Young Thor exhaled slowly as he adjusted his shirt, the delicate fabric losing freely on his skin as he prepared for another night of mingling with the wealthy alphas. The soft glow of candles cast a warm light over the opulent room, accentuating his pale skin and enhancing his ethereal beauty. At a young age, he was already well-versed in the art of seduction, knowing just how to bat his long eyelashes and offer a coy smile to lure in his customers. Doesn't matter if he wanted to do it or not.
But tonight, it was all different. He felt unsafe, unsure of what was about to come. He had just turned 18 last night. He knew tonight everything would change for him. Tonight he would be taken as a whole. No more mere touches.
As he made his way down the grand staircase, his little long blonde hair cascaded in loose waves down the back of his neck, he couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment from his surroundings. This was just another night, another performance to ensure his survival in this cruel world where omegas were seen as nothing more than mere objects to be used and discarded.
He saw the patrons waiting for him. The news of him finally being of a legal age had spread throughout the city like a flue. He greeted the patrons with practiced charm, allowing them to admire his slender frame and delicate features before leading them to a private room where he would fulfill their deepest desires. Whoever will pay more, will get the chance to have this omega for whatever desired time the alpha offers.
The hours tick by slowly, each encounter draining a little more of Thor's spirit until he felt hollow inside, a mere shell of the vibrant young omega he used to be. The alphas' hands roamed over his body possessively, their eyes gleaming with lust as they whispered promises of luxury and power in exchange for his compliance.
Thor tried to remain composed, to keep up the facade of a willing participant in this sordid game, but inside he was screaming. He longed to break free from this gilded cage, to run far away from the lecherous gazes and wandering hands that left him feeling violated and degraded.
Just as he thought he couldn't bear another moment of this torment, the door burst open and in strode tall a figure that made his heart skip a beat. Loki, the enigmatic alpha known for his cunning wit and insatiable appetite for pleasure, surveyed the room with a knowing smirk playing on his lips.
The owner of the brothel took one look at Loki and saw nothing but gold signs. With a greedy glint in his eye, he grabbed Thor roughly by the arm and dragged him over to where Loki stood, like a prize to be claimed.
Thor's confusion turned to fear as he saw the hunger in Loki's gaze, realizing that he was now at the mercy of an alpha who was known for his dominance and cruelty. He knew that he couldn't resist Loki, not if he wanted to survive the night.
Loki let out a low, rumbling laugh, his eyes never leaving Thor's trembling form.
"Well, well, look what we have here."
He drawled, his voice smooth as honey but with an undercurrent of danger that made Thor's skin crawl.
"A young, tender omega, ripe for the taking. I can see why you've been saving him for me."
The owner smirked at that.
Loki reached into his cloak and pulled out a small, worn bag, the coins within clinking and jingling, his eyes never leaving Thor. He tossed the bag at the owner, who caught it gracelessly, his eyes wide with satisfaction.
"You know how to choose the best ones, my friend."
He said, his voice thick with greed.
Loki walked over to Thor, his steps deliberate and confident, and grabbed him roughly by the arm.
"I'll take this for the entire night."
Loki said, his voice low and dangerous, calling out Thor as if he was an object.
"And if I'm not satisfied, I'll have your head for it."
The owner gulped, nodding vigorously.
"Of course, Loki. Whatever you want. You're always welcome here. You'll enjoy this more than you ever did."
He spoke, but took a pause.
"Just...don't harm him. He's the best one I have."
He said, hesitantly.
Loki smiled, a cruel and twisted grin that sent a shiver down Thor's spine.
"Oh, I promise you, he will be well taken care of. But for now, I want you to do me a favor."
He turned to Thor, now grabbing him by the wrist and pulling him towards a door at the back of the room.
Thor struggled against Loki's grip, but it was useless. The alpha was far too strong.
"Don't disturb me at all."
He spoke with a demanding voice to the owner.
As Loki dragged Thor into the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings, depicting scenes of forbidden pleasures. The room seemed to hum with an energy that was both erotic and dangerous. Both of them could hear the nuisance outside the room as other alphas created a fuss over not being able to have the young omega for themselves.
As Loki roughly pushed Thor into the room, a shiver of anticipation ran through the alpha's veins. His heart raced with excitement, and a thrill of power filled him. He knew what he wanted, and he was going to take it.
He shoved Thor roughly against the wall, his eyes burning with desire.
"Strip immediately, omega."
He demanded, his voice low but heavy.
Thor gulped, his eyes wide with fear and panic. His heart pounded in his chest, his hands trembling as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a smooth, lithe, hardly visible frame. Loki's eyes raked over Thor's body, drinking in every detail. He could see the way the lean muscles beneath his delicate cloth rippled with tension, the bright blush of shame and desire creeping up his cheeks.
Thor's heart raced as he struggled to undress, each movement an enemy to his trembling hands. Loki watched with satisfaction as Thor's body was being revealed, every curve and muscle outlined in stark relief against the flickering candlelight.
As Thor stood half naked before him, Loki took a step closer, his eyes never leaving Thor's body. With a smirk, he reached out and ran his fingers along Thor's sensitive nipples, eliciting a gasp from the young omega, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. Thor's breath hitched in his throat, his eyes widening in a combination of fear and disbelief as he tried to control his body's involuntary response, his eyes locked on Loki's piercing gaze.
Loki's fingers trailed down his chest, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He could see the way Thor's breathing quickened. His touch was possessive, dominating, and it sent shivers down Thor's spine.
Thor gulped, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he couldn't resist Loki, not if he wanted to survive the night. He knew that he was at the alpha's mercy, and there was nothing he could do to change that fact.
Loki started to pinch and touch Thor everywhere, his breath heavy with desire. Thor cringed with each touch, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and discomfort. Loki's dominant grip on his wrist was a constant reminder of his power over the omega.
"You are so beautiful."
Loki whispered, his voice thick with lust.
As his fingers continued to explore Thor's body, the young omega could feel a wave of terror wash over him. He could feel his own heartbeat, the heat of it rising from within him, threatening to consume him. Despite his fear, he couldn't deny the feral instincts that lay dormant within him, awakened by Loki's touch. After all he was an omega.
Loki's eyes glinted with lust, and he let out a deep, throaty growl. His hand moved lower, tracing the outlines of Thor's hip bones, his fingers dipping into the crook of his waist. Thor's breath hitched in his throat, and he could feel a bead of sweat trickle down his spine. Loki's touch was possessive, dominating, cruel. He could feel Loki's dominance, the raw power that courses through him, a wave of nervousness crashing over him.
"Every inch of you is exquisite."
The alpha groaned.
Thor tried to look away, his face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and unease. But Loki grabbed his chin and forced his gaze back to meet his.
"Do not deny me this, omega. You are mine for tonight, and you will do as I say."
Loki growled, his voice low and dangerous.
"You will submit to me, and you will obey me. Do you understand?"
He spoke with a dominant and demanding voice.
Thor hesitated for a moment, his eyes wide with fear and dread. His heart beating wildly in his chest. He knew he had no choice but to obey Loki. The alpha's dominance was too strong, and he could feel himself succumbing to it. He had to find a way to survive the night and hope that Loki would see him as worthy of being protected.
"Yes, Alpha."
Thor whispered.
Loki's lips curled up in a twisted smile, a grin of pride and lust spreaded across his face as he basked in the title of alpha bestowed upon him by Thor. With a sudden surge of strength, he took hold of Thor's clothes and ripped them off in one swift motion, forcefully and roughly grabbing him by the neck, his fingers digging in firmly, gazing into the omega's eyes with an intense hunger. Thor's breath caught in his throat as he struggled against Loki's grip.
"Say that again."
Loki groaned with hunger in his voice.
Thor's eyes widened, the fear and confusion in them threatening to consume him. He could feel the alpha's dominance over him, the raw power coursing through his body, making his heart race.
"A..alpha."
He whispered again, his voice trembling with a mix of submission and dismay.
Loki's smile turned into a grin, his eyes glinted with lust as he continued to look into Thor's eyes. His grip on the omega's neck tightened, and he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Thor's ear.
"You're mine, omega."
He growled, his voice low and dangerous.
"And you will submit to me, you will obey me."
Thor's body shook as he tried to resist, but Loki's hold on him was too strong. His heart raced, and he could feel the heat of Loki's breath on his skin. His body trembled with desire and fear, but somewhere deep inside, he knew he had no choice. He had to give in to Loki's dominance, to accept the pain and pleasure that came with it. It was a struggle he knew he couldn't win.
Loki's fingers dug even deeper into Thor's neck, his grip tightening as he slowly brought his lips closer to Thor's. The omega could feel his pulse racing, his heart beating wildly in his chest. He could sense the raw power emanating from the alpha, the intensity of his dominance overwhelming him. The alpha's eyes locked onto his, the gaze burning with hunger and possessiveness.
In that moment, Thor could feel his resistance crumbling, his body yearning for Loki's touch. He felt disgusted. He never wanted to feel like this. But, after all, he was an omega. This was what he was made for, born for. To submit to the alpha ahead of him.
"Y..yes, Alpha."
He whispered with a trembling voice.
Loki's grip tightened, pulling Thor closer, their bodies now touching in the most intimate of ways. Thor gasped, the sensation overwhelming him as Loki's hands roamed freely over his body, tracing the lines of his lean muscles, feeling the weakness beneath his skin.
"Every part of you is mine."
Loki growled, his voice low and seductive.
"Every inch of your body, every drop of your blood. You are all mine! Do you hear it?"
His voice takes a louder tone.
Thor's breath caught in his throat, his heart pounding wildly against his chest. The alpha's dominance was undeniable. He wanted to shove the alpha away, but he knew that fighting back would only lead to pain and humiliation. He had nothing left to lose anymore, and so he surrendered, his body trembling with a mixture of fear and desire.
Loki smiled cruelly, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He could feel the omega's submission, the way his body was begging for his touch. He reached for Thor's lips, gently brushing them with the tips of his fingers before finally, forcefully kissing him. His tongue plunged into Thor's mouth, exploring every inch of it, tasting the omega's sweetness and submissiveness.
Thor squirmed beneath Loki, his body writhing in pleasure and pain. The feeling was disgusting, but somehow, it excited him, arousing him to his very core. He felt Loki's hands on him, tearing his any leftover clothing away, leaving him completely exposed and vulnerable.
Loki's lips trailed down Thor's neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. The omega let out a gasp, his body trembling in pleasure and pain. Loki's touch was both a caress and a strike, and Thor found himself lost in the sensations, unable to resist his alpha's advances. He had never felt like this truly. Numerous alphas have touched him, bit him, but this feeling was overwhelming. Maybe... maybe he had finally found his destined alpha? Maybe he belonged to Loki? The omega was all confused and pleasured at the same time.
As Loki continued to explore the young boy's body, the omega's fears and desires melded together into a wild, primal need. He could feel Loki's cock growing harder against his thighs through the pants, the pressure being a reminder of what was to come. He could hear the alpha's heartbeat, a dark, pounding rhythm that matched the pulse of his own body.
With a fierce growl, Loki lunged at Thor, his teeth bared and ready to mark him as his own. His sharp incisors grazed against Thor's neck and mouth, leaving behind a trail of stinging bites. The taste of Thor's skin, salty and sweet, filled Loki's senses as he marked him possessively. Each bite was a declaration of dominance, a reminder for the world to know whom this omega belonged to. His each bite left a red, angry mark on Thor's skin, and the taste of blood filled his mouth. The sharp sting of each bite sent a wave of pain through Thor, making him hiss in pain. He closed his eyes. He knew he had to submit. This was his work, he reminded himself.
His body ached with a searing pain, threatening to bring tears to his eyes. He felt as though his whole body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming in protest. His chest heaved with the effort of breathing through the pain. Every breath was a struggle, each movement sending jolts of agony through his body. He gritted his teeth, trying to focus on something other than the pain pulsing through every fiber of his being. His jaw was clenched so tight it threatened to crack under the pressure. Yet somehow, he refused to give into the urge to cry out. He knew the consequences. He was here to bring pleasure to the alphas who claimed him.
As he struggled to hold back his tears, Loki's hands shot out and grabbed a fistful of his hair, twisting them forcefully. With a swift pull, he forced Thor's head to fall back, causing his neck to arch uncomfortably. Then, with a devilish grin, he began kissing and licking every inch of the exposed skin on Thor's neck, leaving no area untouched by his insistent lips and tongue. The sensation was maddening, a mix of agony and ecstasy that left Thor weak and wanting more. His senses were overwhelmed by the smell of Loki's musky alpha cologne, the taste of his hot breath, and the sounds of their heavy breathing mingling together. The sensation was both humiliating and torturous, making the omega squirm beneath the alpha as he fought to maintain his composure. He wanted to cry in pain and moan in pleasure. He had no idea what was happening to his body.
In a sudden and swift movement, Loki removed his grip from the omega's hairs and grabbed his chin, forcing his eyes to meet his intense gaze. His lips twisted into a snarl as he commanded in a deep, menacing voice.
"Kneel, omega!"
His voice, commanding, asserting his dominance as an alpha male.
The air around them crackled with tension and the scent of dominance as Loki asserted his power over the submissive figure before him. Beads of sweat formed on the omega's forehead as he complied with trembling limbs, knowing that he could not resist the alpha's dominant will.
His body trembled uncontrollably at the sound of the command, his eyes wide with fear and his muscles tense. He couldn't help but feel a sense of dread and unease in the presence of his commanding officer. Every fiber of his being wanted to flee from this terrifying figure, but he knew he had no choice but to follow orders. The tension in the air was palpable as Thor struggled to keep his composure under the weight of his fear. His heart thumped loudly in his chest, and he forced himself to swallow the cool liquid sliding down his throat like a balm. But the taste was bitter, an echo of the bitterness he felt in his gut. He didn't want to do it, but he knew he had to. As seconds passed without him taking any action, Loki's fury began to boil over.
"Didn't you hear what I said?"
His voice thundered through the air, a mix of anger and frustration.
The tension between them crackled like electricity in the charged silence that followed.
As the chilly wind howled through the air, Thor's body tensed up in response. He could feel himself becoming frozen, both from the cold and from the fear that gripped him. Loki's anger only seemed to intensify as he grabbed Thor by his hair once again, holding on tighter as he dragged him down to the ground. With a swift motion, he spanked Thor to the ground, forcing his head towards his throbbing member hidden within his pants. A scream of terror escaped Thor's lips as he struggled against Loki's hold. The sound echoed through the barren landscape, a stark contrast to the frozen stillness that enveloped them.
"Please!"
Thor begged, as he knew what was about to happen now. His eyes wide with fear and uncertainty.
The weight of the situation bore down on him like a heavy cloak, pressing against his chest and making it hard to breathe.
"I've never done this before."
He continued, looking at Loki with pleading eyes, desperate for the alpha to listen to his pleads.
It was clear that he had never been in a situation like this before, his hands shaking ever so slightly as he spoke.
But Loki's expression remained emotionless, his face a mask of cold calculation and frustration. His lips were pressed into a thin line as he spoke, his tone sharp and commanding.
"I will not repeat myself."
He snarled, his voice low and dangerous like a predator ready to pounce.
His piercing gaze bore into Thor, sending shivers down the young omega's spine as if he could see right through him.
Thor's breath quickened as he knew there was no escape from his duty. This was his work, his burden to bear. With a heavy heart, he closed his eyes and prepared himself for what must be done. His hand trembled slightly as it reached closer to the throbbing flesh of Loki under those tight pants. The mere thought of touching an unknown alpha in such a way caused a knot to form in his stomach. He had never done this before. The only thing he had done was to lay still while those ruthless alphas touched him everywhere, biting him everywhere, trying to enter him with their nasty and big fingers. No one was allowed to claim him as a whole yet. He was too young for that. But now, as soon as he turned 18, there was a rush in the brothel. A rush no one witnessed ever in their life. He didn't even knew how this was done. What does one do with a cock. It was all new to him. And he was scared to his core right now.
With a shaky hand, he reached for Loki's flesh through the fabric of his pants. His heart thudded loudly in his chest as he hesitated, not wanting to go through with this. But then, he felt the bulge beneath his fingers and his breath caught in his throat. The size was intimidating, causing his breath to quicken even before he unzipped the pants. As Loki let out a low groan of pleasure at the mere touch, Thor's hands trembled with both fear and anticipation. Finally, he pulled down the pants and revealed Loki's impressive endowment, making him shiver at the sheer size of it.
With a loud thud, Loki's massive and hard flesh burst out of his pants in one swift motion. The young omega's eyes widened at the sight of the giant throbbing member, fear gripping him tightly. He had never even imagined a cock could be of this size, it seemed almost unnatural. Shivers ran down his spine as he couldn't help but tremble in fear at the thought of what this monstrous man was capable of.
A twisted grin spread across Loki's face as he caught sight of the terror shimmering in the omega's eyes. The glint of malice in his gaze was almost palpable as he relished in the fear he saw reflected back at him. It was a delicious sensation, one that sent shivers down his spine and made his heart race with excitement, fueling his twisted desires.
"Go on, omega."
His voice dripped with desire as he spoke.
"Use your hands to satisfy this flesh that craves for your touch."
His words were laced with longing and his eyes burned with desire as he watched the omega before him, eyes locked on the omega's trembling fingers.
His primal urge to touch and be touched filled the air, thick with unspoken longing.
Trembling with fear, Thor's hand hovered over the massive meat in front of him. The weird smell of the liquid dropping on the edge assaulted his senses, making him feel both disgusted and scared. With a deep breath, he reached out and touched the warm yet cold, slimy surface. As soon as his fingers made contact, a surge of disgust rushed through his body, causing him to gasp in discomfort. He had no idea what was about to happen, but he knew he had no choice but to follow the orders. He didn't even knew what exactly he was supposed to do here.
Loki let out a low, guttural groan as Thor's hand made contact with his throbbing member. Every nerve in his body seemed to come alive at the touch, but he fought to keep himself still and composed. He refused to show any vulnerability in front of this omega, no matter how tempting it may be. His muscles tensed and quivered, betraying the intense pleasure coursing through him. But he maintained his composure, refusing to give into his primal desires.
Thor found himself unsure of the next steps, gazing up at Loki with nervousness and uncertainty, his eyes searching for any hint of what was to come next.
Loki's gaze held a spark of mischief, a knowing glint that sent shivers down Thor's spine. With a sly smile playing on his lips, he placed a hand on Thor's hairs.
"What are you waiting for? Use your hands."
Loki's voice was low and smooth, sending shivers down Thor's spine.
"I..I don't know how... what... I mean, what exactly should I do?…”
Thor's words stumbled and tripped over each other, struggling to form a coherent sentence, his mind racing with uncertainty.
"Alpha...”
He hastily added the respectful title in an attempt to appease Loki and avoid any potential offence.
A smirk played across Loki's lips as he relished in the feeling of pride, dominance, and satisfaction.
His eyes twinkled with mischief as he leaned down, closer to the omega's face, his breath warm against his ear.
"Just...stroke it."
His voice was a low purr, sending a shiver down Thor's spine.
The omega's gaze was locked with Loki's, wide-eyed and filled with trepidation.
Slowly, his trembling fingers reached further on the massive organ before him. He could feel the heat radiating from the engorged flesh, the sight was enough to bring a whiff of disgust to his nostrils. But his Alpha's command echoed in his ears, and he knew he had no choice but to obey. He wrapped his fingers around the base of the cock, hesitant and unsure of what to do next, and began to gently stroke it.
Loki let out a low, guttural growl, his eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure of Thor's touch washed over him. It had been far too long since he'd been touched in such an intimate manner, the feeling was intoxicating. But he maintained his composure, refusing to give into his primal desires just yet.
"There you go. Just like that."
He growled in pleasure.
Thor's hand trembled as he continued to stroke Loki's erect cock, fighting against the nauseating sensation that threatened to overpower him. The sight and feel of the throbbing member in his hand were unlike anything he had ever experienced, and the intensity of his Alpha's command urged him to continue. Loki's eyes never left Thor's as he watched the omega's movements, his breaths growing heavier with each passing second. The pleasure he felt from Thor's touch was absolutely intense, he could feel his body reacting to it in ways he hadn't experienced in years. His cock throbbed and twitched under Thor's bony fingers, he could feel the layer of pre-cum that had begun to seep from the tip. He couldn't help but feel a surge of power and dominance rising within him, his instincts kicking in as he needed this omega to satisfy his desires.
"Faster…"
Loki whispered, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
"Faster…"
He whispered again.
Thor's hand trembled even more as he increased the pace of his strokes, his grip tightening around Loki's cock. He could feel it pulsating in his hand, the warmth of Loki's arousal radiating through his fingers.
Loki's eyes fluttered shut, his head falling back as the pleasure washed over him. He could feel his control fading, his body responding to the omega's touch in ways he had not felt in years.
With a surge of primal desire, he couldn't hold back any longer. In one swift motion, his fingers gripped Thor by the hair and pulled his face towards his throbbing member.
"Suck it."
He hissed, his voice low and thick with lust.
Thor was caught off guard by the sudden demand, his eyes wide with fear as Loki's erection brushed against his lips.
"Please, please, please don't make me do this."
Thor pleaded, his voice barely a whisper.
But Loki was relentless, his grip on Thor's hair tightening as he demanded compliance.
"I said suck it."
He growled, his voice dark and dangerous.
"No...please...I can't...I can't do this..."
The omega pleaded with trembling voice. His eyes widened in fear.
He let out a cry as he felt the force of Loki's grip getting stronger, his heart pounding in his chest. He tried to beg for mercy, but Loki's demands were too strong.
"I won't repeat again!"
Loki yelled, anger being palpable in his voice and eyes.
Thor's eyes filled with tears as he realized he had no choice but to obey. Taking a deep breath as he steeled himself for the task ahead. Gently, he leaned forward, his lips barely touching the tip of Loki's cock. The smell of Loki's musk filled his nostrils, overwhelming him with a mix of fear and disgust.
"That's it, omega."
Loki whispered, his voice rough with desire.
"Suck it."
The omega hesitated for a moment, his body trembling at the thought of what he was about to do. But Loki's grip on his hair tightened, urging him to continue. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, trying to block out the sight of Loki's hard cock and the smell of his musk as he gently wrapped his lips around the tip of his cock, struggling to maintain his composure, feeling the warmth and firmness of it against his tongue. A whimper escaped him as he fought against the instinctual gag reflex, his throat burning with the taste of Loki's salty precum. As he began to swallow the shaft, he felt his throat constrict and his stomach churned with the unwanted thought of having to take Loki's entire cock into his mouth, filling his senses with a taste and texture he could never have imagined to be so repulsive.
"That's a good boy."
Loki whispered, his voice low and filled with desire.
Thor could feel Loki's fingers tightening around his hair, forcing him to open his mouth wide.
"Take it all in."
Loki growled.
Thor's eyes widened and started to be watered as he struggled with the thought of what he was supposed to do, his tears fell to the floor, mingling with the pre-cum that was now streaming down Loki's shaft.
Loki's hand gently gripped the back of Thor's head, guiding him deeper onto his cock. Each inch that the omega took in sent jolts of pleasure through Loki's body.
Thor's mind raced with a mix of confusion, disgust, and fear, but he continued to suck on Loki's member, desperate to please his alpha and end the torment. He couldn't help but feel the pressure building in his stomach, the nausea growing with every second that his lips remained on Loki's cock.
Loki watched with satisfaction as Thor struggled to adjust to the sensation as his own eyes fluttered shut, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
Thor's breaths were ragged, his body trembling, but he persisted, slowly taking more of Loki's erection into his mouth.
Loki could feel the omega's tongue tracing the veins, his own body responding to the tender touch.
He thrust his hips forward, pressing himself deeper into Thor's mouth with a forceful and almost violent motion. The sudden movement caught Thor off guard, causing him to gag and choke as he struggled to keep up with the intensity of Loki's movements. The air filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the wet suction of lips and tongue.
After what felt like an eternity, Loki roughly pushed Thor's head away, his fingers grasping tightly onto the golden locks. The cock coming out of the omega’s mouth with a pop sound. He stumbled back, his exhausted body struggling to maintain balance while gasping for air, exhausted and disoriented from their struggle. His lungs burned with the effort of trying to breathe. The room was spinning and the lack of oxygen was making him dizzy. It was as if he had been caught in a raging ocean, struggling against powerful currents. But now, with Loki's hand gripping his hair, he could do nothing but submit to the overwhelming force.
As his chest heaved and his lungs gasped for air, Loki's strong grip suddenly seized him by the neck and hair, yanking him up from the ground with a brutal force, sending a shock of pain through his body. With a rough shove, he was thrown onto the bed, the force knocking the wind out of his lungs. The force of the impact caused the mattress to sink under his weight, sending a shock through his body, causing his breath to catch in his throat as he tried to regain his composure. The room swirled around him as he tried to regain his footing, but Loki stood over him like a dark predator, ready to strike again.
A chill ran down Thor's spine as he laid eyes on Loki, standing ahead of him with a sinister grin plastered across his face. The unmistakable glint of lust and dominance gleamed in his gaze, causing Thor's heart to race with fear. As if in slow motion, Loki began to strip off his garments, each movement calculated and filled with a creepy sense of purpose. Thor could feel the light hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he braced himself for what was to come.
With a seductive and deliberate grace, Loki began to ascend the bed towards Thor. His movements were slow and intimate, causing Thor's heart to race and his body to tremble. As he tried to retreat, his arms shook with anticipation and his knees protested from kneeling for so long. His attempts to slide back on the bed were clumsy and hasty, as if he couldn't escape fast enough from Loki's alluring presence. The air was thick with tension and desire, making every inch of Thor's body ache with pain and fear. His throat burned as he tried to speak. The slick liquid of Loki still trailed in his mouth, dripping out of his lips.
"Please... alpha. I..I did what you asked me for. Now please... don't."
Thor begged, throat aching and burning. His voice cracking as the alpha ahead of him now started to look like a monster.
The alpha's features twisted into an expression that sent chills down Thor's spine, leaving him feeling small and vulnerable in the presence of such power.
"I haven't even begun yet."
Loki spoke with a twisted, sly grin spread across his face.
In a swift motion, Loki's hand wrapped around Thor's leg and yanked him closer. Thor's screams echoed through the air, filled with terror and the desperation to run away. His heart hammered in his chest as he struggled against Loki's grip, feeling like a helpless animal caught in a trap. The fear and panic coursing through him were almost suffocating, as if he had been plunged into icy waters and couldn't find his way to the surface.
Tears streamed down Thor's face as he begged for mercy, trying to move away from the alpha's grip. His voice was raw with desperation, the plea coming from deep within his soul.
"Please, Alpha."
He cried out, his body trembling with fear.
"I beg you. Let me go! Please!"
The sound of his own sobs echoed through the empty room, but there was no answer from the imposing figure before him. Fear and helplessness consumed him as he waited for a response.
Loki didn't respond with words as his actions took the turn. With a fierce grip on Thor's leg, he pulled him even closer. Spanking the omega's head back onto the bed, he positioned himself above him, their bodies pressed firmly against one another. Without warning, he pressed his lips against Thor's with a desperate force, his tongue searching and claiming every inch of the omega's mouth. Thor struggled but was ultimately overpowered by Loki's strong grip and relentless assault. His fingers tangled in Thor's hair. The only sound that could be heard was the wet smacking of their lips and the occasional moans escaping from the alpha's mouth.
Thor struggled against Loki's grip, his breath coming in ragged gasps as tears trickled down his face, but Loki's grip on him was unrelenting. Loki's lips were rough and insistent as they roamed across Thor's skin, ravaging his face with kisses, starting from his strong jaw and moving down to his vulnerable neck, marking Thor as his own with each sharp tug of his teeth. He nipped and bit at every inch of exposed flesh. Sharp bites followed, leaving deep, bruising marks that would never fully disappear, a testament to who had claimed this omega first. His fingers dug into Thor's shoulders, leaving bruises that would match the ones forming on his neck. Loki's hands roamed freely over his body, exploring every inch with rough touches and pinches. He twisted Thor's nipples forcefully, causing the omega to wince in pain.
Moments seemed to pass in slow motion as Loki finally released his grip on Thor, gasping for air and reveling in the pleasure that coursed through his body. Thor, on the other hand, struggled to catch his breath as he laid beneath the alpha's weight, trying to recover from their intense session. Each inhale was a struggle against the firm weight of Loki's body on him.
Thor's eyes fluttered shut, his breaths coming in heavy and labored as he tried to relax and find relief. Suddenly, without warning, Loki straddled him and spread his legs wide, positioning one long finger at the entrance of the omega's cunt.
Thor's eyes snapped open, wide with fear as the gravity of the situation dawned on him. His chest constricted and his heart hammered against his ribcage as he realized what was about to happen now.
"No...no...please..."
Thor whimpered, his voice barely more than a plea.
"Please, I..I can't...I'm not ready...I'm not meant for this!"
He cried out, his voice filled with the desperation of a trapped animal.
The tears welled up in his eyes, as he looked at Loki with a mixture of fear and desperation.
Loki's eyes locked with Thor's, the intensity of his stare sending shivers down Thor's spine. He didn't speak, but the message was clear, he was in control, and he would have his way. Thor tried to squirm away, but Loki's strong arms held him in place, pinning him to the bed. His gaze never left the omega, as he slowly began to insert his finger into Thor's tight hole. The omega let out a pained yelp as he tried to pull away, but Loki held him down with one hand, pinning him to the bed.
"Oh no, my dear omega. You are made for this. You belong to me."
He spoke with a cruel smile.
Thor's eyes filled with tears, and he struggled to speak over his sobs.
"P..please. Aah it hurts!"
Loki merely chuckled and continued to thrust his finger deeper into Thor's cunt, causing the omega to writhe in pain. His finger seemed to burn as it moved deeper, stretching him further than he had ever imagined was possible. It was all new for him. He was not ready for this at all.
The burn in Thor's cunt only intensified as Loki's finger continued to move in and out of him, stretching him wider than he thought possible. Each thrust caused him to wince in pain, his body arching and twisting beneath the alpha's grip. He could feel the roughness of Loki's calloused fingers against his sensitive skin, causing him to cry out in agony. Loki's finger reached a place deep inside of him that he never knew existed. His body shivered uncontrollably, his breaths turning into ragged gasps. He felt so vulnerable, so exposed, so utterly at the mercy of the alpha.
Loki's eyes never left his victim, the lust in them burning hotter with every thrust of his finger.
"You're so tight, omega."
He purred.
"I can't wait to feel you around me. You'll feel so good, Gosh!"
Thor whimpered, tears streaming down his face as he struggled against Loki's grip.
"No...please... S..Stop! I can't do this... I'm not ready... It hurts..."
He begged.
"Shh... You'll soon start to like it. Just close your eyes. You're mine."
Loki whispered, his voice soothing but scary at the same time.
Thor's body shook with sobs as he struggled to breathe, the truth of Loki's words settling deep in his heart. This wasn't just about the excruciating pain he was experiencing, it was about the reality that he was inescapably bound to the alpha, no matter how hard he tried to resist.
His body trembled as he tried to adjust to the sharp intrusion of Loki's fingers in his violated cunt. Each movement caused him excruciating pain. He gritted his teeth and fought back tears as the movement began faster. But Loki was not satisfied with just one digit, suddenly he pushed in more fingers. The pain became too much for Thor to bear and he let out a loud cry, tears streaming down his face. And still, Loki showed no mercy, relentlessly thrusting and twisting his fingers deeper. Thor could only pray for it to end soon, his mind consumed with fear and despair at the hands of this sadistic alpha.
"Please alpha it hurts! Aahh."
Thor cried and cried, but the alpha ignored him as if he was merely audible, as he was too focused on continuing to penetrate the young omega.
After what felt like an eternity, Loki finally withdrew his fingers from Thor's trembling body. Upon watching his wet fingers, a creepy grin spread across his face when the realization of the red liquid dripping a little from his fingers as well hit him. He had done it. He had finally claimed the omega. He was the first one to claim this little creature beneath him. This small realization of being Thor's first proper owner brought a sudden feeling of pride in him. The blood was the proof.
On the other hand, the omega beneath him let out a shaky sigh of relief, trying to catch his breath as he lay limp and trembling, thinking that finally it was over, not having even the slightest knowledge that he had been finally claimed. Every inch of him was on fire, his cunt and throat burning with sensations beyond anything he had ever experienced before. But just when he thought the worst was over, the alpha surprised him yet again. Without warning, Loki positioned his throbbing cock at the entrance of Thor's dripping cunt ready to claim him in a way that would leave the omega raw and exposed.
As Thor's mind tried to wrap itself around the situation he found himself in, he could feel the constriction in his chest growing more and more intense. Loki's eyes locked onto Thor's trembling form, a malicious grin permanently etched on his face.
"Please, no more. I can't take any more. It already hurts. Just please, stop!"
Thor begged, tears streaming down his face.
Loki didn't respond, but instead, the smirk on his face widened up as he lined up his cock on Thor's now opened entrance. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he relished the thought of making Thor his forever.
Thor tried to move away, but Loki held him roughly, pushing him down beneath his stomach. Thor let out a whimper as he felt Loki's cock pressing against his still sensitive entrance, the tip gradually probing and stretching him.
"You're mine now."
Loki growled, his voice deep and authoritative.
"And I'll take you any way I want. You're a good little omega, aren't you?"
His smirk widened.
Thor's eyes widened in terror, his body shaking uncontrollably as he tried to worm his way out from under Loki's grasp. But there was no escape. Loki held him firmly in place, his fingers tightening around Thor's hips as he prepared to claim his prize.
"Please... please no!"
The omega cried, his voice barely above a whisper.
As Loki slowly pushed the head of his cock into Thor's cunt, the omega let out a strangled cry, his body shivering uncontrollably. Each inch that Loki thrust inside of him felt like a hot knife being shoved into butter, tearing him apart. He could feel the sting from the pain and the burn of being invaded, his mind swimming with fear and despair. He screamed in agony as Loki's cock filled him, stretching him past his limits. He tried to hold back his tears, but the pain was too much to bear. He could feel himself losing control, his body trembling and weak from the relentless pounding of Loki's massive meat. But the alpha didn't show any signs of backing down. His eyes hardened, and he began to thrust at a steadier pace, impaling Thor inch by inch. The alpha's cock was thick, and Thor felt every single vein and pulsing beat as it filled him painfully full. He screamed, his voice hoarse and ragged, tears streaming down his face. Loki, however, did not respond to the omega's cries. Instead, his gaze darkened, and he began to thrust even harder, each stroke a demanding claim of dominance over the reluctant omega. Thor writhed beneath him, trapped and helpless, his body betraying him with every shiver and twitch as he tried to move away. Loki's grip tightened around his hips, forcing him to take every inch of his cock. His eyes never leaving Thor's twisted face as he used the omega for his pleasure. Each thrust was deliberate and powerful, driving deeper into Thor's cunt with every move.
The room was filled with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh, wild groans of the alpha and loud cries of the omega.
As Loki's hips pushed forward, he could feel the heat and wetness of Thor's cunt enveloping his cock, driving him wild with desire. His heart raced as he felt his orgasm building, and he knew that soon he would be the one to mark and claim this omega as his own.
Thor's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes wide with fear and pain. The sting from Loki's cock as it thrust into him was unbearable, and he felt himself slipping further into the abyss. Every thrust felt like a searing pain that only intensified with each following one. The pain was starting to become unbearable for him, but he knew he had to endure it. He had been warned about what was about to happen, but he had never imagined it would be this intense.
Loki thrust even harder and faster, his hips grinding against Thor's with a feverish intensity. He could feel himself reaching the edge of ecstasy, his senses consumed by pleasure. As for Thor, his cries were now muffled by the overwhelming pain that coursed through his body. His eyes fluttering shut in a desperate attempt to escape as he tried to endure the torturous sensations inflicted upon him by this alpha. Every part of him screamed for it to stop or to escape, but he was powerless against Loki's dominance. It was like being trapped in a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.
His vision began to blur and darken as he started to faint. In the midst of his dizziness, Loki continued to thrust with increased urgency leading up to forceful thrusts, his breath hot against Thor's neck.
"Fuck! I'm so close! You're still so tight. God! How?"
He groaned again and again. Cursing the omega beneath him.
How could someone be this perfect?
His thrusts grew more frantic as he neared his climax. His fingers dug painfully into Thor's hips, sure to leave bruises. Thor's vision swam, his body limp and unresisting as Loki used him roughly.
"You're mine, omega."
Loki growled.
"I'm going to fill you up and claim you."
Thor whimpered weakly in response, beyond words. He could feel Loki's cock pulsing inside him, stretching him impossibly wide. The pain had faded to a dull, throbbing ache.
With a final brutal thrust, Loki buried himself to the hilt. His whole body tensed as his orgasm overtook him. Hot seed flooded Thor's insides as Loki groaned in ecstasy.
"Oh fuck, yes!"
Loki cried out loud.
With a final, shattering groan, he collapsed onto Thor's trembling form. The alpha's weight pressed Thor into the mattress as both of their chests heaved with ragged breaths. Sweat glistened on their skin in the dim candlelight as they lay entangled, with Loki still buried deep inside Thor, his seed continued to pulse deep inside the boy.
As the haze of his climax began to clear, he propped himself up on his elbows to gaze down at Thor. His eyes raked over the omega's flushed skin, taking in the bite marks and bruises that now adorned his neck and shoulders. Thor's eyes were shut tight, tears still clinging to his long lashes. His golden hair was tangled and damp with sweat, splayed across the pillow like a halo.
As he gazed down at the omega’s trembling form, a cruel smile played across his lips. He could see the tears glistening on Thor's cheeks, the pain and fear etched into every line of his young face.
"So beautiful.”
He murmured, tracing a finger along Thor's jaw.
"My perfect little omega.You did well, little one.”
He purred, his voice dripping with false praise.
"You're mine now, truly and completely."
Thor let out a choked sob, his body shaking uncontrollably. The pain radiating from his core was overwhelming, unlike anything he had ever experienced. He felt utterly broken, used, violated in the deepest way possible.
Loki ran his fingers through Thor's tangled golden locks, a mockery of tenderness.
"Shh, don't cry. This is what you were made for, after all. To please alphas like me."
His words only made Thor's tears flow faster.
He admired the way Thor's lithe body trembled beneath him, still impaled on his softening cock. He reached out to put a gentle peck on the omega’s lips.
He gazed down at Thor's tear-stained face, admiring the way the candlelight flickered across his delicate features. With deliberate slowness, he leaned in and pressed his lips to Thor's for one final time. The kiss was surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the brutal claiming that had just occurred. Thor laid motionless, too exhausted and pained to resist as Loki's tongue explored his mouth leisurely.
After several long moments, Loki finally broke the kiss and pulled back. He took his time drinking in the sight of the trembling omega beneath him, the mussed golden hair, the bruises blooming across pale skin, the glassy blue eyes still wet with tears. A possessive pride swelled in his chest at having thoroughly claimed and marked this beautiful creature.
With a satisfied grunt, Loki at last withdrew his softening cock from Thor's abused entrance.
With a groan, he rose from the bed and tossed another small sack of coins onto Thor's side. As he dressed, Thor remained huddled on the bed, still shaking with every movement and feeling the pain in every part of his body.
Loki gave one last look at the omega on the bed, who had been used and mistreated.
“I’ll come again, Thor..”
He whispered to himself, as he left the room in silence.
Thor was too drained and fatigued to even process his own emotions, let alone speak about them. He closed his eyes, trying to relieve himself that the alpha had finally left.
‘Please don’t ever come again’
He pleaded with himself in his mind, in a hushed voice, his pleas coming out cracked and broken even in his own mind. Exhausted from his emotional turmoil, with a final sob, he surrendered to a restless sleep.