If the heavens were finally giving Kieran some slack by sending him a miracle, he swore they better not retract it. Otherwise, there would be hell to pay. He'd find a way up there himself until they gave Teru back to him.

What were the literal chances of finding a specific grain of sand on the ocean floor? It was impossible. Yet, the last mortal omega, dominant, a virtue, and his destined partner was lying on top of him in reverse...

...with his hole overflowing with slick in front of Kieran's face, unable to move while under the influence of commanding pheromones.

"Eat," Teru told him.

Kieran growled. His rut waited at the starting gates, anxious to begin running at full speed. He shuddered when he felt the primal need to escape from under this omega's thumb and claim him, wanting to bite that nape again. A flickering color momentarily grabbed his attention. Sapphire blue sparkles shone in the dark around them, swirling like a nebula of stars in the deepest of space. There were rumors fated mates could see the pigment of their pheromones. Many didn't believe it, thinking the rare couple were so enchanted by the moment that they were hallucinating things. Kieran could confidently say it was true and it was the prettiest color he's ever seen, like the blue diamond necklace thrown into the ocean without inhibition in the Titanic movie.

The alpha pressed his lips against the fluttering bud coated in sweet juice and blood. Kieran groaned when the bulb of his cock swelled with pre-cum. He was ashamed because a knot was already threatening to tie. They hadn't begun the first of many fuck sessions to quench Teru's fiery heat, yet here he was, needing to knot early like a teenage vampire! Again!

His tongue flicked at the entrance, beckoning the omega to loosen up his clenched hole so he could enter. Instead, Teru swayed his hips and rummaged his hands through his shiny black hair, not listening to the frustrated dominant male below. The globes of his ass drew closer to Kieran's face, almost suffocating him. He watched Teru's back muscles convulse with pleasure and radiating heat. Fuck, this was sexy. Absolutely no one could see this except him!

He didn't have a choice with the defiant fox teasing him on purpose. He mashed his nose into Teru's crack, forcing his tongue inside. A gush of slick splurted in his mouth. The aphrodisiac unlocked the gates, prompting his rut to dash forward to the unseen finish line. Kieran held in the snarl that wanted to punish this naughty omega for keeping him mentally tethered to the bed. The only thing he could do was slurp the flowing heat. His tongue explored the soft tissue, trying to reach further in to graze that spot. Unfortunately, he couldn't.

The only way to get Teru to listen was to push him over the edge into horny madness. He retracted his tongue, making Teru whimper at the loss.

Kieran didn't do anything and lifelessly laid there, much to his own discomfort because he was ordered to eat the delicious meal. Going against the authoritative pheromones was uncomfortable and borderline agonizing. An average alpha wouldn't be able to deny them. It was amazing how Teru had done this multiple times.

The dominant omega cried, scratching at Kieran's thighs to make him move. No. He wasn't going to do what he wanted anymore. This whole 'omega in control' bullshit wasn't the natural order of things. Kieran flexed his cock, prompting Teru to look down and consider what to do next-do nothing or satisfy the heat by waving the white flag?

This worked out in the alpha's favor. Teru, knowing Kieran would not continue without something in return, leaned forward and pressed his plump mouth against the drop of rut beading the tip, using it as chapstick to moisten his dry lips. He skimmed his tongue along the underside of the vein-riddled shaft, cleaning the pre-cum dripping down into Kieran's pubic hair.

When Teru did this, his hole gaped more for the alpha lost in his season. It allowed Kieran to see the strings of wet hormones inside made just for him. His tongue went back to work, clearing out the last of the blood as Teru attempted to suck on the long length. It was difficult for him, only able to take in half of his girth. They'd practice the various methods to do a blowjob later. His rut had finished cooling his core. Kieran shivered and growled. The guttural sound his throat made demanded to be officially released from this hold.

Teru slumped forward when another heat wave swallowed him. His arms failed to hold his weight, losing all their strength. This was what Teru needed to finally free him, done with playing and ready to be subdued. Kieran saw the sapphire pheromones scatter away from his figure and disappear into the air, liberating the alpha.

Finally.

The snarl he held in echoed through the bedroom as he slipped out from under Teru's body, teeth barring in aggression. His hand wrapped around the omega's nape, covering the mark and humility symbol. He pushed him down into the blanket.

It was his turn to use controlling pheromones.

"Present your ass for me so I can do it properly."

Teru eagerly got on his knees and lifted his hips. Chest and head resting on the bed. Arms straight ahead. Thighs quivering. Gravity pulled ribbons of slick down his inner thighs. Alpha's stiff cock aimed at that fluttering hole, anticipating to enter. This was the textbook definition of presenting, what a picture-perfect image of a human bred for bearing pups should look like. And his omega had flawlessly mastered it in such a short amount of time. Pride boasted. It was all his to revel in.

Kieran scooped a thick drop of slick before it could soak the bed, rubbing his fore and middle fingers together to get them good and moist. The low rumble in his chest told his mate not to move. The two digits swirled at Teru's shiny entrance before entering knuckle-deep.

"NNHG," Teru howled. This was why Kieran had a stern grip on his neck. The omega bucked from being prodded by invasive fingers sinking further into his reproductive parts.

Must check. Where? he thought in a feral, inner monologue.

Kieran finally found that spot, the uterus's pocket. It was wide open, twitching for worthy seed. He retracted his hand dripping with slick and settled between Teru's legs, pushing his shaft against his asscheeks. He sloped forward until his chest rested on the bottom's spine, mounting him. After letting go of Teru's neck, Kieran licked the fresh bite he made earlier. This ideal bite would be there forever; the first mark always scarred as a reminder of that moment. Any made after shouldn't leave permanent rings unless an alpha relentlessly bit all day, every day, possessively, not letting the wounds heal. But Kieran wasn't like that. He, unlike some sadistic vampires, had no desire to make marking into a terrifying act.

It excited his inner alpha when Teru purred a lovely tune of submission. Kieran could sense it through the cloud of dense heat, the way his destined mate felt safe and happy when he paid attention to the mark.

Who do you belong with? the dominant alpha rumbled.

You, the dominant omega replied.

Simultaneously, Kieran speared through Teru's tight pussy and sunk his human-like teeth in that gorgeous nape, taking care not to vandalize the four little swirls in the center. The folds parted for his dick, squeezing out several dollops of slick around his member.

They felt the same phenomena all over again, encountering the other's hidden emotions no one else knew. Marking was their one-way connection to understanding one another. Right now, with both rut and heat consuming them, all they wanted was to procreate into oblivion. Thank heavens they marked while sane. Kieran plunged harder. His hand pressed on Teru's bellybutton, feeling the outline of his cock ravaging the insides.

"Eeeep!" Teru squealed an omega's lament, balls tightening into an orgasm.

This was too much for the pair. Kieran let go of the new bite and purred multiple octaves lower into the sound only a dominant could do. The alpha caught the omega's load in his palm just in time. After his mate pumped out his lust, Kieran sat back up and feasted on the yellowish goop. The salty cinnamon slid down his parched throat.

Kieran was pleased Teru came before he did. A proper alpha's job, even when disoriented by rut, was to attend to their partner's needs first. This was easy to forget; not for Kieran who was stronger than others. He purred, signaling to Teru that his inner gender was content with his performance. The little smile on his partner's face liked the compliment.

He plunged away, pushing the limits to see how long he could fuck before knotting. Given the way his groin muscles clenched, it would be soon. His sanity was forgotten when Teru's heat-ridden body milked his cock, kneading the shaft with the slippery walls of his sopping pussy.

The dominant male's release was close. Just right there. More. He sped up his pounding, almost shoving the omega into the headboard.

"Ahh!" Teru wailed with drool falling down his chin and glassy eyes.

Kieran snarled again, mounting vigorously, thrusting harder, and suppressing the slutty cycle that had induced his rut.

"Take it all!" he ordered, accidentally using his commanding pheromones. Teru presented so high, his knees lifted off the bed to collect every drop. With a final thrust, the head of his penis inflamed, locking tight. Sticky strings ejaculated with each shudder. Hot semen filled the uterus to its brim. Kieran's hands grazed down on Teru's arms before intertwining their fingers together, kissing the tears away.

The first heat wave receded as they waited for the knot to settle. The dominant omega was temporarily conquered, thankful for a mate that knew how to handle its bold personality. Teru's fever went down. A tiny bit of rationality returned. He should rest before the second tide arrived.

When the bulb released them twenty minutes later, Kieran took out his swelled dick, careful not to pull any semen with it.

"Alpha," Teru nuzzled his cheek on the back of Kieran's hand, spreading his adorable scent. Unfortunately, Kieran couldn't speak sweet terms of endearment in return. The ability to speak was gone. An alpha's rut didn't have the 'down time' like omegas had. It was constant, never fulfilled, and relentless. A season wouldn't pass until it was satisfied it had made an omega's belly fat with cum.

Kieran flipped them over until he sat cross-legged with Teru in his lap. The human's sweaty backside leaned into his broad chest. His big hands gripped under Teru's knees to spread his legs open, cock's tip directly under his mate's hole. If only there was a mirror so they could see this lewd display from that angle.

"A-alpha?" Teru stuttered when Kieran lifted him upward.

He lowered the omega's pussy onto his rigid shaft. Some of his sperm from round one had leaked, providing extra lubrication. This wouldn't do. None of his scent should leave this body. The growling male wildly rutted his partner, moving Teru up and down over his pulsing cock like a personal cocksleeve.

"This-! Alpha, this position!" he whimpered loudly. His smaller penis was hard again, thumping on his stomach every time he descended onto the piercing member below. The jerky movement left streams of thin pre-cum connecting from tip to stomach. "It's too high! You're pushing my insides! AH-AHH!"

Kieran left a third mark, almost wishing he had vampire fangs instead to implant his mint further. Wouldn't that be something if he could drink from there, too? Perhaps one day when both were ready.

His eyes faintly glowed red in the dark room, breeding this lovely person on his lap with teeth firmly latched on. He hungrily thought of the various ways he was going to soak his depths.

Mine.

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BEEP.

A little red light flashed above the handle, meaning it was the wrong code. Charles tried again.

BEEP.

"Let me try," Blaise said, pushing his brother aside. His acrylic sunflower-yellow nails clicked on the metal as he entered the unique number sequence to unlock Kieran's penthouse door. The only people who knew it were these two, as no one else could be trusted. Kieran told them to only enter if it was an emergency. This could be considered an emergency, right? No one had heard from them in three weeks, besides that one time Charles tried to call him the day after the virtue manifested. When Kieran picked up, he said to "Fuck off," and hung up without letting him utter a word!

Based on the husky tone of his voice through the phone, the oldest sibling was likely in his rut; a very out-of-season rut that must've been generated by Teru's very unstable heat.

BEEP.

Blaise shrugged. "Well, damn. I guess the bastard changed it. He doesn't want anyone intruding on his territory during this time. The pheromones he pissed all over the door are extremely hostile."

"How do you know that?"

"Are you kidding me? I'm Lust, remember? I can smell all their grotesque bodily fluids and lewd pheromones from here." Blaise took a big inhale, analyzing the air. "Hmm. I believe they're still in heat and rut, but it comes and goes in sync with each other. It's almost as if-how should I put it?"

"So it's true. My hypothesis was correct," the doctor mumbled. He turned to Blaise, ready to go. There was no point in staying. "They are destined partners. Their bodies are still working out the kinks so their future mating windows align. It could be a while before they emerge from this floor. Teru's cycles seem to mainly occur in winter and Kieran has a summer rut. It will be interesting to see which time of the year their bodies will choose."

While interesting for Charles, it was not for the other. Blaise yawned and walked away. "Whatever. I just wanted to see a virtue. Call me when they wake up from their honeymoon."

The wrath sin was left alone in the hallway. He heard movement inside. "Brother, if you can hear me, know that though Teru is bonded to you, Abaddon won't give a shit. You've seen how he was with the marked omegas when he was collecting them for the harem. They physically reject another alpha until they're ill, but the man doesn't care about their pain. Take Liam, for example, whose mate was executed to the head in front of him when he was still human, then turned over to the breeding slaughter. He suffers every time he's merely touched, and now he's in the early stages of pregnancy with a pup that feels alien to carry to full term. As destined partners and your other half, Teru would have excruciating rejection symptoms if he was paired with someone other than you. Take heed of my warning and consider what to do next. The meeting was Abaddon's move on the chessboard. It's your turn, so which piece will you choose?" He took his leave.

On the other side of the door, Kieran heard every word as Teru slept soundly in the other room after their thousandth round. It certainly felt like a thousand, both depleted of energy.

Pride knew what piece he wanted to play, but where to put it was the main question.