HUNTER

 

I didn’t live in Pandora but I didn’t live a glamorous life either. My apartment was in the part of Dirge where most of the common folk lived. I had the basic amenities I needed to get by. I didn’t fall asleep hungry and cold. There was always a roof over my head. I had a place to myself, even though I could hear the neighbors next door through the thin walls when they argued.

Working construction meant I made enough to get by. But I couldn’t afford the luxuries that the richer residents of Dirge had.

Tonight was different though.

Beating another Alpha in a street fight filled me with a renewed vigor I couldn’t ever remember feeling. It didn’t hurt that I earned some extra silver.

But as I examined the man before me, I wondered how much of the silver I would be giving to him.

“You’re right,” he said. “It’s superficial.”

“I told you,” I replied.

“You still have to take care of the wound properly. Here… Let me…”

York was a young Omega, somewhere in his early 20s I assumed. His skin was fair and unblemished. His youthful face was free from any scars. He didn’t even have any facial hair. His blond hair was messy on his head. I suppose they didn’t care too much about their appearance in Pandora.

I sat on a chair in my living room with my shirt off while York tended to me. I closed my eyes and sighed a deep breath as he wiped away the last remnants of blood off me.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“Not at all. You’re doing a fine job. I take it you’re experienced with this kind of thing.”

“Yeah,” he sighed. “It’s kind of normal when you’re living in Pandora. Fights break out and you have to do your part to help those in need.”

“I see… I wouldn’t imagine this is something you do.”

“What do you mean?”

I slowly opened my eyes. He wasn’t looking at me, instead focused on tending to the wound on my chest.

“You asked me if I wanted company,” I said. “I don’t imagine you asked me because I was injured.”

“Oh…”

His cheeks reddened with embarrassment. While I smiled, he tried to hide his own.

“Is that what you do?” I asked. “You offer your services to the Alphas in Pandora?”

“Something like that…”

“And what about the Beta? Who’s he?”

“Rip…”

York seemed a bit reluctant to talk about it but he didn’t refuse.

“…I work for him,” York said.

“You work for him?”

“Life in Pandora isn’t easy. Without much police intervention, everybody has to fend for themselves. The kind of work I do… There are plenty of Alphas who would take it without paying up. Working with Rip makes sure that I don’t get hurt in the process.”

“He’s your protection. Like a pimp.”

“…Like a pimp,” he sighed.

“I take it you don’t like working for him too much.”

York raised his head up and glared at me. I asked him a question with an obvious answer. But York quickly realized what he was doing and calmed himself before he said anything further.

“It doesn’t matter,” York said. “I do what I have to do to get by. That’s how life is for everybody in Pandora. I’m not in any position to complain.”

“Right…”

York didn’t seem like he was interested in talking about the subject any longer. I let him finish bandaging my wound in the silence of my apartment.

“There,” York said as he stood up straight. “Good as new. It’ll be all closed up in a day or two.”

I glanced at the bandage on my chest then back up to the Omega standing before me.

He had a tender smile. I should have expected as much from an Omega. Just looking into his blue eyes, I saw a compassion in him despite the harsh conditions of Pandora he lived in.

It didn’t hurt that he was strikingly handsome. Blond hair. Blue eyes. Fair skin. Any Alpha would have been fortunate to have an Omega like him.

York was a luxury though. Now I had to figure out how much it was going to cost me.

Before I could ask, he took a seat next to me on my couch and leaned close to me. He pressed his chest against my arm and rested his head on my shoulder.

His touch. His scent. Even the way he breathed. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment, unable to remember the last time I laid with an Omega.

“Anything you want,” he whispered. “I’ll do anything for you tonight.”

“Anything?” I said, raising an eyebrow.

He looked at me and smirked.

“Not anything,” he said. “But I’ll try my best.”

“Why don’t you show me what you’re capable of?”

He stood up before me and bowed his head. I watched as he peeled off his sweatshirt. His shirt followed.

It was dark in my apartment but there was enough light coming in from the window to see his physique. He was toned. A lean six-pack on his slim waist and a defined chest. His arms were solid for an Omega. Just looking at him was enough to stir a desire inside of me.

“What happened?” he asked.

“What?”

“Your chest. How did you get an injury like that? I’m guessing it had to do with the fights on Fifth Street.”

“Yes… How did you know?”

“That’s the area where Rip has me work. I can always hear the crowd hooting and hollering. I’m surprised you made it out with just that injury.”

“It’s a small injury. But I am tired. It was a very exhausting fight.”

“I’m sure it was. Let me take it from here.”

“And your fee—”

“You saved me tonight,” York interrupted me. “We can discuss our fee later.”

He slowly fell to his knees before me. I didn’t protest. I just let him undo the button on my jeans. My zipper followed. I was already swollen and when he tugged my pants down, we both saw just how hard I was.

I raised my ass up from my seat just enough to let him pull my jeans and underwear down. My hard cock popped up before him, thick and ready.

York stared at me. His blue eyes were filled with lust. He ran his tongue over his lips as he pumped my shaft in his fist. I let out a deep sigh from the feeling beginning to pulse through my body.

“May I?” he asked.

He was an obedient Omega. I couldn’t have asked for anything more.

I nodded and he proceeded.

He closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out. A long lick on the side of my shaft pulled another gasp out of me. I sank into my seat as he kept licking every inch of me.

That was only just the beginning.

He lowered his mouth down and wrapped it around my head. He sucked softly. My body trembled. The wet warmth of his mouth made me forget about everything else that happened tonight. Now all I could think about was how much I wanted him.

York moved his face down on me. My thick length disappeared into his throat. More of his spit coated my shaft. I was engulfed by the warmth, unable to stop my body writhing in pleasure.

I gripped the cushions of my couch. My mouth hung open as deeper breaths escaped. My eyes shut tight. My muscles tightened. York pleasured me like the good Omega that he was.

He reached a hand up and cupped it around my balls. He caressed me as he continued to suck me off. As he started to move his mouth faster on me, York’s lips smacked louder off of me. The slurping sound of him pleasuring me echoed through my apartment. I had no doubt my neighbors would eventually be able to figure out what was happening.

I didn’t care. I was overcome with the lust that York pulled out of me.

I ran my hands down and tangled them in his golden blond hair. I began pumping my hips up and down, forcing the length of my cock into his throat.

York didn’t protest. Despite the sound of gagging, he took it all, letting me have my way with him.

His spit dripped down to the base of my cock. Tears leaked from his eyes. I held myself inside of his throat, enjoying him closing around me, before pulling out completely.

He let out a deep gasp to try and regain himself. He looked up at me and wiped the spit from his lips, staring at me with tears leaking down from both eyes.

“I want you,” I sighed. “I want all of you.”

“I am yours tonight, Alpha. Take me how you want to take me. Take me as you please—”

Before he could finish, I stood up straight and picked him up in my arms. Despite his muscled physique, York was smaller than me, so it was no trouble for me to carry him. He wrapped his arms and legs around me as our mouths finally met.

My tongue danced into his mouth. Sloppy kisses that only passion could bring out.

I kissed York as I carried him through my apartment toward my bedroom. I tossed him onto my bed and tore at his jeans until they were off of him.

York laid naked on the bed before me. His cock was swollen with desire. His muscles hard and glistening with sweat.

York stared at me with a lustful desire in those blue eyes of his. I wanted nothing more than to fulfill his desire.

“Present yourself.”

He didn’t refuse my command. He moved on all fours and aimed his ass toward me. I got on the bed behind him and grabbed his ass cheeks. He let out a gasp as I spread him.

His asshole was throbbing and wet. I’d never seen something so inviting. It was like he was calling out for me. My cock was swollen, eager to find its place with York.

I didn’t wait a second longer.

I positioned myself at his asshole and with one strong thrust, I pushed the full length of my cock inside of him.

We both grunted at the same time. Our bodies seized. The tightness engulfing my cock made my mind go blank for a split-second.

I regained my senses and tightened my grip on his waist.

I started slow. Forceful strokes allowed me to push deep inside of York but make him feel it as well. He whimpered when I entered him. The sound of an Omega squealing in pleasure was music to my ears.

“Do you like that?” I grunted.

“Yes.”

“Say it.”

“I… I like it, Alpha.”

“What do you like?”

“I like… I like your cock… in my ass—Ahh!”

He cried out when I pushed into him again.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. York’s body was too warm, too wet, and too inviting. I had to have all of him.

I tightened my grip on his waist and banged my body against his. My hilt slammed against his ass. The sound of our bodies colliding grew louder. My mattress squeaked beneath me. I grunted with every hard thrust, pushing myself closer and closer to the edge.

“Just like that!” he pleaded. “Give it to me, Alpha! Give it to me!”

I’d never been with an Omega who craved it just as much as I did. Hearing York cry for pleasure only made me work even harder.

I was drenched in sweat. My lungs burned. My heart pounded in my chest. My cock was going to be sore in the morning. After a long night, I still somehow found the energy to do what I was doing.

I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. I had to find the climax that we were both craving.

“I’m gonna come,” I grunted.

“Come inside of me. Fill me up. Fill me with your seed.”

York was doing everything he could to help me find my end.

I didn’t need much more help.

I was squeezing his slim waist in my hands. I didn’t want him to move. I was going to fill him with every last drop.

I held my breath and with several more rapid thrusts, I pushed myself over the edge.

I grunted hard as I started to come. My body trembled. Thick spurts of cum fired out of me and emptied into York. He sighed in ecstasy, tightening around me to milk me. My cock throbbed. Every pulse made me shudder. I’d lost control of my thoughts and my body, letting my orgasm ravage me completely.

I spilled as much of myself as I could into him before finally collapsing onto his back. I rested on top of him. Our hard bodies pressed against each other. Sweat covered every inch of us. I listened to his satisfied sighs of pleasure as we both tried to catch our breath.

It had been a long night. I was glad to have earned the silver I did. But spending the night with an Omega like York, I realized what the real prize was.

I eventually worked the strength up to roll over onto my back. My head sank into my pillow. I closed my eyes, my face pointed toward the ceiling.

York curled up next to me and nuzzled his face against my cheek.

“Anything you want, Alpha,” he whispered. “I’m yours for tonight.”