The Omega Princess | Multi-Fandom A/B/O Mini Series | Part Four

Part Tags: fear, primal play, hunt/prey dynamics, non-con, forced creampie, forced anal, forced double penetration, forced knotting, violent sex, crying/pain during sex, threesome, taunting, passing out from pain, multiple orgasms/creampies, bukkake

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You smell them before you hear them. It’s the same smell that you caught scent of at your tower, but this time it’s accompanied by something more. It’s that same smell you used to find in books, and alongside that is maybe coconut. You can’t tell exactly, your head is still fuzzy from everything that has happened to you since you got here, and your insatiable heat that just won’t quit. You’re not sure how long it’s been since the brothers had been in to rape you, and Negan and the others pulled them away and done God knows what to them for “ruining” the month. You’ve tried not to think about what Negan said next, about you being an early Christmas present for John’s boys. You can only assume when you hear voices outside your door, that they’ve come to collect their prize.

The screech of the metal door opening sends shivers down your spine as Dean and the long haired man from earlier step inside. They don’t even bother with closing the door, let alone locking it, and instantly your eyes land on it as you try to formulate your escape plan in your mind. If you can just get past them, you can make a break for it. You don’t have an awful lot of feeling left in your legs, and it hurts your core to close them properly, but none of that matters if you’re going to be able to escape. You’ll just push through until you’re free. You can’t live like this, you can’t stay here until you die, which you fear will be soon if this doesn’t end.

You climb up to your feet, catching both alphas’ eyes as you press yourself back against the wall behind you, hoping to seem like you’re just trying to set more distance between them. You wait until they are distracted by unbuckling their belts to bolt for the open door. Every inch of you hurts, and you’re not as fast as you’d hoped. A scream of disappointment rips through your body as you feel rough hands around your waist, and you’re pulled back into the clutches of the two alphas with an ease from the longer haired man that makes you uncomfortable.

“Where d’you think you’re going, Princess?” he chuckles darkly. “My brother and I were promised a good time.”

You tremble in his hold as Dean stares down at your naked body, his cock already out and in his hand, hard and throbbing as he strokes it. Tears begin falling down your face, and you hate that your escape plan has failed. As naive as that hope had been, for a split second just the thought of freedom breathed new life into you, but already it’s been snuffed out, and you feel your entire frame sag against the tall alpha.

“Aw, you usually love a chase, Sammy,” Dean chortles. “C’mon, let ‘er go, nothing like a bit of foreplay.”

Sammy scoffs, and to your surprise you find yourself being let go and shoved away, closer to the door.

“Alright, Princess, we’ll strike a deal,” he turns around, smirking at you. “We’re gonna play a little game of hide and seek. Me and Dean will count to thirty and you get to go and hide. If we find you, you have to take our knots.”

“And what about if we don’t, Sam?” Dean asks, stepping up alongside his brother, not taking his eyes off of you.

Sam laughs like the idea is ridiculous, but then shrugs. “Then I guess our little Princess gets to go home.”

You know there has to be a catch, that they’re not really going to let you go that easily, and the likelihood is that you’ll get caught within seconds of hiding. But this might be your only chance to escape, no matter how slim it is, you have to at least try, right?

“What are you waiting for, sweetheart?” Dean asks with a glint in his eye that makes you uneasy.

“One, two, three–”

You dart for the door, finding yourself back in that long corridor, and a door rattles down the far end, startling you and forcing you to run in the opposite direction. You run until your bare feet can feel mud, and you look down to see you’ve made it outside, with a thick mass of trees directly ahead of you. You make for the trees, ignoring the bite on your feet as you run over stones and roughage, and paying no mind to the trickle of a fluid between your legs. It could be blood, semen, or a mixture of the two, you’re no longer sure, but it dries on the inside of your thighs as soon as the breeze hits it.

You only pause momentarily as you gather yourself and assess your surroundings, before deciding to head deeper into the forest and finding a rather thick tree trunk to hide behind. Your whole body is trembling, your lungs are on fire, and for the first time in days, the stench of alpha doesn’t overwhelm your senses. Out here all you can smell is greenery and soil and it does help to clear your mind just a little, that is, until the smell of the two alphas returns. It’s weak to begin with, but the sound of their boots crunching on the forest floor heightens your senses once again, and your heart begins to hammer harder. You should’ve kept running, until the trees ended and you were out on the other side, but now it’s too late. Any movement you make will be seen or heard, and you’ll be captured.

“Could’ve been fucking the bitch by now,” Sam grunts, and Dean laughs.

“Don’t pretend you don’t love this part, I’ve seen you play with your toys before, Sammy.”

A whistle that is usually intended to call a dog sounds out, echoing through the trees and you flinch at the piercing noise, your fingers digging harder into the bark behind you.

“C’mere princess,” Dean hollers, “c’mon, bitch, back to your alphas.”

His tone is taunting and his voice is getting louder, meaning he’s getting closer.

“I can smell her,” Sam grunts, “fuck I’m gonna be feral if we don’t find her soon.”

“Dad gave us one rule, Sammy: don’t kill her,” Dean reminds him cheerfully, a chuckle in his voice. “But he didn’t say anything about breaking her.”

Their voices are loud enough now that you know they’re close, and once again you’re overwhelmed by their scents. You’re frozen to the spot, and no matter how much you tell your body to move again, you remain still. If you could just run to the next trunk large enough to hide you, maybe they won’t notice. Your eyes scan in front of you for a clear path, but before you can register someone passing through your line of vision, you feel a hand wrap around your arm and your heart stops and wedges in your throat.

“Now why the fuck are you outta your cage, Princess?” he growls, glaring at you.

You don’t reply, but you don’t really need to when the brothers speak up again, and Negan’s attention is drawn to them approaching.

“I’m gonna fucking break her alright,” Sam growls darkly, but stops when he sees Negan, and the two brothers’ eyes widen.

“I’ll fuckin’ break you if you lose my property,” Negan replies sharply. “I gave you my toy to play with, not throw it away.”

“We were playing with it; hide and seek,” Dean attempts to joke, but the smirk is quickly wiped off of his face when Negan forcibly tugs you out of your hiding space and holds you out in front of him. “We were just having some fun, we weren’t gonna lose her.”

“You’re not the only fucking alphas in this fucking land, y’know? The bitch’s heat can be scented from the west stables. I gave her to you to play with, not the entire fucking village.”

“Relax, Unc,” Dean scoffs, “that witch said the cloaking spell will stay put for months.”

Negan doesn’t seem impressed with Dean’s nonchalance and grunts, shoving you closer to them.

“I should take away your fucking privileges,” he threatens.

“Negan, c’mon,” Sam immediately protests. “I didn’t take suppressants for this.” Despite himself, it seems, Sam begins to rub over the noticeable bulge in his jeans, his eyes darkening as he stares you down. You’ve never seen a feral alpha before, but you have a feeling that’s about to change.

“Fine, take her before I change my fuckin’ mind,” Negan huffs, pushing you forward as you stumble into them, and Sam instantly growls and wraps an arm around you, pulling you tight against his body.

“Let’s go,” Dean encourages, but Sam’s grip only tightens.

“We’re not gonna make it back,” he warns his brother, grabbing handfuls of your ass and rutting his trapped erection painfully hard against your abused core.

You whimper in pain, the fear of once again being trapped washing over you, and Dean laughs behind you, sending another shiver down your spine.

“I’ll spread the bitches legs f’you if you return the favor when it’s my turn to knot her.”

You feel yourself being dragged backwards into Dean’s arms and lifted off of your feet as he hooks your knees over his arms and forces your legs apart, holding you open directly in front of his brother.

“You two have fuckin’ done this before,” Negan comments with a dark chuckle.

“This isn’t the first omega we’ve forced to take our knots, Unc, won’t be the last either,” Dean brags, using his fingers to spread your pussy open painfully wide as you scream out. “The last one didn’t survive, but I think I know where we went wrong there.”

“This one better fuckin’ had,” Negan warns. “I better stay and make sure you have some fuckin’ respect for my property.”

“There’s gonna be nothing respectful about what I’m gonna do to this bitch,” Sam warns, fisting his cock free with a violence surrounding him that petrifies you.

“You’re too much like your fuckin’ father, Sammy,” Negan sighs, but then he laughs. “Never could stop him, either.”

Sam flashes you the most sinister smirk you’ve ever seen, and steps forward, thrusting his cock into your spread hole, instantly groaning at the sensation of your walls clenching around him as he forces his way inside you. You cry out in pain and squirm in Dean’s hold, but he doesn’t budge and neither does his brother, who holds himself impossibly deep inside you, his cock pressing hard against your cervix as he clenches his jaw.

“I was promised a tight little Princess, Unc, this cunt is already ruined.”

The fact you’re not “tight” as Sam seemed to put it, only appears to anger him more and he begins to fuck you violently. Dean is forced to take the brunt of the movements, keeping you steady in his arms so his brother has an easier time raping you.

“I know how to make it tight,” Dean speaks up, unhooking one of your legs as he reaches underneath you.

You’re horrified to feel his own cock between your ass cheeks rubbing against you. He feels thicker than his brother; about as thick as Stefan. Tears fall thick and fast down your cheeks as you feel Dean pressing forcibly against your ass, and Sam grunts, holding himself still inside you. You feel something hot begin to trickle out of your pussy, and look down to see he’s already cum, but his knot hasn’t swollen as much as it probably should, and Sam doesn’t have that same relieved look like the other alphas have always had when they’ve knotted you.

“Cum already, Sammy?” Negan taunts, but Sam just grunts as he pulls his cock out of your leaking hole just long enough that you dribble his spendings down your slit, beginning to coat the tip of his brother’s cock as it continues to press against your ass.

“Thanks Sammy, just what I needed,” Dean hums, now using his brother’s cum as the lube he needed to force his way inside your tight, unused hole. You scream louder than ever, your voice cracking and growing hoarse, and Dean growls with pleasure in your ear.

“Just getting started, Negan, I’ve got plenty more for our Princess. Don’t worry, between me and Dean, we’ll make sure she’s nice’n round for you by Christmas.” Sam sinks back inside you at that, which only makes you hurt even more. You sob in pain and feel your entire body tingle as it begins to grow numb from the overwhelming sensations. “That’s better, so fuckin’ tight now.”

You think you might lose consciousness as your head falls back against Dean’s shoulder, and your eyes begin to flutter closed. It only feels like you’ve blinked when you reopen your eyes, but you’re face down on the forest floor, your ass held up in the air, and you look back over your shoulder to see Dean behind you, feeling his cock deep inside your pussy this time.

“There she is,” he coos, reaching down to push the hair out of your face. “Welcome back, sweetheart.”

You whimper as you feel the bruised feeling between your legs intensify, and you try to climb out of the position you’ve found yourself in, but Dean is quick to hold you down, shushing you quietly.

“Don’t move, Princess, gotta keep all that cum inside you.” You whine as you try to look around for the other two, and you find them standing over you jerking their cocks, and you realize that Dean’s knot is what you can feel stretching your walls so painfully.

“How many fucking loads is that now?” Negan asks, his eyes moving down your body to between your legs. “I lost fuckin’ count.”

“Five?” Sam guesses, a smirk curling over his lips. “About to be six if you let her go.”

Dean pulls back and you hiss, the pain makes your vision black out for a moment or two, until you find yourself on your back now, not knowing how long you passed out for this time. Dean is still inside you though, and the other two are still standing over you jerking their cocks until hot splatters of cum start to land over your naked body, covering your breasts and stomach, some landing on your face and in your hair as Negan and Sam paint you with their spendings.

“Hm, she does look fuckin’ pretty like that,” Dean comments, still deep inside you.

“Waste of fuckin’ cum if you fuckin’ ask me,” Negan grunts, seemingly not pleased.

Dean finally pulls himself free, and your pussy leaks out the overflowing alpha seed onto the forest floor as you whimper and convulse.

“Put her back where you fuckin’ found her,” Negan demands as he puts himself away and buckles his belt. “Your work isn’t over,” he adds, looking at Dean.

“What now?” Dean huffs, also redressing.

“Your brother is gonna need another dose given the state of his bitch.”