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Jensen Ackles was a truly magnificent Alpha, at least as far as Jared was concerned. He had finally met the man, a little over a week prior, when Jensen had helped his Omega friend Ruth as she was being wrongly punished for simply holding a renegade Alpha to account. Jared had felt the power sweeping off of him, held mesmerized as he took in the wide shoulders, narrow hips, strong arms, that perfectly delectable peach of an ass, and his well-muscled frame.
Jared had also noted the pale skin covered in cinnamon-colored freckles, the thick eyelashes that helped to enhance the leaf green eyes, the high cheekbones above the plush lips that had given Jared so many ideas he had had to flee before it became apparent where his thoughts had been leading to. Now Jared stood in front of the door to the conference room, stack of file folders held tight, wishing that the final growth spurt his mother said was coming would finally arrive. Give him the body that might be able to attract and hold the attention of the object of his desire.
Jared pushed open the door and found the room empty. He quickly went about his task, pausing briefly at the chair he knew Jensen would occupy when the meeting began. The door opened and Jared watched as Jensen entered, head down as he reviewed some paperwork. Jensen must have sensed his presence as he quickly looked up, staring directly at Jared. He could see the slight smile ghost across that incredible mouth, before it was gone and the Alpha CEO of Ackles Industries was in charge once more.
“Can I help you, Jared?” Jared could feel the blush spread rapidly over his face, liking how the gravel rough voice made his name sound.
“Sorry, Mr. Ackles, sir. I was just finishing up.” Jared held up the last folder in his hands before he laid it in front of the final chair. Jared began to leave when he heard Jensen clear his throat. He turned back at the sound.
“I just wanted to thank you for trying to help Ruth. I always appreciate when Alpha’s behave in a manner that benefits all, and not just themselves.” Jared feels the praise wash over him and can’t control the tremble that runs through him.
“Thank you, sir. It was the very least I could have done.” Jared rushes to leave the room, stopping just before he reaches the door, the sound of his name stopping him.
“True, but too many won’t even do that. So, thank you.” Jared nodded and left the room as quickly as he could.
A week later, Jared ran into Jensen outside of the employee gym. Jared felt faint as he realized those freckles were, well, everywhere. Jensen only wore a tank top, shorts, and sneakers, leaving so much bare skin exposed. Too much for Jared to be able to retain a coherent thought in his head. He hadn’t stopped when he heard his name called, desperately needing to find somewhere private so that he could take care of the erection that had sprung up against his will.
Another week passed and Jared was called up to Ruth’s office. It wasn’t an unusual occurrence, Ruth had been mentoring him, had in fact gotten him this internship. Not that Jared was undeserving of it, more the fact that a company as prestigious as Ackles Industries had a waiting list a mile long and even unpaid as it was, it was a highly sought after position. Jared knocked before he entered and pulled up short as he saw who was sitting on the edge of the desk, waiting for him. All alone in the office.
“I’m sorry I had to summon you like this,” that rough voice had begun, “but you always seem to flee whenever you find yourself near me.” Jared looking at the face that was graced by a warm smile, swallowing hard as he waited for Jensen to continue. “I was hoping you would go to dinner with me sometime. Let me get to know you a little better. The way Ruth goes on and on about you, I feel I should know what I am about to snatch up, before I actually begin snatching.”
And that was the start of the remainder of an incredible summer. Dinner was enjoyed the next evening. Movie nights, baseball games, paintball, go-cart racing, and many other excursions following after. All ended the same way, with a held hand, a chaste kiss, and a promise that once Jared had seen more of the world, if he came back to Jensen and still wanted this, then he would get it.
But a week after Jared had started college all of his phone calls went unanswered. His e-mails were left unopened. Ruth had told him there had been a security threat and to have patience. But as the weeks turned into months, and Ruth’s non answers remained unchanged, Jared had resigned himself to the fact that he just wasn’t good enough for an Alpha like Jensen.
It was then that Jared decided that he would become exactly what Jensen needed. He worked incredibly hard, excelling academically, feeling no small amount of joy when that growth spurt finally arrived and transformed his slender and willowy body into the tall, broad, well-muscled, and very sought after peak of perfection that had been pursued by many who had crossed Jared’s path over the years. But he had denied them all. Held out for the one he really wanted. The only one that mattered.
When he had tried to return five years later, his master’s degree in Biomedical Engineering tagging along with him, he never even received an interview. Ruth assured him that it was nothing he had done, or even something he had neglected to do; it was just one of those things that was beyond anyone’s control. That was when Jared had finally found out the very well-kept secret about the CEO of Ackles Industries. It had been an internet rumor for years, but someone had snapped some pictures, and even though Jared couldn’t see his face, he recognized the building that Jensen lived in. The place Jared had spent so many nights trying for something more. Only to be denied.
Jared had been consumed by a blind rage at first, thought Jensen had done it willingly. It was only after Jared had confronted Ruth that he found out the horrible truth. Turned against his will, his company had been under assault for years now. All his time and energy spent defending against what never would have been allowed if he was still an Alpha. Only being done because as an Omega, he was viewed as lesser, smaller, weaker. Easier prey. Defenseless against the strong in this world.
At Ruth’s urging Jared had waited. Gotten himself a job in a nearby city. Flourished. Made a name for himself. Lead researcher first, product development next, and finally his invaluable contributions led to the first artificial eye being successfully implanted. But the joy had been hollow. Unable to share his victory with the one person who really mattered.
Jared had seen the news, how Jensen was taking a sabbatical from his company. When he received the call from Ruth, urging him to attend the Great Race, that he might finally be able to get what he had so long sought; he was on the next plane.
Jared had arrived for the race two days early. Wandering around the town that served as the hub and waypoint for all of the participants. He had been walking down a sidewalk, eating his chocolate ice cream cone when he felt the tingle. He looked around, but he couldn’t spot Jensen anywhere. Jared tried to scent for him, but there were just too many people present. Too many pheromones wafting through the air. So, Jared went back to his room and began studying the maps of the course. Checking the topography to find the best vantage point, so that he could spot Jensen as quickly as possible, claim him, mate him, and bring him home.
Jared saw the flyer for the mixer as he was eating supper at the restaurant across the street from his hotel. He had already done everything else that was necessary to prepare for the following day’s race, what could it hurt to go mingle. Maybe he could find Jensen there. Talk to him before he foolishly allowed himself to be swept up in the dangers of the race.
Jared entered the crowded conference center, and he could almost immediately feel the tingle. He scanned the crowd, but nothing stood out. He was about to move towards the far side of the room when he felt his skin draw tighter, the air grow heavier. Saw the small frame, that didn’t smell quite right, but just felt so familiar to Jared.
“Leaving so soon?” Jared watched as the Omega in front of him looked up towards him, finally seeing the eyes that Jared would know anywhere. Beautiful leaf green with the smallest gold flecks barely concealed within. But he could feel the fear rolling off of him in waves.
“Well, some of us need our beauty sleep. We can’t all be amazingly perfect when we roll out of bed in the morning.” Jared blushes as he hears the voice he has dreamed about for years. The voice that echoed in his head whenever he allowed himself to play out the fantasy, allowing his hands to work his cock to completion. Imagining his come splashing across all that wonderfully freckled skin.
“I would never allow such an insult to stand.” Jared pulls closer to Jensen, sees him fidget nervously. “Tell me who made you think you were any less than amazingly perfect.” Jared waits for an answer, feeling a surge of emotion deep within his chest. The same as it had been all those years ago.
“No one of note.” Jared hears the near breathless reply. Watches as Jensen shakes it off. “Are you going to be in the race tomorrow?”
Jared’s breathing quickens as he imagines what tomorrow could bring, his eyes gleaming as he plans what he will be doing before the day is done. “I was undecided until now. But I would definitely enter, just for the honor of being able to pursue perfection.” Jared watches the deep blush spread over every exposed inch of Jensen’s skin, watches as he panics.
“Well, I’ll wish you luck and retire. Can’t let you catch me all that easily.” Jared watches Jensen attempt to wink at him as he departs, ending up looking more like an uncontrolled twitch than a flirty action. A deep sigh escapes past Jared’s full lips. Sees the slight shudder pass through Jensen’s shoulders as he hears it. Jared stops himself from chasing Jensen down. Decides that if this is the game Jensen wants to play, then Jared will let him have his way. After all, once Jared claims him, Jensen won’t be able to risk himself so foolishly ever again. Jared will simply not allow it.
The next day had dawned bright and clear. Mother Nature having decided that the day’s activities would be conducted in a manner that all would be able to see and enjoy. Jared camped out on his perch and waited. He scented Jensen early, but after being waylaid by an Alpha claiming his new Omega in a clearing, Jared had lost the trail. All he could find were drag marks that disappeared all too soon.
After an hour Jared was certain that he spotted Jensen being pursued by an older Alpha. But by the time he had descended all Jared could find was a pit by a rock ledge. More drag marks led away, but again, they faded into nothing rather quickly.
Jared had just gotten back to his perch when he was certain that he caught Jensen’s scent moving off in the opposite direction. After a brief search, he again found drag marks, but little else. It just didn’t make sense. The rules clearly stated that the claiming’s had to be done before the ceremony ended. Jared had watched several Alpha’s take their new mates, most in a viciously brutal fashion, which was the main reason Jared had never considered attending the Great Race before. He had watched one Alpha in particular take two mates already, both done in a manner that left Jared raging. He was lost in his thoughts when he caught Jensen’s scent again, moving away rapidly.
Jared descended quickly and began his pursuit, only to lose the scent in a small stream. Jared drew out the map he had been notating all day and studied it carefully. All of the tracks had led off towards the west. Most of the chases led to the west side of the race grounds. All had intersected a nearby clearing. Jared folded the map and made his way to the clearing, seating himself on a large boulder and then he began to wait. Almost an hour later Jared looked up and saw he was being watched by the leaf green eyes he knew so well.
Jared could tell that Jensen was tired, just by the way he held himself. His clothes were in tatters, ripped in several places, revealing the pale freckle-covered skin Jared longed to make his own. He was the shorter one now, his head only coming up to Jared’s shoulder, he was more compact, leaner, muscles more graceful than bulky. His fingers curled loosely at his side, stance shifting as he prepared for flight. Jared knew he could catch him easily, even without being an Alpha in his prime, Jared hadn’t been expending the energy that Jensen obviously already had. Jared stood fresh and rested, Jensen looked worn and tired. Jared arched a brow and gave Jensen his best predatory smile, eager to get this done.
As expected, Jensen bolted and Jared immediately began his pursuit. He quickly closed the distance between them, he was almost close enough to reach out and grab when Jared saw Jensen stumble, but something seemed off about it. Jared tried to pull up, but his momentum carried him past the fallen Omega and before he could recover a net was springing up all around him. Jared felt the wires buried within the rope fibers, knew any movement on his part would simply wind the net tighter, cutting off all hope of escape. He held himself still and looked up to see Jensen approach, syringe in hand.
Jared couldn’t stop the feeling of betrayal that bubbled up from deep within him. This was why he couldn’t find any after effects of the chases. They hadn’t been real; they had been carefully orchestrated traps. Dreamt up by an Omega who was looking far too calm.
“Why, Jen?” Jared couldn’t stop the question from passing his lips. Cringing as he heard how sad and utterly pathetic, he sounded. What surprised him though was the look of deep sadness and regret that moved across Jensen’s face as he injected Jared. Swore he saw a tear roll down his cheek before he heard the faint reply.
“Because it’s the only way I know, Jay.”
*****
Jared came too slowly, blinking several times as he realized he was bound. Heard chains rattling nearby. As his vision came into focus, Jared could scent the other Alpha’s that he had smelled every time he had tried to catch up to Jensen throughout the course of the day. Now saw they all wore muzzles and realized he did as well. It wasn’t uncomfortable, just disconcerting. The soft leather straps only pulled tight enough to keep it from coming off without it being cruelly held in place. Jared saw that they were all seated on some sort of large and very comfortable cushions, and that they were all naked.
Their hands were bound to the wall above their heads, soft leather straps interwoven with steel cables laced around their waists, and heavy manacles bound their feet to the floor. They were vulnerable, immobile, and all of their cocks were rock hard. Standing proudly at attention.
Jared could hear the oldest Alpha swearing, promising vengeance against the Omega who had trapped them. All the others were silent, patiently waiting for whatever was to come next. Jared looked up as he heard the door open, saw Jensen enter the room, having cleaned up. He was wearing some sort of robe with long slits up both sides, giving glimpses of his bare legs.
He moved silently amongst them, checking to make sure all of their bonds were secure, but also determining that proper circulation was still being maintained. Jared shivered when Jensen touched him, felt that spark that had always been there, it was stronger now. Jared saw the sadness in Jensen’s eyes as he ran a gentle hand across Jared’s forehead, pushing the hair aside as he scratched Jared’s head tenderly. Soothingly.
Jensen approached an Alpha that had wavy, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Straddling him, lowering himself down, moving the robe out of the way. Jared saw Jensen’s hand move, go under the folds of the robe, heard the sigh as he sank down onto the Alpha’s cock. Jared watched as Jensen paused then, seemed like he was adjusting, trying to seat himself fully. The Alpha was softly growling, then he attempted to headbutt Jensen. Jared raged, pulling against his bonds, growling before he heard Jensen speak. “You can either let me do this, or I can strap your head to the wall. The choice is yours Misha.”
Jared caught Misha’s eye over Jensen’s shoulder and let all the rage he felt out through the expression on his face. Eyes blazing as he stared down at the other Alpha. Misha looked shocked, but motioned his eyes towards Jensen, as if to confirm whom Jared was being enraged by. But Jared shook his head and made a sharp pointing motion with his fingers to indicate it was Misha that had earned his ire.
Misha sank back against the wall as Jensen began to move. Riding him quickly, hand slipping down to play with his balls in order to hurry the process along. Jared watched as Jensen turned Misha’s head, baring his neck, a moment before he bit down. Misha howled and thrashed as he was claimed. Jensen went rigid, a small, gasping moan leaving him before he fell against Misha’s chest. Seeking comfort from a mate like only Omega’s do.
Jared watched and waited for Misha’s knot to go down. Wanted to be the one holding Jensen. Wanted to be the one buried deep inside what he imagined would be a very tight channel. Wet with slick, clutching his cock as he thrust into him for hours on end. Jared watched as Jensen moved off of Misha and approached the older Alpha. The one who Jared knew would try anything in his power to harm Jensen.
Jensen seemed to know it also as he strapped the Alpha’s head back against the wall before he straddled him. “I already know your feeling on the matter Jeffrey. But as you don’t know what the future holds, I would strongly suggest you begin to treat me with a little more respect.” Jared watched as Jeffrey spit at Jensen. Most was caught on the muzzle, but enough got past it to make Jared howl with rage. They all looked at Jared then, Jensen with faint pride in his expression, the others with a healthy degree of fear.
Jensen used the distraction to stuff a rag in past the weave of the muzzle. Jeffrey began to gag as his expression conveyed utter disgust. The aroma wafted over to Jared as Jeffrey thrashed and Jared had to fight the urge to vomit, whatever the cloth had been soaked in, it was revolting.
“Settle, or I will leave you in the muzzle, with a freshly soaked cloth, everyday for the rest of your life. Do you understand me?” Jensen spoke calmly, waited patiently.
Jared watched as Jeffrey nodded and Jensen removed the cloth, placing it back into the plastic bag. Jensen moved to finish straddling Jeffrey and began to repeat the same process as had occurred with Misha. Working Jeffrey to completion, biting him, riding out his thrashing, resting until the knot went down, and then moving to the next Alpha.
Jared was surprised by the calmness and acceptance he saw coming off of the next Alpha. Young, blond, and entirely too innocent looking. “Alexander, will you let me do this? Be a good Alpha for me?” Jensen’s tone was soft, like he knew the answer to the question already. Jared watched as Alexander nodded and easily accepted Jensen’s attention, seemed pleased about the act that was to occur. He barely even moved when Jensen bit his neck and claimed him. Jared heard the softly whispered thank you as Jensen closed his eyes and rested his head against Alexander’s shoulder. Jared noted the peaceful expression on Alexander’s face as he had watched Jensen use him.
The next Alpha seemed eager for Jensen to begin. “Alright Rich. Should’ve known you would be this accommodating.” Rich was the smallest Alpha there, almost the same size as Jensen. He radiated warmth and genuine good humor, but he still thrashed as Jensen bit down and claimed him. A soft whimper escaped him. Jared could see the rapidly fading light through the window in the door, knew that time was growing short.
Jensen approached him and something in his entire demeanor changed. He stood taller, prouder. He stripped out of the robe he had worn with all of the others, and Jared realized he hadn’t actually come yet. He had been with four other Alpha’s, and he hadn’t received enough pleasure to climax. Jared tried to convey his willingness to please, to pleasure, to give his Omega all. Jensen reached down, softly stroking his hair again, Jared could hear the soft sigh. The whispered, “Jay.”
Jared felt Jensen’s hands on him, guiding him to what he had dreamt about for over ten years. Felt the incredible heat, the tight slide, the slick that smelled of chocolate and raspberries. Held himself still as soft thighs slid up and around Jared’s narrow hips. The hands that caressed his wide chest, sliding back up to run through his hair. Jensen began to move, and it was all Jared could do not to throw his head back and howl triumphantly. Jared tried to thrust up, to help Jensen, but he was too tightly bound. He met Jensen’s eyes, let all the love he felt flow across the divide. The tingle was growing stronger, now it was an itch that seemed to penetrate every part of him. His skin felt tight, stretched; he was ready to crawl right out of it.
Jensen was staring right back at him. Jared could feel how weak he was, barely able to lift himself any longer. Jared willed himself to come, to finish this so that his Omega could rest. Jensen leaned in and Jared felt the kiss on his neck, right at the juncture where his neck met his shoulder. The soft lick just before the sharp teeth descended and Jared was left thrashing. His inner Alpha protesting wildly. Jared forced himself to stop, felt his knot begin to catch. Willed Jensen to ease into him, to let Jared protect him, like his Alpha was screaming for him to do. Jared felt the clench a moment before the first hot splash began to coat his belly. Pulse after sticky sweet pulse. Jared felt Jensen collapse against him, arms weakly circling his chest as Jensen laid his head against Jared’s shoulder.
Jared realized the bell had begun to toll as he leaned in and tried to comfort Jensen, the cold metal of the muzzle hindering him, but it was already done. All parts of the ceremony had been completed. Jensen was now his, for all time. Jared met the gaze of every other Alpha in the rapidly fading light, daring them to challenge him. Letting them know what the consequences would be if they did anything to harm his Omega.
Jared held himself as still as a statue. Allowing Jensen to get the rest he so obviously needed. Tomorrow would come soon enough to deal with this multiple Alpha situation. But if Jared had anything to say about it, he would be in charge of the others, making sure they always treated their Omega with the love and respect that he so richly deserved.
*****
The following morning only served to deepen Jared’s confusion over the situation he had suddenly found himself in. At some point in the night Jensen had left them, only to return and drug them all again. They had awoken chained to the floor, bent over with their heads resting on their folded arms, knees tucked under them, comforted by the cushions they had sat on as Jensen had mated himself to them. Jared had listened as Jensen let them know that they all belonged to him. Watched as Jensen demonstrated his ability to control them through his innate Alpha powers.
Jared was shocked. If Jensen had been turned, he would have lost those powers. Jared was startled by the pulse that came through the bond, the one that sought to give Jared comfort from his jumbled thoughts. He felt the tender kiss as Jensen released him and followed the orders to clean-up, dress, and eat almost mindlessly.
Once they were in the SUV Jared noted the direction they were going, thinking that it wasn’t correct. Knowing where all of Jensen’s homes were, he knew something was wrong. After they had stopped for gas and Jensen went into the store to pay, Jared watched as Misha made a poorly planned escape attempt. Even Jeffrey hadn’t been foolish enough to try that, not after his treatment of the previous evening. Jared watched Jensen come back, ask after his missing Alpha. Jared wanted to respond, but he found he was being held silent, the bond not allowing the words to leave his mouth.
Jared watched as the command for pain left the others writhing, Jared had jolted in surprise when the command was given, but he didn’t feel what he knew the others must be experiencing. At Jensen’s command for silence, Jared felt him reach out and ask for him to act like he was being punished. Jared proceeded to jerk and move in his seat, trying to comply as best as he could. Once Misha came stumbling back, Jensen gave the order for calm and Jared relaxed, watched the drama play out as Jensen lowered the window and spoke to Misha, while actually speaking to all of them. Warning them of what punishment their bad behavior would earn them.
Jared wanted to speak up, to ask Jensen what was going on but Jensen sent out a pulse to sleep as he turned up the classical music that was coming from the SUV’s speakers. Jared drifted off only to be awakened by a jolt of pure terror. He noted how tightly Jensen was holding himself, saw the flashing lights behind them, and watched as the strange Alpha approached the car. Jared recognized the scent, heard Mark speak, remembered that long ago day with Ruth. Found himself exposing his neck along with all of the others. Felt the bond hold him in place as Jensen was pulled from the vehicle and pushed against the hood. Saw Mark lean in close to Jensen, felt the memories flood into him through the bond. Knew Jensen’s pain and grief. Knew the violent act committed against him in that dirty motel room. Heard the mocking voice as Mark had informed Jensen that no one would want him, not even that degenerate Alpha.
Jared knew Mark was speaking about him. He felt rage begin to flood into every single fiber of his being. Hot and powerful. Making him need to crush and destroy the animal that had caused all of the pain both he and Jensen had endured over the last ten years. When Jensen blocked the bite and sent the pulse for help Jared exploded from the vehicle. He reached Mark first, ripping him away, beginning to beat him for every single wretched thing this Alpha had surely done. Not just to him and Jensen, but to Ruth, and any other Alpha or Omega that had been deemed unworthy, or lesser than.
The command to stop was heeded, and Jared watched as Jensen toyed with Mark. They dragged him to the picnic table, watched as Jensen spoke to Mark again. Once the command was given, Jared unleashed himself on this miserable excuse of an Alpha. Savaging him in every possible way. Watched as Misha was the first to use his mouth. Watched as Jeffrey punched Mark, shattering his eye socket. Jared felt nothing but joy as he broke both of Mark’s arms. All the while pounding into him, never breaking the brutal rhythm, popping his knot in and out multiple times before he finally allowed it to catch and filled Mark up with the first of many releases. Helped to hold Mark down as Rich approached him, and saw the leg kick out. Smiled with satisfaction as Rich caught it and broke it in three places before he slammed in and began his own brutal conquest. Heard Rich muttering about how no one would ever be allowed to hurt Jensen again.
Watched as all of the Alpha’s agreed, each waiting for their turn. Pinching flesh cruelly, punching his ribs, plugging his nose, forcing him to try to beg for mercy. Offering him reprieves that were never granted. Jared watched as they all viciously used Mark. And then did it again, and again. Jared heard Jensen place the call and knew it would soon be over. Saw Alexander almost tear the flesh from Mark’s hips as he held him tight while he drove into him again and again. Jared saw Misha grab a handful of Mark’s hair, wrenching his head back, twisting it to the side as he whispered a promise in his ear. That they would be back to do this to him again.
As the ambulance pulled up, all of them proceeded to spit on him before they let loose with multiple streams of hot piss. Marking him as worthless, lower than garbage. Jared waited impatiently for the statements to be given, the paperwork to be inspected. All of the Alpha’s were restless, needing to be with their Omega. They could feel his pain, knew his horror at the violence committed in his name. Jensen tried to comfort them so that they would calm down, but it wasn’t enough, they needed more.
Once they were loaded up again, Jensen forced them to sleep, their desire to comfort and protect him was beginning to overwhelm Jensen. Jared felt him approaching his limits, and he reached out to place his hand on Jensen’s knee. Jared saw the small smile before he was forced to rest.
Jared woke to find they were at a hotel, then Jensen was leading them towards the Mating Suite. Jared watched as Jensen collapsed on the bed, overcome by the events of the day. Jared held him while Alexander and Rich got cleaned up, only allowing Misha close while he waited for the two he trusted to keep Jensen safe to return. Once Rich and Alexander came back into the bedroom, Jared turned Jensen over to them, the look he gave them promising dire retribution if anything happened to their Omega while he was getting cleaned up. Jared grabbed Jeffrey and made sure he came with him while he washed off all of the filth that had been Mark. Once Jared was done, he returned and sent Misha to get ready as well.
Jared looked down on his Omega. Held by two other Alpha’s, and he felt a sense of possessiveness that would not be contained. He felt immense pride as Jensen looked up and motioned for him to join them, having already been stripped naked, Jared pulled him from the others and proceeded to live out his every fantasy. Lavishing that perfect Omega body with licks, nibbles, kisses, caresses, and touches wrought in the gentlest way possible. With a reverence and devotion that Jared never even knew he could possess.
When he was finally able to sink into the incredible heat, feel the stretch, savor the soft sounds escaping from Jensen, filling him till he could go no further. Felt the presence of the other Alpha’s, knew they were watching their Omega’s true Alpha claim him in every way that he could. Felt the clench, then smelled the sweet release that only Jared had been able to wring out of Jensen.
But as much as he wanted to keep Jensen to himself, he knew he had to share his Omega. Knew the bonds had to be strengthened after the terrible events of the day. He rolled to the side then, and allowed the others to join them, one at a time. Felt Jensen curl into him, seeking the protection that he knew Jared would die to give to him. Jared met each Alpha’s eyes as they came forward. Watched as Rich first helped to open Jensen further, and then fucked him in a manner that left no question about the devotion that he felt for their Omega. But Jared hadn’t been willing to take any chances, wrapping a large hand around the back of Jensen’s exposed neck, making sure no one would be able to even attempt to harm him further.
Alexander had followed. His devotion to their Omega was clear in his actions. Each caress given tenderly. Each lick of his tongue, gentle. Every soft suck of his mouth, elegant. Jared felt the myriad emotions pouring through the bond, felt how deeply this young Alpha would try to please, to love. How his gentleness had vanished entirely when he had been consumed by the rage they had all felt towards Mark, replaced by a merciless savagery that had been used to defend their Omega. Felt how Alexander would never allow harm to befall Jensen ever again, if only he would be granted the opportunity to do so. Jared watched as Alexander rocked his hips carefully, fucking into Jensen as though he was entirely to delicate for this cruel world.
Misha came next, lavishing attention to Jensen’s stretched rim. Cleaning away most of the evidence that he wasn’t the first to be granted the privilege of time with their precious Omega. Jared watched him closely, saw the care and tenderness that he took as he fucked into Jensen. Saw the gentle hands massage Jensen’s bent limbs, offering some small measure of respite to their Omega. As Jared rocked his own hips into Jensen, he felt another hot release coat his belly, knowing that he was the cause, knowing the others just couldn’t satisfy their Omega like he could.
Jared watched Jeffrey approach them, saw him give Jensen less attention than the others had, felt him push in carelessly, felt Jensen’s small shudder, one that was not caused by pleasure. Then he heard Jeffrey whisper in Jensen’s ear. Call him a bitch. He wanted to kill Jeffrey, rip his worthless balls clean off. Jared watched as all the others quickly swarmed Jeffrey, holding him, making sure he couldn’t cause any harm. Jared ordered the apology, seething as Jensen calmly accepted it. Knowing how hurt he was, how he felt the insult was born from truth somehow. Felt as Jensen curled in even closer to Jared’s powerful form, seeking the protection he instinctively knew he would always find there.
Jared felt Jeffrey’s forced release, and watched as the others pulled him away before they began to beat him. But again, Jensen stopped it. Punishing Jeffrey in his own way, the more non-violent Omega way.
Jared rolled them again and began to direct the care that Jensen needed. Massaging his limbs, cleaning him of all the mingled come. Savoring the incredible flavor of the mouthful that Misha gave him, sharing lingering kisses with Jensen as the others tended to his tender areas. When Jensen said they needed to begin again, but all of them this time, Jared had felt a sharp stab of jealousy, but he squashed it down, feeling the sadness that was roiling within Jensen. Jared caught a glimpse of several other Omega’s flash through Jensen’s mind, began to suspect what Jensen was going to do.
Jared realized he needed to let Jensen have this, this one last thing. Jared helped position their Omega, watched the emotions play across his gorgeous face. Helped to hold Jensen up, while still protecting him, even though he was now certain that the other Alpha’s would do him no harm. Watched as those plush lips stretched obscenely over and over again. Heard the soft sighs escape past his full throat with every massage or caress that Jared gave him. Watched as Jeffrey’s punishment was finally ended. As Jensen finished off both Rich and Misha. Felt the echo of the pulses shoot down the throat that was held against his guarding fingers.
Finally coming as hard as he ever had when Jensen leaned down and began to kiss him again. Felt the amazing clench, fairly certain he had nothing left to give as Jensen came a final time. And then it was just them again and Jared cleaned up every drop of evidence that anyone but him had ever touched his Omega. They had all sunk into the bath, Jared holding an almost unconscious Jensen, he was so rung out.
They all piled into the bed, and Jared was the Alpha that held their Omega, no – his Omega – all through the remainder of the night, allowing Alexander the honor of pressing close to Jensen’s back.
The next day saw all of the Alpha’s being paired up with and transferred away to other Omega’s. Jared felt a small fission of fear deep inside. He felt he had proved himself, but what if he was wrong? Would Jensen still want him?
“Am I to be given away as well?” Jared hates how he sounds, so needy and sad. He wouldn’t be surprised if Jensen let him go just for that.
“No, Jay. You’re mine. From now until the day we die.” Jared can’t help smiling, feeling such relief at Jensen’s response. He closes his eyes to savor the moment, feels the hand on his knee, he looks towards his Omega. Feeling the love flow through the bond. The jolt is stronger now, like it had been muted before since Jensen was being shared amongst too many. Jared watches out the window as they set off towards their home.
*****
Jared notes how pale Jensen is compared to him, the contrast made even more stark as Jared watches both of Jensen’s hands wrap tight around his wrist. The wrist of the hand that is currently around Jensen’s throat, squeezing tight. Jared can see the panic in his Omega’s eyes, bites his lip as the clench of Jensen’s amazingly spectacular ass clutches his cock even tighter. Said cock thrusting deep, helping to push the Omega’s hips higher, already bowed off of the bed, lithe legs wrapped around Jared’s lean waist. His other hand holding his Omega’s incredibly firm ass. Jared can see Jensen’s lips just beginning to turn blue, knows how desperately he wants to use the bond to make Jared stop. But Jared can feel Jensen’s legs wrap tighter, feel his hips work harder to help Jared find the perfect angle.
Jared lets the unrepentantly wicked smile curve his lips a moment before he finds that hidden sweet spot, finally releasing his hold on Jensen’s throat, sliding his hands to curve around Jensen’s shoulders as he leans down, engulfing the smaller man with his massive body, pulling him in tight so he can pound into him with even more ferocity. Hears the desperate gasping as air is finally able to be drawn into deprived lungs, feels the exquisite clench become impossibly tighter, smiles as Jensen’s release stripes his stomach and chest, Jensen coming so hard his muscles spasm and lock, holding him immobile as Jared slams in one final time before he finally finds his own release. Shooting deep, claiming his Omega from within. Knot expanding to lock them together.
Jared collapses on top of his Omega, trying to catch his own breath. Leaning up when he feels lips curve into a smile against his broad chest. Seeing the long lashes laying against the freckled cheeks. The parted lips still drawing in harsh, almost gasping breaths. Jared leans away slightly, balancing on one elbow as he cups Jensen’s face, running a thumb over the delicate cheekbone.
“So, is that what you really want from me, Jen?” The tone is unmistakably Alpha, but it still comes across as a considerate mate seeking assurance.
“Jesus, fuck, Jay.” A pause as Jensen licks his plush lips. “I’m gonna need that every goddamn day and twice on Sunday.”
Jared looks down into dazed leaf green eyes, soft now, all the defensive guarding long since gone. Feels the joy coming across the bond from his Omega, finally able to submit to his one true Alpha, knowing that he will be safe and well cared for, even in the heat of an overwhelmingly passionate encounter. Knowing that his Omega has been freed from the trap set for it by Jensen’s own inner Alpha all those years ago, after he had mistaken submission for surrender.
Jared smiles as he leans down and kisses Jensen tenderly. “Your wish is my command, Jen.”
Jared watches as Jensen falls into an exhausted slumber, sated in a way that he never had been before. Jared rolls them so that Jensen rests on his wide chest, smiling with wicked satisfaction as he realizes that today is indeed Sunday.
The End