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Caitlyn panted heavy breaths of air with low quiet grunts, her lungs spent. Everything reminiscent of her many competitions from her early teenage years. The hunt, the feeling of her focused fingers on the trigger, and the steady control of her breathing before the pull, and most importantly, the exhilarating pleasure that left her synapses wired up.

All from a simple orgasm that was anything but.

She was hit with a pleasant exhaustion, intense but in a relax manner as the last waves of endorphins and cum exited her body, leaving behind a relaxing numbness.

A few minutes trickled by before she glanced down at the wooden flooring between her legs and sighed. Quite the mess she made. Caitlyn ran a hand up the side of her head, pushed the loose disheveled strands of hair from her eyes. Her mouth twisted in annoyance the more she stared at the pooling puddle of semen, never before had she released this much before.

Much less during one singular session.

Brilliant.

If the alpha was in the comfort and privacy of her room, she would have leaned back against the plush pillows of her large bed and basked in the sweet afterglow.

Not an option today though, certainly not in this old rotting house.

Sitting on the floor with her back pressed against the unsteady wall, the weak foundation seemed to creak everytime Caitlyn slightly moved. Not that the frail stability of the house even mattered when her cock was standing straight up again.

Seriously??

Sticking out from the opening of her borrowed pants, the thick veins along the sides of her shaft were pulsing and throbbing for much needed attention. Her cock stood out angrily against the dark setting of the living room she was in. Very greedy in Caitlyn's opinion when one orgasm was usually enough for her.

Caitlyn groaned, beyond annoyed at this point, she was frustrated in more ways than one.

Of all the misfortunes that had taken place in the span of a few hours, this one was the perfect icing on the cupcake. From nearly slipping down buildings that were clearly not up to code in this poverty stricken undercity, to selling her beloved rifle —a graduation gift from her doting mother she might add—why did a bloody boner have to be one of them?!

Not even during her more promiscuous period at the academy, where she was sleeping with every pretty omega that so much as glanced in her direction, did this ever happen. Never during inconvenient times at all, a quick fuck was more than enough to quell these urges, jerking herself should have been no different. Quite jarring for her cock to still be aching to be touched when dominant alpha Caitlyn, the pride and joy of the powerful house Kiramman, never had such problems before.

Controlling herself was second nature to her.

Her body suddenly shuddered, jerking lightly while a low pleasant heat settled under her skin. An involuntary response that was gratifying in all the ways that annoyed her. Caitlyn bit her lower lip, quivering as a new thought came to mind, more like a different perspective. No she did not want this to begin with, but not like it was terrible either.

Inconvenient yes, but not terrible.

Maybe, just maybe, Caitlyn had been blessed with an opportunity in disguise.

This whole ordeal had been troublesome, no question about it, but as much as she hated to admit it, touching herself also felt good.

Not often she would masturbate when tight pussies were readily available at her disposal, but on the few occasions she had, it'd never been nearly as good as this. Especially not so good that it left her cock still hard and craving for more.

We could do it again, a small voice in the back of her mind whispered seductively into her ear. Feel good again…

Caitlyn's thoughts rationalized it the more and more she stared at her raging erection, now leaking desperate drops of precum that had the tip of her cock glistening even more in the darkness. She watched the slight curve it took, how it pointed at herself accusingly, the way it seemed to twitched the longer she left it unattended. Like it had a mind of its own.

It wouldn't be so bad to touch herself again, would it? Caitlyn pursed her lips at the thought.

No, not so bad.

But the timing…right now wasn't an ideal time for carnal distractions when she was actively on the run from Silco's men, she needed to stay put.

On the other hand, she was certain they weren't followed here. This old deteriorating house was well hidden in the deep fissures of this wretched undercity, left abandoned and forgotten.

Just like its people.

No one would think to even look here, and surely if that weren't the case, they would have been ambushed hours ago.

Caitlyn gazed at the heavy drops of precum that trickled down from the tip of her cock, pushing her worries to the back of her mind. Nonsense aside, it wasn't like the alpha would be hurting anyone and a little self love went a long way.

While more of that type of thinking and thoughts crossed her mind, Caitlyn's gaze shifted back down to the puddle of cum. The very same one that initially disgusted her, she now stared at it with newfound fascination. Only now noting not just the amount, but also the thickness of her seed, never seen it look this creamy before.

Caitlyn sighed, almost defeated, perhaps this was to be expected.

For the past three years now, she'd done nothing except throw and bury herself with work. Nothing but investigation after investigation, too damn busy for both casual sex and even self pleasure. Always left her drained, both mentally and physically, not exactly in a sexy mood after long shifts that dragged into after-hours.

Popping suppressant pills into her mouth like they were candies to avoid distractions, the alpha hadn't had a proper rut in a long time either. More like hadn't allowed herself she should say.

Caitlyn knew it wasn't healthy, but nonetheless, she prioritized her work anyway. She worked on case after case, back to back without so much of a break, grinding herself to the bone in a pathetic and futile attempt to impress her corrupted superiors.

Her naive self really thought she could make a difference on her own. Rise above the broken wheel that she could now see was hopelessly beyond repair. Go through the motions and climb up the ranks through the proper channels that were deliberately designed to hold her back.

How foolishly ambitious and innocent she'd been to think she could fix it from within when her mother repeatedly warned her it was a lost cause. That her mentor Grayson, who encouraged this mindset, was wrong and out of touch with reality, but Caitlyn didn't want to hear it, wouldn't hear it.

No, her parents were right all along, Caitlyn could see it clearly now.

Why work for it when she can just take whatever position she wanted. Caitlyn was an excellent detective and good at what she did, her flawless track record spoke for itself. Not even a gloat, this was a simple unbiased observation. Knew for a fact that she was more than qualified and competent, but most importantly, she was a Kiramman.

As the only heir of her house, a brilliant legacy she shouldered with immense pride, Caitlyn was entitled to all of Piltover and all that it had to offer. It was her birthright. And if she wanted Marcus's position, she was more than welcomed to take it from him.

That had always been the Kiramman way, to take and reap whatever they wanted. No such things as limits and Caitlyn had been a damn fool to deny herself of her privilege.

Repressing herself in different facets of her life, Caitlyn huffed out an annoyed breath that was directed at herself. Giving herself an unnecessary handicap and listening to higher ranking officers who were dead set on holding her back. To make matters worse, they were all a pack of useless fucking betas at that. Below her in both status and all the other ways that actually mattered.

Caitlyn could almost make out her reflection in the puddle of cum, yes, it was no wonder she spilled so much. This was simply a manifestation of her self-imposed suppression.

The young alpha released a long and tired sigh, her sharp eyes shifted from the mess and back to her erection. No matter how much she justified and explained it, Caitlyn still couldn't get over the excessive amount.

Even with the omegas she used to smuggle into her room on different occasions and her old flings at the academy, even with casual quickies in hidden alleyways, it'd never been this much.

But then again…

Those omegas weren't her.

The gaze of her focus shifted to across the room, to the old disgusting mattress, and more importantly, to the person that laid on it. Caitlyn tilted her head in wonder, taking in the sight of the sleeping woman. The prisoner she'd forced to assist her in this dreadful shimmer case, number 516. The very same one that Caitlyn didn't know was an omega until just this very moment.

Her erect cock throbbed excitedly as soon she acknowledged it, twitching, she swallowed hard, mouth suddenly watery.

Eyes still closed, Vi looked more well rested than Caitlyn had ever seen her before.

Her once pale face now glowed with a rosy flush in her skin. Unruly short hair, unevenly chopped and a splendid shade of pink that the alpha didn't come across very often. Completely parted from her pretty face now, Caitlyn was provided a full unrestricted view. The alpha couldn't help but think how much the warm hues really suited her.

Caitlyn continued staring at her, the focus of her eyes moved down the rest of her body, as if only now truly seeing the omega for the first time. The alpha's mouth instantly dried as she took in the subtle rise and fall of her chest, could clearly make out the shape of her nipples poking just underneath the white shirt. The perfect combination of hidden and revealing, the kind that was both teasing and exciting.

Was Vi always this pretty?

The alpha's breath hitched as soon as that thought came to mind, the omega pheromones continued to swirl possessively around her head as if putting her under a charming spell. Sweet and intoxicating, the deliciously numbing effect spread more and more through her body, Caitlyn took a deep breath through her mouth, could also taste her…

Any other day, she would have been embarrassed at the unsightly drool that escaped from her lips before she could stop it. But now she couldn't be bothered to care, she simply wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. in a single fluid motion. Her blue eyes stayed trained on the sleeping omega, all other thoughts that weren't about Vi were effortlessly pushed to the back of her mind.

Caitlyn silently reprimanded herself for questioning Vi's beauty because of course Vi was pretty. She was an omega and all omegas were inherently beautiful, especially when they were unclaimed.

Even undercity trenchers were no exception, not even one as unrefined as this particular omega that was obviously trying to hide her beauty.

Trying and failing miserably to suppress what she really was, how fitting they both had this singular trait in common despite all their differences.

Too much to be a mere coincidence that they found each other, this had to be a stroke of fate.

Caitlyn nearly choked on a sharp intake of air, the ache in her cock only seemed to grow the longer she ignored it in favor of staring at the omega. A perfectly natural and normal physiological reaction, the restless energy surging through her was to be expected.

Mesmerized more and more by the sleeping woman with every breath she took, Caitlyn eventually stopped trying to justify why that was.

Couldn't bring herself to care anymore, not even remotely bothered that Vi had lied to her.

The omega never knew any relevant information or held any helpful leads on Silco's shimmer operation. Vi simply made the alpha think she had what she needed, played her cards perfectly and told Caitlyn exactly what she wanted to hear. All so the alpha would break her out of Stillwater when Vi had her own personal agenda all along, finding a sister that didn't want to be found.

Truly tragic and admirable, but it didn't take away from the objective fact that Vi was a lot more trouble than she was worth and yet…none of that mattered.

Regardless of whatever different thoughts were floating in Caitlyn's head, she couldn't even keep her sharp eyes away from Vi. And aching cock aside, she desired nothing more than for the omega to wake up already.

Craved those annoying beautiful stormy eyes of hers…so pretty…her voice was pretty too when she wasn't cursing so much…what kind of noises would Vi make when—

Without realizing the ambiguous threshold she was approaching, something snapped inside the alpha as soon as she unknowingly crossed over it.

The world became a distorted blur the next second, a temporary disconnection. Caitlyn moved—more like felt herself move—before her mind could catch up. Not in control of herself, but the alpha didn't fight it.

Nothing scary about it, she welcomed the odd sensation.

Felt natural.

Familiar.

Instinctive.

The alpha leaned into that distortion until she was snapped back to reality.

The first thing she registered was the warmth of Vi's body, the heat of her skin radiating off her in pleasant waves. It immediately seeped through Caitlyn's cheaply made clothes—the ones Vi 'borrowed' for her—as if she was wearing nothing. How she wished that was the case.

The second thing she noted was her full body laying directly on top of the unconscious omega. Both of Caitlyn's hands were on Vi's shoulders, roughly pressing down as if Vi was awake to oppose her. Slim fingers curled and clenched the cheap fabric of the red jacket—another thing the omega 'borrowed' when they came down here—and tugged it down.

Filthy rags, Caitlyn couldn't help the roll of her eyes at the thought, face sulking with sudden jealousy.

She relaxed her scent glands, fully adamant on her own alpha pheromones masking the scent of the clothes' previous owners. The other scent foreign and utterly disgusting, it had no right to cling to Vi the way it did. A possessive snarl slipped passed her lips, low and quiet, suddenly angry.

Absolutely loathed the way the inferior scent clung onto the jacket and by extension Vi. To add insult to injury, the scent was that of useless fucking betas, the alpha sure as hell won't have this mockery any longer.

Caitlyn couldn't tell if Vi was a heavy sleeper or if it was the shimmer's doing, but regardless of the reason, she didn't stir at all.

No reaction whatsoever as the alpha roughly pulled the dreadful jacket off, revealing her muscular arms and part of her shoulders through her sleeveless shirt. Caitlyn bunched up the old jacket and angrily flung it across the room without sparing a second thought.

Her head jerked up at the wet splattering sound and she realized it landed directly in the puddle of cum she left behind. Her chest huffed with unexpected pride, Caitlyn let out a pleased hum. This was a huge improvement in her eyes. Maybe she'll allow Vi to wear it again afterall.

She chuckled darkly at the thought, amused and meant as a joke, but she was dead serious.

And still nothing from the omega when Caitlyn roughly spread her legs apart and settled her body between them like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Not only did it feel like it, it was.

A low breath of air escaped Caitlyn's lips at the sensation of Vi's limp thighs pressing against the sides of her own. Large and thick with muscles, the same ones that allowed her to run and leap through building tops like it was nothing. Impressive and nothing like the useless dainty omegas of Piltover.

The alpha bit the inside of her cheek at the bitter thought, to think she'd been missing out on this. Glancing up at Vi's face, Caitlyn was taken aback for a second. The omega was so much more beautiful up close like this.

Could see and appreciate the light freckles that dusted her face, how precious, they matched the ones on her strong shoulders perfectly. Her long lashes and slightly parted lips were shamelessly tempting the alpha to close the distance between them.

Caitlyn wanted nothing more than to press her lips against hers already—to taste her—not like she would be hurting her.

A fleeting thought whispered in the back of her head how wrong this was, but it was so quiet that Caitlyn didn't acknowledged it.

If that were the case, then why did it feel so right?

Whatever morals she didn't have aside, this was all Vi's fault anyway.

Nobody told her to go pick a fight with that dreadful woman in the first place, the one with the shimmer powered mechanical arm. Where Caitlyn had planned on this being a stealth operation to gather hard evidence and intel, Vi sneaked out on her own while the alpha was distracted at the brothel and blew their cover.

Annoying and frustrating to say the least, but in all fairness, Caitlyn should have kept a closer eye on her. Vi became her responsibility the minute she forged Jayce's signature to break her out.

The poor thing would have been killed on the spot if Caitlyn hadn't intervened with a few warning shots. And she would have succumbed to the stab wound had the alpha not pitied her enough to exchange her rifle for shimmer, the very same drug and enterprise that Caitlyn had sworn to take down and dismantle.

That was the whole reason they were down here in the first place.

How hypocritical and utterly inconvenient it was to participate in its trade, the bittersweet and tasteless irony was not lost on her. And losing her rifle in the process left her fuming after the fact.

But of course she didn't have to save Vi, Caitlyn could have easily procured another tour guide. Stillwater and Zaun had no shortage of them.

But what did it thinking about it now even matter anyway.

The alpha knew damn well that she would do it all over again if given the chance. The simple truth was that the alpha didn't want anyone else. And besides that, letting the dumb woman die wasn't an option she was willing to entertain either.

Now knowing she was an omega all along, it made sense why Caitlyn felt compelled to save her. It was simply in her nature as an alpha to look out for her.

So now here they were in this odd predicament.

The continued release of the most lovely and sweetest pheromones that Caitlyn had ever consumed. Tempting the alpha more and more with them, not to mention how good her unconscious limp body felt against her own. Looking so damn pretty, helpless, and kissable on top of it all.

"This is all your fault," Caitlyn murmured quietly, silently counting the cute pale freckles on her face.

Actions have consequences, the alpha knew that better than anyone. The least Vi could do now was provide the alpha with some relief for all the trouble she'd caused.

Afterall, this distracting erection that she couldn't masturbate away was all because of Vi's scent.

A small and sinister smile tugged at the corners of Caitlyn's mouth the more she justified it. And the more of the mouth watering pheromones she greedily consumed, the more flawless sense it made.

Yes that's it.

Vi should take responsibility for her actions, yes absolutely, but it also wasn't just that anymore.

Caitlyn wasn't just a random alpha in her prime.

Before everything else, she was a Kiramman.

Entitled to all of Piltover and Zaun, the sentiment extended to its citizens as well.

Everything and everyone was hers to take and use as she pleased.

As the only heir to her house, her mother drilled that into her mind continuously throughout all her life.

At the time, Caitlyn had been disgusted when Cassandra recounted the tale of how she met and 'courted' her father as Kirammans do.

But now as she continued staring at Vi's sleeping face, all the cogs and gears finally clicked into place. Her mother couldn't resist the temptation of her father anymore than Caitlyn couldn't with Vi.

And most importantly, she didn't have to.

The alpha took a deep breath through her mouth, allowing her taste buds and brain to get more clouded by the most delicious scent she'd ever had. Caitlyn had tried many over the years, but none of them held a match, much less a candle to Vi's.

Her forgotten cock throbbed at the lack of attention, just as affected by the sweet pheromones, Caitlyn didn't bother holding back the low groan that slipped past her lips. Her body trembled in anticipation, a pleasing numbness and craving for more…

Caitlyn reached up to stroke Vi's sleeping face with the back of her fingers, touch careful and gentle in all the ways she wouldn't be for long.

Janna, what did Caitlyn do to be blessed with an omega as perfect as this one?

The alpha could no longer pinpoint what had been going through her idiotic brain earlier, all a foggy blur she couldn't make sense of anymore.

Moving herself to the corner of this bloody deteriorating house and jerking herself off when there was a perfectly good omega right in front of her. Yes she'd gotten off and it felt good, but duh, of course her erection wouldn't be satisfied with just that.

Her right hand was nothing compared to the warmth and grip of a tight pussy, especially when it belonged to this particular omega that was silently driving her insane.

"Vi," Caitlyn murmured her name with loving affection, letting the name drag over her tongue slowly as if pronouncing it for the first time.

In a way, she was.

Up until now, Vi was just the name of a petty criminal from Stillwater, number 516. Meaningless and devoid of any real purpose, unimportant and left forgotten there, would have surely spent the rest of her days there.

Well not anymore.

All a thing of the past now, going forward, Vi was now the name of Caitlyn Kiramman's one and only mate.

Never let her go, the voice in her head commanded it. Firm and absolute.

"Vi," Caitlyn repeated the name with more purpose and resolve, loved the way it sounded to her ears, it rolled off her tongue perfectly. Would sound even better once Caitlyn gave Vi her last name as well, but all in due time.

If the omega heard her, she gave no sign. Caitlyn leaned her head down, fully intending to kiss her as she'd been wanting to. Vi's lips looked a little plumply and kissable, the alpha wondered for a split second if the small scar on her left upper lip was in any way related to the matching one on her brow.

Not that it even mattered, Caitlyn's curiosity died as she redirected her face down to the scent gland on the omega's neck and inhaled deeply.

Fuck…

Vi smelled so fucking amazing.

The sinfully sweet scent continued pouring out of her like an opened fucking faucet, addictive and driving the alpha crazy with a fresh wave of arousal. Drove her mind fuzzy and cloudy, Caitlyn shut her eyes at the hunger that only seemed to grow.

Nothing remotely sane about it, the warmth and sweetness of her pheromones was everything the alpha didn't know she was missing and craving, they forcefully pushed down what little self restraint she still held.

Any thought that Caitlyn could possibly muster outside of Vi, it died instantly as soon as it came. All so irrelevant when this scent was calling to her, pulling and seducing her to take what she wanted.

What they both wanted.

Fuck yes…

Of course Vi wanted this too, she wouldn't be releasing her scent the way she was if she didn't. Obvious she wanted attention, but no, not just anyone's attention. No no no, Vi wanted Caitlyn's attention.

Yes that's right.

Taking Caitlyn to the privacy of her old childhood home, daring to pass out, and now tempting the alpha so fucking much with her scent and vulnerable state. Practically presenting herself to Caitlyn. As a born predator, Vi was the best and most perfect prey and treat.

By this point, the ache of her cock had grown increasingly uncomfortable to the point where the alpha could no longer ignore it in favor of admiring Vi. It throbbed painfully, aching with need as the swollen veins along the sides were pulsing with unreleased adrenaline and lust that was tired of being caged for so long.

Caitlyn gasped pathetically, similar to the first time she presented as an alpha all those years ago. She didn't think twice before thrusting her hips down onto Vi's clothed center. The immediate pleasure and instant gratification immense as it spread all throughout her lower region.

The simple motion had no right to feel as good as it did, but here was Caitlyn leaning her hips back and pressing down on the sleeping omega once more. Harder.

Fuck!

She grunted weakly, but with purpose, the deep breaths of her arousal sharp and hurried. Caitlyn dropped her full weight on Vi and relished at the delicious warmth and feel of her limp unmoving body. The alpha continued rocking her hips, the movements hasty and uncoordinated, she bit her lower lip to prevent the drooling from her watering mouth. A drop or two might have fallen next to Vi's face, but it didn't matter.

Not when she felt like she was in heaven. The cheap fabric of Vi's pants felt so good against her bare cock, it quickly grew damp from the alpha's spilling precum.

And still nothing from Vi as Caitlyn looped an arm under one of her knees to bend and push it upwards, the action spreading her apart some more and giving the alpha easier access for her continued thrusting.

Could already feel her cock swelling with an impending orgasm, so close, so fucking close until a sudden realization struck her right upside the head and she halted all movement.

Face flushing, she panted with great effort as she pulled her head out of the horny haze she'd fallen in.

Just what the actual fuck was she even doing?

Had she gone mad?

Like legitimately mad?

Dry humping an unconscious omega.

This was wrong, all kinds of wrong.

Fuck, she shouldn't be doing this…

…no she shouldn't….

…not like this!

So used to denying herself, came so natural that Caitlyn didn't realize she was doing it yet again. Masturbating when there was a warm pussy available was already downright disgraceful for an alpha of her class and status.

But the dry humping was a lower level of shameful degradation.

Just what the bloody hell was Caitlyn Kiramman doing?

Caitlyn deserved to be inside damn it!

Thinking fully with her cock and what it deserved, Caitlyn leaned up. Sitting on the back of her heels, she reached down between their bodies to undo the buttons of the omega's pants. Her hasty hands were trembling with an excited surge.

The angle from the front a tad awkward, but her fingers moved with flawless precision until the buttons and belt came undone. The muscle memory of the action had the alpha grinning with unexpected pride.

She impatiently tugged Vi's pants down to her ankles, dragged along her tight boxer briefs as well, exposing her bottom half to the world and most importantly to Caitlyn's eyes. The pants got caught up in Vi's shoes, stuck for a moment until the alpha managed to get those off as well. Her lower body now naked, save for her socks, and Caitlyn settled right in between her legs.

Caitlyn chuckled lightly, equally aroused and excited at the prospect of fucking Vi just like this. Couldn't wait to be inside the omega—her omega—to feel her delicious warmth directly on her cock. Right where that warmth belonged.

Her lovely pussy was just a few inches away from her cock, Caitlyn was fully intending to touch as her as it was right to do so. But the alpha paused instead, found favor in the texture of hair just below her naval, threaded her slender fingers through the soft patch of pink curls. Interesting, a few shades lighter than the hair on her head that carried a more reddish hue, Caitlyn found this endearing for reasons she couldn't explain.

Growing distracted in her curiosity, Caitlyn moved her hand upwards, pushed the bloody white shirt up and out of the way. The stab wound now completely closed, saved for a small white scar.

Caitlyn traced it with her fingers until she found favor in Vi's abdominal muscles, they were pleasant to touch, soft and squishy in her relaxed unconscious state.

The alpha continued her exploration, the texture of Vi's body both foreign and intriguing, Caitlyn wasn't at all used to omegas built like this with ripped abs and bulging biceps. Not to mention how most omegas were usually clean shaven when the alpha preferred them intact.

Just like this.

Both in body and in scent, Vi really was the alpha's ideal partner. It was no wonder she was driving Caitlyn as crazy as she was, it was like she was made just for her. Perfect, so bloody fucking perfect.

Caitlyn swallowed hard in her growing arousal as she leaned her body over Vi's once more, not a single damn thing about the omega she didn't like. Hadn't even put it in yet, but she already knew her lovely cunt was as perfect as the rest of her.

Supporting most of her weight on her forearms, Caitlyn brought a hand up to stroke her fingers along Vi's sleeping face once more. Her skin hot as expected, the alpha stared at her, mesmerized as she moved her thumb in gentle circular motions along her tattoo VI. No different than how she polished her first place trophies, lovely.

She will say that Vi's attitude and stubborn nature could use some work and discipline, but Caitlyn was more than happy to provide those lessons for her. Afterall, it was her duty as an alpha to teach Vi these things, to shape and mold her into the alpha's perfect omega bride.

But also with how cuntstuck Caitlyn currently was, even Vi's less than ideal qualities were endearing as well.

"You're so delicious love," Caitlyn murmured lovingly against Vi's neck, the skin blazing hot like the rest of her body. Both enjoyable and almost grounding.

Couldn't help herself anymore, Caitlyn laid messy opened mouth kisses, almost desperate and hungry as she sucked harshly on the skin. Not caring at all about the forming red marks she was leaving behind on the helpless omega. She brought her lips up to just under Vi's jaw, feeling needy as she nibbled and sucked on the skin, let her canine teeth graze it roughly, just short of drawing blood.

Later, Caitlyn thought to herself and switched to licking the bright red hickies. Felt the beginnings of a low and possessive growl in the back of her throat when she leaned back to stare at the art she left behind on the canvas that was Vi's neck.

Her chest puffed with pride at the thought of these turning purple later. Another lovely color on Vi, just like the pink of her hair. It was clear the omega would look good in all the colors Caitlyn put on her, that included the royal blues and golds of her house.

But most of all…her gaze fell down to the junction where Vi's neck met her shoulder.

The alpha grinned as she stared at the neck tattoo, cog wheels, right above the special spot where her scent gland was located. She pressed her lips to it, let slip a low groan at both the intensity of pheromones that had her mouth watering yet again and the overwhelming urge to sink her teeth.

"So sweet…" The alpha murmured as she kissed her there, let her teeth drag along it. The omega's body jerked subtlety, Caitlyn smiled against the skin, but didn't stop her ministrations. "You're so sweet Vi." The thrill and danger of it held a special kind of high. It would be so easy, just one bite to make the omega hers forever… "So good…so good…so right…"

Vi's breath hitched suddenly, lips parted even more but she didn't stir beyond that.

Caitlyn chuckled darkly at that as she brought her hand up, let her thumb circle the rim of her soft lips a few times in clockwise motions before pushing it in. She used the fingers of the same hand to gently push Vi's mouth shut, let her thumb be completely engulfed by her mouth, warm and wet.

The alpha's pupils dilated at Vi's hot tongue pressing against the underside of the digit, excited tingles of lust bloomed up her arm and the rest of her body as the omega began to suck on it, an instinctive response to a foreign object in her mouth and a fucking sexy one at that.

Caitlyn unceremoniously pulled it out of the omega's mouth before impatiently shoving it into her own, groaned deeply as she drank up the leftover saliva on it. The indirect kiss tasty in ways her heated head couldn't comprehend. Whether at the act itself or the fact that Vi wasn't even aware of it, the alpha couldn't decide what was hotter.

She brought her hand back down to Vi's belly once more, her imagination spiraling out of control with desire as she stroked her downward until she reached her lovely cunt. Pleasantly surprised to find her already wet, fuck, not just that, but for it to be so warm too.

The two of them simultaneously let out a sharp breath as Caitlyn stroked her fingers along the glorious soaking vulva, lathering her fingers in that delicious slick. There was just so much of it, the unconscious omega silently preparing for what Caitlyn was about to do to her. This was all for her…yes!

"Mine," Caitlyn quietly muttered and brought the wet fingers up to her mouth, her entire body trembling with need, cock aching as Caitlyn tasted what it desperately wanted. What it was missing out on, how fucking yummy. Vi tasted so good, sweet and musky like her pheromones.

Caitlyn groaned and swirled her tongue around the digits, slurping to get all the traces of Vi until she popped the fingers out of her mouth, her eyes shifted between her neglected cock and Vi's lovely pussy, just inches away from each other.

It would be so easy to take and do as she pleased with the omega, could make her desire a reality. The alpha was owed this and so much more after everything she'd been through, but with the omega sleeping—where was the fun in that?

No, if Caitlyn was going to fuck Vi, she was going to do it correctly. Not everyday she met an omega as hot, strong, and compatible as this one, her instincts demanded that Vi be awake for when Caitlyn mated with her.

As if reading her thoughts and intentions, Vi finally stirred. Her eyelids fluttered a few times before opening fully, blinking away the sleep as she slowly came to. Face temporarily confused, she stared up at Caitlyn.

Perfect, Caitlyn thought to herself. The grayish eyes were beautiful, rare in Piltover, the hue associated with lowly Zaunite miners. Stormy as conscious thought returned to them, but there was something about how they softened against Caitlyn's sharp blues that complimented the soft features of her face greatly, reminiscent of a puppy the more Caitlyn studied her.

"How cute," The alpha said absentmindedly and pressed her face against Vi's body once more, planted more hurried kisses along her delicious neck. Savored how the young woman moved beneath her this time around, it riled up a particular drive inside Caitlyn, the exciting kind she only experienced in the private hunting grounds of her estate.

"Cait?!" Vi gasped out weakly, her body immediately squirmed more and more against the alpha as she regained full consciousness. "The fuck are you doing?!"

"Beautiful," Caitlyn whispered mostly to herself at the sound of Vi's voice, how pleasant. She hummed in approval at the chills along the baby hairs of Vi's neck, nuzzled her face against them. Right near the cog tattoo and her precious scent gland, tempting fate yet again with the closed proximity. "Let me claim you darling."

Courteous to let Vi think she had a choice in this, Caitlyn's aim was to make it easier for the omega to accept her inevitable fate.

"Fat fucking chance!" Vi shouted out at the top of her lungs.

Fully awake now, but her body still incredibly weak, Caitlyn was confused for a moment until she concluded that this should have been expected. This was a fatal stab wound recovery. The shimmer did its job closing the deep gash, but it seemed that Vi still needed time to regain her strength.

Caitlyn took mental notes of how her arms would immediately drop under the weight of gravity, her shaking fist wouldn't stay still enough to keep the form. Her face quickly grew clammy and red with exertion, perhaps another dose of shimmer was an order.

She wouldn't mind going out and procuring more of what Vi needed, it was her duty as an alpha to provide for her omega, the problem was the she had nothing of value to trade for it. Maybe offer the clothes on her back, but something told Caitlyn that offering the cheap rags wouldn't go over well.

Probably for the best considering the addictive qualities of shimmer.

They were out of luck then, another reason to hate this useless undercity. This wouldn't be an issue in Piltover.

"It's okay love," Caitlyn reassured with a gentle voice as she pressed her hands down on the omega's shoulders. Could barely contain her excitement at the situation, but also, Vi really did need to save her energy for the journey that awaited them out of here. Besides it being pointless, exerting herself was also counterproductive. "I'll take care of you."

Her gray eyes widened at the dark realization, her sweet scent spiking as a surge of energy came over her.

"Get the fuck off me!" Vi violently thrashed against Caitlyn's hold, hips momentarily bucking off the ground as she tried to wangle the alpha off. A pointless and wasted effort in her weaken state, but Caitlyn was nonetheless impressed by her resilience. Excellent for carrying strong pups and heirs in the near future. "No fucking way am I letting you do this!"

The closest Vi came to freeing herself was when she kicked her leg up and somehow managed to bury her knee into the alpha's stomach.

Caitlyn actually felt that one, but the sting immediately eroded into nothing. No doubt that it would have knocked the winds out of her if Vi had been at full strength, but even if that was the case, Caitlyn didn't think Vi had the strength to get away. As it was, the poor thing couldn't even lift her head up for more than a second, much less stand on her own and walk out the door.

By all accounts, Caitlyn should be mad at Vi for denying what she was rightfully owed. Instead she felt the opposite, nothing except for fresh spikes of arousal and affection. The dormant predator drive that Caitlyn kept caged slipped out a little by little and with it, the tension she didn't know she was carrying dwindled as well.

Caitlyn took a deep breath, let the omega pheromones that Vi was still putting out, flow freely though her entire being. Adored the blend it had on her own musky alpha ones, complimented and fit together like perfect puzzle pieces.

The alpha marveled even more at Vi's strong spirit, the weakness and vulnerability, the fear that betrayed and slipped through her glare, there was beauty in that. Something endearing about the hopelessness of Vi's situation that had Caitlyn's cock aching and throbbing with excitement.

"Why not?" Caitlyn asked innocently, completely disregarding Vi's rejection like it was nothing. "I would be so good to you."

Vi stopped struggling for a moment. Her body stilled, saved for the rise and fall of her chest as she panted in her exhaustion. She gave Caitlyn an incredulous look, evidently not believing what she was hearing. "Cupcake are you fucking with me right now, or just plain stupid?"

Caitlyn chuckled darkly at the familiar question, not the first time she'd been asked that. No stranger to mockery, used to hurt and leave a bad taste in her mouth, but that was all a thing of the past now.

She was a different Caitlyn now, one who cared little for the opinions of those beneath her and took what she wanted. The kind of alpha she was always destined to be.

But also, it wasn't like Vi knew any better. If she was half as sweet as the scent she was emitting, then it was unlikely that the omega meant to insult her like that. Plus Caitlyn planned on keeping Vi forever, so she had a responsibility to at the very least give her some grace for the time being.

"I intend to mate and claim you Vi," Caitlyn declared with a confidence that left no room for discussion. She leaned her hips down, savored the look of surprise on Vi's face as her erection pressed directly against the side of her naked thigh. Pleasure immediately shot up through Caitlyn at the simple movement. Felt so much better than Vi's discarded pants, "And I can tell you want me back as well."

"Yeah right, fucking delusional psycho is what you are!" Vi retorted, face flushing slightly at the bare cock pressing against her. Cute.

"Delusional? You say that, and yet…" Caitlyn leaned her head down to the crook of Vi's neck, easily dodged the attempted headbutt. The scent even stronger and heavenly now. "Your pheromones tell me a different story Vi, you're driving me crazy."

Vi's eyes widened in surprise at the revelation. "Shit I am? My scent, shit shit shit, I can't really—" Her voice cut off breathless as soon as Caitlyn thrust her hips down again, this time the length of her cock directly against the front of her wet pussy. Fuck, that's it. "I can't control them!"

Caitlyn tilted her head in confusion, slowed down but didn't stop the continued roll of her hips. More like couldn't, her mind was too clouded by pleasure to slow down at all. "What, your pheromones?"

The omega nodded rapidly, her body squirming underneath Caitlyn, trying to create some distance between them but it was futile. The genuine look in her pretty eyes had Caitlyn reconsidering for a second if her impossible claim was true.

A pleased grin tugged at the corners of the alpha's mouth as she took in this information. Reminded the alpha once more of how good a liar Vi was, first time during their first meeting in the prison cell and now here she was doing the exact same thing once more.

"Pft." Won't fool her twice.

Caitlyn had yet to decide if she'll inherit her mother's position as councilor or take Marcus's title of sheriff, but regardless of whichever one she decided on, this was a useful skill for Vi to have as her mate because best believe she planned on having the omega work alongside her.

At least until they start a family, then Vi will stay home to raise their pups and help Caitlyn manage the estate as her father did for her mother. The alpha already had the trajectory of the omega's life mapped out, but regardless of whatever happened, Vi will never be out of her sight again.

Mother will be pleased, Caitlyn silently thought to herself, Her heart fuzzy with comforting warmth, couldn't wait to bring Vi home for proper introductions.

"Don't be ridiculous love, that's usually reserved for young pups, but if for argument's sake you're telling the truth," Caitlyn replied with all the warmness and understanding of a loving partner. She paid no mind to Vi's continued squirming as the alpha reached down between her legs to cup her warm pussy like it was nothing special. "How do you explain this?"

Vi immediately sucked in a sharp breath, involuntarily arching and reacting to the alpha's touch. Now even wetter from before, Caitlyn ran her slender fingers along her drenched and dripping folds. Slippery with an abundance of omega slick, the damp noises were louder than the gasps that slipped from Vi's lips the more the alpha fondled her.

Caitlyn smirked, more than pleased by the reaction, ecstatic by the honestly of Vi's body. Her sharp gaze darkened as she moved her fingers up until she reached her clit, pushed the hood back until the bundle of nerves was fully exposed to her prying eyes.

"No! Wait don't—" Vi's words died into a sharp yelp, hips thrashing in painful sensitivity as Caitlyn took hold of her clit between her fingers and pinched.

"You're so loud," Caitlyn playfully commented with pleased hum. Her sharp eyes trained on the omega's body, watching the glistening muscles flex in her struggle. She moved her skilled fingers around the sensitive bud, flicking it harshly and without mercy. Didn't go unnoticed how much wetter Vi became, Caitlyn pupils dilated with hunger at the delicious sight of it dripping down onto the mattress below them.

She swallowed hard at the memory of Vi's taste, silently craving it.

After deciding Vi had enough, Caitlyn reached for her own cock. She gave herself a few impatient pumps before rubbing it along the soaking folds. Rock hard and large in her arousal, the alpha could barely wrap her fingers around it.

Biting her lip at the heat and pleasure, she dragged her length up and down the front of her pussy, coating it completely and ignoring Vi's trembling and cries of protest. Not like it was hard, all sounds seemed to drown out in her heated haze, couldn't even make out what Vi was even saying.

Once she deemed her cock was wet enough, she moved it lower and pressed the large tip against the entrance of her vagina, ignoring the initial flinch of Vi's body as she did so. "I'm going to put it in Vi."

"NO!!!" Vi bucked her hips weakly, trying to move away, but all she managed to do was help ease the tip of Caitlyn's cock in. Fuck. "Please don't, please please please I'm not ready I—"

"Don't be ridiculous," Caitlyn chided with a roll of her eyes, not letting her finish.

Not ready my ass, Caitlyn had never been with an omega as wet as this one. Should really train that dishonesty out of her when she gets the chance.

"I'm going to put it in," Caitlyn repeated with a firm and commanding voice, making it abundantly clear that this was happening no matter what. "And you, my dear omega puppy, are going to take all of it."

Easier said than done.

Must be because she was well endowed, even by alpha standards, but she was really struggling to push it in. Vi's pussy was too damn tight, almost like it was purposely resisting the intrusion.

Caitlyn ignored her cries and sobs, blue eyes flickering to her for a second in judgment. As much as she would love the omega's cooperation, she was not above forcing her cock in if she had to and best believe she would.

"You're too tense," Caitlyn commented in a strained voice, pulling her hips back slightly before trying again. Managed to push in deeper this time around, but not by a whole lot. A couple of shallow thrusts later, she was able to get her cock a little under halfway in. Strange. "Come on, take a deep breath and relax your pussy for me, love."

Despite Vi's desperate thrashing to push the alpha off, her delightful inner walls were pulsing and clamping around the half that was buried in her cunt. And while that felt bloody amazing for Caitlyn, it also stalled her main goal of pushing the rest of it in.

"It fucking hurts you fucking asshole!" Vi cried out, her shaky hands weakly pushing and clawing against Caitlyn's chest. It did absolutely nothing to stop the alpha, but the effort was still endearing and admirable. "Take it out!"

"Not a chance pup, be good…" The alpha leaned upwards, sat on her haunches and took hold of the omega's creamy hips. She smirked at the gorgeous sight, Vi panting with a red face and flat on her back with part of the alpha's cock inside her dark pink pussy.

Caitlyn burned the erotic image into her memory as her thumbs and slender fingers buried themselves into Vi's flushing skin. More than enough force to leave bruises but Caitlyn didn't mind it, would even say she preferred it that way.

Wanted nothing more than for Vi to carry the marks of their coupling long after this was over. The alpha bit her lower lip in concentration, pulling her hips back once more until just the thick tip of her cock was in.

Vi's teary eyes widened at Caitlyn's determined face, immediately understanding the alpha's intentions. "No no no—no no fucking shit, no, please don't do this cupcake, I've never ARGHHH—"

Her voice broke into a sound that was a curious combination of a scream and a sob, Vi's charming voice hitting a new octave as Caitlyn used all of her strength to slam her hips forward.

Caitlyn felt that invisible resistance again, that one she couldn't quite explain, but she was determined to snap past it regardless. Forcing her cock into the stubborn vagina, she didn't stop nor hesitate until the front of her hips were pressed flushed against Vi's and her cock was buried deep within her glorious cunt.

"It's in—" Caitlyn all but choked out with a strained and satisfied voice, her entire body trembling with delicious pleasure. So good, so fucking good, the sensation of her pussy clinging around her length like a high powered magnet, fucking pulsing and instinctively trying to milk the alpha. Just as nature intended, Caitlyn would have cummed on the spot if she was a useless alpha with no control of herself.

Regardless of Vi's feelings on the matter, this was exactly what her divine omega pussy was made for, to be used and bred by Caitlyn, but one wouldn't think that from the way Vi was pathetically crying underneath her. Hard to feel remorseful when she looked so pretty that way too.

"It hurts, it hurts, it fucking hurts," Vi mumbled incoherently, her shaky uncooperative arms still flailing and failing to push Caitlyn off.

"Big baby…" The alpha let out a satisfied huff of air, easily leaning down despite Vi's protest and pecked a gentle kiss on her sweaty forehead. "Proud of you darling."

Caitlyn pressed her forearms against the old mattress, right next to Vi's head, effectively caging her in. "Give it a second, you'll feel good soon. I promise."

Caitlyn ignored the next hurl of vulgar insults that spewed out of her sweet lips, not particularly interested in humoring or encouraging that sort of behavior. Her body shook from how good Vi's pussy was contracting around her cock. She wanted to move already, but chose to stay still instead, loved the feeling of being inside too much to disturb it just yet.

Something was bothering her though, the alpha couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off, that she missed something crucial. Sure, she was huge, but all the unremarkable omegas she'd bedded in the past never had any issues when it came to taking her large cock. For someone as strong and spirited as Vi, this should have been an easy feat for her.

"Take it out—feels like you're ripping me—" Vi sobbed weakly, her pretty face the same color of her reddish pink hair. "Take it out!"

"Wait a minute…" Caitlyn glanced down between their legs where they were perfectly connected. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first, but the hot faint scent of metal hit her nostrils before she saw it. A light thin streak of red dripped down from where Caitlyn was penetrating her.

Blood.

Caitlyn's eyes widened with sudden understanding, "You're a virgin."

"No fucking shit Sherlock," Vi retorted, glaring at the alpha through her teary eyes. Clearly feeling better, she turned her face to the side so as to not look at Caitlyn. Chest heaving with every shallow breath she took, slowly grew steady as the omega put herself back together from the initial pain and tear.

"Never had virgin pussy before," Caitlyn replied with a small chuckle, shaking her head in disbelief. Never a fan of the pointless baggage that came with the act of taking an omega's first. Certain things were expected, boring considerate things that Caitlyn held no interest in. She preferred omegas who were already broken in and knew the drill.

But because it was Vi's whose cherry she'd just popped, that changed everything. The alpha felt something different shift within her, a certain warmness that made her cock twitch within Vi. "And you've never had an alpha before."

Caitlyn grinned, puffing her chest with immense pride at what she'd done. Never desired to be Vi's first, didn't even consider that to be a viable option. Especially not with her Stillwater sentence, Caitlyn wasn't oblivious to what happens to omega prisoners in that hellhole.

A surge of affection flooded Caitlyn's body, she reached up to touch Vi's face, but the omega wasn't having it.

Of course not, Caitlyn humorously thought to herself.

Quick to slap her hand away, a simple gesture that took tremendous effort in her weaken state, Vi gritted her teeth in defiance. "As if I'd ever submit to alpha trash.

Caitlyn tilted her head at her strong spirit, partly amused, but mostly aroused to have someone challenge her for a change. Perfect.

This made the alpha happy.

She reached for her again, quicker this time, roughly gripped Vi's jaw. Slim fingers easily tugged her face closer until their noses were nearly touching, "We'll see about that, won't we pup?"

"Fuck you," Vi scoffed through a heavy breath, glaring straight at Caitlyn. Her watery eyes were threatening to spill once more. Desperately trying appear strong and stay angry at the alpha as if her pheromones weren't growing stronger and sweeter the longer Caitlyn stayed buried in her pussy. Not immune to her omega nature.

The alpha smirked, "It's the other way around, pup."

Before Vi could have a chance to deny or come up with a witty retort, Caitlyn stayed true to her word and painfully dragged her cock out of the omega's incredibly tight pussy until just the head was in.

"Ahh—" Vi's body jerked at the sensation, her biceps bulging with tension as she tried to swing her arms up in a last ditch effort to fight the alpha off.

Unfortunately for her, the pull of gravity was still stronger.

"Lovely," Caitlyn mumbled quietly, mostly to herself this time. Her sharp eyes were trained on her cock, covered in a mixture of omega slick and her own precum, it glistened with a thin layer of blood. Irrefutable proof that Caitlyn was the only owner of this lovely pussy. "You're mine."

She tighten her grip on Vi's face, indifferent to her defiance as she slowly pressed her cock back in where it belonged, fascinated by the way her large thick appendage disappeared into the dripping folds. The immediate squeeze of her vagina was absolute fucking bliss, swallowed her dick so perfectly. So much better than what she could have possibly imagined, Caitlyn'd never experienced a pussy as exquisite as this one.

Only one thing Caitlyn knew for sure, this was it for her, no going back to how she was before meeting Vi.

She will never take another omega ever again.

"That thing fucking hurts!" Vi cried out in pain with a sharp breath, her body convulsing under the alpha's watchful stare.

"But you take me so well," Caitlyn said condescendingly, slowly released her face and brought her hand down to her precious neck. Letting the pad of her thumb rub Vi's jaw until it reached the jugular vein, the rapid pulse giving away more of the omega's fear. Fuck.

"It's okay darling," The alpha reassured with a sultry voice as she slowly pulled her length out, watched the way Vi's face shifted and reacted to the movement. She leaned her face down to the crook of her neck, peppering gentle kisses of encouragement. "Soon enough, you'll love it."

As soon as that last word left her mouth, she snapped her hips forward until she was buried to the hilt.

Vi screamed of course, but that was to be expected. Not like her pussy would quickly mold to her cock from a few simple strokes.

These kind of things took time, but that was more than fine by the alpha. They had the rest of their lives to get used to each other, so she was in no particular rush.

But holy hell did it feel amazing to break in the omega in herself, never knew the joy of what she was missing out on until today.

"That's it, keep squeezing me, love," Caitlyn groaned into Vi's ear, hips inadvertently moving faster and faster the longer she kept going. Slowly but surely, it became easier to push in and out of her pussy as it surrendered to its fate, all thanks to the wetness that couldn't seem to stop.

The slapping and squelching sounds of their coupling just a little louder than her heavy breathing, the best kind of music. "Fuck just like that!"

"I hate you, fucking hate you," Vi cried out, her sweet voice pleasant despite the profanities.

Still trying to free herself, she was slowly gaining some mobility, but Caitlyn was quicker. She wrapped her arms around her waist, trapping and holding her arms still with an iron grip. Her cock faltered for a second in the struggle, but it continued pistoning in and out of her like nothing had happened.

"Quit lying to yourself," Caitlyn playfully reprimanded with a low groan that slipped from the back of her throat. She nuzzled her face into the crook of her neck where the alluring scent gland called to her again. Taking a deep breath of the delicious scent, her mouth watered as her hunger grew.

More.

Despite her lack of consent on the matter, Vi was changing. Her pheromones to be exact. Subtle and slow, the sweetness grew heavier.

Stronger.

More potent and charming, they pulled Caitlyn deeper into the lustful haze.

Something primal and almost angry, it had the alpha growling a possessive snarl when Vi tried to wrangle herself free once more. Not as amused by her antics as before, the sound low and deep, the poor woman's pussy clenched around her cock for dear life.

Vi couldn't help herself and the alpha didn't blame her at all.

"Stay still!" Caitlyn snapped. Her hips continued thrusting, slowly setting a deep and rough pace that touched her cervix every other time. Her cock twitched whenever she pushed in, loving the omega's insides and oozing so much precum that it was leaking out of Vi's entrance.

The long sensational strokes were amazing against the perfect velvety walls of Vi's vagina. Her perfect pussy never failed to suck and welcome the alpha's cock. Her body continued to betray her, it understood exactly what they both needed.

Vi could cry and deny it all she wants, but her body was honest, it responded and told Caitlyn all her secrets. Like how much she loved getting fucked and filled by the alpha.

"Cait, fuck Cait!" Vi cried out to her, she managed to free her hands a little. They were clutching Caitlyn's waist, attempting to push her off still but all she managed to do was rip the alpha's shirt. "Stop this, fuck please stop!"

"So good, you're so good for me," Caitlyn murmured against her neck and began sucking on the skin, tasting the salt of her sweat, she nearly rolled her eyes back.

The alpha grunted out a few groans of pleasure. Thrusting her hips harder, Vi's delicious scent spike for a second every time the head of her cock graze that special spot inside her. Clenching the alpha harder than ever, it became clear that she was closed, fuck Vi was close. "This is what you were made for…"

"No…" Vi pathetically whimpered in protest. Her spirit strong, but still couldn't help herself from feeling just as good as Caitlyn. Her body helplessly betraying her. "Please, fuck, please I don't want to, not like this—"

Her voice broke into a scream, her frame arching against the alpha, the unwanted tremors washed over her in wave after wave as the alpha's cock forced her to come undone. Her pheromones flowed freely out of her glands, taking on a fragrant as sweet as flowers and her pussy clenched so much harder than ever around Caitlyn's erection.

"Vi—" The alpha gasped despite herself. She bit her lower lip, trying to hold off her own impending orgasm a little longer but it was futile. Her body betraying her as well, the pressure on her cock too much, the sensations and aches palpable, it traveled all throughout her body with a numbing effect.

"Fucking take it!" Giving into the glorious sensations and instincts, the alpha let out a deep growl before sinking her teeth into the heavenly scent gland that had been tempting her since they arrived in this god forsaken undercity.

In that moment, Caitlyn did the only other thing that made sense and slammed her hips forward a final time, buried all several thick inches of her cock into the most perfect pussy she'd ever had.

Intense pleasure overwhelmed all of her senses, from Vi's potent pheromones to the way her pussy gladly accepted her, Caitlyn almost missed the small pop as something large slotted into place.

Her blue eyes widened as Vi screamed, a pitch so loud that Caitlyn could only hear her own heartbeat in her ears for the next several minutes. Mouth and teeth still mounted into the scent gland, Caitlyn bit harder. Drawing and tasting her blood, the alpha let out a possessive growl as she forcefully claimed the omega as her own once and for all.

Knot be damned, it didn't matter to Caitlyn that it was locking her in place or that she was already shooting her thick creamy load, she continued to pump and press her hips forward as if nothing had happened. She wanted her cock to be buried in as deeply as it possibly could.

Caitlyn panted and grunted at the sensation of Vi's cervix pressing against the head of her cock, felt herself spill out more heavy spurts of her seed. No doubt in her mind that it was filling the omega's uterus to the brim if the forming swell on Vi's lower belly was anything to go by.

Vi, for her part, clung to Caitlyn's shoulders for dear life, fresh tears streaming down her pretty face until she was pressing it against the alpha's neck. Her quiet sobs muffled, unwillingly taking in Caitlyn's scent for comfort as she was thoroughly and forcefully bred. The unwanted orgasm, knot, and all that came with it was too much for her, it all pushed the poor woman well past her limits.

Caitlyn eventually stopped moving, loosened her arms from around Vi’s shaky form but couldn't bring herself to let go completely. After making sure that the claiming bite had indeed taken hold, she began licking the fresh wound clean.

She huffed out a pleased breath as she glanced down between them to see that not a single drop of her cum was wasted this time. Good.

"Shhh, it's okay Vi, you did so good darling," Caitlyn gently soothed the omega, praising her for a job well done and planted a small kiss on her pretty pink hair. "Don't cry pup. You're perfect, just like this."