Teru was on all fours, presenting his best to flaunt his little whore hole. He had the blanket balled up in his fists. "Oh!" he moaned over and over as Kieran had his tongue inside him. It swirled in circles to taste the tsunami of slick that couldn't excrete thanks to his mouth blocking the escape route.

"You're completely soaked," the vampire muttered with a mouthful of sweet lubricant. He stopped licking and positioned himself behind Teru, pressing his pointer and middle fingers on the fluttering bud.

"Check. I need to check," the alpha slurred, drunk in his own rut. His two digits entered Teru's hole and reached deeply into his ass. Like, really deep.

Teru groaned from the uncomfortable feeling until...

Kieran's fingertips grazed the entrance to his uterus. He leaned his head back and yelled, "Haah!" with widened eyes. It was an alien feeling.

A uterus doesn't 'open' unless an omega was in heat. Even when it was, alphas don't normally check. If the conditions were just right and both genders experienced their cycles together, the alpha will instinctually want to see if the uterus's 'pocket' was ready to be filled.

It was an extremely intimate act.

Of course, this didn't matter since conception between a human and a vampire wasn't possible. But for Kieran, this didn't matter. His rut made him forget the technicalities.

"It's ready for me," he growled into Teru's arched spine. After flipping him over onto his back, he spread Teru's knees apart and aimed his cock. Before Kieran went any further, he looked down at the omega who was shielding his face with his hands.

Kieran moved his arms away so he could see this lovely creature underneath him. "So pretty. You're so pretty," he told him. "All mine." Teru purred in response.

The tip penetrated with ease. When Teru parted his lips to moan, Kieran ravaged his mouth with his tongue while sliding in the rest of the massive shaft to the hilt. The plan was to go slow, but his hips had other plans as Kieran clapped him like a sex-starved incubus.

The noises from the skin slapping, blanket rips, slick squelching, and moans and growls suggested this was anything but sensual and loving. This sort of fucking was between two animals whose only purpose was to do the deed and procreate.

Teru was on his back again. His vision blurred from the intensity.

He was boiling...he wanted to be stirred beyond repair...he wanted more. His hips shifted to take in more cock, but his legs shook.

Touch me there, he purred.

Kieran, understanding what he desired, bent the omega's legs down towards his head until his knees almost touched the bed. A lurker witnessing this intense thunder-rolling sex would probably think it looked insanely uncomfortable, but it gave Teru exactly what he needed – to be filled balls deep.

"Mmgh!" Teru sunk his teeth into the alpha's arm until blood was drawn. He didn't let go as the forcefulness of the thrusts increased. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

Kieran put his full weight on Teru, as if trying to make a permanent indentation in the mattress.

Teru felt his insides stretch in all directions. He let go of his bite with blood dripping from his mouth and scratched Kieran's back. "AHHH!" he yelled. "Hurts!"

Kieran snarled and showed his intimidating teeth at the omega, an aggressive display of a mating alpha. "Mine."

The last plunge plowed into him hard, locking on to the fertile uterus. Kieran pumped his lower half a few times to release his seed. Thanks to the knot, the semen couldn't leak.

Teru's body twitched. The alpha's cum was like lava inside him. "Mm, mm," He came on his own stomach. The orgasm contracted around the knot.

Kieran's irises became slivers, like cat eyes. The rut was in full swing.

Thanks to the rutting pheromones, Teru's heat responded by constantly returning in long but weak waves.

Kieran had him against the wall, holding Teru up by his ass. This position always made him anxious since it felt like he'd fall. "Alpha..." he hesitated.

"Shh. Safe. Here," his alpha growled in his ear, pounding relentlessly into him. Kieran bounced Teru up and down like a personal cock sleeve for masturbation.

"Feel good?" He rammed harder. Kieran let Teru's weight fall on his dick, reaching new inner crevices that shouldn't be possible to reach during sex.

Teru panted. "Feels g-good. I-I'm...OH!" He released another load, getting both of their stomachs dirty again. Layers of past cum encrusted their skin.

Kieran knotted once more to ensure conception would occur 100%.

What day was it?

The downtime between the heat waves was getting longer. This meant it would end at any time.

When it returned, Teru found himself in presenting position with his hole in the air, beckoning the alpha to check his uterus. With his heat finishing soon, the time until his pocket closed was ticking.

"Omega's presenting. So nice. Only for me." The blankets and pillows were shredded. The scent of heavy sex and sweat would be nauseating to anyone who'd enter.

Kieran used his finger to reach up high into him. "Hahh," Teru clenched his jaw. Since his heat wasn't strong anymore, measuring it was painful. Midwives from his pack did the same thing to a woman in labor to determine how many centimeters before giving birth.

The fingertip grazed the pocket. "Almost closed. Hurry." The vampire situated himself against the positioning omega and thrusted inside.

After fucking so many times, Teru's hole was stretched out and sore. Still, he wanted to get wrecked.

Kieran leaned over to pull hard on Teru's nipples, trying to get milk from them.

His breath tickled the human's nape, nuzzling Teru's scent gland. "I want to bite. When can I mark you?"

Teru laid on his stomach in his own bedroom where the blankets were untouched.

He was fully used up - it was as clear as day thanks to his protruded stomach where the liter of cum remained. His awareness was now transparent since his heat was over. Everything ached.

Trickles of slick and cum oozed from his behind. Oh, how he wished he could take a bath right now, but he was exhausted.

Were all alphas like this? He couldn't recall his beta pack mates looking this spent. In fact, they seemed fine after a day's rest.

Just when sleep was about to overcome him, he felt a hand on his ankle. Kieran, still in his season, was back from his quick catnap. The man's cock was swollen and ready to fuck again.

Teru didn't want to. At least, not without his heat. To be completely sane with this rutting vampire was scary. Plus, he was one fuck session away from dying. Actually dying; it was a miracle he was alive.

He yanked his ankle away and growled a warning that meant, Back off. I'm tired.

The alpha pulled on his legs again to spread them open. The man's monster of a cock was about to aim and shoot.

Teru snapped at the alpha's arm.

I SAID BACK OFF, the snarl said.

Kieran didn't like this. He jumped on Teru, pinning him down so his nape was exposed.

Kieran growled in return, I want to do. Please?

No. Go away.

He struggled. Kieran's mouth inched closer to his nape. Teru whispered, "I'm not ready yet," before closing his eyes to brace himself...

CHOMP.

Teru heard the sound of a muscle-crunching bite followed by the smell of blood, but the pain never came. He looked to see why.

Kieran had his right hand over Teru's nape, sinking his teeth into his own wrist, about to rip out a good-sized chunk of flesh. The puncture holes almost sunk completely clean through. There would surely be a scar.

Somehow, Kieran had fought his rut and protected Teru's nape by biting his own body. It went against the laws of nature.

"Why?" Teru asked, finally able to speak.

"You said no." Kieran got off the bed and went to the other room to do who-knows-what when an alpha was in their season. Drops of blood trailed after him from his wounded hand.

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Teru was sweating.

And thirsty.

But this wasn't a heat wave. That was done.

He thought he was going to die from this fever.

He never left that spot on the bed after Kieran left hours prior, still dirty with dried body juices. His body was too weak to move.

Teru didn't realize he was whimpering loudly for his mate, whoever they were, even though he wasn't marked. It just felt like he had a mate waiting for him somewhere, nearby. He could sense it - the forever connection that was uncompleted.

Teru convinced himself that they abandoned here in this state, making him feel more distressed than ever, even worse than his nesting fits.

The door opened. He tensed, unable to fight if it was a threat.

A cold hand touched his forehead. The temperature felt nice.

Someone rolled him over before lifting him up against their comforting, bare chest. The coolness finally helped him fall into a very long, comatose sleep.