I glanced at her, breaking the silence that hung heavy in the chamber. Elaine's eyes, sharp and unyielding, met mine across the polished oak table. Yes, we were discussing our next course of action, even though I had already given her the scroll.
The air was thick with the unspoken tensions, the kind that simmered just beneath the surface of our arranged union. This marriage wasn't born of love or desire; it was just an alliance. She loved someone, but was forced to marry me.
Alphas like her held the reins, and omegas like me—though unmarked and unclaimed—fought for scraps of autonomy—that's how this world worked. But because of my overprotective dad, I am well-protected... not that I need any protection.
I will be the emperor of this empire someday, which made my position the best amongst every other omega in this empire, excluding Mom.
"Elaine," I said, my voice steady despite the knot twisting in my gut, "we both know this farce won't last. But I need your mark. Just once. It'll give me the leverage I require against the council."
"Your father will protect you."
"I know, but I can't depend on her for everything."
"Will you divorce me? No strings attached?"
I nodded, "Yes. After that, divorce papers. Clean break. No strings."
She leaned back in her chair, her broad shoulders straining against the fabric of her tailored shirt. Elaine was every inch the alpha—hr scent filled the room, making my skin prickle even as I fought the instinctive pull. I wasn't supposed to react like this; but I can't fight biology.
"You're asking me to bind you," she replied, her tone low and edged with reluctance. "To sink my teeth into your neck and claim you as mine. Do you have any idea what that does? It's not just a mark; it's a tether. And you think I'll just... fuck you and walk away?"
"You agreed!"
"I know, but think about your reputation."
"I just need your mark to fight my body and the council! The nobles will have to be forced to keep their mouths shut!"
"But the mark meant a lot of things. In a way, I am binding you to me."
Her words hung there, crude and direct, stripping away the pretence. Heat flushed my cheeks, but I held her gaze.
Below my dress, hidden from view, my body betrayed me—a cute little penis twitching faintly, and beneath it, my pussy already glistening with unwelcome arousal.
I hated it, this dual nature that made me feel exposed, vulnerable. But it was part of the negotiation, part of what I was offering.
"That's exactly what I'm asking," I pressed, leaning forward. "We're both unwilling in this. You don't want me dragging your love down, and I don't want an alpha controlling my every move. But for one night, we make it work. You fuck me, knot me, mark me. Then we're done."
"Why will you divorce me after a year?"
"To prove my point to my dad that this relationship will not work."
Elaine's fingers drummed on the table, her knuckles white. She was hesitating, I could see it in the way her jaw clenched, the flicker of conflict in her eyes.
Alphas like her prized their independence as much as I did mine. But the promise of a quick divorce, of shedding this unwanted marriage without scandal, seemed to tip the scales.
"What about the mark? Will you...?"
"I won't use it against you," I promised.
"Fine," she growled finally, standing abruptly. Her chair scraped against the stone floor. "But don't say I didn't warn you."
"I have thought over this almost a thousand times."
She rounded the table in two strides, her presence overwhelming. I rose to meet her, heart pounding, as she gripped my arm—not roughly, but firmly enough to send a jolt through me.
Her touch ignited something primal, and I cursed inwardly as my pussy clenched, slick gathering despite my resolve.
Elaine pulled me close, her breath hot against my ear. "Bed. Now."
I had already cleaned my bed as this was just a deal. Nothing built on love, right? As assassin, I have a lot of experience in cutting off people from my life... Elaine will soon join the list.
Elaine didn't waste time on pleasantries. She spun me around, her hands rough as they yanked at the laces of my bodice. "Strip," she commanded, her voice gravelly with the alpha urge she was barely containing.
After becoming an omega, my penis size decreased which I don't like a bit.
"You can ask nicely."
I complied, fingers trembling as I shed my clothes. My small penis sprang free, already half-hard from the proximity to her scent, and below it, my pussy lips parted slightly, glistening with arousal I couldn't suppress. Elaine's eyes darkened as she took me in, her own shirt discarded to reveal the muscles, the bulge in her pants unmistakable.
"On the bed," she said, unbuckling her belt. "On your back. Legs spread."
"Will you be nice? I am the one who will be pierced by your dick!"
"You asked me to do this."
"Fine."
I obeyed; the sheets cool against my heated skin. Lying there exposed, I felt a surge of humiliation mixed with that traitorous heat. Elaine loomed over me, pants shoved down just enough to free her cock.
It was massive—thick and veined, easily thrice the size of my own cute length, the base already swelling with the promise of a knot. Pre-cum beaded at the tip, and she stroked it once, eyes locked on my dripping pussy.
"You sure about this?" she asked, though her tone suggested she already knew my answer. There was reluctance in her too—the way her free hand clenched at her side, as if fighting the instinct to claim.
"Do it," I whispered, hating how my voice broke. "Fuck me. Mark me."
She positioned herself between my thighs, the head of her cock nudging my slick folds. With a grunt, she thrust in, stretching me wide. I gasped, the burn of her girth filling my pussy completely, my walls clenching around the intrusion.
"It hurts!"
"Calm down."
"It fucking hurts! I told you to be gentle!" My pain tolerance was high, but this hurt like hell! Still. I controlled myself.
"You didn't."
"USE COMMON SENSE!"
"Wait for some time. Look, it's my first time too."
We waited for almost two minutes until the pain went away. I could feel that I was bleeding a bit.
"Can I move now?"
"Ahh... yes, you... can..."
It hurt, but the pain twisted quickly into pleasure as she bottomed out, her balls slapping against my ass.
Elaine paused, breathing hard, her eyes squeezed shut. "Fuck, you're tight," she muttered, unwilling admission slipping out. She didn't want this any more than I did, but her hips rocked forward anyway, pulling back only to slam in deeper.
I arched beneath her, my penis bouncing against my stomach with each thrust. Her cock dragged along my inner walls, hitting spots that made stars burst behind my eyelids. Slick poured from me, easing her way, and soon the room filled with the wet sounds of her pounding into my pussy.
"Harder, Elaine! Ahh... let's make it pleasurable for the... time being," I demanded, gripping the sheets. It was a lie—I wasn't ready, but I needed it over with.
"You are a very demanding omega. Must be because you are from the royal family," Elaine snarled, her pace quickening, hips snapping forward with brutal force. Her hands pinned my wrists above my head, alpha strength holding me in place as she fucked me relentlessly.