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Scarlett was running late to work, her heels slamming onto the steps as she was close to a sprint. She was worried her shoes would break from how hard they were hitting the stairs, but that was the least of her worries. She had a meeting to get to, and she was already late by five minutes. Her hair wasn't fully dried yet from her quick shower that morning, and it was clinging to the back of her neck.
Her hair was brunette, not red, by the way. Despite how her name's Scarlett, it wasn't because of her hair color. Red was her favorite color, though. Her lipstick was red, her purse was red, and her heels were red. Her suit was black, but that made the shades of red in her accessories pop.
As she swung around the corner, she bumped into someone. A woman, a few inches shorter than she was, stumbled backwards. Scarlett acted without thinking, reaching out to grab the woman. She had black had that was tied back in a low-hanging ponytail and porcelain skin, and hazel eyes with tiny specks of gold in them. The most important thing of all to note, though, was her smell.
It was… delicious.
She smelled of vanilla frosting and lavender mist, of rose petals and pumpkin patches. The woman's pheromones filled the stairwell, sticking to Scarlett's skin, sinking into the fabric of her clothes. She couldn't get rid of it; she couldn't get enough. It overwhelmed her from all sides.
She could shut off this side of her most days, this ferocious biological part of her that begged to go and fuck the brains out of the nearest omega, but she was a mess right now. Her undershirt was buttoned incorrectly, her hair was beginning to frizz up, and this beautiful woman was in front of her, begging her to have a taste.
"Are-are you okay?" She managed to ask, composing herself. Fuck, Scarlett thought, you need to get a hold of yourself. she's just an omega, who's currently going through a heat, most likely. no need to get your panties in a twist.
"Yeah, sorry." She muttered, looking anywhere but at her. Look at me, Scarlett's heart wanted to scream. Don't you dare look away.
"What's your name? I'm Scarlett." She traded pleasantries with the woman, but she couldn't care less about her name. She cared about what was in between her thighs, and she needed it. Craved it.
"Mae." The woman answered. Mae, Scarlett turned it over in her head. Mae was a pretty doll with a divine scent. She wondered how much it would take to make that porcelain skin of hers crack. God, Scarlett. No! She internally rolled her eyes.
"Hi, Mae." She smiled at her, and now they both knew that she was stalling. Mae didn't try to move pass her though. Actually, she seemed to be in pain. Oh, right. Scarlett's an alpha. This must be hurting Mae as much as it is harming Scarlett.
"Are you okay?" Scarlett feigned innocence. She saw an opportunity, and she was going to take it, work be damned. She'd call later and apologized, make up some dumb excuse. They'd buy it. And it wasn't like she was late often, so she could take this. She deserved this, even.
"Y-yeah." Mae stuttered, shrinking away from her as Scarlett got closer. It wasn't from fear of Scarlett, but of the fear of what she might do if this tall, magnificent woman got close. Scarlett knew that, from the horny look in the shorter woman's eyes. She rubbed her thighs together subconsciously, and Scarlett couldn't help but smirk at that.
"Do you need help?" Scarlett was surprised at how sincere she sounded. Her intentions were entirely selfish and disingenuous. It made her feel awful, but oh well. She hadn't fucked anybody in Six whole months. Desperate times calls for desperate measures.
Mae hesitated a second before answering, "No. It's fine."
"You sure?" Scarlett lowered her voice, getting closer to Mae until she was towering over her. Towering over others was easy as a 6'2 tall woman, and the heels added an additional inch.
Mae's breath caught and she leaned into Scarlett, though she didn't think the woman did so on purpose. Scarlett took her chance; she slid her hand around Mae's waist, pining the smaller woman to her chest without grabbing her too tightly. She took her other hand and slid them into the waistband of her skirt. It was a long black skirt that reached her ankles, paired with a white tank-top.
"Oh, look at that." She leaned down and whispered into Mae's ear as she fiddled with the soaked fabric of her panties. She slid her middle finger up and down the cloth of her underwear, Mae's slick coated her fingers the more she teased her, and it made Scarlett's grin widen. "Like that, don't you?"
Mae whimpered, her bottom lip quivering. Her eyes were wide as she watched and felt what Scarlett was doing.
"Someone will see us here!" she protested.
Scarlett shrugged, "Who cares? Let them."
"I care!"
"Well I don't, and I won't stop until you're screaming around my cock." She growled, yanking Mae's skirt down to expose her wet thighs and panties.
"Scarlett," She gasped, heat flooding her cheeks.
She ignored Mae, pulling down her underwear next as she left both around the woman's ankles. Scarlett admired her bush, the curly black hairs that begged her to pull on them and stuff her nose in. So that's what she did, as she licked at Mae's folds.
They were wet, so wet that Scarlett's tongue slid between them so easily that she didn't even have to push. She breathed in the scent of Mae, the vanilla frosting and pumpkin patches. Her tongue flicked about, swallowing the slick that coated her tongue. Her tongue hit the clit, and she watched for the other woman's reaction.
Mae looked around nervously as she did her best not to moan. She was biting her lip with the effort. She must've been in heat for days now, at this point. Scarlett pulled back, slick covering her face. She wiped it off with Mae's skirt, before tearing it in two.
Mae gaped at her for a moment.
"I can't go back to my apartment like this, Scarlett." She argued.
"Not my problem." She said, before swinging both of Mae's legs over her shoulders. She let out a small squeak as Scarlett did so, flailing her arms for anything to grab onto. Luckily, the wall was right behind them. Scarlett shoved her back against it and Mae begrudgingly grabbed a hold of Scarlett's neck.
Without warning, Scarlett stuck her index finger up Mae's pussy. Mae cried out as her hole tightened and contracted around her finger, excitedly trying to milk something out of it.
"What- what are you doing?" Mae yelled.
Scarlett ignored her, adding another finger. This time, her ring. She didn't bother waiting for Mae to relax or get used to the feeling. Once her fingers were adjusted, she began to thrust in and out of Mae's pussy. She stretched her, preparing her for Scarlett's cock. Mae seemed to have forgotten about the threat of people, since she was moaning in earnest now, drooling was even dripping down her open mouth and down her chin.
After a while, she took her fingers out and wiped them on the skirt, which had slick stains on it now. She began unbuttoning her pants, sliding them down slowly to her ankles. Her panties were red, of course, and a huge bulge could be seen. When Mae saw it, she when pale.
"You are not putting that thing in me." She stated.
"Thing? Baby, this is a cock. And anyways, it isn't like you're going to stop me." Scarlett tilted her head and smirked like the devil as she pushed Mae even harder against the wall, giving her no space to move.
She gulped, but didn't say anything. Scarlett pulled away, leaving just enough space to position Mae over her dick. Her dick was hard and already leaking precum, and the circumference of it was about 6 inches.
She fed Mae's pussy the tip of her dick, and Mae's hole quivered. It began contracting, begging for Scarlett to put it in. Scarlett began feeding Mae her dick, slowly. Teasingly, almost. Mae's breathing picked up and she swallowed more frequently, drinking the saliva that was filling her mouth.
Scarlett took in the view, memorizing every pore and every wrinkle in Mae's face. Memorizing the way her mouth made an O shape every time Scarlett's dick scraped against the wall of her pussy. Scarlett loved the way she looked away whenever they made eye contact. She entertained the idea of keeping Mae locked in her apartment for her use, and hers alone.
Once her entire dick was inside Mae, Scarlett pulled Mae's tank-top up until she had exposed her tits and cute areolas. She had smaller breasts than the average, and god, was it adorable. She grabbed a tit, and it fit perfectly in her hand. She squeezed, the pinched and twisted her nipple until she cried out. Then, she repeated the process with the other boob. She leaned down started nibbling on Mae's hard nipples as she began to thrust in and out of her wet hole.
"Mine, mine, mine," She spoke in between bites and thrusts. She saw the hickeys she was leaving around the nipples, and she smiled at them. Scarlett was leaving her mark and claiming what was hers. Mae was hers now.
She plunged so deep inside Mae that the shorter woman's eyes rolled into her head. She kissed her, and kept kissing her even after Mae tried to fight her off lazily and protest. She stuck her tongue down the Mae's throat to shut her up entirely, making her gag. Scarlett reached down and started to stimulate her clit, rubbing in circles as she kissed down the side of Mae's neck, leaving hickeys as she went.
Mae was a mess now, her hair plastered around her hand on the wall as she panted and moaned, her hands tugging at Scarlett's shirt and drying hair. She was pushing her bottom half up at Scarlett, needy and desperate. Scarlet held back, edging her. She did slow thrusts that didn't even go all the way, which made Mae impatience and huff out air.
Then, she heard something. She looked at Mae to see if she had heard it, but she seemed to be too focused on her own pleasure and sexual experience to have noticed the sound of footsteps making their way towards them.
Scarlett picked up the pace, making Mae loud and noisy once again, as the sound of skin on wet skin filled the stairwell. Scarlett turned her body, ever so slightly, to display Mae's beautiful naked and wild body to who ever was coming their way. Mae was close to coming, and so was Scarlett. Her walls were tightening around her thick cock and it made her moan in pleasure, letting her head fall back as she closed her eyes in utter bliss.
As the person rounded the corner, they looked confused and curious. The sound of sex had to be echoing off the walls, so they sent someone to investigate it seemed. Someone who had their phone out. It was a beta, Scarlett could smell their pheromones.
They gasped, though Scarlett didn't pause her movement. She opened her eyes right in time to see the flash of a camera. And Mae's reaction. Mae's eyes fell in realization around the same time she orgasmed, her muscles tightened around Scarlett's cock, squeezing it.
Mae's face heated up with embarrassment and she looked mortified, while Scarlett looked pleased. Let everyone know that Mae's mine. That no one else is to touch her, and if they do, they'll know she belongs to me.
"Scarlett." She said, panicked. "Scarlett, they just- they just took a picture of us." She said, ducking her head.
"I know, " She murmured back, riding out Mae's orgasm with her. "And it made you cum."
"No I didn't!" She denied. "You-you set me up!"
"Nope." Scarlett objected. "I was trying to make you orgasm, yes, but your body was the own to choose right then and there to do so. There's physical evidence of it, Mae. Don't deny it." She taunted her.
"Oh my." She muttered into her palms.
Scarlett still hadn't cummed yet, and she'd be damned if she was going to walk away without getting her reward. She'd already gotten her bonus.
Mae was rambling to herself, and it was becoming bothersome to Scarlett now. Almost a turn off, if she didn't love seeing this woman spiral. She took one hand and slapped Mae's boobs, making them jiggle.
Mae shut up, but only to gape at her.
"The quicker you make me cum, the quicker this is over." She informed Mae, going deeper into her. There was one thing left to claim.
Mae took a deep breath and whispered, "Okay."
Scarlett took that as a sign and started repeatedly ramming into her as she screamed. It felt amazing, the way Mae's pussy felt. It molded to accommodate Scarlett's cock perfectly, as if it was made for her. Who was she kidding? It was made for her.
She felt like she was going to cum, right then and there. But first, she had to get to the deepest part of Mae she could get to.
"Have you ever been pregnant before?" Scarlett asked.
"What? No. What are you thinking, Scarlett?" Mae was sounding more panicked by the minute.
"Did you know that when an omega's in heat and an alpha cums in them, it has a one hundred percent rate of getting them pregnant?" Scarlett asked, watching as Mae's face dropped and her eyes were flooded with fear.
She didn't have time to try and stop Scarlett as she cummed inside her. Scarlett couldn't just pull out, obviously, considering she was knotted inside Mae. Mae passed after that point, her jaw knocking against Scarlett's shoulder as she fainted. Scarlett sighed, picking up the Mae's discarded clothing and going back up the stairs.
She'd call work later, telling them she wouldn't be in today. Because, right now? Right now she had to care of this beautiful omega in her arms. And somehow keep her locked in her house for the rest of their days.