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So it was finally happening.
Louis had woken up feeling overheated and needy and just not quite himself. It was a day he had been anticipating for awhile now so it really came as no surprise. He was just thankful that he was a bit of a late bloomer and this was happening now and not several months before. There had always been an anxiety bubbling within him about his first heat. Their alpha was older, gruff and straight to the point. While he made sure their pack was healthy and thriving, caring on a personal level was not in his nature. Louis felt dirty every time he thought of being mounted by such an older wolf, one that could easily have been his father. In fact, he had taken power shortly after Louis was born so it wasn’t an exaggeration.
Now his oncoming heat brought butterflies to his stomach with an excited anticipation.
It hadn’t been long since their new alpha had assumed the position of power in their pack and it had been a surprisingly peaceful transition. It was the first indication that things would be better, that things had changed, that Louis didn’t have anything to fear.
There had been murmurs trickling through the pack for a while that an opportunity for a new alpha to challenge the old was opening up, everyone wondering who would rise to the occasion. With their customs and traditions, it was difficult to hide the shortcomings of their alpha in his older age. Most of the pack gathered to watch mating sessions so when a heat passed without a pregnancy, the virility and strength of their alpha was immediately in question. That was the first sign that it was time for someone new.
There were so many knotheads that Louis knew that were itching to challenge their alpha. It made him ill to think of any of them knotting him full of their pups and getting a sick satisfaction from doing it. Urge to breed was not what made a good leader. The pack would become a mess in no time with that attitude. Breeding the pack’s bitches was just a small part of the job, a way to make their pack stronger, to pass the best genes on to their offspring. Louis wanted to be proud of the pups he would carry.
And then there was Harry, a prince charming of sorts.
Louis had always found him to be a very handsome but quiet wolf. He skirted the edges of the pack, polite and never aggressive with the other young males who always seemed to have scuffles amongst themselves in power plays. Some were surprised that it was Harry who stepped up but to Louis it made perfect sense. He didn’t want a showy wolf that hid behind false vibrato, he wanted a wolf who was confident and rational. That was exactly what Harry was.
It had been a calm transition in the end. The pack had gathered for a mating, most growing bored with how long it was taking, some even wandering off when their alpha’s inability to knot was becoming apparent. It seemed like time came to a standstill when there was movement in the clearing, everyone holding their breath as Harry emerged and confidently approached the couple like he was meant to be there.
Louis had heard stories about all out brawls, brutal attacks that came with the fight for power. Their alpha even had scars on his body from the fights of his youth to maintain his place in the pack. It went very differently for Harry. He padded up to the mounted alpha almost casually and as if it was just a formality, bit the scruff of the older alpha’s neck to pull him off the omega in heat.
The pack whined while they snarled and nipped at each other, the timbre of the sound setting the whole pack on edge. Harry stood his ground and slowly advanced until the old alpha was pushed to the edge of the clearing, nearly crawling on his belly in submission. Louis had never heard of an exchange of power that let the old alpha live, even if the kill was just symbolic the other was never left alive. But Harry was different and let the defeated wolf slink away, cowering in his humiliation. Harry let him live.
The pack was yipping and howling around him, the others who had wandered off swiftly returning to witness the drama unfolding. Harry stalked in a circle around the edge of the clearing, shoulders squared and held high, neck extended in a show of dominance. He was a handsome wolf with sleek brown fur, healthy stature and bulky in all the right places. Louis found it quite arousing. The red tip of Harry’s dick was peaking out from his furry sheath when he started to scent the waiting bitch, rubbing around her in circles as he made a display of his new position.
Several other contending alphas tried to approach him but he shut down every attempt with an ease that oozed dominance and control. It nearly felt like the scene before him was setting off Louis’ heat with the wetness he felt collecting around his hole. He rubbed himself against the grass, whining at the feeling. He nearly lost himself when Harry’s eyes snapped directly to him, licking his chops as he held eye contact for several long seconds. Surely Louis’ mind was just playing tricks on him, though. There was no way Harry would take notice of him, just one omega in the sea of their pack.
Harry growled before finally mounting the bitch in front of the pack. There was a moment of silence before the noise around him picked up again, different emotions bouncing around being projected by different members of the pack in different vocalizations. The deep red of his penis could be seen from Louis’ angle as it appeared from it’s sheath, strong thrusts moving it closer to the bitch’s entrance. It only took a few searching jabs until it found what it was looking for, driving into the wet hole with purpose. Harry’s furry hips began jackhammer thrusts, his muscular thighs and legs working while his front legs held her in a vice like grip, pulling her back onto his penis. She had yelped out as he penetrated her, initially trying to pull away before going pliant in his hold.
It felt like mere seconds before his hips were nearly still, his knot locking tightly within her to seal in his seed. Harry’s tail was raised just enough for Louis to see his balls, contracting visibly in pulses while he bred her full. He had seen this same scene many many times before in his life but this was the first time he noticed the details, the first time he wanted to notice the details, the first time he found it so arousing. He wanted to be that bitch, he wanted to be bred by Harry, he wanted it right then.
After a few minutes Harry shifted and maneuvered one hind leg over her hips so they were locked ass to ass. He bared his teeth in a snarl, growling menacingly at any males who dared tried to approach him in his vulnerable state. Louis was surprised at how vicious he could seem after appearing so docile before, after letting their previous alpha live. It was intimidating but thrilling to Louis.
When Harry’s knot finally popped out, Louis’ jaw dropped at the sight of the still engorged penis falling to hang between Harry’s legs. It was long and thick and glistening wet, still spurting out small bits of semen that marked the ground. He took a strutting victory lap around the circle to show off his virility and it had Louis’ mouth watering. The pack all dropped to their bellies in submission as he passed, accepting their new alpha with respect.
While the rest of the pack began to drift away from the clearing now that the drama and the mating was over, Louis hung back in the shadows. He watched as Harry flopped down onto one hip, raising the other hind leg and twisting his head down to start licking at his red veiny penis to clean himself. Louis continued to look on as it shrank and slowly disappeared back into his sheath, oddly fascinated with the sight. Being a rare male omega, his anatomy was a bit of an unexplained mystery. During the odd times that he shifted into his human form, he appeared as a normal boy. He had a fully functional penis and balls and he made good use of them in that form.
His wolf, however, was much different. His dick was only there as a way to piss, lifting his leg rather than squatting like the female wolves did. He lacked any other functional aspect, though. He didn’t have anything that extended or got hard and he didn’t have a knot to pop. He also lacked a pair of balls bulging out from under his tail. In their place he had genitalia more similar to a female. No one knew the reasoning behind his strange gender, it was just the way it was when it happened.
Pheromones were surging with a new alpha in place and many of their pack’s omegas were being triggered into heat. Nightly Louis watched as Harry bred every one of them, many of those days even more than one. He seemed to never tire, knotting each bitch with the same enthusiasm as the one before. Louis never missed one of them, eyes zeroed in on his knot and then gazing at the rest of his features after they were tied. Harry really was an absolutely gorgeous wolf. Louis could never look away.
It was strange for Louis. Without the same anatomy as a human, he hadn’t yet been able to experience being penetrated the way he was longing to. He could feel himself oozing slick, his hole pulsing to grip onto something but still didn’t know what that would feel like. It wasn’t possible to maneuver sex toys as his wolf or very difficult at the very least. He didn’t want to find himself in such an embarrassing position. Sex amongst members of the pack was strictly forbidden, only the alpha allowed to breed. It wasn’t worth being exiled just to feel something sliding into his hole. It also meant the alpha doing the deed would lose his balls or worse and Louis didn’t want to be responsible for that either. But there was also something thrilling about their alpha being his first, especially now that their alpha was Harry. He could imagine that first thrust, painful yet satisfying while the whole pack watched on. They would be a beautiful pairing, of that he was sure. He wished he could watch it as a spectator as well when the time finally came for it to happen. It filled his every fantasy when his mind drifted off, getting a good look at Harry’s engorged penis each and every time it swung heavily between his legs after he pulled out of another omega. Just the weight of it hanging there made him crave it.
When it finally came, he recognized the early signs of his first heat right away. He tried to pace away his nervous energy by trotting around his den but soon the shifting of his slick hole became too distracting. He plopped down and tried to lick at it but it just became thicker the more he swiped away with his tongue. It was becoming too much for him to just wait it out. The urge to grab the attention of their alpha was also growing stronger and he needed to search him out.
The other wolves turned to watch him pass as he moved around their territory, no doubt giving of the scent of the position he was in. He kept his tail held high to let his pheromones flow freely and attracted a string of younger males trailing behind him in the process. He could smell Harry close before he saw him, whining high in his throat as soon as he caught a whiff of it.
Harry rose from his spot on the ground as Louis approached, nostrils flaring and lips raising to reveal his teeth while he scented the air. Louis whined and dropped to the ground at his feet, twisting his body as he rolled over and presented his belly to their alpha. Harry acted indifferent but Louis could tell it was just part of the dance, the ritual. Harry was still scenting the air, his tongue flipping out to wet his nose more rapidly than normal and that gave him away.
One of the younger males started to inch a little too close and that was when Harry broke, snarling and snapping a warning at the wolf who quickly retreated back into the bushes. Louis took it as a form of praise, as acceptance of the prospect of mating. If Harry had rejected him, he would have had to leave the pack. He couldn’t remember a time when that had happened.
With that, Louis hopped up and began to run away from the alpha. It was all for show, his speed not even close to how fast he could travel if he had really been trying to get away. He was starting the chase and if Harry engaged with him, it would mean more than just a routine mating. Their alpha didn’t bother with mating rituals for all the bitches and Louis knew he would be embarrassed for having the guts to even prompt them if Harry didn’t reciprocate. Part of him was even scared to look back to see if the alpha was following him. Because of that, the nip at his hind leg caught him off guard. He nearly stopped dead in his tracks and was shocked to find that Harry had taken the bait.
He felt a cool nose press against his sex, the alpha scenting him in his most intimate places where it was the richest. His warm tongue lapped against him, swiping away the gathering slick there. Louis whined with need, torn between letting himself be taken and pulling away from the overwhelming sensation.
Louis turned his head to nip at Harry, taking off to trot away a few feet. This would be the real test but without hesitation, Harry was right on his heels. Harry nosed along his fur, rubbing his whole body against him. He rounded him multiple times until Louis could smell the alpha’s scent sticking to his own fur and he delighted in the feeling of being owned, being claimed. Harry mounted him in a mock mating, letting Louis get used to the weight of his body on his back. It felt amazing, better than what he imagined and it pained him to pull his body away but it was expected. They wouldn’t actually mate until he was at the height of his heat and the whole pack was there to witness that the pups were their alpha’s.
The two skirted around each other all day, nipping and flirting with each other until Louis didn’t know how much longer he could take it. He could feel his sex swollen under his tail and the fur around it wet with his slick and the swipes of Harry’s tongue. The urge to be bred was becoming overwhelming but Harry had yet to give in to what he wanted.
The sun was low on the horizon when Harry finally led him to the clearing. The alpha let out several long howls to summon the pack and paced around Louis who could do nothing but stand there panting in the thick of his heat. Harry was pacing around the circle, identifying any threats before they began.
Louis was nervous and felt strange with so many eyes on him but he had been fantasizing about this for ages. He couldn’t wait for Harry to slide into him, to fuck him full of his pups, for his knot to tie them together.
It wasn’t long before Harry was nosing at him again, licking at his sex like he was starved for it. Louis had never seen him so intense before mating but thought that maybe it was just his heat addled mind exaggerating things.
He didn’t have a lot of time to think about it before the weight of Harry’s rib cage was resting on his back, his front legs gripping him just in front of his hips like the strongest bear hug. He wouldn’t have been able to get away if he tried. The movement was immediate, waves like the ocean rocking him until he felt the hot poker hit the thin fur under his tail. He raised it out of the way and squared his feet, feeling himself engorge with the alpha so close.
The moment it hit the target was hard to describe. It felt like his body was drawing it in as soon as it pierced through his hole, plunging in with a long extended motion that happened fast. The temperature was scorching like it had been pulled out of an oven but it felt heavenly as it plunged deep. The thrusts were hard and fast after that, everything he imagined yet not at the same time. Harry’s dick didn’t start out thick as he imagined it would, instead steadily growing in girth as it pounded into him. The alpha’s hips were also warm as they surrounded his own, cradling his hind quarters like a heavy blanket.
Louis began to whine when he felt the alpha’s knot popping in and out of him as it started to swell and it began to burn with the stretch. He tried to pull away from the feeling but Harry kept him held tight in his grip, his hips moving forward to follow every time Louis was able to take a step. Louis whined and then a thrust with extra momentum pushed the knot into place and the quick expansion of it took his breath away.
Harry’s hips continued to move with his knot snug, the size of it shifting and making Louis’ whole body quiver with the sensation.
And then he was being flooded with hot cum, each rush accompanied by a noticeable spasm of Harry’s thick cock. If he were human he knew he’d be moaning but instead he whined, his whole body rocking with satisfaction better than any orgasm he’d ever felt. He didn’t think he would be able to feel Harry filling him but he was surprised that he could, a heaviness settling inside him were Harry’s seed was pooling. There was no doubt he would be knocked up from just this once.
Harry stayed on top of him until his legs felt fatigued from holding his weight, the alpha not turning their tie tail to tail as he usually did. He felt another thrust forward and Harry bit down through his fur to the skin at the base of his neck, holding it there until Louis was pliant for him. Harry was taking him as his mate.
It was the role of their alpha to breed their pack but an alpha usually took one omega as his own. He was asking Louis to be that omega. He could have cried at the overwhelming honor it would be.
Louis submitted to the request easily, lowering his head and whining in response. The pack was yelping their approval but it sounded muted to his ears, just the rush of Harry surrounding him overwhelming all of his senses.
Harry slipped out after a while and rubbed around him in comforting circles. Louis was exhausted and curled up on the ground at his alpha’s feet who stood guard over his new claim. Louis had never felt so happy.
After a while Louis could feel another wave of heat rising inside of him. Normally just once would suffice but with the alpha lingering it was keeping it alive. Harry was growing restless and soon began nosing at Louis to get up. Harry was ready to go again which was something most of the bitches never got. Louis smiled to himself as he raised to his feet. Louis was going to get the whole night.