2-Forced First Night

It was getting late and the students who were partying in the hotel room had long since dispersed, except for a gorgeous-looking Omega who was still hovering near the alpha washroom. At that moment one of the alphas who had come out of the washroom, saw her and asked curiously, "Monica, who are you waiting for?"

    Monica, the eldest daughter of Diaz, had gotten close to Samuel Ruiz at the party. She laughed awkwardly and said, "No, I assumed Samuel had simply gone to the restroom. I think he's had a little too much to drink, and I'm afraid he's too inebriated to return home. I'll call a taxi later to take him back to his place. Didn't you notice him in the restroom?”

  "No, he must have left a long time ago." The alpha student looked at her suspiciously, shook his head and walked away.

  Half-heartedly, Monica walked over to the alpha restroom and peered twice more; she'd been waiting for half an hour and no one had come out.

   It didn't make sense, she'd put down such a fierce catalyst of susceptibility, seen no reaction from this guy and put down a potent aphrodisiac. It was logical that he would have become a slave in the grip of lust in less than twenty minutes.

   Her family's business was in trouble, and if she could marry into the Ruiz family first, she could turn it around with Ruiz Enterprises on her Dilemma, so she encouraged the class president to plan this so-called class reunion just for Samuel.

  But at the last minute, he runs off, and Monica is furious: "Samuel is a monster."

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  At the moment Letitia thinks he has never been so unlucky in his life.

  She had been a beta for twenty years and now she was going to be divided, which was OK with her. But what was the matter with the alpha at the door who smelled like A+ cedar?

  She had left the table in a very uncomfortable state, and when she left the room she smelled an even more unpleasant that accelerated the process of differentiation, which she was extremely reluctant to do, but there was nothing she could do about it.

  "It is best not to be influenced by other pheromones during the process of differentiation".

  She still knew this, so instead of going home immediately, he booked a random room at the hotel where she was eating.

  After unlocking the door with her room card, Letitia went into the bathroom and took a hasty shower before throwing herself under the covers and wrapping up tightly in a quilt. The heat was a sign that her body was undergoing huge physical changes, and the scent of freesia permeated the room, increasing in intensity. Letitia wondered in a confused way what she was going to transform into. She wished that she had transformed into an alpha.

  Unfortunately, at a critical moment in the process of differentiation, an unexpected visitor entered the room. The overbearing pheromones quickly took hold of her and she could feel the skin on the back of her neck, which she hadn't felt before, heat up and gradually form a small bump.

  Only the back of an omega's neck could change!

  It was over.

  At this moment she wanted to cry a little.

  The man at the door seemed disoriented as he sniffed the room for pheromones and followed the smell toward the bed, which became sweeter the closer he got to it.

  Letitia, angry and irritated, picked up the pillow beside her and threw it around, her voice a sob of frustration and anxiety: "Samuel! What are you doing here? Get out! Get out of here!!!"

  Samuel took the pillow and threw it on the floor, his pace became a little more urgent, and the two potent drugs in his body slowly began to kick in, he released his courtship pheromones, and the smell of cedar in the air gradually took over the freesia.

  Letitia finally experienced the power of the A+ pheromones and all she felt was a flurry of weakness that prevented her from moving.

  Her newly differentiated body was like a newly broken fledgling, unable to withstand even the slightest pheromone fluctuation, let alone such an intense attack.

  She could only watch as Samuel stepped closer, then pressed himself against her, sniffing around like a hungry wolf. The simple touch sent shivers through Letitia's body, her mouth was the only thing left in her control and she couldn't just sit there.

  "Samuel! Have you lost your mind? Look who I am! Let me go!"

  Samuel's dark eyes were fixed on her chest, which rose and fell as she gasped for air. His hands gently stroked her soft, smooth body, from her lanolin skin back to her round, smooth shoulders

   Samuel's hands became heavier and heavier, and the eroticism of his movements became pervasive. Letitia scared and frightened, reached out and pushed against his body, "Come on, wake up! Let go of me ......"

  Her voice trembled a little out of fear, seducing the man on top of her into heavier movements, even trailing thin kisses over her chest, licking every sensitive spot and finally landing on her pink left breast.

  The warm, moist touch of his tongue sent shivers through the tender omega's body.

  "Uggggghhhh ...... no!" Letitia startled, kicking and punching frantically with both hands and feet, but in front of the A+ alpha, it was just like an unreasonable child.

  Samuel tugged helplessly at the corners of his mouth, and with a squeeze of his long legs he pinned down her flailing legs, then pulled the belt from his robe and tied her hands firmly to the post at the head of the bed.

  Letitia felt like a lamb to the slaughter, the Samuel of old, even if he was annoying, had never been this tough.

  She wanted to push down the hot wet feeling between her legs and softened her voice to negotiate with him, "Samuel! I'll be a useless omega from now on. I won't be a threat to you anymore, just let me go, please."

  Samuel suddenly smiled a gentle, warm smile that softened the scent of cedar in the air.

  Letitia thought he had listened and happily continued to negotiate with him, "You don't like me, I don't like you, if you let me go, there will be a bunch of omega's lining up to try to sleep with you, don't worry ......"

  "Like you."

  Those were the first words Samuel had said since entering the room and Letitia asked, "What?"

  Samuel's smile deepened and instead of speaking again, he kissed Letitia on the lips. She twisted her head to hide but Samuel's large hands held her firmly in place like iron pincers and she had nowhere to go.

  "Mmmm ...... Mmmm ......"

  Bastard, how could it not make sense? She felt a deep sense of inability to communicate, was she really going to fall here today?

  A large, wandering hand rested on the back of her neck, gently kneading and playing with the newly grown omega gland, which was still hot and warm, like a tiny shoot that had just emerged from the ground, tender and cute.

  Letitia's body instantly stiffened and then began to tremble continuously, where the part of the body is extremely sensitive: "Mmmm ...... mmmm ......"

  As she was being kissed to the point of oxygen deprivation, her lips were finally spared.

   "Don't touch me, asshole!"

  Her words were not the least bit threatening, and her eyes were filled with a brimming watery glow that was captivating.

  Without thinking, Samuel leaned down and took a bite out of that lovely 'shoot'. The scent of freesia was so delicious that a sigh of pleasure escaped Samuel's throat.

   A steady stream of alpha pheromones flowed into the omega's body and the newly minted omega lost the last of its resistance, bowing its head like a sheep and dutifully exposing the back of its neck to its hunter.

  After the temporary tagging, Samuel became even more gentle. Letitia felt only shame and embarrassment that two people who were once so evenly matched and incompatible were now pinned down like playthings and even tagged with each other's names.

  The tears in the corners of her eyes were gently wiped away by Samuel, he breathed softly into her ear, "Don't cry."

  At those words, his kisses fell back on Letitia's body, and the arousal that had just been extinguished was rekindled, and she could feel the wet, sticky juices flowing between her legs.

  Samuel reached out to touch it and it clenched like a mimosa.

  Letitia felt even more embarrassed. She had been a beta for so many years that she was used to being in control of her own body, but the sudden division changed all that.

  A whimper escaped her throat and she couldn't help but plead with a sobbing voice and the last hope: "No, don't do this, I'll listen to anything you say from now on, okay? I'm already miserable, I'm already miserable being divided into an omega, please ......"

  Samuel was still deaf to her words, the aphrodisiac had attacked his will and there was only one thought left in his mind: to possess her, to possess her.

  The gentle, prolonged foreplay was like a dull knife cutting into the flesh, rubbing away at Letitia's few remaining pride. It was only when she felt the thick, hot rod pressed against her belly that she finally closed her eyes in despair.

  The wet flesh soon accepted the object and Samuel's movements changed from gentle to rough, slowly pushing in and out, gradually increasing the speed.

  Letitia clenched her lips, forcing herself not to make any sound, but Samuel took her chin and kissed it with displeasure, intensifying his movements, and a suppressed whimper escaped uncontrollably from her nostrils. Samuel became even more excited, cherishing it like a treasure.

  Letitia opened her eyes to look and ran straight into the man's eyes, which were as round as black grapes, like a domestic dog loyal to its master.

  Unfortunately, this house dog did the opposite, he manipulated Omega's body, sinking her deep into love and lust, marking and chaining her and finally taking possession of her forever.

  Letitia's voice rose abruptly, struggling with unprecedented panic as her tender omega uterine cavity had only just awakened when an unexpected visitor knocked on the door.

  "No! Not there, Samuel!" She looked at Samuel with pleading red eyes as tears fell from her eyes.

  Samuel smiled and released his pheromones to gently soothe the frightened bunny beneath him.

  It's okay, this way you'll always be mine, he thought to himself.

  Opening the soft cavity of her uterus a little, Letitia cried and shook her head frantically, her wrists, tied to the bed, already frayed and strangled with a small ring of red blood.

  Samuel noticed the abnormality in time pulled the belt that held her hands free and lifted her up to sit on top of him.  Letitia had no more strength to resist, her hands were pulled by Samuel and she sat firmly on the object with her legs spread wide, and with this movement it entered deeper, pushing into the tender opening of her womb.

  Letitia went limp and collapsed on top of Samuel, burying her head in the crook of his neck, shaking her head and crying for mercy, "No..."

  Samuel liked this position of dependence and kissed the ends of her light brown hair with pleasure as he increased his movements.

  Crying and begging did not help until a strong stream of heat burst into Letitia's little uterine cavity, searing her lower abdomen and causing it to clench in the centre.

   But when it was over, the thing didn't come out immediately, but gradually bulged into a knot at the front end, locking in the opening of the womb.

  They were knotted.

  It was over, really over.