Savage Nights: Forbidden Werewolf Tales

"She’s cute,’ Alpha Kane smirked at his brother, Simon, who was eyeing an Omega working at the coffee shop.

Simon's gaze sharpened into a glower as he retorted, "I'm just waiting for my order."

The Omega stole a glance at Simon from the service counter, catching the annoyance filling his features. His powerful presence made everyone at the cafe stare in his direction. Letting out a small sigh, she carried the serving tray to their table.

"Alphas, your cappuccinos," she said, setting down two ceramic mugs in front of Simon's twin brothers, Callum and Connor. "Your Acai bowl, Alpha Kane, and..." The scorching heat of Simon's stare made her gulp hard before saying, "Mocha... brown b-butt-buttercream..." He snatched the paper bag from her, not letting his fingers brush against hers, even accidentally.

His control slipped last night, and he would never let that happen again. It was hard enough not to look at her. He was annoyed that his brothers caught him staring at her. As she nervously licked her plush lips, which were the softest shade of rose, his insides clenched with an urge to kiss the daylight out of her.     

"Your name?" Kane asked her, his curiosity piqued by whatever had drawn his brother to her.

Simon called omegas filthy and too promiscuous for his taste, and yet, he couldn't take his eyes off this pretty little creature pounding out espresso.

Omegas were born to pleasure the Alphas and breed for them, and Simon found it repulsive. Their pack was alien to the concept of a fated mate or choosing a luna. Just like their dad, Kane and the twins loved wild sex and their omega harems.

"Hazel, Sir," she replied. Her warm hazel eyes briefly looked at Simon before turning away. 

"How old are you, Hazel?" Kane inquired, amusement thick in his voice as his eyes drifted to the hickey that painted her neck. Her hair was pinned into a neat bun, exposing her skin, the color of fresh cream with a hint of blush. Simon couldn't help thinking about the heat that radiated from her incredibly soft skin when he pinned her under him the other night.

"Twenty."

"And you haven't gone into heat even once?" Connor asked, surprised. He was sure he would have remembered fucking her. 

"Late bloomer, probably." His twin brother chimed in. 

"Enough," Simon growled, leveling his brothers with a warning glare. "Leave." He commanded Hazel before getting up from his seat.

"Dude, you have no idea what you are missing out on," Connor said once Hazel was out of sight. "She's petite, with probably small boobs too. And if she hasn't gone into heat at twenty, she's got no clue how to fuck."

"He's right," Kane added. "Try fucking an Omega in heat, wild with lust, and you will never look at this Hazel again."

"Oh yes, absolutely! Knotting an Omega is the best kind of pleasure out there." Callum said, getting excited about the Omega he and his other brothers were to share at night. They could never convince Simon to join them. "Ebony will be going into heat anytime today. The way she sucks me down like her favorite dessert, fuck, you got to taste it to know what we are talking about."

"No, thank you. They are all yours," Simon said and left without sparing another word. 

Hazel sighed in relief when she heard the clunk of the closing door. "I'll be right back," she told her coworker and went to her locker to grab her purse. It was that time of the month when she was supposed to go into heat. But she secretly took pills to suppress it. She had been suppressing it since she turned eighteen.

When an Omega went into heat, it lasted for about three days, and the slick they produced was irresistible to the Alphas, making them all go into rut in the haze of the Omega's heat. Omega males also went into heat sometimes, and their sexual urges would make them insatiable, sometimes hurting an Alpha female when too lost in the lust.  

Only an Alpha male could knot inside an Omega, and only an Omega in heat could survive the knotting. The heat would go away after three days, but returned after about two fortnights, just when the full moon peaked.

Hazel could suppress the heat by taking just one pill at the beginning of her cycle. But ever since Alpha Simon had laid his eyes on her, she needed two pills a day during those three days. Even with no slick, her sexual urges had turned stronger lately, and the way her scent affected him, she had a feeling that his wolf could pick up on something the other Alphas couldn't.

'Day three,' she told herself as she gulped down the pill with some water. Her heart was still racing from earlier when she had stood close to him. She closed her eyes, trying hard to push away the memories of the other night when he lost control and touched her for the first time.

It wasn't the first time that he summoned her to his room though. The first time he wanted her was five months ago, when he had told her to strip and touch herself while he stroked his hardness. Confused and surprised, she did as she was told. When she reached for his cock expectantly, he hurled hurtful words at her, saying it was off limits. Every month since then, he bullied her like he hated her, called her his slave, and came all over her body a dozen times, but never touched her. And he didn't let her come. She knew he was afraid of losing control.

"Kneel," he ordered her last night, like he usually did. She fell to her knees, waiting for his next instruction that normally followed: 'Strip.'

She looked up at him when he said nothing. He was staring at her, pools of emerald green eyes fixed on her with such longing intensity that she slicked her panties, even after taking two pills. He moved towards her and leaned to pull at her delicate spaghetti straps.

"Are you fucking teasing me? What the hell are you wearing?" He growled, ripping her sunny yellow camisole with one solid tug. She cupped her breasts with practiced ease, like he always ordered her to, but he let out a low, guttural sound of anger this time. His canines emerged under his lips.

He grasped her chin, his fingers digging into her skin. "What are you doing to me?" Unbuttoning his jeans, he pulled out his hardened cock and pressed it against her lips. "Suck me off."

"Alpha..." With flushed cheeks and pulsing pussy, she stared at him in confusion, too scared to touch what was off limits.

"Don't bat those eyelashes at me like that!" He thrust his cock into her mouth, pushing himself all the way down her throat. "Oh fuck!" He lost his alpha tone for a moment, taken aback by the sensation. He suppressed a bark when she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and placed her other hand on his thigh. He loved her touch, and he hated how much he loved it. As spit dripped out of her mouth from gagging, he massaged the column of her throat, helping her take his full length in.

Tugging on her hair, he forced her to gaze up at him while thrusting himself in and out. "You love this, don't you?" His words were a throaty murmur, lost in pleasure.

"Mm-mm..." She shook her head and moaned on his cock when he pinched her nipple. 

"I'll fuck your brains out if you moan like that one more time." He suddenly stopped and pulled out of her mouth, wiping the spit off her lips. 

She stared at the hard edges of his torso as his shirt slipped off his shoulders. Her eyes blazed with lust at the sight of his raw masculinity. He scooped her in his arms and pinned her to his bed, his cock growing painfully hard against her thighs.

His mouth crashed onto hers like a storm breaking. He was hungry and forceful, and she met him with equal heat as the need to come devoured her. She wrapped her legs around him as he pulled her flush against the hard line of his body. His tongue plunged deep, sliding against hers and sucking on it, groaning and tangled in lust.

When her nails clawed at his back, his canines came forward again, ready to mark her. He sucked on the spot where he was planning to mark her, nipping and soothing it with licks until he heard a hesitant voice call to his wolf: Mate.

Was that her wolf? He tore away from her, pushing her hands off his body. 

"Get out!"

"Um-"

"You heard me. Get the fuck out of here before I rip that pussy up."

"Hazel... hello! Come back to earth, pfft." Her coworker Jade's voice snapped her out of her lustful thoughts. Jade was also her best friend and an Omega.

"Uh-"

"Hazel, what's going on? You are burning up. Are you feeling dizzy or something?"

"No, no, I'm all right, she replied, quickly shutting her locker door. "Let's go watch Ebony and the Alphas tonight."

She wanted to see why Ebony was so into getting fucked by a bunch of Alphas at once.