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You are an alpha; proud and domineering; a leader like no other. Your glance alone is enough to fill others with fear or admiration depending solely on your whims. Human omega blush and rub against you as your presence sends them into an uncontrollable heat. The devils of Hell get on their knees and spread themselves open as they beg to take your knot. Even the most noble of Hell's denizens prostrate themselves before you after catching a whiff of your overwhelming pheromones.
But not this one.
This one is the king of ruts, the lord of heats, the very beast from which instinct and desire originate, the one who decrees that pheromones overpower logic and reason. He is Asmodeus, the very embodiment of lust. And he is staring directly at you as you choke on his thick cock.
“Take me deeper and I'll knot your mouth,” his words drip with sex and honey, making your poor neglected cock dribble cum unabated onto the floor below.
He doesn't wait for you to take him deeper. Instead, he places his hand onto the back of your head and pushes you forward until the soft, smooth head of his cock brushes against the back of your throat. The entire thing cannot fit into your mouth let alone knot it.
“It's cute how small your mouth is.”
He sounds excited as his tip rubs against your throat, the taste of salty yet sweet cum pouring onto the back of your tongue as he finishes. He releases so much that it bloats your cheeks and dribbles out the corner of your lips, even around his dick.
The taste of another alpha's cum feels vile on your tongue, but you find yourself swallowing down the liquid that fills your mouth anyway. Even as more pours out into your mouth, you still drink it down like fine wine.
Once he's satisfied that his first orgasm has passed, he pulls you off of his dick. He takes only a moment to admire the sight of your lips covered in his cum before pulling you up to his level so you are sitting in his lap, staring into his eyes. Without warning, he captures your lips with his own.
His tongue forces its way into your mouth, licking across your teeth, gums, the insides of your cheek; wherever his tongue can explore, it does, as if trying to taste his own cum on your breath.
Part of your brain tells you to bite his tongue, to make him bleed as recompense for daring to cum down your throat. Another part tells you to lie back and experience this undeniable pleasure. After all, you were the one who went down on him in the first place.
You aren't even sure how it happened. All you know is that one moment the other kings were warning you about him and the next you and him were alone and you were sucking on his cock like it was the tastiest treat you had ever experienced. Everything in between those moments is a faint blur, but you know it all felt good.
After he's gotten his fill of your breath mixed with his cum, Asmodeus pulls away with a drunken expression on his face. There's a large smile on his face as he seemingly begins to undress you so thoroughly that he must be imagining what it would taste like to suck the marrow directly from your bones.
His hand cups your ass and you let out an involuntary moan. He massages and kneads the fat in his hand before letting his fingers run along the fabric where both cheeks meet.
“You're making a mess,” he says as he picks his lips. “But it's not enough.”
“I'm not-” you finally manage to squeak out between heavy breaths, “I'm not an omega.”
“Everyone is an omega in front of me.” Asmodeus digs his fingers into fabric, forcefully pressing it against your skin so you can feel how wet it is. His smile goes nearly manic. “Your body knows it too. You're ready for an alpha to satisfy you, aren't you?”
The thought makes you groan.
Your body can't help but throb with need at the promise of sinking onto Asmodeus' hard, eager cock and riding it until he floods you with-
What are you thinking!?!
You are an alpha! A proud alpha who makes every omega in your path swoon and fall over themselves to experience being impaled on your dick and loved until their heat passes. You have never once in your entire life wanted for another alpha's cum! No matter how thick and rich and hot it may be. No matter how much it would fill you up…
Your lower body pulses with need.
You cannot imagine the look on your face as you consider the possibility, but Asmodeus seems to like whatever it is.
His hand slips past your waistband so his long, dexterous fingers can prod at your aching hole.
“You want me to knot you.”
It isn’t a question and there is no doubt in his voice as he says it.
“N- No,” you protest, but your voice sounds fake even to you. “I'm an alpha. You can't…”
His fingers curl and you can feel the first one pressing inside of you with no resistance.
“Then knot me,” he says with no hesitation. “Alpha, beta, omega. It doesn't matter. All of them will find pleasure with me. If you have to knot me to realize you're my omega now, then go ahead.”
Asmodeus slips his finger out of you and you immediately feel empty. The cloth that covers him is already pushed to the side due to your early venture between his legs, so he can reach down past his solid cock and full balls to spread his hole apart in invitation.
“Let out your lust. Release your very last rut inside of me.”
You pounce on him without a second thought. To say you are completely unaffected by him would be a lie. You're not so foolish to think your willpower is enough when faced with lust-incarnate, but his invitation is all you need to establish yourself as a proud alpha. You plan to have him begging you for more why the time you finish with him.
Your mind is hazy as you strip clothing from your sweaty body. Wet underwear is thrown somewhere without a care. For a brief moment you consider tearing off his as well, but decide you'd rather not waste those precious seconds. Instead, you line your cock up with his hole and allow yourself to sink into him. He's not wet like an omega, but his body doesn't offer any resistance as you sheath your cock in his warmth.
Asmodeus feels different than any omega you've had before. His hole is soft, hugging every inch of your shaft and massaging it as you begin to hump him. It's addictive. Every time you try to pull away, your hips eagerly slam back into him.
“Fuck me harder. Even if you're an omega, I'll indulge your cock. Then I'll satisfy your bitch hole.” He pants beneath you, tongue hanging out of his mouth and eyes nearly glowing with lust. “Fuck your rut into me.”
“Shut up,” you growl through gritted teeth as you do exactly as he ordered; rutting into him.
“Such a virile cock. It's going to send me into rut.” He wraps his legs around your hips, pulling you in deeper as he ignores your protests. “Let's fuck each other. Rut. Heat. Rut. Heat. We'll fuck each other until there's nothing left. We'll go mad together.”
As he speaks, his walls squeeze down around you. The friction is unlike anything you've ever experienced before and you soon find yourself spilling inside of him far too quickly. Even as you cum, you cannot stop your hips and he's able to constrict and milk your cock with each stroke.
You pull out of Asmodeus. His asshole appears flushed and slightly swollen from the force of your thrusting. It should be a beautiful sight – a hole ruined on your cock – but there is no sense of satisfaction. Instead, you feel a deep need; jealousy.
“Aww,” he coos as he reaches between his legs and fingers at his hole. A small bead of cum rests on his fingertip. He brings it to his lips and licks it up. “Omega cum is already delicious, but yours is decadent.”
While your mind is still in a post-orgasmic haze, he sits up and places a hand against your chest. With little effort, he pushes against you and sends you tumbling backward. Now he is the one over you.
“My turn,” he says, already burying his stiff cock inside of you as he interlaces his fingers with yours.
He goes in easily, a wet squelch following as he bottoms out.
“What a warm, wet hole,” he praises as he stares down at you. “It's sucking me inside and won't let me go.”
You think to curse him, but words won't come out. All that you can manage is a throaty moan as his dick scrapes out your insides.
“You're perfect. I think I've fallen in love,” he fawns, but his voice is drowned out by the noises you make.
Nothing coming out of you is intelligible. Not even your thoughts make sense as you feel heat rising in your belly, begging to be filled.
He bends down so he can lick a stripe up your neck. “I want to bite you. Then it'll feel even better.”
There are no protests as you shiver, knowing how close he is to being able to bite your unprotected neck and claim you. An alpha isn't supposed to be able to be claimed, but something inside of you whines for it. You want to be claimed by a strong alpha like Asmodeus.
That thought terrifies you as soon as you have it.
Your mind snaps back to reality and your current situation. Asmodeus is fucking your wet ass. You've gotten hard from feeling him inside of you. His natural scent is overwhelming your senses. You're wrapped around his cock – his knot beating against your asshole but not yet slipping in – and you think you're about to cum.
It makes you feel less like an alpha and more like…
The realization that your body has given in to him and is acting more like an omega makes your shaky hold on your pride snap. You orgasm again shortly after the previous, but this time it isn't from your cock. You feel it in your ass, where he is still pounding into you with vigor. It's like liquid lava is gushing out of you around his girth.
He chuckles but does not stop his pace. “Good boy. Was that your first anal orgasm?” He looks excited by the idea. “Every omega should enjoy them. That's the right I've given them.”
“I'm not an omega,” you choke out. “I'm an alpha.”
You protest but it sounds insincere. Even to you. Your body is clinging to him, allowing him to mold it as he pleases. Your instincts are crying for you to present for him.
But Asmodeus looks thrilled.
"Then let's keep fucking until you're a real omega. It'll feel good. We'll both feel good.”
Visions of depravity danced in his eyes and you knew for a fact that, no matter how you tried to hold onto your pride as an alpha, Asmodeus would see that you weren't allowed to leave until you were an omega. His omega.