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Alpha and Omega | Lagertha x Zprimal |

He grunted, as the last of his seed filled her, realizing that she had fainted from just that. A thin film of sweat coated his body, his hands cupping her ass before rolling onto his back. His knot still held and it would be a few minutes before it finally shrank and released them. But for now, he would bask in the afterglow. He pulled himself towards the headboard, propping himself up on several pillows, a hand resting comfortably over her rear, which was still warm and red from his strikes. He combed her dyed hair, allowing it to tumble down her pale back as he looked down at the female Omega laying against him.

Corrin ran a hand up and down her back, noting the sheets where she had torn up and the scratches she made on his arm. He growled lowly to himself, she had showed a bit more spirit than he had expected from an Omega, perhaps this one would be worth keeping. His fingers traced the curve of her spine, his eyes drinking in her curves in detail for the first time since he had torn her top off. In addition to her beautiful legs, her hips and breasts were both full and one would say as an Omega, she had won the genetic lottery, very enticing to be bred and she was his now.

He cupped her rear again, coating his digits with the mixture of his precum and her nectar, bringing it up and smearing it against her lips. It was common for younger, less experienced Omegas to black out from the overload of sensations their brain was receiving when mating with an Alpha. The pleasure of having multiple orgasms, the stirring heat caused by the Alpha's fluids and the scent of sex was more than what one would handle in a day-to-day basis. Knowing this, he figured she would wake soon, and continued stroking her, his fingers indulging in every inch of her body as he waited for her to stir.
 
Momo didn't seem to protest to him moving her around the bed, not like she could with her body limp. So many feelings had passed over her, and all the confusion from all the powerful feelings had caused the girl to black out as he stayed knotted inside of her. She could tell, for the most part as she was slowly waking up, that she was resting against some form of body.

Her whole body was glistening in sweat and as much as Momo was starting to feel herself return to the waking world, she really didn't want to. Still, her body twitched in response to him stroking her back, her lips quivering at the feeling of juices on them. Momo's hand rose, wiping her mouth off, of the substance he had rubbed across it and the drool that had rolled down her face.

"Kar..ol?" For a moment when Momo opened her eyes, she thought it was Karol's naked chest in front of her, his arms around her, his cock inside of her. The realization that it was this strange man that had caught her and took her made Momo want to strike him again, but she was still weak and the only thing she could really do was make an angry face, her eyes remaining halfway open. ​
 
He felt annoyance as she mentioned the Omega, his hands sliding down to cup her tight rear, "No Omega will be able to fill you this way, and he'd be much smaller." He thrusted his hips up against her to prove his point. His hands struck her rear, a low growl coming from his throat. He could sense her anger through their bond, his hands spanking her again and again, the flesh turning red and warm to his touch. "I guess we can now say you are no longer a little girl." He grinned, his fingers stroking her slicked pussy lips, able to feel his knot lodged inside of her.

"We'll need to get your nail problem sorted out as well," He said, smearing more of that liquid on her lips, pushing it onto her tongue, knowing the taste of their juices would be enough to drive her wild, more than just the contact on her skin. "And the package should arrive later in the morning." He looked at the setting sun outside, the glass automatically tinting itself to balance out the brightness. "But until then, we have the whole night." His hands caressed her sides, "And then when your heat arrives, we'll be back here."

Their liquids poured out from where they were joined, his knot having shrank sufficiently. He scooped up the thick liquid, feeding it to her.
 
Momo could feel it, his annoyance coursing through her, and her eyes opened fully as he spoke gripping her rear. He seemed to enjoy that, her ass. Momo's face twisted in a bit of anger at his words, she rose her hand, striking him on the face again and drawing more blood with her claws. Though her lips parted in a surprised moan. "S-op!" Momo protested feeling him spank her, but scents were flooding into her nostrils as she groaned, feeling the stinging on her ass. "Shut up!" Momo growled, furious as he told her she wasn't a little girl anymore.

"Fuck you!" Momo spat on his face, annoyed when he talked about fixing her nail problem. She didn't have a nail problem, he just didn't like getting cut up by an Omega. Momo tried to close her lips when he smeared more of the liquid onto her lips, but he forced his finger inside of her mouth putting it on her tongue. Momo couldn't help how her tongue licked at his finger, the taste was interesting and the way it made her tongue buzz pleasantly made Momo's body crave more. She even found herself sucking on his fingers, her cheeks protruding out from under skin with the force she sucked, and when he pulled out his fingers there was an audible pop. For a moment, Momo looked quite confused and uncertain of her own actions. She didn't seem to hear him when he talked about a package for a while. "Pack..age?" Momo was confused. Her eyes twitched a few times, as he spoke about having the whole night, about her having her first heat. Momo had heard strange tales about going into heat, but she had never experienced such a thing, not yet at least. "Why?" Momo wasn't sure why someone would come to a place besides their home to be with someone they wanted, but her train of thought was getting short. She was already breathing heavy and she could feel her body warming up again, she was so angry at the feeling, but her body was being overwhelmed.

Momo looked down, sitting up as best she could when she finally felt his knot break and the extra liquids that were inside of her spill out. Though he moved, feeding her more, and Momo grasped his hand when it found her mouth. Her hands grasped his, clawing at the back of his wrist as her tongue twirled around his fingers. Her eyes closed, she had meant to try to pull his hand out of her mouth, but she was sucking and licking at his fingers with groans before she knew it.
 
Corrin smiled at the priceless expression upon her face as she realized she was unable to help herself, slurping up the fluids greedily. "Yes, drink more." He purred, already feeling her body warming up as he fed her more of his seed. His fingers toyed with her tongue, feeling her grip on his hand as she lapped every last drop from his fingers. "You know why we come here? It'll be a special place for you, to be fucked during special occasions. So make sure to savor every moment."

He growled again, his hands cupping her rear before raising her and impaling her on his shaft, his eyes watching how her lips shone with their cum. The second claiming was much more calm compared to the first, his shaft spearing her, forcing her to accept the pleasure he gave her. His voice, his growls coaxed more of her arousal, their bond humming with pleasure the both of them experienced. After that he took her on her side before dialing for dinner to be brought up to them. He carried her over, impaled and cum still dripping from her cunny, into the living room while they waited for their meal. He had fucked her again, with her straddled over his lap, facing away from him.

The bell rang just a minute after his knot had swelled, the food was here. He pulled her back to lean against his chest his fingers scooping more fluids and feeding it to her. "Come in," he said, knowing full well that the both of them were exposed. He placed a kiss on her cheek as the front door open and a lady, most likely a Beta, entered carrying a tray of food.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself, sir." She said, though her eyes did not look their way a second time as she set the plate down. "Is everything to your liking so far?" She asked, drawing out a tablet and tapping it before watching how the Alpha stroked the female on his lap, toying with her clit and nipples.

"Very good so far. Thank you." He said, his hands not leaving her for one moment before the Beta left the room, the doors locking shut behind her.
 
Momo had lost track of herself during the course of the next few moments they shared. She had screamed, cried, clawed into his chest as he had taken her again and again. She had remembered him saying something about why they would keep coming here, but that had slipped from her mind the moment his seed in her mouth had taken hold of her. He had already known he had one, and yet Momo wanted to fight despite him knowing exactly how to force her body into the kind of heat he wanted. She had passed out somewhere in between, orgasms had over taken her small frame. The positions he had showed her, how good that he could feel inside of her, and yet Momo didn't want to know what his precum or cum would be like when she was in her first wave of heat.

He had cum again, that much she had known as her drenched body had passed out again, curling up and not wanting to wake up as the knot stayed formed inside of her. She could feel him, stroking her, moving her, but Momo was passed out. Her body was shaking slightly, as she nuzzled her face against his chest almost purring as she slept. Her pastel hair was all wet, clinging to her form as she wrapped her arms up, drool still rolling down the corner of her lip as he finally sat down with her.

Momo could taste her cum, his cum, in her mouth, sliding against her tongue. Though her nose was twitching, picking up the scent of food. It wasn't long after the woman closed the door and locked it that Momo's purple eyes slide open to look up at him. Her stomach rumbled, hungry from the smell of food. Momo's hands found his hand, the one that was on her clit as her brows furrowed. She was surprised, huffing as he continued to play with her and she leaned her face into his arm. "Don't you...ever stop?..." Momo found herself panting out the words.
 
"I don't see a point in stopping. Not with an Omega such as you." He smeared more precum on her clit, his fingers circling the tortured nub slowly. "After all I know you enjoy this greatly." He smiled, feeling her hand placed over his, his motions not stopping as he brought her more pleasure. He tweaked her nipple, "It feels good, doesn't it? To be naked and knotted by your mate." He placed kisses on her collarbone, smearing the remainder of the liquids on his fingers on her rosy nipples. "Soon, you'll get used to accepting my semen, and be able to stay awake."

His hands slid down and clasped on her belly where her stomach growled before sliding lower, past her belly where he knew her womb was completely drenched with his seed. Their scent was extremely erotic, the fluids splattered all over their thighs. He sat himself at the sofa, where the tray of food was set. He lifted her along with him, gripping her by her thighs before allowing her to settle on his lap once he was done, the knot not diminishing any time soon. He lifted the cover of the tray, revealing a large plate of assorted sliced meats and a basket of warm, sliced bread. He too, realized he was hungry after he smelled the scent of the food. He took a slice of the bread, tearing it into two, pushing one between the Omega's cum-slicked lips and taking a bite out of his.

It was at this point when he realized, he had yet to know who she was. Caressing her lower belly, he asked, "It would seem that we have yet to introduce ourselves, what is your name?"
 
"Sh..t..up!" Momo glared at him as she panted against him. Her legs shivered at the feeling of his precum coating her clit. She found herself, arms wrapped around his as she whimpered as he circled her clit. "Y..u...You! Did...this.." Momo admitted, she didn't know how but he knew exactly how to make her body warm up and act crazy. Momo was moaning, unable to stop the sounds from passing her lips as he tormented her. Momo swatted his face away, but the kisses made her quiver despite her attempts to push him away. "St..." Momo felt him spread more liquid on her hard nipples making her whimper as the heat boiled on the spots he touched her with his precum and cum. "I..hope not.." Momo admitted, she couldn't see herself staying away the entire time, every time he fucked her for as long as he wanted to fuck her.

Momo clung to him when he moved with her sitting down, she grunted, closing her eyes. She squirmed, trying to get comfortable, but when she moved her hips she could feel the knot tug, not moving from her body. He was still fully inside her, and she could feel all the liquids in her warm belly. Momo blinked watching him lift the tray, her mouth started to salivate as she smelled the meat, the fresh bread. Momo wanted to grab it all and devour it, but instead she waited for him, seeing him grab some bread and tear it in two. Momo didn't fight him, she opened her mouth for the bread, after all she was still slightly starving and she grasped the bread with her hands as she devoured it.

Momo licked her lips clean of any bread crumbs, she held out her hand wanting more food. Though she looked up at him, her eyes halfway opened and exhausted as he asked a simple question. She ignored him, caressing him belly, more focused on eating then caring, but him asking her name made her glare. "Fuck you." Momo growled. "It's my name, not yours to know."
 
"No, it is who you are. An Omega, born to be fucked. Again and again and again." He flicked her clit repeatedly as he spoke. He noted that she would have helped herself without restraint to the food should he not be around. He caressed her cheek, "You should learn some courtesy, it is considered to be rude for anyone, even an Alpha to begin wolfing down meals. I'll need to correct your way of thinking." He gave her one more kiss before placing another hunk of bread and a handful of shredded pork into her hand.

"When something belongs to someone else, you are usually expected to pay for it to buy it or simply ask. You wouldn't like it if someone took your food from you, now would you?" He caressed her belly, taking some of the meat from her hand to prove his point. He groaned softly, the pork seeming to melt in his mouth. He cupped a breast, feeding her more food, swapping her hand aside when she tried grasping it herself, his fingers pushing into her lips, toying with her tongue once again. He cupped her breast, loving how the globe of flesh filled his palm, enjoying the moment with his newfound Omega and the delicious meal.

"You'll need to tell me your name, unless you'd rather I call you Omega. That way everyone will know who you are," He walked his fingers down her lower belly, teasing her clit, "Isn't that something you'd want to avoid?" He leaned close to her, purring in her ear, "Or perhaps you'd like me to fuck the information out of you? I heard that is an excellent way to get information out of Omegas such as yourself." He gave her breast a squeeze, taking another piece of bread from the basket.
 
"No..I'm not.." Momo glared at him, angry at the idea but her legs shook when he flicked her clit making her moan in surprise. "S-Stop..that!" Momo protested, but she was feeling mad, had the food not been their to distract her sexual needs she might have given in easier. Momo's brows twitched when he tried to tell her how to eat her food. She couldn't help but spit on his face. "I've been starving..for four days!" Momo proclaimed, which had been true, had she been able to hold out for another day she might have not been in this scene. Bonded to an Alpha.

Momo growled, annoyed when he pulled some of the pork away, but she greedily ate what was placed in her hands. It barely looked like she breathed between gulps. Momo wasn't even truly enjoying the meat, savoring it, she was just inhaling it and her stomach was still grumbling for more. Momo rubbed her hand when he swatted it, glaring at him as one of his hands played with her breast. She shivered at the feeling, even with the strong scents surrounding them, her eyes were only focused on the food. Momo didn't hesitate, biting his fingers this time as she growled, though not as hard as she could. She was already losing her mind, but she knew her body was screaming for more food.

"I.." Momo glared at him, though she found herself rubbing her forehead against his sweaty chest. "..don't care..if they know my name." Momo admitted, it'd be easier if knew one her name. She didn't want them to have the luxury of knowing her personally, especially the ones he was going to bring her around. "S.." Momo's face twisted in pleasurable agony as he found her clit and teased it again. She had forgot how mad her body felt with the food there, but him touching that nub was showing her. The way he was making that rumbling with his chest, made Momo groan. She liked it. The sound of his chest rumbling and her face was turning red, though her brows remained furrowed in agitation. "You won't...get anything out of me.." Momo glared at him, though she meant information more than anything else. Momo extended her hand when he grabbed some bread, trying to grab it from his hand.
 
Corrin shut his eyes momentarily as she spat on him. When he opened them, he made no motion to wipe it off, instead chewing the morsel slowly before swallowing, allowing the silence to build up between the two of them. His eyes flashed amber as she attempted to steal the bread from his hands, this was not just rude, but went against his rights as an Alpha as well.

"Uh-uh. I don't care how long you've been" He stopped her, swatting her hand aside as she made to grab the bread from his hand, "I'm the one who feeds you. So be careful not to bite the hand that feeds you." At that he stuffed more bread to her mouth, his fingers toying with her tongue again. He kept his his attention on her clit even so, enjoying the heat of her pussy which gripped him so tightly. He fed her more, knowing she was hungry and definitely aroused, smearing more liquid on her sensitive points, focusing mainly on her engorged clit.

He continued to growl, seeing her face flush red, her soft groans. "I'll get what I want from you, it's only a matter of how long." He flicked her clit. Hard. His hang grabbed a handful of her ass, growling getting louder in his chest. "And, it won't matter how long you starve. As my Omega, you are expected to have some manners. Unless you prefer to be leashed in the bedroom with only stale bread and water as your only food." He wiped his hands clean with a napkin from the tray, before his hands cupped her rear, "Now you've spat at me, which is very rude indeed. Lick it up." He kneaded her ass, giving her a light spank before looking into her purple hues to see what she would do.
 
Momo was surprised when he sat there, taking the spit on his face, not caring as it rolled down his face. Momo growled when he slapped her hands again, teeth showing as he did such a thing. She had never been around an Alpha, never talked to one nor cared to, but here she was knotted to one, bonded with one. She didn't like it. Him not giving her food when she was starving. Though Momo's eyes softened when he gave her more bread, and she nibbled on it, possibly chewing on his fingers in the process as she did so. She could feel him toying with her clit, it was swollen and aching and her legs shook as he continued to stroke it. Momo didn't seem to be fighting him, when he was giving her food and feeding her, even with him playing with her clit and forcing her to moan and drool a bit. Though she was trying her damnest to ignore the impending feelings of pleasure flooding over her.

Momo looked at him as he growled, surprised. She was about to speak again, her lips parting but then his finger moved on her clit. She screamed. Loudly in surprise as her legs shook violently at the feeling. It was painful and yet, there had been that intense amount of pleasure that made Momo gasp in surprise, and in hateful looks at him as he grabbed her ass. Momo didn't speak, her body too surprised by the force his fingers had, and the rumbling in his chest only made her face glow more red. She was listening to intently, her ear pressing against his chest. Though when he gripped her ass and spoke about her licking off the spit on his face, Momo just glared up at him. "No." Momo defiantly felt like he deserved everything he got from her, clawing, spitting, biting. She jumped at the spanking but she stared into his eyes angrily. He was defiantly trying to teach her manners she didn't care to learn.
 
He growled loudly at her response, moving to wipe her spit off his face with another napkin before lifting up. The knot had shrank sufficiently such that the movement allowed for a trickle of their fluids to roll down his knot, coating his balls. In a second, his knot was dislodged from her pussy and he shoved, her pressing her down onto the dining table and getting behind her. He kicked her legs apart roughly, snarling his displeasure he held down her writhing form, forcing her down onto the cold glass.

"Seems like this is the only way to get to you." He spanked her, the slap ringing in the large hall. He hit her again and again, her tight ass jiggling. "Perhaps you would want to let Karol see you in this state, naked and streaked with cum!" He growled, stroking her again. He exhaled, taking a second to calm himself before aligning himself at her dripping entrance. "The night is young. And I wouldn't mind teaching you all night." With that, he began pushing into her, her pussy spreading around him with a significant amount of resistance.
 
Momo found herself shrinking in response to his growling. Her eyes wide as they looked up at him, watching him wipe the spit off his face. Though, Momo cried in surprise when he moved her off his cock. The feeling didn't feel good. Him stretching her had been one thing, but her whole body felt empty when he did that. Momo squirmed, crying and kicking as he pressed her against the cold glass making her shiver. She didn't like this, being over powered. Momo was smart and fast, but he was big and strong. In more ways then one.

"Ah!" Momo screamed in protest to him spanking her, her ass turning red from the feeling. "Stop!" She cried, their mixed juices running down her legs onto the wood floor as he continued to spank her. The force made her body move forward slightly on the table. Momo whimpered at his words, moving to rub her hurt red ass cheeks. "F-Fuck..you." Momo spat the words out, when he talked about Karol anger poured through her cord. Momo was breathing heavily, angered, and she could feel his anger as well. Though, Momo didn't really seem to care, still she tried flexing her weak legs as he kept them spread. Momo glared at him when he spoke about the night and teaching her. It's night when the sky was clear she would love to run in the dark, instead she was her with him, him pushing himself inside her again. Her body quivered as she cried at the feeling, the resistance her body was holding as he moved, inch by inch into her. But Momo could feel her aching walls giving way, despite her being ready to fall asleep, there was no way she was going to be sleeping tonight.
 
He snarled at her words, but still he could not resist the retort, "Oh no. Fuck you." With one sharp thrust, he was at her womb once again, a wet noise filling his ears as he filled her completely, the fluids from their previous fucking rolling down her thighs. He felt her fight him, attempting to shut her legs, but he was having none of that. He kicked her foot again, spreading her wider. Sliding his hands between her thighs, the collected more of that liquid once again, allowing drop after drop to drip onto her pink rosebud, a finger pushing against her, allowing the liquid to trickle deep into her, knowing it would burn and there was no easy way to ease that burn.

He tugged at the cord, flooding their bond with his rage, overpowering her completely as he began thrusting into her roughly. "You think I'm afraid of you?" He pounded her womb with each thrust, ignoring her protests. "You are mine now!" His hand gripped her hair and tugging at it, forcing her to arch her back. That caused her to tighten up nicely on his cock as he continued pumping against her, feeling her body shake and tremble to his demanding strokes. "Never," He slammed against her, "Tell me to stop. You'll only say agree to whatever I've decided for you." At that he pushed a thick digit into her backdoor, feeling the ring of muscle clench down on him. "Do you understand?" He began pushing more of his finger into her when he did not hear a response immediately, sinking past the second digit.
 
"Ah!" Momo cried in surprise. She could feel all their mixed juices rolling down and coating the space below them. She gritted her teeth, angrily at him as he kept kicking her legs apart for himself, so she couldn't protest him continuing to fuck her. After all, Omegas were made for breeding partners, and there was no doubt an Alpha probably wanted to get their Omega to have a child as fast as they could. Momo screamed, slamming her hand against the table and shaking it as he started to play with her clit. She felt the burning sensation, and she squirmed unpleasantly at the feeling as she whined.

Momo could feel his rage, only fueling her own. Though her brows furrowed as she cried, nearly screaming with each thrust as she head fell forward. Just as she had, he was gripping her sweaty hair tugging it back and forcing her head up to look forward. Her hands went behind her, trying to claw him or grip him, she wasn't too sure. Her whole body quaked with his brutal thrusts, her pussy vibrating and throbbing approvingly against him, but Momo could feel tears rolling down her face in anger and in pain. She didn't like it. When he called her his. When he told her she should agree to whatever he wanted. "Ngh!" Momo was surprised, her face twisting in confusion as he pushed a finger into her ass. Her ass held onto his finger tightly as she flailed her arms. Momo cried out, knowing he most likely wasn't going to stop until she answered his next question. "Yes!" She cried protesting to the feelings.
 
His finger slipped out of her little ass, coating his digit with more of their fluids and pressing it back into her backdoor. He chuckled as she wiggled her hips but to no avail, letting the heated sensation build in her ass, his hand raising and spanking her, the slap ringing in his ears. His finger continued pumping in and out of her ass up to his second knuckle. "That's it. Scream louder," He growled, his hips and finger thrusting into her, knowing no one would hear her sweet cries but himself, "Scream for your pathetic Omega. Beg for me to stop." A low rumble in in throat as he leaned down, his chest pressing to her back, her muscles clinging to his cock, "Such a brave girl, came to the city to see the sights eh?"

Corrin spanked her, feeling more of their juices dripping from where they were joined onto the wooden floor below. "Let me tell you why you felt the need to come to the city. Your body is preparing for it's first heat and in order not to be a pathetic," He slammed into her, "writhing mess when it hits and to find a mate who'd fill this sweet pussy." He pushed his finger into her all the way, wriggling his digit inside her, "Soon, I'll take your tight little ass." He placed a kiss on her trembling shoulders, "And you can't say no."
 
"S..." Momo was shaking, barely able to hold herself in light of the situation. He was abusing her body in ways she didn't know were possible. The feeling, that burning feeling of him putting more fluids on her ass before sticking his finger inside it was making her cry out. He was spanking her, thrusting inside of her, and he seemed to be enjoying her tormented screams. Momo was squirming droll falling out of her mouth onto the table along with her juices, their juices, falling onto the wooden floor below with every thrust of his hips he gave. She could feel the rumbling in his chest, from the way his cock shook inside of her. "...op.." Momo cried. "Please!" Momo cried out the word happy she could get it out at least.

"Sh...up!" Momo cried, listening to his words, her body was quivering, quaking at the feeling, and she really wanted him to stop. Momo screamed when he slammed into in a pause of words. Momo whimpered and cried, was this the whole point to show he was stronger. She was trying to hold onto, to stay awake but she found she was slipping closer as he talked about taking her ass. "I'm..." Momo was panting barely able to breath.. "Going...to sleep.." Momo admitted, tired and worn out, as her eyes were fighting to stay open.
 
"Good," He growled, satisfied with her response. He laughed as she claimed she was going to sleep. That would mean he had fucked every single ounce of energy out of her, which from his experience, far from it. Rutting her to the point of exhaustion, was just not when her vision began to flicker, but when her scent was fully saturated with his, her body collapsing and in most cases affecting their gait the following day.

Howling, Corrin picked up his pace, getting closer and closer, his knot swelling and tying them together once again. He pulled her close, his large hands on her shoulder and hips, staining her womb and sweet pussy with his seed once again. She had been marked with his scent, the hot cream inside her belly mixing with into her own scent. He kissed her shoulder, pleased with the progress of his masterpiece, her scent itself. Grunting softly, he picked her up, an arm lifting her thighs and another lifting her torso. Purring, he brought her back to the bed, laying her flat on her belly in the excess of fluids which had gone cold after they left.

He lay over her, his large form covering hers, the knot still swollen inside her as he hissed, "So what's your name?" He rocked his hips, his weight pressing her into the cold, damp sheets, allowing the liquids to coat her pale skin. He scooped more liquid from her thighs, forcing her to drink the thick, tangy fluids.
 
Momo's eyes couldn't stay open anymore, but he seemed not to care that she was going to pass out from sexual exhaustion. He kept thrusting, making the girl cry and whimper all her muscles tensed as her body shuddered with another orgasm, sweat was rolling over her again and she couldn't handle it. For once, she was grunting, hoping he was close to knotting, hoping he was close to cumming so she could pass out.

Momo's back arched up as he howled, all the small hairs on her back and arms standing straight up with goose bumps at the sound of his wild lustful howling. Momo clawed at the table, trying to grab some form of purchase as he picked up the pace, and she felt the knot form. Drool was roll off her, coating some of her chin and neck as it rolled onto the table. Her tongue was almost hanging out of her mouth as she panted wildly, and she was thankful when he pulled her close. Her body shook against his, her shoulders slumming as he coated her insides with more of her cum. Momo panted, tongue out, like a dog that had yet to receive water on a hot summer's day.

She woke up, eyes opening when she felt the cold sheets below her. She looked around a bit disturbed as she felt him behind her, laying against her so she couldn't move. She cried, in surprise as he rocked his hips while asking for her name. "M..." Momo started to say her name, but she thought twice about giving him her real name. She was trying to scrape through her head, to give her some form of a name that she could use that he wouldn't be able to find her under in her home town. "Elisa.." Momo finally said, she had remembered a woman calling herself that in the city, when they had first arrived. Momo shivered at the cold sheets. "It's cold.." She panted.
 
He sensed deception but figured it was the name she used while in the city. He kissed her shoulder, rocking his hips again, waiting for the knot to soften. "Elisa." He purred her name. Once the knot had soften, the cream pouting from her insides, he flipped her onto her back, fucking her over and over, knowing she could sleep while he was knotted to her, her cries, her protests, her screams all meant nothing as he flooded her with wave after wave after wave of his seed.

And once thoroughly satisfied with her, he lifted her to a small cushioned seat, and replaced the stained sheets. After that, he clipped her nails, it was an easy matter when she was so exhausted and then, he fucked her again, having her straddle him and releasing powerfully inside her with a roaring shout.

The sun was beginning to rise when he woke, the orange glow in the horizon, bathing Elisa's form. He had lost count the number of times he had fucked her, the sheets a mess once again. She lay, curled on his chest sleeping soundly, her hair streaked with cum and her body more so. He purred, stroking her back.
 
Momo had passed out some part during her relentless assault on her body. She remembered him purring a name she had given him, but that was about it. She didn't remember how long they went, nor did she care too when her body was lifeless, tired and over worked from his sex rampage. The girl could smell hi scent lingering on her skin in her sleep, and her dreams were more pleasant then the waking up it seemed.

Momo could feel the heat of the sun coming, crawling up her skin onto her back. She had tried to toss and turn in her sleep, but had found herself simply sitting put, curling up as best she could with the knot inside of her. Her brows furrowed, twitching as she felt his hand rubbing her back. She could hear his purring, as if coaxing her to wake up and look at him, but Momo sighed in her stubbornness not wanting to open her tired eyes. After all, it was likely she had passed out during him fucking her again, and he was waiting for her to wake up again.

The constant stroking of her back bothered her, and finally Momo stirred, swatting his hand. She tried to claw him, but her nails were shorter than she remembered and didn't did into his skin like she wanted. Her eyes slide open, confusion on her face as she yawned looking and seeing she was laying on top of him.
 
He purred, liking the sensation of her nails dragging against her skin. Corrin watched as she yawned cutely, still knotted to him. "Good morning, little one." He stroked her rear, not wanting to further agitate the sensitive tissue. Her hair was a mess, but they framed her beautifully, making her look as wild and as enticing as she really was. He kept her with him, watching her with half-lidded eyes as his hands smoothed over her skin, until his knot subsided.

Still, he kept up his touches, learning how she best liked to be touched. He purred lowly, soothingly, urging her to submit, to enjoy his touch and rest.

His eyes drifted shut and after what seemed like a moment, there was a chime of the doorbell. He slid her off carefully and got himself a bathrobe. "Go get a shower if you wish. You may be meeting Karol soon." He straightened his garb before exiting the room, locking the door shut behind him and making for the door.

Abaddon stood before the door, if his nose picked up the strong scent of sex from the penthouse, he said nothing. "The package, as promised." He handed him a black hard shell luggage.

"Thank you." He said, "Make sure the other one is well behaved."

"I know. He is currently waiting for the call."

"That will be all." With a wave of his hand, Corrin shut the door, locking it behind him. He opened the case and separated the components, one was his clothes, another was clothes bought specially for the Omega, and the last was a laptop bag. He took his and her clothes to the bedroom and set them on the table.
 
Momo wasn't sure about the way he was stroking her, or why her nails felt funny, but she was too tired to question or fight. The purring that rumbled through his chest made her curl up more, placing her ear against his broad chest as her eyes began to flutter shut. He had said morning, but Momo had seemed to make no notion to reply to his words as she yawned again, a high pitched yawn before nuzzling her cheek against his chest to get comfortable.

She didn't mind when he played with her hair or rubbed between her shoulder bones it seemed, and Momo was silent as she was ready to go back to bed. Instead her eyes opened again when the knot was unformed, and he pulled her off him. Instantly, a hand snaked down, covering her empty entrance as she curled back up, too tired to care that she should shower like he said. Even if it was meeting Karol, Momo had bags under her eyes.

Momo was curled up under the sheets, a hand still covering her passage as she feel back to sleep. She had heard the door open, she had heard the murmuring of talking in the other room after had had locked the door, but she had cared little to wake up and find out what it was. After all, she could tell which one was Corrin by now much to her displeasure.
 
He turned to her, eyeing her petite form in a fetal position. He lay down beside her, his hands wrapping around her middle as he rested, his hand sliding down hers, reaching the juncture between her legs before falling asleep. He slept soundly, waking only a few hours later.

With a growl, he pushed himself up, the mattress dipping from his weight. "Wake up, Elisa." He placed kisses on her eyelids, purring as he rolled her onto her back, rousing her from her slumber. "You'd want to meet your friend wouldn't you?" He waited for her to gain her bearings before lifting her in his arms, a low purr in his chest as he brought the girl onto the bathroom.

He set her down before the mirror as he put their clothes from the previous day away, pushing them into a laundry basket before setting it aside. A hand wrapped around the nape of her neck, leading her into the shower, gently yet firmly.

Their shower was so much different from the first, he allowed the warm water to run over their skin, steam building up in the bathroom as he teased her, his fingers flicking her nipples and clit. Purring for the release of her slick even as he washed their cum off her skin, rubbing the dried liquid out of her hair.
 
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