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Ness doesn't understand what's wrong with his Kai...
That's why right now, while Kaiser has him pinned against the wall... he isn't quite sure how to act.
He can barely breathe. Kaiser's strong arms squeeze his fragile body so hard it hurts. And even though it hurts, and it hurts a lot, he doesn't push him away.
His small hands embrace the alpha's broad back with devotion and affection, feelings that starkly contrast with the intensity and desperation of the alpha's nose rubbing against his sensitive neck.
Ness doesn't really understand how they got to this point. He remembers that just a few days ago, when Kaiser would pin him to the floor by accident or press him against the wall as a game, it was Kaiser himself who would apologize and pull away after a few seconds.
And every time that happened, Ness would always forgive him. Even though the next day, when he went to greet Kaiser after his training sessions, it would all end the same way: on the floor or against the wall, being sniffed with desire, as if he were a delicious piece of meat.
So today, the situation is the same. And the wait for Kaiser to let him go is just as long as it was yesterday.
Only now he has him against the wall, unlike yesterday when he had him on the floor. He's holding him up, pressing his small body against his large arms. Ness's small feet can't even touch the floor. He's lifted up, high enough for Kaiser to eagerly inhale his scent.
The minutes pass, and Ness starts getting bored from not being able to move. His little body is completely trapped under the huge, heavy weight of the Alpha, ruining all his attempts to wriggle free.
"Kaiii~" he sing-songs in a whiny little voice. "I’m bored! This isn’t fun anymore! I’m sleepy, I wanna sleeeep…" he ends up squealing, puffing out his cheeks in a pouty little sulk.
He’s just about to throw a full tantrum when Kaiser lets out a low, deep growl, so strong it rumbles through his chest. The sound makes Ness jump, curling up in a tiny flinch. Kaiser’s growls are always too much for him, always making his small body tense up on its own.
Ness doesn’t understand why it happens. He knows he shouldn’t be scared—Kaiser promised he’d never hurt him. And yet, his little body still gets nervous, confused, trying hard to calm itself down.
Then he feels the sharp tips of fangs brushing lightly against his skin.
"Ah! Kai, haha… that tickles!" he laughs instantly, shrinking back and wiggling his neck as if he can’t help it, his body reacting all on its own. His laughter is soft, innocent, but there’s also a tiny shiver in it that even he doesn’t understand.
Feeling him restless, Kaiser lets out a low, instinctive growl. "Stay still, don't move," he growls bluntly, his large hands tightening firmly around Ness's waist and pressing further between the little one's legs, which are forced open.
Ness lets out a whimper as he feels his body being pressed against the wall with more force than before. He can barely breathe normally. He's suffocated not only by the weight of Kaiser's large body, but also by his alpha pheromones, those dense ones that steal the air from his lungs.
"Kai... I can't take it anymore..." he pleads in a trembling gasp. His little body feels strange, uncomfortable from being squeezed so intensely against the wall.
However, after his little plea, only a long silence remains. Kaiser doesn’t answer, but he doesn’t move away from him either. That lack of response makes Ness start to wonder if he said something wrong.
Did he offend him?
His small head can’t understand what’s happening to the Alpha. The questions overwhelm him, and he can’t find any answer to soothe himself. Kaiser is only holding him… so why did he say he couldn’t take it anymore? What a bad child he is.
That tiny feeling of guilt and remorse digs into his fragile heart like a dagger. His breathing turns shaky, uneven, his chest hurts, his heart tightens. And his scent, once sweet like strawberries and milk, shifts into something sour, like lemon and salt.
Tears slip down his cheeks without control, and his trembling lips part to whisper over and over, "I’m sorry… I’m sorry…" as he clings to him with all his little strength.
His sobs seem to make the older boy react, who takes a few seconds before finally pulling his face away from the little one's neck.
Ness, despite the moisture and blurriness clouding his vision, manages to see Kaiser's blue eyes. Only... they aren't normal.
His pupils are more dilated, almost sharp, like an animal's. But not just any animal: a predator, one that has already located its prey and is about to pounce. Ness trembles; his crying stops in less than a second, and just as he's about to...
Kaiser blinks, once, twice, until, when he opens his eyes again, his pupils return to normal.
Ness doesn't understand what just happened. So he just lets out a simple, quiet "Kai...".
The alpha doesn't answer him. But he does move away from him, releasing him from his grip and his weight. Ness exhales in relief, his body more relaxed now that he's not cornered.
"Heh, thanks, Kai," he laughs, lifting his lips into a small, weak but radiant smile despite what happened.
Kaiser simply glances at him out of the corner of his eye, before turning halfway and starting to walk down the hallways of the house, heading towards his room.
Seeing him leave, Ness hurriedly runs to his side.
"Uh, Kai, are we going to sleep now?" he asks innocently, his hands returning behind his back, taking on the role of the helpful attendant again. He's trying to return to the usual, to the routine, but it's impossible for everything to go back to normal.
Kaiser doesn't answer him again; this time he doesn't even glance at him. He deliberately ignores him to continue on his way. And Ness gasps, offended by that behavior. Still, he stays by his side, hoping that by bedtime everything would be fixed.
However, it's very childish to think that way.
When they reached the room, Kaiser pulled the handle and entered. Ness followed him and, just as he was about to enter too, Kaiser stopped him.
"I'm sleeping alone tonight, Ness," he told him, no emotion in his voice. Completely serious.
Ness's eyes widened upon hearing that. His pupils shattered, hurt by the words.
"B-but... But we always sleep together, Kai," he stammered, barely managing to control the tremors in his voice, not understanding anything.
Kaiser lets out a tired sigh; he doesn't want to give explanations right now, much less deal with the boy.
"I know, but... not tonight, okay?" he says, without looking at him. And without even waiting for a response, he closes the door almost swiftly, making it slam shut. Ness is left there, alone, on the other side.
The boy struggles to process what happened; in fact, he doesn't. His mind can't stop thinking about the fact that never, ever, since Kaiser had taken him into his home, since he had run away from his family, had he ever denied him entry to his room. He had always allowed him to sleep next to him. Why was he doing it now? What happened today? What did he do wrong?
And as the questions flooded his mind, his small feet began to walk slowly across the wooden floor, heading to another room in the house. One that was his, but had been forgotten, since he never used it; he was always in the older one's room.
He entered the small room quietly, took off his shoes carefully, and climbed into bed, hugging one of the small, white pillows tightly to his chest. It had no scent, no Kai.
Today had been a very bad day... But maybe tomorrow would be better. Maybe Kaiser would go back to being himself, and they would sleep together again in his bed, and he wouldn't hug him so tightly anymore.
Yes... Surely yes.
He closed his eyes slowly, letting himself be carried away by sleep, innocent, not imagining what was about to happen.
────────
It was nighttime, around midnight. All the lights in the house were off, except for one: the one in the alpha's room. Kaiser's light was still on, as he was having trouble falling asleep.
"Shit... Calm down... Fuck..." he repeated, growing more and more desperate, tossing and turning in bed.
He couldn't take it anymore. His damn body was burning up. He had taken off his shirt and turned on the air conditioning in his room, but nothing worked; nothing could calm the heat coursing through his body.
And the worst part was that his entire, damn room was saturated with the scent of that damn kid, Ness. From his fucking pillows to the very walls.
What the hell was he thinking when he let the kid into his house? That little idiot was a fucking omega. He was a danger to a young, single alpha like him, who always used suppressants because the idea of sleeping with someone seemed disgusting to him.
Ness wasn't supposed to have officially presented as an omega yet, and his pheromones weren't supposed to affect him enough to trigger his rut early—since he was just a kid—much less cause every damn suppressant to fail.
For example, today he had taken three suppressants thinking it would be enough, and when he got home he pinned Ness against the wall and was about to sink his fangs into his scent gland and mark him as his own. If it hadn't been for the kid's crying snapping him out of it, he surely would have taken him right then and there.
He hated even thinking about it. But he hated even more how his pants tightened at the thought.
He was having a fucking erection right now just from imagining fucking Ness against the wall. What a sick fuck he was.
"Ah, damn it," he threw the sheet off and sat on the edge of the bed, running his tattooed hand through his hair and sighing, knowing how utterly fucked he was right now.
What was he supposed to do? His body was on fire, his fangs were protruding, his damn dick wouldn't stop aching, and above all... everything smelled like him.
His hand slowly dragged down his face, feeling his sharp fangs graze his lower lip. He couldn't even retract them anymore.
"Fuck..." he sighed, unable to stop himself from glancing toward the door.
Is he sleeping okay? He wondered.
But he quickly remembered how mean and ruthless he had been to the kid, kicking him out of his room without any explanation. And knowing how sensitive he was, he was probably sulking right now.
Should he go apologize? It was his fault, after all.
Yeah... he should. He didn't want Ness to hate him, right? Besides, the kid would probably forgive him easily; with the immense affection he had for him, it was impossible for him to hold a grudge.
"I'll just go check if he's okay... and if he's awake, I'll leave," he told himself, deceiving himself.
He got out of bed, walked to the door, and though the knob trembled under his grip, he opened it and closed it quietly. He started walking toward the kid's room. His steps were slow and silent, each one a struggle, as if his body was still fighting against itself.
His mind repeated the same thing: "I'm just going to see how he is."
With difficulty, he reached the room. The door in front of him seemed bigger than it actually was.
He sighed, relaxing the tension in his body.
"If he's awake, I'll leave," he said, a promise to keep, though deep down he knew he didn't care at all.
He carefully pulled the door handle and, without even bothering to knock, opened it. Ness's scent, strawberries and milk, enveloped his body within seconds.
Kaiser took one, two steps, just enough to see Ness, finding the little one asleep in bed, his nose red, surely from crying so much.
Something stirred uneasily inside Kaiser seeing him so... vulnerable. He carefully closed the door behind him and, no longer able to control it, in a surge of heat, he locked the door.
"Go see how he is"? What a damn liar he was. Since when did he really care about Ness's feelings? If he brought him home, it wasn't because he was a good person or because he felt sorry for his story. It was because he liked him; he liked his scent, his smile, and the love he radiated too much. It was never compassion. Never.
He was just waiting. And Ness had never pushed him away, never rejected him. He just said it was okay. That he loved them just as they loved him...
"It's fate... It's impossible to resist it," that voice insisted, twisting inside him.
Kaiser blinked, as if waking from a trance. The heat in his chest subsided for just a second. He was already by the bed. Ness was still hugging his pillow, completely unaware of what was happening.
"Just a hug," he reminded himself, deceiving himself again, still wanting to preserve some semblance of sanity in all this. Knowing full well it would be more than just a simple hug... he just didn't want to accept it. Not yet.
He let himself fall onto the bed, positioning himself behind Ness. His muscular body enveloping Ness's small figure like a possessive shadow. His arms closed around Ness's waist, pulling him against his own torso. He did what he said: a simple hug.
"Kai...?" Ness's sweet, sleepy little voice resonated in his ears. The small boy seemed to have noticed his presence. But far from pulling away, he instinctively snuggled back against him, arching his little back, seeking more warmth.
Though this, in Kaiser's heated mind, was an invitation.
One of his hands slid flat over Ness's stomach, holding him firmly in place, while the other began to roam his side from his hip to his chest, in a slow, possessive path that made Ness's skin break out in goosebumps.
"Kai... what are you doing?" Ness panted softly, confused by the intimate contact. Kaiser had never touched him like this before.
"Shhh, just sleep," Kaiser murmured against the nape of his neck, trying to sound sweet so as not to scare him, but his voice came out strained, rough, almost like a low growl.
Ness didn't notice, however, so, innocently, he obeyed. Not without snuggling a little closer to the alpha, until he felt his back press against Kaiser's chest. Unconsciously moving his backside closer to the hard erection Kaiser had in his pants.
"Ah...?" Ness whimpered, now fully awake upon feeling something hard and throbbing pressing against his buttocks through the thin fabric of his pajamas.
"It's okay, it's just a hug," Kaiser assured him through gritted teeth, ignoring how his hips had begun to move slightly, starting to grind his erection against the boy.
Ness whimpered again, his cheeks now painted an adorable red. He felt shy from the strange and overwhelming sensation, which caused tremors in his little body and heated his small stomach.
"Kai... it... it feels weird..." he murmured softly, trying to turn his head to look at him, but Kaiser's firm hand on his stomach forced him to stay still.
"Calm down," Kaiser ordered, his voice now deeper and more dominant. His nose buried into Ness’s neck, inhaling his sweet scent deeply while his hip movements became more deliberate and insistent. To the point where they were no longer simple sways, but slow, circular thrusts, using the boy’s rear as the point of friction for his erection.
The Alpha’s low, guttural moans began to vibrate against Ness’s back, sending shivers down the boy’s spine. Who, despite being paralyzed by fear and confusion, felt something starting to take hold down there between his legs, in his little pussy. Making his own body betray him and respond, his lips parting, letting out tender moans. The fabric of Ness’s pajamas began to dampen from his own heat and the Alpha’s precum.
When Kaiser heard him moan, he felt the last trace of sanity slip away. Without shame, the hand resting beside Ness slid down, slipping between the boy’s legs.
Ness flinched at the sudden, direct contact. "Ah! K-Kai, no, don’t touch there!" he cried, his little hands reaching down, trying to push Kaiser’s hand away from between his legs.
But Kaiser’s fingers pressed firmly, patting his little pussy through the fabric, in rhythm with his thrusts. Sending Ness into trembling confusion.
"Your body belongs only to me, Ness. I can touch wherever I want…" Kaiser growled, nibbling on his small ear, "…And if I want to touch there, I will. Think of it as a game, okay? Be a good boy for me."
The raw, intense friction that followed left Ness unable to respond. Now Kaiser wasn’t just rubbing against him, he was rubbing with him, using him for his own pleasure, possessing his little body with every movement of his hips and every press of his fingers.
Ness could no longer think. His small world was reduced to the scorching heat of Kaiser at his back, to the damp hand between his legs stimulating that private part he had never dared touch, and to the painful, intoxicating scent of roses and strawberries that enveloped him.
Tiny tears streamed down his cheeks, caused by the forced pleasure that the intense friction brought him. And his body, betraying him, arched further, responding to the primal rhythm the Alpha imposed.
Kaiser, on the other hand, just like him, could hardly think either. The scent, the heat, the forced surrender of Ness compelled him to continue. Distorting that embrace more and more into an iron prison, making his movements more erratic, more desperate.
He knew this was wrong, that he was a damn bastard for taking advantage of a small innocent one like Ness. But instinct was stronger. They were animals, and this was part of his being as an Alpha.
So when he felt his cock tense inside his pants, he didn’t hesitate to give a few more brutal thrusts, grinding his erection hard against the damp fabric, reaching climax within seconds. Staining the back of the boy’s pajamas with his thick, white fluids.
Ness also came with him, forced by the overwhelming stimulation, soaking his underwear, drenching his pajamas completely.
For an instant, there was silence. Kaiser panted, collapsing over Ness’s back. The heat haze cleared for a second, and the sight of the mess he had made hit him with a wave of guilt.
But it was fleeting. The fire in his gut, far from subsiding, twisted even stronger. The smell of his own climax mixed with Ness’s sweet juices was like gasoline for his rut. Having tasted just a little had driven him insane with hunger. And it still wasn’t enough.
With a growl of frustration, his large hands seized the waistband of Ness’s pajamas. The boy, still dazed, felt the movement.
"K-Kai…?" he murmured in a faint gasp, his voice heavy with exhaustion from the recent act and a renewed fear. "The game… is it over now?"
The childish question provoked laughter inside Kaiser. The Alpha pressed closer to the boy, bringing his lips to his cheek. "The game is only just beginning, little one. What came before was only practice," he said, leaving Ness completely blank.
Kaiser let out a maniacal laugh at his expression. He wasted no time and with one harsh, strong pull, he tore off the boy’s soaked pajamas along with his drenched underwear all at once. Leaving the boy’s pale, trembling skin completely exposed.
Ness squealed in shame, instinctively trying to curl up, but Kaiser immobilized him easily. Now skin to skin, the sensation was even more electrifying for him. His inner Alpha screaming for more, for total connection, for the definitive mark.
With a new growl of possessive need, his hands seized Ness’s bare hips. His strength was irresistible, lifting the boy’s rear slightly, changing the angle once again.
Ness, now completely exposed and vulnerable, felt the change. The wet, enormous pressure of Kaiser’s erection pushing directly against his little bare pussy.
"Kai, I… I don’t want to play anymore!" His voice was a thin thread of pure terror. "I can’t! No more!" he screamed, beginning to squirm, trying to break free from his grip. His cries grew sharper, trembling, pleading.
But Kaiser no longer listened. He couldn’t. One of his hands rushed to his own pants, unfastening them with frantic, clumsy movements. The sound of his zipper coming down made Ness tremble with fear.
The boy felt it immediately: Kaiser’s burning skin against his buttocks and then, the huge, hard pressure of the head of his cock now bare, searching blindly, this time without any barrier.
"No!" Ness screamed, this time with genuine panic, struggling with a strength he didn’t know he had. "Kai, stop! I don’t want to play anymore!"
But his protests were drowned out by a beastly growl from Kaiser. His arms, like bands of steel, pinned him down completely. "Stay still," he ordered, his voice distorted by fangs he could no longer retract. "It’s too late to turn back now."
And then, with a brutal thrust of his hips, he found it.
Ness let out a heartbreaking scream, muffled by the pillow. The pain was blinding, a searing burn that felt like it was splitting him in two. Kaiser was too big, the place too tight and virgin. Every inch of advancement was agony.
Kaiser panted above him, the heat and pressure surrounding his cock felt both heavenly and hellish at once. He pushed all the way in, until his hips collided with the boy’s trembling buttocks.
For a few seconds he stayed there, still, breathing in ragged gasps, feeling Ness’s body convulse around him with spasms of pain and shock. The red haze of his instinct cleared just enough for a stab of guilt to pierce through—but it was already too late.
He was inside.
He was his.
And then, his Alpha fully took over—not in a sudden way, but like a downward spiral into the deepest part of his instinct.
Kaiser began to move with agonizing slowness, every thrust deliberate and deep. Savoring every inch of the path, every tremor, every contraction of the small virgin body being forced to take him. Air left his lungs in hoarse growls, muffled against the skin of Ness’s neck, where his nose never stopped inhaling the sweet scent now tinged with blood and sweat.
"Relax, you’re fine," he growled, trying to soothe the little bundle of tears Ness had become. But his voice didn’t come out gentle—it came out rough, dominant, unable to mask his desire.
Just like his large, strong hands, flattening the boy’s stomach against the mattress, preventing any escape, while his hips carved slow, grinding circles deep inside him. Stretching him, opening him, forcing him to adjust to his size.
Ness whimpered, a torn sound between pain and confusion. His small fingers clutched the sheet beneath him tightly, searching for something to hold onto as he took the thrusts between sobs, gasping brokenly with every push.
But the patience of an Alpha in heat, like Kaiser, had its limits. The slowness was starting to bore him—he wanted to go deeper. So without any warning, the rhythm shifted, becoming something more urgent, more feral. It was no longer calculated thrusts, but the raw need to possess, to claim, to merge.
His thrusts grew deeper, more brutal, each one seeking to drive itself into some hidden place, something more his. The sound of their bodies colliding turned obscene, a primal rhythm that filled the room along with the thick, sweet scent of their forced union.
Kaiser lost all sense of the world around him, except for the cursed heat strangling his cock and the scent that was driving him mad.
One hand left Ness’s stomach to tangle roughly in his hair, yanking the boy’s head back, exposing the vulnerable line of his neck completely. His other arm wrapped tightly around his chest, pressing him against his torso, erasing every trace of space between them.
This new angle made Ness’s body arch in spasmodic tension with one of the deepest thrusts, a choked moan tearing from the boy’s lips. It was an involuntary point of pleasure, a biological betrayal, one Kaiser exploited with ferocity, slamming into that same spot again and again. He relished watching Ness’s resistance twist into a different kind of tension—into humiliating, forced receptiveness.
"You’re being such a good boy for your alpha" he growled, deranged, grinding his hips harder, leaving a massive mark on his skin, feeling the boy’s bone beneath.
Ness let out a weak whimper, a broken sob.
"Oh, come on, don’t cry. Your reward is just about to come," he taunted, fangs grazing the child’s earlobe.
Ness, barely able to breathe between the thrusts; his eyelids fluttered open just slightly, trembling, held up only by the illusion of a reward. After all… he was still just a child.
But before he can even have the freedom to imagine it, he feels something inside him begin to grow.
At first, it's just a sensation of extreme fullness, but it soon transforms into something more—a palpable widening, a powerful throbbing that matched each of Kaiser's thrusts.
Kaiser feels it too, and an absolute roar of triumph tears from his chest. It was the final seal, the guarantee of his claim.
"This is your reward, little one," he says through gritted teeth, moving with more force against the small body beneath him. "My knot is your prize for playing. It's going to fill you, only with me, with my essence. You'll have my pups. No one will touch you because you'll be mine. My omega. Only mine."
The rhythm of his thrusts becomes more frantic, erratic, no longer seeking just pleasure but aiming to secure the knot. Ness, startled by the overwhelming sensation of being opened even wider, struggles weakly.
"I-I don't want a prize! No... I don't want it.... Kai, it hurts!!" But his protests are feeble, drowned by his own sobs and subdued by the alpha's overwhelming strength.
And so, the small boy can do nothing to prevent it. With one last, powerful thrust that seems to take with it the final trace of humanity Kaiser had left, he sinks to the hilt, opening the small interior completely and crashing directly against Ness's barely developed womb.
And before it inflates fully, without any pity, Kaiser withdraws his fangs and, like a vampire, drives them into the soft skin of the boy's neck.
Marking him at the very same moment his knot swells to its full size inside the small cavity, expanding and locking with a final, possessive pulse. He begins to fill the space with his seed, knotting Ness while biting his neck.
The scream that tore from the boy was one of pure shock and forced ecstasy, his own body betraying him once more as it convulsed in an involuntary and violent climax, spurred on by the hot flood of the alpha's semen filling his deepest parts.
When Kaiser was sure his fangs had penetrated the deepest part of Ness, he released the boy, withdrawing his fangs and beginning to lick the traces of blood before collapsing slowly onto his small body, breathing raggedly.
"Kai..." Ness gasped beneath him, his eyes wide and full of tears. Not fully understanding what his reward had been.
Kaiser, however, no longer responded. The heat of his rut had subsided a little, allowing part of his consciousness to return, beginning to see the panorama clearly—the consequences of his actions. But he still didn't fully understand it; the heat of his rut still held firm.
His silence and lack of tact after what had happened made Ness feel bad. It was the same situation that had occurred hours before: Kaiser had cornered him in a "game," then let him go and told him they wouldn't sleep together.
Now the scene was repeating itself. The same game, the same silence. And then Kaiser would push him away. He would leave his room and abandon him alone.
But no, that was something Ness was not willing to let happen.
Kai was his only favorite person in the whole world. The only one who had taken him in when he was stranded on the streets, with his ripped magician's suit, wounds on his arms and legs from escaping that house where they wanted to sell him to other alphas.
He had been his hero in that moment. And he still was now. Even after all that had happened.
Driven entirely by the feeling of clinging to the only thing he has, he turned slightly, a movement that cost him every gram of his nonexistent strength. His small arms rose, his trembling hands closing softly over Kaiser's sweaty, tense back.
Wrapping him in a weak embrace of redemption, a desperate need for comfort. A forgiveness that wasn't asked for, but was offered as the last resort of a broken heart that didn't know how to function without his love.
Kaiser tensed at the contact. He had expected struggling, screams, hatred—anything but this.
That Ness would hug him so sweetly, so tenderly, cut off his breath instantly. Guilt stabbed through him like a knife, but it was immediately followed by a wave of even more intense and twisted possessiveness. Ness, even after all that, was still seeking him out. He was still his. Not just his body, but his loyalty. His little one wanted him. No matter what he did to him.
With a hoarse grunt that was half relief, half renewed obsession, Kaiser buried his face in Ness's neck, inhaling deeply the new scent that was now irrevocably his.
"I've got you, little one, it's over now," he murmured against Ness's soft skin, his voice tinged with a false tenderness born from his guilt and his satisfied possessiveness. "Everything is fine. You're mine now. My omega."
And as he spoke, one of his hands slid along the boy's thin, trembling side in a caress that pretended to be soothing but only reaffirmed his dominance.
And then, feeling how the little omega melted into that distorted contact, how a sob of relief mixed with pain escaped his lips...
Kaiser felt the heat return.
His hips, which had remained still, moved again with a slow but firm thrust, using the tie of the knot to begin a new rhythm, this time not of furious conquest, but of possessive reaffirmation.
It wasn't about his pleasure now; it was about marking Ness even more with the reality of his new existence.
"You see," he growled, nibbling at the mark on his neck. "This is where you belong. Only mine. Always mine."
Ness moaned in response, his small arms tightening around Kaiser's back, clinging to him as his own body, betrayed by his omega instincts, began to respond to the alpha's possessive rhythm.
A new cycle had begun: Kaiser's rut would not relent for hours, and Ness, now irrevocably bound to him, would be dragged over and over again in that tide of animal need until the alpha's rut finally subsided.
The inevitable had happened and it wasn't going to stop. Ness would continue playing his game until he passed out from exhaustion, with his belly full of his seed.
Totally marked by him.