Forget : A Dark Omegaverse (Unhingedverse)

I’m knot deep inside of Aisling, a fucking obsession come true, and now have to maneuver her inside. She looks flushed, her breasts reddened by both my facial hair and Evan’s efforts to test her boundaries.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Our little omega seems to like the bite of pain.

Evan looks perfectly dressed in his jeans and long-sleeved blue T-shirt. His open coat just seems to add to the illusion that he didn’t just come down Aisling’s throat. Her first face-fucking, and there are mascara marks trailing down her cheeks.

Fucking glorious. She’s going to be so wrecked by the end of her heat. I can’t wait to see what she thinks when she’s attached to the spreader bars or handcuffed to our bed.

Lifting her up, I grind her on my knot inside of her to make her writhe for me. I wish I had a blanket, but we’re parked in the garage, so it’s not a long walk inside. Leaving her coat behind, I yank up my pants and follow Evan out, as I dip my head to suck on her nipples.

I can do multiple things quite well, and Aisling pulls me closer to her with her fingers buried in my hair. I’m not at all as well put together as I was when I left the house earlier.

She already looks like a beautiful mess with her skirt shoved up around her waist and breasts spilling out of her corset. Her hair is a chaotic tumble of waves, and Aisling’s lips are puffy from being forced open by Evan’s cock as he face-fucked her.

Caelin holds the door that leads into the house, making me wonder what Aiden’s next move will be.

Is he hiding, or waiting for us to come in?

Aisling whines as I rub my beard across her gorgeous tits, still connected as I walk. My knot won’t go down for a while, but I’m not above offering her ass to Caelin. I’m a good friend.

“I need more,” Aisling whimpers. “Domhnall.”

God, my cock twitches inside of her when she says my full name, and I’m still rock hard. I grunt, slamming her back into the garage wall as I kiss and plunge my tongue into her mouth. She’s going to have bruises by the end of this heat.

My hips thrust shallowly, unable to do more since she’s knotted, but when I pull my hips back hard, she screams as I slip out a tiny bit before I slam back in.

“More!” she cries out as I do it over and over again, and Aiden peeks out of the house to see what the fuck is happening.

I’m torturing us both, and Aisling is playing the very willing victim as she mewls and tears spill from her eyes between the mixture of pleasure and pain. My lips move to her neck, loving the way she angles herself away so I can have access. I suck on a tender part of her throat, grazing my teeth along it, wanting to claim her.

“No!” Aiden barks, staying my hand. Fuck, I hate when he uses his alpha bark but the second she begs for me to claim her, I will. He won’t be able to constantly watch and protect her.

Pouting, I kiss her lips, and Aisling takes a deep breath, freezing. Aiden’s scent is filling the air, smelling like leather and aged whiskey. It’s a familiar scent, reminding me that he’s mine and hers.

If he can get his shit together.

“Why do I smell that scent again?” she wails. “Am I going crazy?”

“What does it smell like?” I ask. I know damn well what my alpha smells like. It’s one of my favorite scents. Her gaze is on mine, and I rush past Aiden, so she won’t notice him. Caelin is on my heels as I mount the stairs to walk up to the attic where her nest is waiting. We barely finished it before our date.

If Aiden’s scent in her house hadn’t tripped her heat early, we’d still be kidnapping her. We’re all tired of waiting after stalking her for so long. No matter how we paint this, we are the villains in her story who need her, and I’m perfectly fine with that. She’ll come around after her heat. She has to.

Evan is waiting outside of her nest, the door already pushed open, so she’ll be the first through it. Well, I guess I’ll have to be included in that, since we’re currently a package deal.

“Like he’s mine,” Aisling growls, making me groan.

“He’s real, Sugar. Just wait a little longer, please. I want to show you your nest,” I tell her.

Striding through the door. I watch as she takes in the curtains around the mattress on the ground raised slightly by several pallets. The mattress is custom made to fit us all, and there are pretty blankets in all of her favorite textures.

Aiden described everything in her tiny nest perfectly, in an effort to help us shop. We spent a fortune on Aisling, because this is important.

Even though she couldn’t create her nest herself, I want her to feel safe within it. All of the windows have been changed out to stained glass to change how much light comes in, and I can feel the way that Aisling is softening in my arms.

She’s melting against me, until her lips are on mine.

She likes it.

Taking off my shoes, I climb onto the mattress, dropping to my knees as I pull off my clothes. I drop them nearby, so my scent will sink into the fabrics surrounding her, as a reminder that I’m hers.

“On your back, Domh,” Caelin growls, fully nude as he strokes his cock above me. I’m surrounded by gorgeous, naked men as Evan moves to stand next to him, and I flip to give them access.

Caelin spreads Aisling’s cheeks, diving between them as he licks her asshole, pushing his tongue inside.

“Oh. Oh, Jesus,” she gasps, making me chuckle.

“Use our names when we’re fucking you, Aisling, or I’ll have to gag you,” I growl. Evan helpfully opens a chest of drawers, dropping the gag onto the mattress.

Her eyes grow larger before they roll back, and my knot finally deflates, allowing me to rock my hips back and up. Aisling moans at the sensation, and I widen my stance beneath her until my feet are flat on the mattress so I can aggressively fuck her.

Slick, fuck, mine.

I’m losing myself to the haze that comes with a heat for an alpha. It’s why I’m glad that Evan is here, a funny twist of fate when I’ve always been the one to temper him. Her pheromones won’t affect him as much, which will help him keep his head clearer, so he can remember to make her drink water or eat a frozen grape or two.

She never did eat dinner.

It’s too late to worry about that as she clings to me, her thighs spread on either side of my waist as she comes between Caelin’s wicked tongue and my cock with a pornographic moan.

Her face is buried in my neck, eyes averted from the gag as I smirk. Soon, she’ll do or say something that warrants it.

I can’t wait.

We aren’t good alphas. We want to protect her from everyone except ourselves within reason. I’ll even willingly give her to Aiden to figure out their shit, and refuse to coddle her. Aisling needs to learn that she can’t run from us. We’ll always find her.

“Fuck, you feel so good. You’ll be our good little cum queen, won’t you, Sugar?” I ask, pushing her sweaty hair back from her forehead. Her skin is so warm it’s hard to hold her, though I won’t flinch from it.

Aisling clamps around my dick with a whimper, making me grunt in satisfaction.

“Cum queen?” she whimpers as Caelin moves behind her to kiss up her back.

“It means we’re going to fill you with our cum, make you gag on it as you swallow it down, and cover you in it. Our scents will be so embedded on your skin that everyone will know for miles that you’re ours,” Caelin growls.

He’s a possessive asshole, has been since he first scented her. He watches her whenever he can, bitching constantly that he couldn’t get cameras set up in her room, because of Cian’s security measures.

While he’s willing to work with us because it’s what’s best for Aisling, I doubt her father knows about the demons that live just beneath our skin outside of why he hired us.

Cian will always be Team Aisling, as it should be. We’ll either come out of this his son in laws, or dead men. It’s still to be determined.

“You’re talking too much, Caelin,” Aisling complains. “Put your dick inside of me.”

“Whatever my poppet wants,” he promises. I can feel the press of his body against ours as he lines his cock up with her asshole. “Take a breath and remember you asked very sweetly for this, baby.”

Her fingers dig into my skin as he thrusts his hips forward to sink deep into her ass. Aisling’s eyes widen as Caelin takes her breath away, so I lean up and kiss her through it.

“You’re doing so good, Sugar,” I praise her as Caelin buries his face in her neck. “He’s got a big dick. You’re so brave to take it as well as you are.”

“More?” Caelin asks, smirking. “Think you can take all of me, little omega?”

“Yes,” Aisling pants. Her stomach cramps as she whines with her next breath and I rock my hips back, so I can fuck up into her. Caelin takes the hint, fucking her hard, and Aisling becomes our pretty little fuck doll.

“God, we should have kidnapped you sooner,” Evan mutters. He had disappeared on me for a few minutes, getting ice cold water bottles and fruit. He’s now naked, his happy trail on display along with his bright tattoos as he palms his cock, watching us.

Caelin is fucking Aisling into me, and I can feel his dick through the thin membrane between us. I lose myself to the sensations, becoming a mindless fucking machine. All I want is to get Aisling off, fill her with cum, and see how far we can push her until she begs for mercy.

The next few days are going to be interesting.

Caelin

Domh is fucking gone as his large hand grabs a handful of her ass as he pounds up into her pussy. All Aisling can do is feel. Her asshole and cunt slicking beautifully.

“You’re made to take our cocks, poppet,” I purr into her ear, licking along the shell of her ear. “You’ll take any fluid I feed you, isn’t that right?”

Domh is working off instinct, and his other hand wraps his fist in her hair as he yanks it back. My fingers squeeze her throat as I force her to sit up, intensifying the fullness of being stuffed with two cocks.

Her gasp and squeal is something I’ll never take for granted because it’s so fucking cute. My knot teases her tight hole just as Domh begins to force his knot into her tight cunt.

“What?” Aisling asks, her green eyes glassy with need.

Holding pressure on her jaw with my hand as I continue to squeeze her slim, fragile throat, I tilt her back even further.

“I said swallow this,” I grunt, spitting into her mouth. She makes a strangled cry as I shove her lips closed and Domh moves by rote to pinch her nostrils.

Rubbing her clit with my fingers lazily as she writhes and contorts to attempt not to swallow, I chuckle darkly in her ear.

“We’re in charge here,” I rasp, my dick pumping inside her ass as I speak to her. “You said we would lose ourselves, and we will, but that means all of our pretty little demons will get to come out to play. Will you swallow and accept our demons? Be a good little poppet and show me you can be our very good girl.”

Aisling swallows convulsively, the sound making it impossible not to begin to stretch her ass with my knot. That sound does incredibly dirty things to my mind. Releasing her throat, I kiss and nip up where my hand just was.

“You’re so much fun,” I purr.

“You’re an asshole,” she snarls, making me chuckle. What’s sex without a little bit of passion?

Its really fucking boring. Aisling is anything but that.

“Ride my cock,” Domh grunts. “If you disobey, you’ll be punished. Do you want that?”

Domh looks high as his fingers dig into her hips, sighing as my knuckles brush the underside of his knot. I work her clit harder, ignoring her glare over her shoulder as her breaths come faster.

“Don’t look at me like that, poppet,” I croon, biting her shoulder without breaking her skin. Aisling moans with pleasure, making my heart pound as my knot begins to stretch her walls and slide in. God, she feels so good. ”You know damn well you want to come for us.”

“Knot,” she cries out. “More, please. Fuck, I need a bite.”

“No!” Aiden screams from somewhere in the house, and I only imagine what he’s hearing as we take care of her.

“Why isn’t he here?” she screams back as she rides our cocks.

“He’s an idiot,” I murmur, pinching her clit to short circuit her brain. Thankfully, it works and she squeals as she comes.

Domh and I are close. She’s so warm, showering her with cum and affection is the only thing that’ll help. Pulling off her corset, I toss it to the side as I push my fingers inside her cunt alongside Domh’s cock.

Eventually, we’ll get the rest of her clothes off, but this will do for now. They both gasp, while I smile, knowing she’s not thinking about Aiden anymore.

“Evan, come here,” I bark, pulling her sweaty hair away from where it’s beginning to stick to her body.

“Yeah,” he mutters, getting up.

“Grab a vibrator and make her come again,” I order. “I think she could do with a facial too.”

Smirking, Evan turns and grabs a clit sucker toy that vibrates and sucks. It mimics oral, and it’s small. Crawling over to us, he begins to work her over.

“I’ll get my time with you soon, baby,” he murmurs. “You need knots and cum, I can help with at least one of those.”

“You’re perfect the way you are,” she mewls. She has such perfect moments of clarity, despite being in the throes of heat. “Cum. Please.”

“I bet you’ll wear it well,” he rumbles.

I’m so close to coming, I bury my face in her neck, playing with her beautiful tits. They’re the perfect proportion, more than a handful, and the right size to fuck. Her dusty pink nipples are drawn tight with arousal, her skin covered in goosebumps and very warm.

Aisling moans in need as she clamps on our dicks, her skin beginning to shiver. God, she’s going to come again.

Since the first orgasm has happened, I can see she’s going to be on a hair trigger. My knot is fully inside her ass now, becoming even larger as I get ready to blow. Her mewling sounds become louder as Evan lets the toy work its magic, since its hands free and he uses some of her slick to stroke himself with.

Sugar cookies are all I can smell with a little raspberry and my own apple blossom scent.

It somehow works well together, and the realization makes me roar as I begin to come. All we’ve wanted for years is an omega, and she’s been out there. Domh grunts as her cunt milks him, while Evan masturbates as he takes everything in.

We’ve all been together for so long, I know that Evan isn’t going to last long. His cock is already leaking a lot of pre-cum, and it’s dripping down it. All that means is he has the perfect amount of lubricant to fuck his dick with his fist.

My vision is dimming as I lose myself to her. My dick is being strangled by her ass, while my fingers continue to be milked by her cunt.

I can feel myself slipping into the zone where I lose touch with reality, and my own demons get released. I never play like this unless it’s with Aiden, but I can’t help it.

“Fuck, you’re just too tempting,” I whisper as if in a prayer.

The first of Evan’s cum hits her face and I wrap my hand in her hair to give him more control.

“Open wide, poppet,” I growl. “Give Evan the perfect canvas to paint you with.”

Her heart is pounding, and I swear I can feel it from being plastered to her back. I whisper wicked words into her ear as I fuck her with my fingers in tangent with Domh. He’s cursing under his breath as his eyes roll, and I know Aisling is going to be wearing lots of new bruises on her hips.

I hope she wears them with pride. Domh doesn’t lose control often.

Eyes rolling, I feel the darkness coming for me, and I come again with a groan, filling up her ass until it’s overflowing.

“Going to plug this pretty little hole up so you don’t lose a drop, poppet,” I groan.

The moment I can, I’ll tie her to the bed, and make sure she can’t leave. Not that she’ll want to.

Aiden

She’s here, in my house, and I’m certain I’m the reason she’s currently in heat. Cian has been shooting me dirty looks all day, but I didn’t know why. He’s been extra moody the last year after beating the shit out of me.

The only people who know how much Aisling told him are her and Cian. I can’t ask either one of them, since Cian would shoot me and I’m not allowed to see her.

I broke a few rules today, antsy about this godforsaken date. My pack is going to claim her, though I’m doing my damndest to keep it from happening.

I’m a fucking cock blocker, that’s what I’ve been reduced to.

“Ahh!” Aisling screams, and I listen to them try to soothe her. “Why doesn’t he want me?”

She’s been with them for the past hour, seemingly content to enjoy them in her nest. Aisling has asked periodic questions about me that the guys have deflected, because she doesn’t know who I truly am. She’d lose her shit if she did.

Scent matches can overcome a lot, but I’m pretty sure I’m fucked.

Trailing through the house in a pair of joggers and nothing else, I listen to her get more and more anxious.

“Alpha!” Caelin roars, making me close my eyes.

How can I get around this? She needs me.

I remember how my scent calmed her when she was sedated, and realize that it’s going to take all of her scent matches to do this. Walking quickly to my bedroom, I open a drawer by our pack bed, pulling out a Ghostface mask. I’ll hold onto my identity for a little longer because it may be the only way to help her.

Deepening my voice as I pull on my mask, I tip up my head and yell, “Coming!”

I don’t want her to recognize anything about me outside of my scent, and I’m glad the only tattoo I have is of a well done compass, orchid, and flame on my thigh, which she has never seen before.

It encompasses Caelin, Domh, and Evan, who is a bit of a pyromaniac. On occasion, he’ll get to burn something down for the boss. It’s always the highlight of his day.

Turning once I know the mask is secure, I jog up to the attic where the guys and Aisling are. The fever in her heat isn’t even close to breaking, and she looks tortured as everything the guys do isn’t enough.

Time to take control.

Thankfully, none of them are currently knotting her.

“I think we need to change our tactic for this naughty little omega,” I growl. My voice sounds so different right now, deep and possessive as I speak.

Four pairs of eyes snap over to me, though it doesn’t make me nervous. I’m used to making decisions for my pack.

“Evan, cuff her,” I command. “Caelin, I want her spread so I can taste her before I give her my cock.”

“Please,” Aisling begs. God, her voice sounds so vulnerable and desperate. My heart hurts at the tone, making me shudder.

I can’t hear her like this if I’m going to take care of her. Finding a gag that will spread her lips wide but keep her from speaking, I watch as my pack prepares her for me. Aisling’s arms are stretched over her head with the handcuffs tethering her wrists to the various loops hidden along the wall.

Evan wanted to get a headboard commissioned, but we ran out of time.

Caelin has her ankles spread wide, spanking her ass until she scrambles to her knees.

“Good girl,” Caelin says. “I want my dick sucked by that sassy little mouth.”

Inclining his head toward me, he walks to the bathroom, and when I hear the water run, I wonder if he’s washing his cock. We’re all very conscious of cleanliness, though there are times we push those limits.

Spitting in the other’s mouth as a form of discipline or claiming are one of those limits. I’ve done it to Caelin at a bar once.

I don’t enjoy sharing, though I gave Evan and Domh free passes. Those days are gone now. Spread wide, she appears a vision, and Caelin plucks the gag from me before kissing Aisling hard.

“Play by our rules, and we’ll give you what you want,” Caelin whispers.

The gag is an open ring, though the latex spreads her lips and mouth open. She won’t be able to speak, but screaming and moaning is perfect. Caelin will be able to feel her tongue and throat, and it’s a fun training gag for face fucking.

May as well show Aisling what it means to be mine.

Ten minutes later, the gag is in, and tears are gathering in humiliation. Fuck, I love those. Forcing her face up, I watch as Caelin licks up her face to catch them. Lucky bastard.

Releasing her, I move to where her open legs are and lift the mask over my mouth before I bury my head in between her thighs. She can’t see me now, so I’ll indulge a bit, ignoring anything that Caelin says to her.

Slick greets me as I lick and suck to find every drop of arousal, and Caelin forces her to suck his dick. If she cries too hard, the gag will make her feel as if she’s drowning, but she rallies pretty quickly.

She’s a tough cookie, though I didn’t fail to notice the track marks of tears left by her mascara. The sounds of gagging and face fucking are soothing as I smack her ass and finger fuck her as I eat her out, until she’s screaming her release around Caelin’s cock.

As I turn my head to look over at Domh, sucking my fingers of her arousal after pulling them out of a still clenching wet hole, I see that he’s laying on the bed watching us all, the haze of a rut clear on his face.

I can share this with him.

“Come help me fill our girl with cum,” I grunt, enjoying the way his eyes light up with happiness. It takes a little maneuvering for me to get underneath her so he can fuck her from behind, but the second she sinks down on my cock, I know everything physical will be easy with her.

It’s the rest I’ll have to worry about later.

Thrusting up as I pull her over my cock, I enjoy her sounds as Caelin fucks her face, and then Domh is right there stretching her wider than she’s likely ever been.

All her firsts, lasts, and the rest of her life belongs to us. I’ll do anything to make that true, even if she hates me after this.