faster, and cried out, taking it. I could vaguely hear a few rips as my hands tugged on the flimsy bed sheets, but it was drowned out by the sounds that kept falling out from my lips.

This is sex, I thought to myself. Then, I corrected, this is fucking.

From as much as I understood about intercourse, fucking was exactly what I would call this. And, as afraid as I’d been of it in the beginning, I couldn’t deny that I definitely felt pleasure from it, such indescribable pleasure that I thought it would rip my body apart. It was sex just how a head strong Alpha would like it, very animalistic—not “making love,” this thing that I had always envisioned for my first time.

John was clearly loving it, by the growling and moaning noises his was making, his hands holding me so tightly I was sure there would be bruises all over me tomorrow, his teeth biting so deep I wondered if he would break the skin.

I loved it too, but even as far gone as I was, a small corner of my mind was mourning that I couldn’t have a bit more intimacy out of this.

Before I could think too much about it, the mounting pleasure in my body finally exploded, and my voice strangled in a scream as I came so hard, my mind blanked out for a moment, and I thought I would be blown apart. John’s chest vibrating against my chest in another growl kept me grounded, though, and I felt him thrust even harder and faster inside of me, then his cock was spasming as he filled me with his come until it dripped out of me and down my thigh.

As my body settled against the bed, John’s body slumping against my back, I felt completely exhausted. I was trembling, and it felt like moving wasn’t something I could do in that moment, so I closed my eyes. I thought I heard John say something, and I wanted to ask him to repeat it, but my consciousness was slowly falling…

I fell asleep, thoughts of my new life running through my mind.