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"Stop trying to run from me, 'mega." Syverson growled as he stepped out of his pants, his accent drawing. He stepped up to the side of the bed, wrapping his hand around his cock, stroking himself. "Get your ass back here." His voice dipped as he leaned forward and sunk his fingertips into Addison's hips, forcing her back closer towards him. Her knees slid down the sheets, until her ass was right up against the edge. Slick dripped from her core, glistening down her thighs.

Lining his tip with her opening, Syverson pumped his length again, hesitating. "Be a good omega," he instructed her, before he forced his cock deep inside. It was warm and wet, her walls wrapping tightly around his cock as he forced her open. "Don't you move," he warned her, returning both of his hands to her hips. He forced her ass backwards, down on his cock as he made sure every inch of himself was buried inside of her. "You can take it," he moaned, enjoying how her cunt seemed to suck him in when he tried to move his hips back.

There was no slow going. Syverson's thrusts immediately started out fast and deep, his fingernails digging into her sides. "F-Fuck, 'mega." He leaned forward, forcing Addison down into the mattress as he climbed onto the bed. With his chest pressed against her back, he fucked her hard, down into the mattress. His "So. Fucking. Tight." If he didn't believe her before about never having been with an alpha, he did now.

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Addison was struggling not to start sobbing. Her body was shaking as tears rolled down her cheeks but she was managing to keep herself quiet, for the most part. She hoped that Syverson wouldn't lash out at her because she thought that she was doing a pretty good job at doing what he'd said. She had admitted that she had never been with an alpha before and he was about to force himself on her, after detailing that she would be making him money.

She groaned as Sy pressed into her, arching forward in an attempt to get away from him. Addison bit back a whimper when Sy told her not to move, her body tensing as he pulled her back toward him. She knew that there was no point in fighting him. Her inner omega was practically purring. To submit to an alpha as strong as Syverson clearly was, it was something every omega wanted. He could protect her and provide for her, even if she knew that Syverson was going to do the exact opposite of that.

Her body was responding to Syverson, an awful feeling overwhelming Addison when she recognized the ball of pleasure building in her core. Addison dropped her head forward, biting down on the blanket. She didn't want to give Syverson the satisfaction of her body enjoying this but with the little words of praise, Addison couldn't help herself. She cried out as her cunt spasmed around him. Her toes curled as she pressed closer against him, little whimpers sounding from her as the pleasure only seemed to intensify with each of Sy's thrusts.

With each thrust his cock was going deeper, her walls stretching around him. Sy groaned, his eyes rolling back feeling Addison's cunt tightening down around him. A smile grew on Syversons face, realizing Addison was beginning to enjoy this. Of course she was. She was an omega, her body would always submit to an alpha.

Addison had been trying her best to keep quiet, biting down intensely on the pillows, but when her orgasm rocked through her, she couldn't help but cry out. Even if Syverson wasn't trying to make her feel good, her apparent approval still made his chest swell. "Feel good, 'mega?" He cooed, raising back up so he could focus more on each of his thrusts. He slowed for just a moment, his cock pulsing as he slowly slid it in and out. "Don't worry, soon, you'll be feeling like this all time." His laugh bellowed around the room, his hand smacking down hard onto her ass cheek, his fingers digging into her skin as he fucked.

He slid one hand up her back, until he could tangle his fingers in her hair. Using it as a sort of leash, Syverson tugged Addison's head back, forcing her to arch up off of the mattress, onto her knees. Letting go of her hip, his other hand went to her throat, applying slight pressure. "Feels so good," he groaned, feeling himself close on the edge. "Are you ready to get knotted for the first time, 'mega?" Sy asked, panting.

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Addison became stiff beneath Syverson's body, shaking her head slightly. It was all of the response that she was brave enough to offer him. Tears rolled down her cheeks, his promises of what was to come only made her feel worse. She had never been with an alpha because she had been so afraid of how they would treat her. Syverson hadn't hit her yet, sure, but what he was doing to her was so much worse. She yelped loudly when Sy smacked her ass, jerking forward, away from him as much as she could. There was nowhere for her to go, his weight pinning her in place.

Whining as she was dragged unto her knees, Addison could hardly see the outline of the picture on the wall. Her vision blurred through her tears as she started trying to struggle against him. Her movements froze when Sy's fingers wrapped around her throat. It wasn't enough to completely restrict her breathing but it was enough to terrify her, reminding her of her place.

"N-No.. please," Addison whimpered, shaking her head as she reached back to try and peel his fingers out of her hair. "S-Stop.. I.. I-i can't!" She tried to protest, her cries only getting more and more dramatic as the reality of her situation sank in. She was going to be nothing more than a slave to Syverson, having to obey each and every one of his commands because if she didn't... what would he end up doing to her?

Pathetic. Syverson glared down at Addison as she begged and cried, trying to force his hands away from her. Giving her what she wanted, Syverson slipped his hand from her hair, only to join it around her neck with his other. His grip tightened, his fingers pressing into her throat. "Shut up, omega," he grunted, his thrusts continuing at a steady pace. Normally Syverson loved to hear a bitch beg, but not every client was going to want an omega that fought them. Not only that, but this was why he hated them. They were such fragile little creatures, needing to be taken care of. Crying and trying to fight when she should know it's pointless. This was her only purpose. Serving alphas.

Syverson choked her, feeling his orgasm deep in his core. His thrusts became wild, gritting his teeth as he filled Addison's cunt. He decided not to knot her yet, but not as a sign of mercy, or that he listened to her pleading. This wouldn't be their only round tonight. "Fucking tight bitch," he growled against her neck as he loosened his hands around her throat, still pumping his cock inside of her. Even if her cunt felt amazing and she was a pretty little thing, he didn't want to hear clients complaining about her. If it was only with him, she could cry and fight all she wanted... His thumbs brushed over her throat as he finally pulled out of her.

"You can't?" Syverson asked her, removing his hands from her throat only to shove her back down on the bed, rolling her into her back. He grabbed her chin harshly, forcing her to look up at him. "You will." Sy's gaze darkened as he stared down at her. "Whatever an alpha demands, you will obey. Do you understand?"

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Addison had felt the tiniest bit of relief when Syverson's fingers dropped from her hair. It was so shortlived that she couldn't even process it as his fingers wrapped around her throat. She whimpered, slumping against his form as Syverson finished inside of her. She let out a broken sob, his arms dropping to her sides. Addison wanted so badly to curl into a ball and hide from everything that was happening but she was sure that if she tried to move away from Syverson, it would only serve to anger him. Pissing him off was at the very bottom of the list of things she wanted to do.

Her body tensed as Sy's fingers teased against her throat, her breath caught in the back of her throat. Addison flinched as she was shoved forward, forcibly being rolled over. Her eyes were red and swollen as Syverson forced her to look up to him. She whimpered at his words, shrinking into the mattress as much as she could. Addison whimpered, wanting so badly to tell Syverson 'no'. She didn't want to sleep with him or another alpha... her stomach churned at the thought. "P-Please.. I.." when Syverson's glare seemed to harden even further, Addison realized that she had no leg to stand on. Telling him anything other than what he wanted to hear wouldn't end well for her.

"I-I..I'm sorry," Addison finally whispered. She wanted to nest and for the briefest moment, Addison wondered how much trouble she would be in if she tried. It wasn't as if she had a lot, it wouldn't take up space... but she was so afraid to even bat an eye that her eyes remained locked on Syverson's gaze. Addison hated it, she hated the way his scent enveloped every part of her. She doubted that she could even get it off if she scrubbed her skin raw in the shower. "I-I.. I just.. I h-haven't.. I d-don't know.. what I'm doing," Addison tried to explain, praying that her explanation would be enough for Syverson to be easier on her.

"Now there's something," a smile grew on Syversons face, when he heard her apology. Still she cried and shook and it was pathetic, but did he expect any more from such a lesser being? "I'm trying to teach ya, 'mega," he growled, the smile dropping from his face when she continued speaking, trying to explain herself. If only she would stop talking and just listen, just do as she was told.

Moving back onto his knees, Syverson stroked himself, working himself back up. Boy, did he have a lot to teach her. "Think about it, 'mega. Not like you have much of a choice, but you work for me and you have a warm place to sleep, food to eat and a big strong alpha to protect you. What doesn't sound good about that?" The smirk had returned to his face as he leaned down over Addison, his face only centimeters away from hers. "Yeah, you have to take care of some betas and some alphas, but that's a small price to pay for security?"

Brushing away a few of her tears with his thumb, Syverson gave a quiet moan as he pumped himself. "It'll get easier," he whispered, before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. In the same instant, he let go of his cock and moved his hand between Addison's legs, feeling how excited she was. Her body couldn't hide it. His lips slipped and pressed against hers as he moved his body over her, his hands sliding down her sides as he positioned himself to fuck her again.

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