Chapter 7
It was no doubt Alpha Thunda was the cutest alpha across the entire packs. Omegas from other packs made passes at him and most alphas had planned to pin him to the wall and force their dick into his anus, just to have a feeling of the only alpha that looked prettier than omegas.
In his pack, virtually all the omegas craved to be in his arms, just for one night of rump. They dreamed and breathed him.
He had just hosted the late night party where most of the omegas scented their mates, and announced it to every wolf.
Having had enough fun with his wolves, he decided to retire to his tent when, he barged in to see two omegas curled up his bed.
“Apologies my alpha,” one of them whispered and stroked her bust, “We are here to keep you warm, also to announce to you that we scented you as our mates. Don’t worry you don’t have to bother about us. We can be your mates.”
Thunda dimmed his eyes at them and sighed. “One omega can’t scent me as mate let alone two omegas. I would suggest you get dressed and leave my tent now. I am not open for this.”
The other stood out and opened her legs, letting him feed his eyes with her well shaven pussy. She began to stroke it, her upper teeth biting her lower lip, as she struggled to hold her breath and thrust into her pussy.
“Tell me you don’t like what you are seeing,” she raised the other leg, giving enough room for her fingers now. “Even if you don’t want us to be your mate, at least you can ram your monster dick into us.”
“Yes, my alpha , I bet you can’ make us cry, if you can, I dared you ,” the other mumbled and thrusted a finger into her pussy before returning it into her lips, “The gossips making the round is that cute alphas like you are not good in bed.” She began to crawl on all-fours, as she neared him, “But on a serious note I don’t think you can handle me.”
Thunda chuckled and watched as she stroked his chest and stroll her fingers down to his flat belly and then her fingers wer about to get down her thighs and he held her hands.
“I know I can’t handle you,” he whispered into her face, “Can the both of you leave. I don’t have time for this. I am not interested in either of you.”
She pressed her body into his chest. “We are not begging you to announce us as mates. No, we know we are unworthy to be your mates. All we ask of you is to fuck us. Make us scream at the top of our voice. Make us beg for this long shaft between your legs.”
“Please, my alpha,” the other went down on her knees, her hands folded as she pleaded, “We will be gentle. I don’t think my wolf will sleep tonight unless you fuck me until my legs can’t carry me. Please, just one round,” her lustful eyes ran form his face to his cute red lips and feline neck.
Already the other was fingering herself, she bit her lips tighter and rolled her eyes as she imagined Thunda fucking her on the wall. Unable to bear the emotional war, she beckoned, “Please, my alpha just this night and we won’t bother you anymore.”
“I am sorry I can’t do your bidding. You may go out there and find any alpha to help you out.”
Your type is rarely found out there,” The other omega replied , “Please, fuck us. Nobody will know you did. It will be a secret. We have waited for this day to come. We are not going to take it for granted. It will be an honor to be fucked by you.”
“And it will be an honor to lose sight of you,” he shut his eyes, “My eyes are shut now, by the time they are open I don’t want to see either of you in my tent.”
They had often known how brutal and mean he was so they hastily grabbed their dresses and barged out of the tent.
Thunda rested on the door, his gaze circled by the thought of his true gender. Slowly, his image appeared in the mirror on the wall and he took off his cloth, his eyes dwelling on his thick chest; over the years he had built his body so well that his feminine endowments disappeared into a muscular mass.
After appreciating his six packs, he focused on his well-shaven pussy, and then he shut his eyes and quickly wore his cloth, before tossing his head in uncertainty.