Leda did not believe in souls, or that they could be linked together in some metaphysical way. But pair-bonding ceremonies were common. The male would bite his mate, while friends and family watched, and then rut(fuck) her in front of the assembled crowd.
Leda supposed the whole thing to be completely atrocious and disgusting. As far as she was concerned, the pair-bonding ceremony was just an alibi that Alphas used to make a public show out of claiming their mates. There was no such thing as a heart connection between two people.The door chimed, shaking Leda from her trance. She realized that she had been wiping the same area on the counter for the past minutes. She looked up to find Selene still eyeing her, expression smug. “Why don’t you take this one, honey? It looks like you could use the distraction.” said Selene.“Thanks,” Leda murmured. She wished to add for nothing but avoided the urge. Leda pushed off the counter, wiping her hands on the ap“Wait.”The word rolled from her lips before she could stop it, and she cursed her own imperfection. She was presumed to be stronger than this. The Whoremonger was obviously here because of the Alpha who had acquired her body and still absorbed her thoughts.“I’m sorry.” She said.“Sorry enough to forsake the poor attitude?”At her small nod, the Whoremonger brought the cup to his lips and had a small sip. He grimaced and put it down again.“It looks like your temper is somehow desirable enough to some that I’ve had specific proposal for you. Consider this an invitation to join us for another night at Ceres House.” The whoremonger requested.Her Alpha’s face, because what else was she to call him, even in her vision. It was useless to pretend that there was not a small and crazy part of her yearning to see him again. The more rational side of her understood just how very risky that would be.She didn’t even have to think about it.“No.
Leda calmed her sister, even as the shouted words rang off the walls of their small quarters.“Are you trying to wake up the whole neighborhood?”Cythia was moving back and forth in a small circle. She had already attained enough rotations to wear a track in the already bare carpet.“I cannot believe that you are doing this again.” Cythia added.“It’s two thousand dollars, Cythia. Do you have any idea what we could do with that kind of money?” Leda replied.She looked pointedly at Argus’s empty sleeping pallet. Even though it was already early evening, he hadn’t come back home. She didn’t want to think about what he might be out doing. There were too many temptations on the streets of the slums for a poor boy. It was just another reason that she had to earn enough credits to get all of them out.“Exactly. You pay for fancy breathing treatments and now Argus has run off with those degenerate friends of his. Well done, Leda.” Cythia sneered.Leda veered back to he
Cythia searched her face as if she was looking for some truth that might be revealed there. Leda meant every single word that she spoke. She would take her own life before she watched her siblings uffer for her crimes. But she prayed that it would never come to that.Finally, the tension broke. Cythia turned away to sit back at the table which was covered in medication bottles of different shapes and sizes."Speaking of the alterants, I had to go to a few different suppliers to replenish. It’s getting harder and harder to buy enough without questions.”It wasn’t illicit to sell the alterants or other chemicals that suppressed hormonal response. The pill had legitimate medical uses, often taken by Beta females as a form of birth control or birth-assigned males who wished to chemically alter their gender exhibition in preparation for surgical interventions.But the quantities needed to completely restrain an Omega heat cycle we're enormous and making that large purchase at
“You know people say that Athena was acting on someone else’s orders, that the assassination attempt emanated from within the palace itself.”“And who is Athens, again?”“Athena,” her sister quickly corrected.“Here, let me show you.”“You really do not have to do that…” Leda started, but Cythia was already up and moving toward the CommNet station to get the news for her to see for herself.Cythia held up the screen that now held the scowling face of a different man.“Athena, retired palace guardian and now convicted murderer.”The image flashed away to another picture inside the palace, clearly both images were part of an album that defaulted to scroll across the screen. It later changed again to a group of men with one standing on a raised podium in the middle. She vaguely acknowledged that man as King Zeus.Leda would never understand her sister’s inf
This time, the Alpha was already waiting for her. The same muscular guards who had driven her the last time escorted her into Ceres House and straight up the massive staircase without so much as stopping at the door.Leda was not allowed the luxury of milling in the around the lower room with the others like she had before. She caught a brief peek of larisa, who threw at her, a small smile before they dashed her away.She was wondering how long the blonde girl had been coming to Ceres House. Was that a brief illusion of her own future, just after she grew habituated to the easy dollars and her Alpha lost interest?Unlike the first time, they had not required her to change into one of those absurd scraps of sheer fabric that served no purpose as a body covering.Rather, she again wore the simple blue dress that the whoremonger had so viciously mocked. But it was also the only item of clothing she owned, asidefrom her work outfit, that did not have holes in i
The man was smelling her. She wanted to pull the back of his head and press it against her mound. The effort to resist the desire tingled painfully along her skin. She prayed to the gods who lived above the skies that he would not find out her secret, that the alterants were enough to mask the unique flavor of an Omega’s scent.A wholly undesirable sensation, quaked through her. Her knees shivered, and it was only sheer force of will that kept her standing as his face drifted mere millimeters from where her fingers still kept her opening exposed.When he spoke, sharp breath struck her most sensitive meat. Large hands rose to grip her hips which was all that kept her standing upright.“Do you ever masturbate yourself here, in the dark where no one else can see?” The Alpha asked.“Yes, sir” she admitted, unfit to offer him anything but the truth.“And how many other men have caressed you here since I last did?” Brumeh
He suddenly stood. In nearly the same moment, the belt came down. She heard the sharp whistle of it chopping through the air just before pain exploded across her backside. It pains significantly more than any strike delivered by his hand.She cried out, more from shock than actual pain. And the shock came not because he had struck her, but because it only made the flame of pleasure inside her burn brighter. Her belly gripped with each strike and she could feel the growing pool of moisture that lined her thighs.Strikes rained down with the steady rhythm of a metronome. His aim was unerring, never hitting the same spot twice, until her entire body felt like it was consumed in fire.Tears turned to sobs as the hardwood of the table shoved against her cheek with each measured blow. He used the belt on her without apparent mercy. She lost count after a handful of swings, her awareness receding into an ocean of quick pleasure and sparkling pain.His tempo eventually s
She attempted to draw his question from the banks of her memory. The lines of their bodies molded together, each curve and line perfectly matched as if they were made to fit together. The feel of him clasped against her overwhelmed her senses and robbed her of coherent thought.Complication must have shown on her face because he laughed again then bent his head so his lips nuzzled against her ear.“Describe the rest of your dream for me, Leda” He requested.She didn’t want to confess her fantasy to him, embarrassment enough to temper her haze. But what choice did she have? What choice did she really have in any of this?“I was blindfolded, sir.”“Really?” He said as his free hand brushed down the side of her body, stopping at her bare hip.“Did you like it?” He asked.She gasped as roaming fingers glided over the hot skin of her inner thigh.“Y-yes, sir.”“And when yo