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I squirmed uncomfortably, pressing my thighs together in an attempt to keep the liquid that was oozing out of me from dripping down my legs. The stupid fucking boxers were no use in concealing anything. I knew what was happening – between stealing suppressants, having them provided by the Guard, and finally being able to afford good ones on my own, I hadn’t had many heats, but I’d had a few. What I didn’t understand was why it wasn’t going away. It was clear from the beginning that waiting it out wasn’t an option. A heat after years of being suppressed would be far too long to wait out – even outside of the dungeon, it was dangerous. In here, where every fucking minute counted, I really didn’t have the time.
I’d reached out to my friends at the first signs of heat. With the race changes we’d all undergone, few of my inner circle were still… biologically compatible. Many of the races didn’t have secondary sexes at all. Some crawlers had opted to change theirs when given the option. A large number of alphas and omegas had chosen to become betas, fearing how a rut or heat would affect them in the dungeon.
It was something I’d worried about as well, but the Primal race didn’t come with a beta option. I hadn’t liked the idea of changing myself anyway. My father had been an alpha. He’d hated that his son, the spitting image of him, was an omega. It was something his friends had never let him forget, either. I’d always quietly taken pride in everything I’d accomplished, despite what he’d said about my future growing up.
There had been suppressants available at the beginning anyway. I guess they hadn’t told us they stopped working once your constitution was high enough, since they didn’t plan for many of us to survive long enough for it to matter.
Li Jun was both an alpha and physically compatible. Bautista and Li Na were alphas as well, but Bautista’s Tigran anatomy made him an “inadvisable choice,” according to Mordecai. I hadn’t questioned him further, having an inkling of what he’d meant from my unfortunate exposure to the realities of feline mating at Bea’s parents' house. Li Na wasn’t an option for obvious reasons.
It had been awkward to ask for Li Jun’s help, but he’d agreed immediately and without reservations. If we’d met on Earth, it would have been the best heat I’d ever experienced. He was an attentive, skilled partner. I’d come locked on his knot more than once. Before the collapse, just once would have started to alleviate the heat significantly. Our increased stats let us both go multiple rounds in just one afternoon. On the surface, my heat would have been over.
Here in the dungeon, it hadn’t helped at all.
Now I was here, standing in the Guild Hall and doggedly ignoring everyone except for Mordecai and Rosetta, who were throwing ideas back and forth to each other in a way that was not reassuring.
“Remember that I told you not much is known about Primals?” Mordecai was putting on a good face, but I could tell he was upset. As our guide and then manager, he usually had an answer or advice for us. It was hurting him that he couldn’t do anything to help me right now. “We think it’s possible you need another Primal to break your heat. There are a few races in the universe that can’t mate with other races successfully. No one knows enough about Primals to say for sure, but it’s the best theory we have.”
“You don’t have to mate to end a heat or rut,” I said flatly. There were no other Primal crawlers remaining. This could not be my only answer.
Mordecai shrugged and let Rosetta answer. “I won’t get into the biochemistry of it, but creating a mating bond and having sex with a compatible partner during heat or rut triggers the same hormone cascades. This is what breaks the biological imperative.”
Something flashed across my interface as she spoke. I tried to send the notification away, but it stayed stubbornly in view. The AI’s voice was saccharine as it read the quest description.
New Quest: Is It Getting Hot in Here?
You, Crawler Carl, have found yourself in a bit of a pickle. You’re in heat! Li Jun tried so hard – get it? Hard? – to help you, but he just wasn’t good enough. He’s probably going to have a complex now, since his knot couldn’t get the job done. It turns out nothing less than an alpha Primal will be enough for you. Isn’t that fun? Too bad there aren’t any other Primals in the dungeon…
Wait a second. There’s me! Daddy could be convinced to help - if you ask nicely enough.
Or you can suffer until the fever starts breaking down the proteins that make up your muscles and your body begins to metabolize its own organs. The choice is yours!
Reward: I’ve already told you bitches don’t get rewards. Isn’t saving your life enough?
“Goddamnit. God fucking damnit.” I turned on my heel and did my best not to stomp as I retreated to my room. My skin was burning, and I could feel sweat dampening my hair, even though I’d just taken a cool shower to wash off the fluids that had coated me. I’d chugged a glass of water, trying to replace the fluids I’d been rapidly losing, but was still desperately thirsty. Trying to drink a second glass had made my stomach twist with nausea, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep anything else down right now. I’d have to try and ration it.
Fuck. I could still wait. Maybe Mordecai or the cookbook authors could come up with another plan. I probably had a day, maybe two, before the damage being done to my body became serious. We didn’t have that long, though. I couldn’t afford to be out of commission for longer than I already had been.
Half a day had been wasted already because the goddamn motherfucking AI wanted to what, give me that quest at the right dramatic moment?
I fell on my bed and stared at the ceiling. Pressure built behind my eyes, and I tried to blink it away. I was not going to cry. Not for the asshole AI I knew was watching me.
“Fine. Will you please knot me so I can break this fucking heat and start killing outworlders again?”
New Achievement: Close but No Cigar
I do love watching you kill. Especially now that you’re getting the good targets. I said nicely, though.
Reward: you’ve got Daddy’s attention
I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. Someone had told me once that I needed to be better at picking my battles. I could waste more time raging against the AI, or I could give it what it wanted and be that much closer to ending this whole debacle. This wasn’t giving in. It was making the best of an impossible situation.
“Daddy, I need your knot. Will you please come and fuck me?” I ground my molars together, hard enough that something probably would have cracked had I not been in an enhancement zone.
There was a pulling sensation, like when we were teleported to production trailers, and I opened my eyes. I was in a bedroom, but it certainly wasn’t mine. The bed was much larger, and there was art on the walls. Art of me. My foot, crushing that first goblin. A close up of a gerbil bursting under my toes. Me standing in a forest, covered in gore from Claude Sludington, the toad thing we’d fought on the sixth floor, exploding after I’d swam through its guts. There were so many pieces on the walls, memorializing my worst moments in the dungeon.
“Oh, good boy. I knew you could be good, baby.”
I froze. What the fuck? That was my father’s voice. No, no, no. I jumped off the bed and raised my fists, gauntlet activating as I looked around. Even the AI couldn’t be so fucked up that it thought it would have sex with me in a simulacrum of my own father. I’d rather die, consequences be damned.
Alpha Carl leaned against the wall, casually inspecting his nails as if nothing important was happening.
“Do I have to tell you to do everything, Carl? You certainly don’t look like you want to be fucked right now. Get on the bed and get undressed for Daddy.” He looked up at me as he said the last word, lips pulling into a wide grin. This motherfucker.
I turned stiffly and unsummoned the gauntlet before pushing my boxers down. I didn’t have access to my inventory, wherever we were, and couldn’t just unequip my remaining clothes. Naked, except for the jewelry which I thought the AI probably liked anyway, I kneeled on the bed, back facing the AI. Drawing a deep breath, I steeled myself and dropped to rest on my forearms, turning to glance at him as best I could.
“Please give me your knot.” I didn’t need to fake the pleading in my voice. His pheromones were hitting me now, so much stronger than Li Jun’s had been. It was like the world had been muted, and now my senses were exploding, somehow, impossibly, heightened even more by the presence of a compatible alpha. My hole clenched around nothing, slick dripping from it like a fucking porn star.
Big hands ran down my calves, fondling my feet, thumbs digging into my arches and pulling at my toes. My skin burned where he touched. I didn’t get any relief from this, though, and spread my legs further, dropping my back into an even deeper arch to try and entice him into doing his fucking job. One hand let go of my foot and ran up my calf, over my thigh, and roughly grabbed an asscheek, pulling to expose my hole even more. His thumb dipped close, rubbing right at the edge of my entrance.
“Please, Daddy.” My voice cracked with a whine as I begged. I felt so, so good under his touch. I hated it. It wasn’t enough.
“Not like this,” he said, drawing back. I snarled. What more could he possibly want from me?
He wrapped his hands around my sides and flipped me over onto my back. I blinked in shock – no one had ever done something like that to me before. No one had been capable – except for Li Jun, who was far too gentle to manhandle me like that. My heart beat faster, whether in excitement or fear at finally being pitted against someone stronger than me, I wasn’t sure.
“I want to see your face as you fall apart for me, baby.”
“You have to touch me to make me fall apart.”
“Oh sweetheart, I’ll touch you alright. And I’ll fuck that attitude right out of you.” He drew both my arms over my head and tied my wrists together with – something. I couldn’t see where he pulled it from, but it was soft. It felt almost like ribbon, though when I tried to pull my arms apart, it became clear that it was very, very strong. He leaned over my face, drowning me in his scent, while he did something else with the ribbon. When he leaned back, I tried to move and realized he’d tied my arms to the bed.
I could feel my heart beating against my ribcage now.
“Shh, baby,” he cupped my face in both hands and rubbed his thumbs over my cheekbones, “Daddy’s here. I’ll take care of you. You don’t need to cry yet.”
Fuck. I hadn’t even realized, but he was right; tears leaked from my eyes, almost cool on my feverish cheeks. I was so hot. So empty. I didn’t think I could take it much longer.
Luckily, I didn’t have to beg for his touch. He traced his fingers down, over my throat, across my chest, briefly toying with the nipple rings. He was gentler than I expected. One hand rested on my chest, thumb brushing back and forth over a nipple, as the other continued down. He curled his hand, scratching his nails over my stomach. Too light to leave a mark.
He left my chest alone and brought his second hand down to press my hips down into the bed. The nails scraped across my abs, going lower and lower. He reached my cock, and rested his hand over it for a moment. His eyes met mine, gaze thoughtful.
“I’ve been wondering why male omegas retain a fully developed penis after their secondary sex presentation,” he said, almost clinically. “Did you know a male omega in heat gains no satisfaction from penetrating someone? It still releases endorphins. It feels good, but they can’t orgasm from it. Heat can only be broken by taking a knot. Locking on it. Your Earth porn sites had so many videos exploring that. It’s considered cruel, of course, to prolong heat on purpose. I admit, I hadn’t paid much attention to it all until your situation came up. Watching those poor omegas being ridden over and over, their empty holes aching. Oh, I think I discovered something about myself. Do you think Primals share that same quirk of biology?”
My heart dropped as he moaned. I knew what he was talking about, of course. It was talked about more, with a rise in non-traditional relationships. There were wearable toys that went over a dick and could simulate a knot just for that reason. But he was an alpha – or at least he was inhabiting one. Surely he wouldn’t be interested in making me fuck him.
I gritted my teeth and hoped desperately that none of this was being broadcast.
“I need you to fill me, please.” I widened my legs and tilted my hips up, hoping that he would be even half as affected by my pheromones as I was by his.
He inhaled sharply and I grinned. His hand left my cock and slipped lower, slipping through the fluids that were making a mess of me. I rocked my hips against his hand, as much as I could, and felt the tips of his fingers slip against my hole. I moaned as they did, and his gaze sharpened.
Yes, I wanted to say, pay attention to the omega that’s in front of you. Under you. Forget about your stupid videos and theoreticals. All that came out was a broken, moaning, “yes, yes, yes.”
Two fingers dipped inside of me, gliding easily. He watched them intently, mouth dropping open slightly as his fingers started to make an obscene squelching noise as they pumped in and out of my hole. He added a third finger, and I groaned.
“I’m ready, please, I can take it.”
“I know you can, baby,” he soothed. “Daddy just wants to watch you for a little bit.”
My chest heaved, and I pulled uselessly on the ribbon restraining my arms. The fever was still rising. I was burning, and it was all concentrating in my groin. My cock twitched, uselessly, and my hole pulsed around his fingers, trying to pull something, anything into me.
He added his pinky. Four fingers sank into me, as deep as they could go. He stilled, just holding them there, and moved the hand that had been holding me down from my hip to the mattress, leaning over me. I waited, panting, for him to move. To do anything. When he just knelt there, watching, I started to move my hips. Fucking myself on his hand.
“I need your cock,” I gasped. “Please, this isn’t enough.”
“Good boy, you’re almost there,” he crooned. He pulled his fingers out of me and brought them to his face. He licked them clean, one by one. I could see his pupils dilating, the hormones in my slick affecting him. He reached down, grabbing one of my legs and pushing it up to my shoulder. I moaned and pushed into his grip, feeling even emptier now.
He held his cock at my entrance, the tip just barely dipping in. I didn’t have much leverage, with only one foot on the bed and my arms tied, but I tried to push myself down onto him. It was right there. If he’d just fuck me, I could be done with this torment. I felt like a spring that had been wound too tight, and if something didn’t happen, I feared I might just snap.
“Please, Daddy. Fuck me.”
It felt like salvation when he pushed into me. He slid in slowly and inexorably, until his balls were resting against my ass. Sparks went off behind my eyes. For just a moment, the heat started to abate. He held himself there, grinding against me. I clenched down on him, trying anything to get him to fuck me instead of teasing me even more. He laughed, head thrown back and throat exposed, and started to move in short, shallow thrusts. Half an inch out. Back in. It wasn’t enough. The fires came back, worse than before.
I tried to find a rhythm on his cock. Squeeze, relax. Squeeze, relax. A parody of the contractions my hole would go through when I orgasmed on his knot, milking it while we rode out the tie. I can make you feel so good, I wanted to say. Can’t you feel how good it will be?
“Clever boy,” he huffed. He pulled out, almost all the way. Just the head of his cock rested inside me. I whined – how the fuck did he have this much self-control? Most alphas would be mindlessly humping their omega at this point. The heat inside me just continued to build, my mind unable to focus on anything except getting the alpha to fuck me.
Finally, he slammed back in. It knocked the breath out of me, and I think I said something. Made some sort of noise, but I couldn’t tell you what it was. He grabbed my other leg, pushing it up and mouthing at my foot. It seemed like he was finally falling into the same fervor I was, though, and he started fucking me in earnest.
I felt like molten lava, muscles and tendons melting into the bed, barely held together by the shell that was my body. The AI fucked me with a steady, hard rhythm. I was boneless in his hold, finally getting what I needed.
He leaned down. We aligned perfectly, of course, and his lips met mine as the weight of his body pressed me into the bed. He kissed like he wanted to consume me, tongue mapping the back of my teeth until I couldn’t breathe. When he pulled away he held my lower lip between his teeth. He sat back, forcing me to follow with the hold on my lip. His teeth scraped over my skin, alpha canines threatening to puncture. I whimpered, unable to cry out or pull away. Blood welled up and he released his bite, sucking it off my lip.
“Tell me how much you love your Daddy’s cock, omega,” his voice took on a slight drawl, washing over me like ice water. For just a moment, I felt fully lucid again. His voice, for all that it was my father’s timber before, had that odd, slightly manic, accent the AI usually had. It was taunting me now, slipping into my father’s accent.
“Fuck you,” I snarled, trying to get a leg free to kick him. My bound arms were useless. He leaned down, hands on my legs, using his weight to keep them immobilized. Without warning, I took advantage of the proximity to slam my head into his face as hard as I could.
The fucker laughed. He didn’t shift at all, hips fucking me through it all. His mouth was bloody where his teeth had cut his lips in the impact, and he kissed me again, blood dripping into my mouth.
“Sorry baby, but it’s just so fun to tease you. Your violence is beautiful.” He dragged his lips across mine, to my cheek and down my throat. He licked at my skin as he went. His tongue found one of my mating glands and laved at it, over and over.
Any lucidity was gone. I arched off the bed, simultaneously trying to get his cock even deeper in me and his teeth in my skin. He obliged, nipping at the skin all around my neck, but never biting down. He let go of one leg, letting me drop it onto his shoulder, and reached down to grab my cock.
“Ah, ah, please,” I cried. I was so sensitive. He palmed roughly over the head of my cock, one finger toying with the slit, threatening to dip in before he grinned at me and started roughly jerking me off. His hand slid smoothly, the copious slick I’d been producing having gotten everywhere. I shuddered and squirmed underneath him. It was all so much.
He laughed at me. “Is that too much, baby? That’s alright, you don’t need me to touch your cock right now anyway, do you?” Mercifully, he let go and brought his hand back to my leg. He twisted to lick my foot again, sucking a toe into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. Even that triggered an electric reaction, and I involuntarily tensed around his dick as he slobbered all over my foot. Finally, he pulled off of my toes with a pop, pushing my leg down again. He focused on fucking me, steady and deep, thick cock giving me the perfect friction and unerringly hitting my prostate. I stopped trying to concentrate, the heat fogging my brain too much anyway, and reveled in the sensations.
God, I was so close. I was so close. This would all be over soon.
"Are you ready for me, baby? Are you ready to take Daddy's knot?" He said the words directly into my ear. His hands tightened around my legs, folding me even further in half as he thrust into me.
My pride was long gone, lost in the fires of the heat. At that moment, I didn't even care that it was my father's voice moaning in my ear. I needed release more than I had ever needed anything in my life.
"Yes, yes, for fucks sake, please," I cried out. Already, I could feel the knot swelling at the base of his cock. I wanted it inside me. I needed it inside me.
Alpha Carl growled, his thrusts speeding up. I was mindless with need, my hands clawing at the sheets above my head, my entire body soaked in sweat. Fire tore through my veins, consuming me, burning me alive. I was so goddamn close.
"I -hah- have a better idea," he said. I snapped my attention to him. I knew that tone. That was the AI's "I'm about to fuck your shit up and laugh as you struggle" tone, the one it loved to use when introducing quests that were about to ruin all our plans.
All thoughts of what the AI could be planning flew out the window as Alpha Carl moaned long and loud, shoving his cock in as deep as it would go. Yes. I would finally be sated, I would finally be free of this horrendous fucking desire.
Except, at the last moment, he pulled out.
His knot swelled inside me, except he wasn't fully seated. I screamed as my entrance was mercilessly stretched, further than I thought possible. He'd pulled out just enough so his knot rested halfway inside me, stretching my asshole out to an excruciating degree. I felt his cock pulsing inside me, filling me up just like I needed, but he hadn't fucking locked himself inside.
No no no no no- It wasn't going to be enough. My muscles spasmed with the aborted orgasm. I sobbed and I shook as the AI started moving, fucking my hole with the massive goddamn knot at the base of his cock. Oh god, oh god it hurt. It hurt so much. I needed more.
I tried desperately to shove myself down onto his cock, to pull him in deeper and lock him inside me, but Alpha Carl just held me down tighter and continued slowly fucking me with his knot.
"Please, please, please, Daddy, please. God, please, I can't take it, please!"
"It's going to be ok, baby. Daddy's got you. You can take it," he murmured. He was staring at me intently, eyes blown wide.
"No no no no no, please, please fuck me, please knot me, please," I sobbed.
He didn't. He wasn't going to end this. He was just going to keep playing with me until the heat finally killed me. After a few minutes, I finally collapsed completely, too exhausted from the tension of being on edge to keep myself up anymore. My muscles twitched and spasmed. Yet still I burned.
The knot was starting to recede, the horrible stretch letting up. It wasn't until it fully shrunk that Alpha Carl finally buried himself inside me again. My chest shook with sobs. Fire licked through my veins, erasing any hope of stringing together a coherent thought. I was vaguely aware I was babbling, an incoherent string of please and no and more more more.
Alpha Carl leaned down and kissed my forehead. He let go of one of my legs to push my messy, damp hair from my eyes. He kissed me then, and I was helpless to do anything but open up for him, push up into him. I whined, the sound muffled by our kiss, as he started fucking into me again.
He broke the kiss, biting my lip as he pulled away. "Fuck. You're so loose now, sweetheart. Such a loose. Fucking. Slut." He punctuated each word with another thrust, each one slamming into my prostate and driving me even more insane. My ass and thighs were completely soaked in slick and in the cum leaking out of me, each thrust of his cock making obscene wet slapping sounds.
"You know, I don't think Alpha Carl here is going to be enough for you anymore. You won't be sated with just this one little knot."
Oh god. I stared up at him in horror. His mouth, my mouth, split into a wide grin.
Another voice suddenly rang out from the side of the bed, startling me. I knew that voice. It belonged to Growler Gary, the gnoll from the 4th floor that the AI had previously taken as a host.
"Let's see if that greedy little hole of yours can take two knots at once, hm?"
“No, Daddy, no. Please.” I couldn’t do it, I’d rip apart. Alpha Carl’s knot had felt huge as it stretched me. Gary was already naked, one hand languidly stroking his cock. It was thin and tapered at the end, but even thicker than Alpha Carl’s at the base.
Gary came close enough that I could see his eyes. They weren’t the dark brown they were on the 4th floor, but a luminous blue.
“We can warm you up some more first, baby,” he soothed. His grin was unsettling in the gnoll form, lips pulling back to reveal a mouthful of long, sharp teeth. “You can take me like this, and I can ride you. Won’t that be fun?”
“Please, please just knot me,” I begged. I thought I might be hyperventilating. I thought I might die if this didn’t end soon. Alpha Carl pulled out of me, murmuring in soothing tones as he untied the ribbon from the headboard, freeing my arms but leaving my wrists tied together. He pulled me up and into his lap, tucking my head into the crook of his neck.
I took in deep breaths, self-soothing with his pheromones.
Growler Gary settled onto the bed behind me. I felt his nose at my back, long tongue licking stripes up my back, groaning as he lapped at my sweat. He worked his way up until his snout was on the opposite side of my neck from Alpha Carl. He mouthed at my shoulder, and I froze as vicious canines threatened to puncture deep into my skin. If he bit me, he could tear me into pieces.
Fuck my fucking biology. Adrenaline rushed into my veins from fear and stoked the fires of my heat even higher. I rocked my hips, into Alpha Carl and back onto Gary, desperate again for something to fill me.
“What a little whore, can’t go a minute without being fucked can you?” Gary slid two fingers into my ass, long claws threatening to rip me open. He thrust a few times, just enough to have me moaning again, and replaced his fingers with his cock. “Oh, you are loose, baby. You’re taking my cock so easily, such a slut for your Daddy.”
He held my wrists behind my back and pulled me into his chest as he leaned back against the headboard. One clawed hand reached around to hold my cock. I tried to rock my hips, and he changed his grip to press the tips of his claws into the underside of my cock. I froze, holding my breath as I tried desperately to stay still.
“Naughty, naughty,” he tsked. “You’ll wait for what I give you.”
I’d lost track of what he was doing as Alpha Carl until Gary’s hand let go of my wrists to take a hold of my chin, turning my gaze to the other body. He was perfunctorily fingering himself open. I blinked, wondering why the alpha wasn’t getting ready to fuck me. What had he said? And I can ride you. Oh fuck.
Alpha Carl crawled back up the bed to straddle me. Gary’s hand held my cock steady as Alpha Carl sank onto me. He wasted no time in sliding all the way down, until my hips were flush with his ass.
“Fuck,” he groaned, “it’s a shame most of the alphas on Earth were so damn uptight. They were missing out. Oh, baby boy, you feel so good in me.”
He started to move, up and down, hole tight and warm around my cock. At the same time, Gary finally started fucking me.
I felt like a livewire. Like my entire being was a raw, exposed nerve. Every sensation was too much. I squeezed my eyes shut just to block out one sense. Growler Gary’s claws bit into my hips as he moved me, effortlessly pushing and pulling my body so that I rocked up and down on his cock. Alpha Carl moved in the same rhythm. Perks of being the same mind, I guessed. They wouldn’t even need to talk aloud as he took his hedonistic pleasure from my body.
Alpha Carl was hard again, and he tore the ribbon from my wrists so that he could take one of my hands and wrap it around the base of his cock.
“This is what you want, isn’t it? Such a little knot-whore.” He curled my fingers tighter and guided my hand up and down his length.
Behind me, Gary stilled, resting his snout over my shoulder so he could watch. He reached around, claws tracing the base of my cock as Alpha Carl continued to fuck himself on me.
“Any other time we’d have to put a ring on you, right, baby? Bet you’d blow your load at the first taste of getting to fuck a nice warm hole.”
I shook my head, wanting to protest. I wasn’t a virgin. I’d fucked plenty of people. This was different, though. God, it was the best fuck I’d ever had.
“Do you feel good, baby boy? Can you feel how good your hole is?”
“Huh?” I whimpered as he tightened his fingers around the base of my cock, and punctuated his questions with a hard thrust.
“Poor slut is too cock-drunk to think,” Alpha Carl grunted. He tightened meanly around me, sinking all the way down and grinding on my cock. “This is your hole you’re fucking baby boy. Doesn’t it feel like heaven? Wish I could keep you here, leashed, just a hole and a cock for me to use whenever I want.”
“No no no,” I cried, overstimulated and terrified at the thought. “I have to – I have to go back. Go back and - ”
Fuck. I couldn’t think. My brain was full of fog and fire, neurons misfiring. There was something important. Something horrible that I had to help with. I had – friends? There were people I should be helping right now.
“Poor omega,” Gary crooned. “All you have to do is take my cock.”
He started to fuck me again, harder than before. I cried in relief. All I had to do was take this, and everything would be better.
The heat was building again. I could feel Gary’s cock swelling, and I shoved my hips back and down as much as I could, trying to get every inch inside me. God, it was bigger. Bigger than Alpha Carl’s knot. It was going to feel perfect when I locked on it. I trembled as I fucked myself back on him, little gasps escaping my throat.
“Please, Daddy, please, I’m so close, please.” My voice broke and cracked as the desperation in my blood built and built.
Gary grunted and fucked into me with sharp, shallow thrusts. One of his hands slid down my back, claws teasing my rim as his knot swelled. He rested his forehead against the back of my neck and groaned.
“No!,” I tried to scream, but the air caught in my lungs. He was doing it again, letting his knot inflate at my entrance, stretching my rim impossibly far. “I can’t, I can’t, it won’t fit. Please, Daddy.”
Alpha Carl gently wiped the tears from my face, though they kept falling. He leaned down and licked at them. “You can take it, baby. We have to get you ready to take us both.”
I sobbed and tried to shove myself further onto Gary’s cock. They both held me in place too strongly, and all I could do was shake in between them. Gary started to move in tiny thrusts, rocking his knot in my hole. Coming so close to slipping all the way inside, giving my body what it craved, and then moving away.
My skin burned and my muscles spasmed. It hurt now, the twitch of overworked and overheated muscle fibers struggling to stay intact. And still, I was on the precipice of orgasm. Gary started to soften and let my body fall back onto him fully. I turned my head, nose nestling into the soft fur of his neck, and sobbed. Alpha Carl picked up his tempo, riding me harder and harder, chasing his own orgasm.
I blinked dumbly at him when he wiped his cum off my stomach and brought his fingers to my lips.
“Suck, baby,” Gary whispered in my ear. “It will help, I promise.”
I parted my lips and let Alpha Carl slide his fingers inside. I couldn’t muster the energy to suck on them. He pressed down on my tongue, wiping the cum from his fingers. My mouth filled with saliva, and Gary brought his hand to my throat, running it up and down, stimulating me to swallow.
“So good, baby boy,” Alpha Carl kissed me. They were right, some protein or hormone in his cum blunted the edge of the pain, bringing my heat back from the brink of consuming me in totality.
Gary pulled a water bottle from – somewhere – and tipped it into Alpha Carl’s mouth. He took a mouthful and kissed me again, feeding me water like a damn baby bird. I stirred, and they repeated the strange little ritual until I was rejuvenated enough to start squirming on the cock that was still nestled inside of me again.
“Almost there, baby.” I wasn’t sure which one of them said it. Maybe they said it together.
His knot had deflated, but Gary’s cock was already hardening again. They moved me like I was a toy doll, and I let them, too tired and desperate to resist. Alpha Carl reclined below me now, and Gary pulled out, quickly replacing his cock with Alpha Carl’s. Slick and cum dripped out of me as they moved. I was too delirious to even be self-conscious about it when Growler Gary shuffled backward and started licking my thighs clean while Alpha Carl started to move me up and down his cock, gently. Slowly. Almost lovingly.
“Good, good boy,” they crooned. Gary’s tongue worked around my rim, dipping in and out next to Alpha Carl’s cock. The fire in my blood started to build again, exhaustion forgotten as they worked me up to the edge again.
Gary, careful of his claws, pushed two fingers into me. They went easier than they should have, with the large cock already filling me. My rim was so loose from stretching around his knot.
“Ah!” He’d pulled his fingers away and guided his cock in next to Alpha Carl’s, knocking the breath out of me. The tapered end of it slid into me easily, but my rim, even as loose as it was, protested as he pushed his full girth in. He waited for me to relax. Alpha Carl wrapped a loose hand around my cock, pumping it slowly. It felt – did it feel good? My skin felt like it was burning under his hand. Every nerve felt like it was being electrocuted as he stimulated me. I didn’t want him to stop.
Gary had pushed deeper into me while I was distracted. Oh god, oh god. This was more than taking one of their knots. I couldn’t do it. I thought I’d die if they didn’t fuck me, though.
“Please, please, please. Daddy. Daddy, I can’t,” I sobbed. I wanted to be good for him. I wanted to cum. But surely this was too much.
“You can take it, you can take us both,” Gary growled into my ear.
“You took both those knots so well, you’re such a good boy,” Alpha Carl murmured, lips brushing mine.
They were holding infuriatingly still. I sobbed and pushed myself up with trembling thighs, dropping back down on their cocks with a moan. Again and again, taking them deeper each time. I was shaking with the effort.
“Daddy, Alpha, fuck me. Knot me, please.”
Finally, they started to move. One pushing deep as the other rocked back. Neither said a word. He didn’t need to. Trapped between the two bodies, being fucked like this, I was overwhelmed at the power of the AI. It had been easy to pretend it was two different people fucking me before. Not one, awe-inducing, Primal.
“Alpha, alpha, please,” I felt like a contained explosion. The Doomsday Scenario, forever on the cusp of detonation.
“Just one more thing, sweetheart. We’re going to bite you, and you’re going to bite us back, ok? Then you can have our knots.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted. Finally, he’d knot me. My heart was fluttering in my chest, working overtime. I thought it might give out if they didn’t hurry up. “Now, please, Daddy.”
“Good boy,” he said. I thought the voice might have been in my head, because two sets of teeth were biting down on my mating glands. Alpha Carl’s blunt teeth dug in on one side, while his enlarged canines punctured my skin. They bore down, crushing the small gland and releasing the venom it contained. He sucked at it hungrily, his own saliva mixing with my blood and diffusing through my system.
Fuck. Growler Gary bit down on my other side. His teeth slid easily into my skin, canines going down to the muscle. I could feel his tongue probing at the larger wounds, coaxing more blood from them.
I panted. It felt so good, I was so close. Gary’s knot started to swell, and he ground deep into me. It was so good, it wasn’t enough.
“Please,” my voice broke as I begged.
Alpha Carl tugged at Gary, pulling him forward. He released my skin with a growl, but leaned over me so that I could reach the juncture of his neck and shoulder. “Bite,” one of them ordered.
I did. I had to bite down hard to get through his skin. The venom from his mating gland finally flooded my mouth. It felt like swallowing a sparkler, tingling in my mouth and down my throat. Before I could lose myself in it, I was yanked away. Alpha Carl shoved my mouth onto his bared neck, and I complied immediately. It had felt so good to bite Gary, and his knot was nearly seated in me now. Alpha Carl’s was growing, too. I was so close to falling over the precipice that had been beckoning me for what felt like an eternity now.
I bit. I felt my teeth sinking into his skin, practically tearing him apart. Blood and venom filled my mouth, and I swallowed, an insatiable hunger growing within me. I shoved my hips down at the same time he fucked up into me, his knot locking inside.
Holy fuck holy fucking shit. It was so much. I thought I should be screaming, but it felt so, so good. No one had ever been as close as we were now, I thought. Gary’s knot was so deep, Alpha Carl’s right there with him. I shook and cried as my muscles contracted around them, milking their knots as they flooded my insides with cum, and finally, finally, locking around them.
My vision whited out and I couldn’t breathe. The fire was receding, leaving me burnt out and tired. I went limp, head dropping forward to rest on Alpha Carl’s shoulder.
The last thing I heard before passing out was one of them murmuring. “Good, good boy. Daddy’s going to give you such a good reward for this.”