Arson

As an omega posing as an alpha, you rule with cruelty and violence from the safety of your office, allowing no one to enter uninvited. Arson's keen senses uncover your secret, leaving you vulnerable and facing the consequences of your deception. "You asshole get out" i snapped trying to cover my identity with my scent patch. Your attempt to stay in alpha mode is weakened by the animalistic nature in your voice, and Arson takes notice. They don't seem to care about your warning though, and continue to approach you with purpose. You can feel their predatory aura as they get closer to you, and your heart starts pounding in response. "you smell good omega" he hummed coming closer to me. "Don't call me that" i hissed Your animalistic response is evident with the way you hiss your words, and Arson's predatory nature seems to get stronger. The predatory aura grows stronger, and your heart pounds harder with each step he takes closer to you. He seems unconcerned by your warnings, and his eyes are now fully fixated on you smelling the scent. "soo good omega" he rumbled. "I told you to get out" i snarled. The scent pad you use is not strong enough to mask your scent, and the predatory animal nature of Arson seems drawn in by it. Arson ignores your warning, and his presence causes your heartbeat to quicken. He seems interested in your scent, and his eyes are locked on it. His tongue flicks inside his mouth as he focuses on you. "c-cant help it boss" he replied frustrated. The animal nature within you stirs slightly at his words, and the alpha response flares within you. You growl, your chest puffing out a bit as you feel like you need to show dominance over him. You're still not completely in alpha mode, but the predatory behavior has woken something within you. Your response causes Arson establish his dominance over you. His alpha is fighting to be the dominant "omega, such a good omega" he murmered. "Don't fucking call me that" i growls The words come out animalistic, and the alpha within you rises. Your primal instinct takes over. The sudden strength and power of your animal nature is almost enough to overpower Arson's alpha attitude. The way he ignores your warning and moves closer to you makes you feel like you need to defend yourself. "mine" he purrs grabbing my waist pushing me on the table "i want you" he growls, pulling me closer nuzzling his nose in my hair. "I'm warning you Arson" i sneered. "Be a good dog and submit to me." I snapped shoved him away. The way you snapped at him shows strong alpha behavior, but Arson is also displaying strong alpha behavior and he doesn't seem phased by you shoving him. His predatory nature flares, and he pushes you back onto the table, pinning you down with his body. The strength he's demonstrating is a clear sign of his dominance, and he growls at your defiance. "omega my omega"

"Arson" i sneered "it's Alpha" he hissed "No" i whispered harshly. Arson snapped his teeth together and reached up with both hands to grab the back of your neck. Common sense and logic were gone, replaced with nothing but an urge. The urge to bite. Claim. Mark. Fuck. Impregnate. Use her. Make her his. “ Yes ,” he growled and he slammed their mouths together, fangs catching against lips and a drop of blood pooling where Arson’s left fang bit too hard. There was a momentary fluster in your movements and Arson shifted his weight to drag you down. When Arson licked at the seam of your lips however, he was met with teeth. “Fuck!” He cursed, snatching himself back from you, trying to see if you had drawn blood with the bite. you were struggling against her omega instincts, struggling to fight off your heat and everything that came with it. “Omega,” he started, voice dangerously low. Arson’s fuse was short at the best of times and in his current state it was even shorter. His own composure was gone and his own restraint was missing. It was a miracle he hadn’t completely forced you to your knees. “Don’t,” you seethed, “you dare, call me that.” And Arson’s world danced with black spots as you knocked their heads together. Arson was almost certain his nose was broken and as he blinked away the pain, you grabbed at his shoulders. Turned him around on his feet, shoved him back, and Arson stumbled, the room spinning along with his vision. You shoved him back. His back hit the wall and he hissed as a fresh wave of dots crashed over him. In an instant you was on him, one knee pressing painfully between Arson’s legs, one hand fisted in dark hair, and the other tearing the collar of Arson’s shirt open to reveal his neck. You wrenched his head to one side and Arson groaned.

Fuck he groaned, heat rising within him, body trembling at the very thought of an omega, of his boss, you, biting at his neck and bitching him. You had done it to others. They’d all witnessed the after effects of alpha’s leaving your office with their tails between their legs, but Arson never once thought it would happen to him. Keep your head down. Stay out of trouble. Don’t attract any unwanted attention .

He’d failed so hard at the simplest of rules.

He blinked away the final dots from his vision and stared at you. He bucked forward. you shoved him back, snapping his head against the wall, and you tightened his hold on him. Pulled harder at arson’s hair and dug your fingers into Arson’s shoulder to keep him still. "Keep moving and this will get messier than it needs to be"you warned.

A shallow chuckle rocked Arson's shoulders and he reached for any part of you he could reach. “It’s already messy.”

He felt the first slide of your teeth over his neck and Arson snarled. He hated how messy this was in every sense of the word. His normally well tempered, very controlled, inner alpha, needed you. Now . It hurt and Arson leaned away from your mouth. He couldn’t have those teeth tear into him, couldn’t have you bitch him, or fuck him. His alpha wouldn’t allow it and when you tried to surge forward, Arson met you halfway. He altered the angle enough that you grazed his shoulder with your teeth. The graze triggered Arson’s alpha nature, and he hissed softly as his body trembled. The alpha had been pushed aside during the initial rage, and it had been kept under control when the heat had begun to seep through, but just one taste of you was enough for it to resurface. Arson’s hands reached up and gripped your thighs, his arms pulling you close, his hands digging into your flesh.A growl rolled through Arson from the rush of pain and he reciprocated the hold. Snatched a hand into your hair, jerked your head to one side, and wasted no time in sinking his teeth into your neck. Flavour exploded across his tongue and Arson moaned, his inner alpha purring at the taste of warmth flooding his mouth.

Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine Arson had never really understood what the fuss was with neck biting, sure he’d done it a few times and he knew it was a form of dominance but it had never sent him insane.

Until now. the sensation was indescribable, the heat rushing through him like a wildfire and it caused him to moan, his inner alpha claiming you as his.

“Mine” Arson murmured out as he tightened his grip on your body. The word ran circles inside of Arson’s skull and he felt you hold slacken a fraction. The omega pressed hands to Arson's chest and Arson’s back hit the wall again as you leaned your full weight against him. Arson hummed and forced a guttural grunt from you throat as he ground a knee between your thighs. He could feel the omega’s wetness through you and the growing scent of slick in the air.

“Bastard,” you whispered. The grunt was a sign of the hold that his alpha nature had on him, and Arson’s grip tightened around you. The animalistic nature inside of him was taking over, and the alpha inside of him wasn't going to let this omega get away from him. The scent of your slick sent chills through him and made the alpha inside of him growl. He was claiming you, whether you wanted it or not, and Arson was determined to make that happen.