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When the secondary organ extends from above his main shaft and attaches to my clit, I can't hold back the moan that tears from my throat. The suction is intense and rhythmic, pulling at my most sensitive bundle of nerves while his cock continues its relentless assault on my inner walls.

"My sucker on her clit—" thrust "—while my cock stretches her wide—" thrust "—perfect design for claiming stubborn omegas who think they can resist."

I shouldn't be aroused by his bragging. Shouldn't find his dominance display anything but revolting. But my body doesn't care what I should feel. The dual stimulation builds pleasure Ican't fight—his ridged cock hitting spots that make stars burst behind my eyelids while the suction organ works my clit with maddening precision.

"Tell him who you belong to," Vex demands, one hand moving to grip my throat. His fingers press against the claiming marks, sending electricity straight to my core. "Let him hear it from your own lips."

"You," I whisper, the word dragged from somewhere deep in my chest.

"Louder," he orders, angling his hips to hit that spot inside me that makes my vision blur. "Tell him who owns this tight little cunt."

"You do," I gasp, shame and arousal bleeding together until I can't separate them. "You, alpha."

The words taste like surrender on my tongue. Each syllable is another piece of my dignity stripped away, another victory in his campaign to break me down. But beneath the humiliation, my body sings with pleasure that makes rational thought impossible.

I feel Kain's eyes burning into me, see the barely leashed hunger in his expression as he watches his prize being thoroughly claimed by a rival. The knowledge that I'm being used as a display piece in this territorial contest somehow makes every sensation more intense.

When Vex's knot begins to swell, stretching my entrance wider than should be possible, panic and anticipation war in my chest. The expanding bulb forces my body to accommodate impossible girth, tissues stretching beyond their limits as he drives it deeper inside me with brutal determination.

"Take it," he snarls, one hand fisting in my hair to arch my neck at a painful angle. "Take every fucking inch of my knot like the good little omega you are."

The pressure builds until I'm certain I'll tear apart, but my traitorous body accepts him completely. His knot locks inside me with an audible wet sound, sealing us together so thoroughly that even the smallest movement sends shockwaves through my overstretched channel.

"Come for me," Vex orders, his free hand gripping my hip hard enough to leave bruises. "Show him exactly how thoroughly you've been claimed. Let him hear you break."

My orgasm hits like a physical blow, sudden and devastating. My body convulses around his massive knot as waves of pleasure crash through me, each one more intense than the last. I cry out—not his name but a wordless scream of surrender that echoes off the cave walls. My inner muscles clench rhythmically around his knot, milking him exactly as my omega biology was designed to do.

His release begins like a flood, thick spurts of seed that seem to go on forever. I feel each powerful pulse deep in my core, the sheer volume making my belly expand slightly as he fills me beyond capacity. The heat of it spreads through my system, marking me from the inside out while his knot ensures not a single drop can escape.

"Feel that?" Vex growls against my ear, still pumping into me as his release continues. "Feel how much seed I'm putting in you? Your body's going to be full of me for hours."

He's not exaggerating. The amount of cum flooding my channel seems impossible—pulse after pulse of thick heat that makes me whimper with each fresh surge. My body struggles to contain it all, stretched and filled until I feel ready to burst.

"Look at her take it all," Vex addresses Kain while still locked deep inside me. "Watch how her body accepts every drop of my seed. This is what a properly claimed omega looks like."

The secondary organ maintains its relentless suction on my clit throughout his endless release, forcing my body toexperience pleasure with each new spurt. I'm trapped in continuous climax, my inner walls milking his knot while he fills me with what feels like impossible quantities of cum.

"Still coming," Vex announces with dark satisfaction, another pulse making my body jerk against him. "Chimeric alphas produce more seed than any other Prime species. She'll be carrying my scent for weeks."

I can feel it—the overwhelming fullness, the heat spreading through my core, the way my belly has started to round slightly from the sheer volume. Tears leak from my eyes as my body continues its involuntary response, wringing every drop from him while he holds me in place with bruising force.

"Verification appears conclusive," Kain says when my cries finally fade to whimpers, though Vex's knot still pulses inside me with occasional aftershocks. His formal tone can't quite hide the arousal roughening his voice. "The blood bond demonstrates appropriate omega responses to alpha stimulation."

"We're not done yet," Vex states bluntly, shifting his hips to remind everyone that we're still locked together. "Chimeric knots last longer than feline ones. She'll be tied to me for at least another twenty minutes."

Still impaled on his massive knot, still trembling with residual pleasure, I'm forced to endure the humiliation of being discussed like livestock while his seed continues to pulse into me in smaller spurts. The shame burns through me, but underneath it lurks something more disturbing—a perverse pride at being so thoroughly claimed that even a rival alpha can't deny it.

"However," Kain continues, straightening from the wall, "transport documentation indicates this omega was bound for Central Breeding Authority under direct Council of Nine authorization. Your claim, while biologically valid, may be overruled by prior governmental assignment."

Vex's grip tightens on my throat, his knot still pulsing inside me. "Council override protocols require extensive documentation review," he states with surprising legal knowledge. "Biological damage from forced separation of blood-bonded pairs must be considered."

Even through my haze of shame and residual pleasure, I recognize the lifeline he's throwing me. Separating a blood-bonded omega from their alpha too quickly can cause seizures, system shock, even death. It's one of the few protections omegas have under Conquest Law.

Kain's whiskers twitch in annoyance. "Medical verification of bond severity would be required before transfer. Preliminary assessment suggests potential Category Three bonding status, which would necessitate specialized separation protocols not currently available at regional facilities."

Translation: they don't have the medical resources to safely separate us without risking my death.

"Full Council review will be required," Kain states finally, defeat creeping into his tone. "Until formal determination, the omega remains under territorial jurisdiction with notation of pending review status."