Page 1 of Quickies

THE WERE

They say that once an omega gets a taste of a were dick, a human alpha will never satisfy him.

The cries were coming from the east, from deeper in the forest. I wasn’t the only creature with sensitive ears who roamed these woods. If I didn’t hurry up, I could find some toothy beast chewing on the human’s thigh bone.

I got on all fours and ran as fast as I could. Silently, I flew through the forest until I could sense the human was close. I slowed down and listened. Those weren’t cries of pain. The voice sounded soft, more like whimpers than shrieks of pain and terror. He was only a few steps away, behind a wall of small pines. He moaned and whined, then cried out again.

Straightening on my legs, I crept as close as I could while remaining unseen and peeked between the green needles.

I spotted him at the same time as the pungent scent of omega heat drifted to my nose. It made me drool, and I licked my teeth.

He lay on the ground, surrounded by blueberry bushes. His tunic was bunched around his waist, both hands feverishly working between his legs. Arching his back, he whined, and his hips jerked.

Mesmerized, I stared at the young omega pleasuring himself. His pale thighs shone against the deep-green moss. There was something about planes of hairless skin that always made me hot and bothered. Humans looked so soft and fragile without fur. The movements of the omega’s hands got frantic as he milked his cock and rubbed his taint. He lifted his hips, wailing loudly. Pearls of white seed splashed from the tip of his cock, over his knuckles, and onto his belly. Spit pooled in my muzzle at the sight.

The scent of heat got stronger—roses, honey, and sizzling butter. Damn, I wanted to lick the cum off the human’s belly.

Panting, he rolled to his side and gently stroked his pink cock. With his other hand, he prodded at his entrance and slid two slender fingers inside. His hand pumping, eyes closed, he gave out a helpless sob.

His heat was powerful, and he couldn’t find relief by himself.

How convenient that a lone were would happen to come by at the right moment.

I smirked.

He’d be terrified if he knew I was watching. Unless…

Maybe he was one ofthoseomegas.

Letting out an angry grunt, he abruptly pulled away his hands and sat up. He seemed to be trying to calm himself. From my vantage point, I could see between his legs.

His groin was rosy, with strawberry-blond hair in a tuft above his straining cock. I’d suck his pretty little cock and make him come, tasting his seed. His smooth balls were tight with his heat, and his thighs quivered.

He fisted the moss and breathed deeply. Was he trying to suppress his heat wave with the force of his mind? Foolish human. My gaze swept over his big, juicy nipples, exposed in his open tunic. With his full chest and small, round belly, he was ripe to be bred. His body needed it. He wouldn’t get out of this heat without cum up his womb.

Even distressed, he looked lovely. He had a cute face with plump lips and healthy cheeks. How come he was here all alone? Human alphas were fiercely possessive of their sons and mates. Either this boy didn’t have a family, or he’d run away.

He snapped his eyes open and seemed to look straight at me. But he couldn’t see me, hidden as I was. I wore only short dark linen pants with a belt to carry my weapons, and my gray-brown fur made me almost invisible in the thick forest.

His eyes were blue-green and round. Needy. His nostrils widened, and he moaned pitifully. His legs jerked, and he fisted the clumps of moss tighter as if keeping himself in place.

No, he couldn’t see me, but he smelled me without being aware of it. And his body responded. His cock jerked between his legs, and he let out low moans with every breath.

Sniffing loudly, he looked around, searching for the source of the scent that had him trembling with need.

Not all human omegas liked a furry, toothy beast breeding them, but some found our scent enticing enough to try. Rumor had it that once a boy could be convinced to take a were’s cock, he wouldn’t want a human lover ever again. I was keen to see if that was true.

What were the chances I’d stumble upon a young human in heat who’d be horny for a were? My pack mates would be so happy if I brought a ripe omega to our lair. We’d been looking for one for ages, and humans were so pretty and smelled so nice.

If I managed to persuade this one to come with me…

I stepped out of my hiding place.

The omega sucked in a breath and scrambled backward, tucking his legs under himself, and trying to hide his nudity under his tunic. I couldn’t blame him for his fear. He was weak and defenseless when in heat.

His mind was quick. I could see it in his eyes as he assessed the danger before him.

An alpha were. Young and unmated. Smelling my heated hole all over the forest. Where is his pack? How many are there? Will he knot me? Do I want him to?

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