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Chapter 1: Rex’s Escape
(This happens before the start of The Feral Alpha)
Every time one of the prisoners screamed, the thought grew sharper in Rex’s mind: he had to escape.
He knew what happened to the prisoners. At some point, everyone would die. And that would happen to Rex if he remained here.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t tried to escape before. He’d tried to overpower the guards and scientists. He’d tried to break open his cell. It had all ended in failure.
But the name kept chiming in his head:
Olson.
Olson.
Olson.
Grey eyes, a beautiful smile, and the best scent in the world.
Rex saw Olson in his dreams every night. Sometimes he got to touch Olson. Sometimes he got to taste him.
Olson was what kept him alive, what kept him from despairing when so many other prisoners had gone insane. And Olson was out there somewhere, waiting for Rex.
Rex had to find him. But how?
***
Over the course of several weeks, Rex looked out from his cell at the other prisoners. He watched the doctors stick needles in them.
He realized that the guards didn’t pay as much attention to the prisoners on the verge of death, or the prisoners who had given up and stopped fighting.
The first time Rex pretended to be docile, the scientists and guards watched him warily, but they shot him up with the sleeping drugs anyway.
After many more weeks, the men lowered their guard around him. He lay on the floor and barely even twitched when they entered his cell, fighting down all his instincts to kill them.
“There’s something wrong with this specimen,” the scientists said to each other. “His hormone levels are far higher than the aggression he’s displaying.”
A few times, they provoked him into attacking, and some of those times, Rex couldn’t help but rise to the bait.
But slowly, he managed to control that.
They brought him to different rooms in the facility to test him. Rex remained pliant enough that they didn’t drug him up too much. He got to keep his wits about him when they moved him from room to room. And he studied the hallways covertly, always looking for a chance to escape.
***
It took several months, maybe years before he got his chance.
One of the scientists was slicing into him again. Rex didn’t know what for. But he noticed that the guards had left—something that the scientist wasn’t aware of, from the way he released the straps holding Rex down.
Rex reared up, grabbed the man, and broke his neck.
He slipped down the hallways he’d grown familiar with, sprinting to the closest exit that led to the outside. Vaguely, he heard voices. Maybe the scientists were telling each other he’d escaped.
He dodged a few darts from tranquilizer guns. Then he was out in the open, the sun almost blinding him.
He kept running. He found a short wall surrounding everything and leaped at it, scrambling up and over the barbed wires at the top.
Sounds of yelling carried over the wall. Rex scrambled through the surrounding forest, his heart pounding.
Slowly, the shouting faded away. Rex kept running. He didn’t stop until he’d crossed a few highways, several honking sounds coming from the cars.
It didn’t sink in until much later that he was free.
Free. For the first time in years.
Rex slowed down in the forest, catching his breath. He breathed in the fresh air, and curled his toes around the loamy earth.
Olson.
He didn’t know how he knew the right way to go. But he did.
He turned abruptly, following the instinct in his chest.
Olson.
He had an omega to claim.
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Chapter 2: Rex Discovers The Existence Of Sex Toys
Olson’s apartment was Rex’s favorite place. The orchid scent had permeated through all of Olson’s belongings—his couch, his laundry, and especially his bed.
Rex loved Olson’s bed. He especially loved burying his face in Olson’s pillow and filling his lungs with Olson’s scent; he loved pulling the covers up around himself and rolling around so their scents mixed together.
Of course, Rex preferred having Olson within sight, better yet if his omega was within reach. But it wasn’t always possible—sometimes, Olson shut himself in the bathroom and refused to let Rex join him.
Times like these, Rex explored the apartment. He opened the closets and drawers; he poked around in Olson’s things and sniffed at them.
He found the drawer of strange things one day.
It was the drawer in the nightstand on Olson’s side of the bed. Rex hadn’t seen Olson open it since he’d moved in, so he hadn’t been curious. That was, until he’d exhausted all of the drawers in the living room and kitchen, and he was itching for something new to discover.
The smell hit him first. Rex froze, nostrils flaring at the unmistakable scent of musk and orchid.
Then he looked closely at the colorful things and realized that several of them were long and cylindrical.
He picked up one which looked exactly like a cock, with a blunt pink tip and flesh-colored length, and a round knot at the base. It wasn’t as big as his own, but the scent of Olson’s musk was so strong on it that Rex’s cock grew heavy after two whiffs.
He dragged his nose up and down the fake cock, licking at it. It didn’t taste like a cock. But Olson’s ass had been all over it, and Rex wanted to know how. And why.
He set the fake cock on the bed, picking up the other cock-shaped objects. All of them smelled like Olson, some more than the rest.
Then there were the objects that weren’t cock-shaped. There were small, colorful rings that squished between his fingers, with a hard, pill-shaped thing on one side of each ring. When he pushed a button on the pill shape, it began buzzing.
Rex was so surprised that he dropped the ring. He picked it up gingerly, the vibrations humming down his fingers.
It was odd. He wasn’t sure what to do with it.
He set it on the bed next to the fake cock and rooted through the other colorful toys.
There was a heavy teardrop-shaped thing, with a wide, circular base at the round end. There was a squishy tube, too, like the ring but much longer, with a smooth exterior and strange bumps on the inside.
When Rex put his finger into the tube, the bumps slid along his finger in an odd, stroking way.
He set the tube on the bed, next to the fake cock and ring, and picked up a long, purple cock-shaped thing with buttons.
The first button lit up when he pushed it. Curious now, he pushed the next button.
The fake cock began to extend, then contract, in a stilted, unnatural way. Unnerved, Rex dropped the thing, staring as it continued to writhe on top of its friends.
He was still staring when the toilet flushed, water ran, and the bathroom door unlocked.
“Rex? Oh.” Olson paused in the doorway of the bedroom, his cheeks turning pink. “I guess you found those.”
“What… What…” He gestured at the still-moving thing. It looked like it was trying to attack the others.
“What are they? They’re sex toys.” Olson came over in a rush of orchid, sitting on the bed next to where Rex was crouched on the floor. “I didn’t have an alpha for several years. I didn’t want to bring an alpha home, either. So I used some of these for my heats.”
Rex blinked, picking up the squishy ring. How would that help with a heat? “Heat?”
“Oh.” Olson blushed prettily. “That’s a cock ring. Do you want me to show you how it’s used?”
Rex nodded.
“Here, sit on the bed.” Olson patted the mattress next to him, before grabbing the writhing purple toy. “Do you want to see how this works, too?”
Rex nodded again. He picked up the teardrop-shaped thing, and added it to the pile on the bed. “Show.”
Olson laughed softly, shrugging out of his clothes. Rex growled. The sight of his omega naked always made him hot between his legs.
“No pouncing on me yet,” Olson murmured. “You want me to show you how I use these, right?”
Rex licked his lips and nodded. Because his pants were getting tight, he pushed down the waistband to free his own cock and balls, letting them hang out.
Olson’s gaze roved over them appreciatively; Rex’s cock grew thicker under his omega’s attention.
Olson shuffled to the middle of the bed, his body all sleek lines, his ass round and inviting. Rex palmed his cock and only dragged his attention back to the fake cock when Olson waved it.
“This is a dildo,” Olson said. “We call all cock-shaped toys ‘dildos’.”
He lay back against the pillows and spread his legs, exposing his tight pink hole. Rex fought down the urge to mount him, to push inside with his cock.
“I know, I know,” Olson murmured, his mouth tugging into a smile. “You want to be all over me. But I can’t show you how these work unless you give me some space.”
He licked the pink tip of the fake cock, reaching between his legs to rub his hole. Rex reached over, pushing his fingers under Olson’s so he could be the one to rub that puckered entrance, so he could feel it flutter for him.
“Gods, you always feel so good,” Olson whispered. His cock began to stir, wetness leaking from his hole. The longer Rex touched him, the more he needed to push his fingers inside.
Rex hooked his fingertip against Olson’s hole and pressed it in. Olson’s eyelids fluttered shut, his mouth falling open. So Rex sank his finger into Olson’s tight warmth, growling when his own cock strained upright.
“That’s enough,” Olson panted, pulling Rex’s finger out of him. “I just needed to get wet enough.”
He released Rex’s hand and pushed the fake cock into his hole, moaning softly. Rex growled. He wanted to be the one filling Olson. Just watching the way another cock stretched his omega—that filled him with a sense of wrongness.
“Rex,” Olson chided. “You’ll get to fuck me soon. In a few minutes. This is what I did when I had no alpha.”
Rex nodded, appeased for now. But he still growled when Olson pushed the dildo into his body, all the way until the knot bumped against his hole.
There was so much cock inside his omega. Rex swallowed his saliva, his own cock aching.
“Here, why don’t you hold it.” Olson took Rex’s hand, wrapping his fingers around the dildo’s knot. He showed Rex how to thrust the toy inside him, a soft moan falling out of his lips.
Rex wasn’t happy about it, but he slid the dildo almost all the way out, then pushed it back into Olson.
Olson moaned. So Rex did it again. And Olson’s legs spread wider, a flush sweeping down his chest.
It wasn’t Rex’s cock, but Rex was still the one making his omega feel good. He continued to thrust the toy into Olson, his own cock aching as Olson began to clutch at the sheets, more so when Rex began to fuck him harder with the toy. The way Olson liked when it was Rex on top of him, roughly pounding in.
“Fuck,” Olson gasped, his cock jerking. “That’s—That’s enough. I think you get the point. I worked the knot inside too, when I didn’t have an alpha.”
Rex looked at the knot on the toy, but he wasn’t keen on letting it lock inside Olson. So he pulled out the fake cock, staring at the way it left Olson’s hole gaping and loose.
Would Olson want to replace Rex with a toy, if a toy could also make him feel good?
Olson grabbed the squishy pink ring next. It was still vibrating; he pressed the button to make it stop, and eased it down the length of his hard cock. Then he pressed the button again, and the ring began to buzz.
“Good?” Rex asked when Olson bit his lip.
“Yes. Touch.” Olson took Rex’s hand, pressing his fingers against the ring. It hummed, the vibrations going up Olson’s cock.
“Here,” Olson murmured, sliding the ring off himself. He pressed the pill-shaped part of it to the base of Rex’s cock, and pleasure jolted up his spine.
Rex must’ve made a sound; Olson met his eyes, smiling.
“You like that?”
Rex nodded, his cock aching harder now, flushing a deeper red.
“There are larger rings for alphas,” Olson murmured. “This one is sized for an omega cock. It’ll break if I try to put it on you, but we can buy one for you to wear, if you’d like to try it.”
Rex nodded, hissing when Olson dragged the buzzing thing all the way up to his tip.
His cock felt so good. It leaked a lot, aching so much that he shoved Olson down against the bed, thrusting hungrily against the buzzing toy, leaking precome all over it.
Olson grinned. “We’re definitely looking into a cock ring for you.”
Rex took the cock ring from Olson, and pushed it against Olson’s cock.
Olson hissed, his eyes rolling back. “Fuck!”
Rex had to run it up and down his omega’s pretty cock, watching as it grew redder. Olson squirmed, then thrashed beneath him.
“Fuck. Fuck, Rex!” Olson moaned, his spine arching as his breathing grew heavy.
Rex slid the ring down around Olson’s cock, to its base. And he reached into the drawer, finding two more of those rings. He turned one on and rubbed it against Olson’s tip. Olson choked on his moan, clutching at the sheets.
He was so beautiful.
Rex rolled the second buzzing ring around Olson’s sensitive tip.
Then he turned on the third ring, and pushed it against Olson’s hole.
Olson came with a scream; Rex pinned him down and nudged the vibrating part of the ring inside Olson’s hole, holding onto the ring from the outside.
Olson shook and wheezed, coming again.
Rex pushed his own fingers into Olson’s hole, grinding them against Olson’s prostate so his breath punched out and his eyes rolled back, and he came a third time.
Olson grabbed Rex’s hands then, shoving him off. “E-enough. F-for now. Or I’ll forget. Fuck.”
Rex sat back on his heels, watching as Olson pulled the cock rings off himself with shaking hands. He really liked those.
“Right,” Olson panted, his eyes slightly glazed. “Where were we? I was… showing you something.”
Rex pressed the teardrop-shaped thing into his hands.
“This is a plug. See the flared base here? It’s to keep it from completely sinking into my ass. People use it to keep holes stretched, like this.” He pushed the plug into his hole, and Rex watched as Olson’s body sucked it in, until only the wide base remained. “Sometimes alphas use plugs to keep their come inside their omegas for the whole day. So it doesn’t leak out of their bodies.”
Rex licked his lips. He liked watching his come drip down Olson’s thighs.
But with a plug… he could keep filling Olson up with come. Over and over through the day until he was overflowing with it. Then Rex could let it all flow out of Olson at the same time. “Mmm.”
Olson huffed fondly. “Guess we’ll be using this too, huh?”
Rex nodded. “Keep come.”
Olson pulled the plug out of himself; Rex watched as his hole stretched around the widest part of it. Before Rex could get distracted, Olson picked up the squishy tube.
“This is for a cock,” Olson said, reaching into his drawer. He opened a bottle and squirted a lot of clear gel into the opening of the squishy tube, pushing his fingers inside to spread the gel around. Then he took Rex’s fingers, and pushed two into the tube.
It felt kind of tight inside. But a lot slicker now, with wavy ridges and pronounced bumps.
Olson pumped the tube up and down Rex’s fingers. “Think about how this would feel around your cock.”
Rex tilted his head sideways, undecided. The feelings were good but unfamiliar.
“Guess I’ll sacrifice this one,” Olson said. “This is just big enough for an omega cock. Yours would need a different size. But I’ll let you split this one open.”
He fitted its opening around Rex’s tip, pushing it down so it swallowed Rex’s cock, the ridges and bumps squeezing tightly around him like a weird kind of ass.
“Mm,” Rex groaned.
“Want your own?” Olson pumped it up and down his cock, sending pleasure through his nerves. “It’ll fit you better if we used one that’s made for alphas.”
Rex shrugged, then shook his head. “Want Olson. Fuck. Hard. Fuck Olson.”
Olson moaned and slid the tube off Rex’s cock with a rush of friction. “Okay, no sheaths for you.”
There was just one last thing. The weird thrusting toy that kept extending and contracting. Rex looked dubiously at it.
“Yeah, it doesn’t work so well,” Olson said wryly, slipping it into his own ass.
Rex could kind of see why an omega would want it, to mimic an alpha’s thrusting. But Olson didn’t look the slightest bit satisfied.
“I bought it thinking it could take the edge off, but honestly, I would just throw it away. There’s no power to it. You fuck so much better.” Olson pulled it out and switched it off, tossing it on the bed. Then he flopped back against the pillows, glancing at Rex’s cock. It was now a deep red, aching and glistening with lube. “Now that you’ve seen all the toys, what do you want to do?”
Rex picked up the cock rings, turning them on. He smiled.
Olson laughed softly. “That was good.”
So Rex pushed the ring down to the base of Olson’s cock. Olson gasped, biting his lip.
Rex pulled down Olson’s foreskin, and slipped the next vibrating ring around Olson’s tip.
“Fuck. Fuck!” Olson began squirming, moaning, clutching the sheets.
Rex didn’t wait. He grasped Olson’s knees and pinned them open, fitting his tip against Olson’s stretched hole. And he slammed inside, fucking against Olson’s prostate so Olson’s eyes rolled back and he came hard, his entire body clenching around Rex.
“Mine,” Rex growled, starting a hard rhythm. He thrust in so roughly that the bed banged against the wall. Olson wheezed. And Rex kept going, kept pounding in.
This, this was what felt right. Olson moaning as he took Rex’s cock, his body tightening helplessly with pleasure. Rex kept plowing in, pleasure throbbing through his own body, his balls pulling tight.
He took the third cock ring and left it on Olson’s nipple. Olson hissed. Rex pinned down his omega and kept him in place, so he was completely open to every inch of Rex’s cock. Rex groaned, thrusting into Olson’s tight heat, over and over until Olson screamed and came, and came again.
Just knowing that he’d given his omega pleasure—that made Rex’s cock swell. It made his balls pull tight, aching to unload.
“Mine,” Rex groaned, chasing his own release now. He fucked hard into Olson, burying his cock deep. His thrusts grew short and frantic; he needed to fill Olson with his seed.
He kept fucking in until Olson’s spine arched and he came with a howl, his body convulsing so tight.
Rex went over the edge with him, roaring as he came deep inside his omega, pulse after pulse filling Olson up.
They panted together, Rex’s knot swelling and locking them together. Olson loved it, especially when Rex kept on rocking it inside him, massaging Olson’s prostate with his knot.
“Mine,” Rex whispered. He cradled Olson and dropped kisses all over his face. Olson shuddered into another orgasm and finally plucked off the cock rings.
“Fuck,” Olson said hoarsely. “That was so good.”
Pride rose through Rex’s chest for all of one second, before it slipped. He glanced uncertainly into Olson’s eyes. “Olson… want? Want Rex?”
He reached over and closed his hand around the cock rings. “Olson like. No… no need Rex.”
Olson frowned. Then he looked horrified. “No. No, I wouldn’t choose the sex toys over you, silly.” He brushed his fingers through Rex’s hair and pulled him close, pressing their foreheads together. “Sex toys are just that. Toys. They’re not an alpha. I haven’t even touched that drawer ever since I brought you home. I don’t need them anymore.”
He spoke the truth. Rex looked into his eyes, relaxing slightly.
“But we can play with the toys together,” Olson murmured. “Plenty of couples use toys. You saw how good it was when we used the rings. We’ll get you some, too, so you can wear one and fuck me. It’ll be good for you, too.”
It sounded… odd. But good. Playing with toys with Olson.
Rex nodded slowly, dropping kisses all over Olson’s face. “Try. Try with Olson.”
Olson beamed and kissed him back. “I’ll show you. It’ll be good.”
The best thing was, Rex trusted him.
It was going to be good.
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