Forget : A Dark Omegaverse (Unhingedverse)

Hayes:

Are you done yet?

Rolling my eyes as I throw my coat over my sports bra and leggings, I continue making sure everyone leaves the warehouse with a smile.

Me:

I’m still working. Amazing concept, don’t you think? I’m closing up.

Hayes:

It’s late, Princess. Your ride is going to turn into a pumpkin soon.

Me:

Boo hoo, old man. Too bad I’m not Cinderella and you’re certainly not Prince Charming.

Hayes:

I can be beastly, Princess. Stop pushing your luck. Get your ass out here.

“Are you okay?” Gabriel asks as I shove my phone into my cross body purse.

“I’m fine,” I tell him with a nod. “Long day, and my shadow is currently being a jackass.”

“Since when do you have a shadow?” he asks.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

“A little over two weeks.” I sigh. “Scent matches suck.”

“Only if it’s each other’s dicks,” Gabriel says with a smirk, making me giggle.

“I mean, they’re all together, so that happens,” I confirm.

“Sounds like you’re living many omegas’ dreams, Aisling,” he teases me. “I’m headed home to my pack, but if you need their asses kicked, let me know. Who is it?”

“Pack Hayes,” I tell him, checking the space to make sure everything is put away. Gabriel pulls on a thick sweatshirt for the walk out, while I was too lazy to change back into my pants suit.

“Seriously?” Gabriel asks. “They’re kind of the workhorses of your dad’s outfit, aren’t they? I have a few guys at the gym who were talking about them. They sounded as if the pack scared the shit out of them.”

“They’re scary,” I admit, shrugging. “They’re also assholes. I’ve already stabbed Hayes recently. I have a feeling we’re both getting on each other’s nerves.”

“Lean into the brat, Aisling,” Gabriel says with a wink. “See how long it takes for them to want to kill you or fuck you.”

Bursting out into a laugh as I yank open the door, I step outside with Gabriel. It’s fucking cold, making me shiver as I lock up behind us.

“Good night,” I call out to him, looking around for Hayes.

Ugh, did he fucking leave me?

Blowing out a breath in annoyance, I shove my hands in my pockets and start walking, looking for the car. It’s not in the parking lot, or parked on the street. The guards left with everyone else for the night since I had Gabriel with me and I can typically protect myself.

It doesn’t even occur to me to call Aiden, because if he left me, he can jump off a cliff. My hand closes over my knife as I purse my lips, deciding to walk toward the main road and then call for a rideshare.

This isn’t how I thought I’d be ending a long day, but I’ll roll with the punches like I always do. I’m just so fucking tired of having to. Exhaustion and depression pull at me, but I shove it away, because it doesn’t help me right now.

I’m tired of being strong, the person expected to figure out everyone else’s problems when my life is imploding.

Screw it, I’ll decide where the fuck I’m going to go after I get to the main road. As I pass the alley with a huff, I squeal as my arm is yanked, pulling me off the sidewalk. Surprise doesn’t stop me for long since my muscles remember what I’m supposed to do, and I stomp, punch, and look for soft tissue to jab as I flick open my knife.

This is why my father makes me train when I’m home, when everyone else is gone for the day.

“Jesus, fuck,” Hayes growls, stealing the knife from me, tossing it away before shoving my face into the brick wall and my wrists behind my back.

“You’re such a dick,” I squeak. “I thought you left me!”

“You should be so lucky, Princess,” he says. “No, I want to teach you a lesson from the pack about what happens to bratty omegas.”

“What are you going to do?” I snark as he pushes his cock against my ass. I can feel the outline of it as he pulls my coat to the side, so there’s less material between us. The hiss of his belt coming off is the only warning I have before it comes down hard on the fleshy part of my ass.

“Ahh!” I scream, shuddering as my pussy clamps down in need.

Absolutely not, hussy. Good dick and a little impact play isn’t getting him out of this.

“Get off me,” I growl, bumping my ass against his cock to get him to move.

“All I hear is you asking me to fuck your ass,” he grunts, leaning forward to lick up my neck before biting down hard enough for me to whine. It’s embarrassing how well he knows my body.

I hate that he’s learned all of my erotic places during my heat. I didn’t even know them all, and I’m sure I’ll be surprised when they’re found, since I was so desperate with need. A lot of that time was spent cum drunk, which means I don’t remember it all.

“Don’t bite!” I squeal with worry. The last thing I need is to be bonded to this asshole as well.

Holding tightly to my wrists, he does something with the belt binding them tightly together. Struggling to look over my shoulder, I see the belt between his teeth as he bares his teeth at me.

Aiden looks feral, seconds away from a rut. Is that possible?

Domh said once that his alpha’s control was better than the rest of the pack. How is Aiden this close to losing it?

“I didn’t push that hard,” I snark, feeling like the brat he’s accusing me of being. “All I’m doing is getting my work done. I told you that I would be working late.”

“You keep all of your smiles and laughs for others,” he growls. “Not one of us has been graced with either.”

“Maybe because you don’t deserve them!” I scream back at him, gasping when he cracks his palm across my ass.

“You don’t know what we deserve,” he says. “You’ve been treating me like your little slave and I’m fucking tired of it.”

“Boo hoo, Hayes,” I tell him, gasping when he kicks my feet apart.

“If Domh was here he’d make you gag on his dick, while I punished your ass,” he says, the words thick as he says them around the leather. Grabbing it, he rolls it in his fist so it remains tight and I can’t move away, not when my cheek is shoved so tightly against the brick.

“Instead, I’m going to enjoy every scream as I fuck you.”

“I don’t want it,” I lie, shaking my head as my body perfumes.

Shoving his hand down my yoga pants, he spears my pussy with two, thick fingers. Shuddering, I find myself unable to do anything but writhe. There’s no sweetness, no trying to get me ready to take his fingers, he simply expects my body to be ready.

I fucking hate that he’s right.

“Your body wants me,” Aiden purrs, his thumb beginning to firmly rub my clit. “I’m shit at apologies, Princess, but you’re just as much to blame, because you refuse to listen to anything. I fucked up, and the guys fell for you while watching, stalking, and waiting for the perfect moment to get you to notice it. Except, you’re the most frustrating goddamn omega that I’ve ever met.”

“So kidnapping me was easier?” I attempt to snarl.

Instead, my eyes roll in pleasure as his fingers curl inside of me. No! Yanking my arms, I curse because my legs are spread too widely to be able to kick or stomp on him.

“You’re going to hurt yourself,” he mutters, almost lifting me up onto my toes with his fingers inside of me.

Squealing, I panic, worried I’m going to crash onto my face.

“Shh, little cum slut,” he soothes. Fuck, I shouldn’t like it when he calls me that, but my pussy clamps on his fingers. “I won’t let you get hurt. You’re going to take my dick like a good girl, but you won’t be allowed to come. I’ll punish your cunt and ass and love every moment. It doesn’t matter how much you beg, Princess. No one is going to save you, and I don’t fucking care if you hate every goddamned second of it.”

“Why are you doing this?” I ask. “You’re going to make me fucking hate you!”

“You already do, don’t lie,” he says, twisting his fingers inside of my pussy. God, I may pass out. It’s too much. “Hate me, but stop pretending there’s nothing here between us. You’re disrespecting fate, and the fact that the guys have been waiting their entire lives to find you.”

“I’m not the one who ruined this,” I whimper, shuddering. Fuck, I’m so close. This is so cruel. “Hayes, stop.”

“Nope,” he grunts, grinding his erection against my ass. “My God given first name better be screamed out while I fuck you, or I will continue to find ways to humiliate you. I will volunteer to be your shadow at every turn, and the guys will give you to me. Fuck, I may do it anyway. Want to know why?”

I refuse to answer as he plays me like a fiddle, easily pulling a reaction despite trying to stay quiet. Pulling his fingers from my slick pussy, he removes it from my pants and shoves his fingers into my mouth, gagging me on them.

“That’s quite enough insolence from you,” he mutters. I didn’t say anything. “Suck, little slut.”

All I can smell is his leather scent, and all I can taste is sugar cookies as I gag on his fingers, my cream thickly coated on them. I can’t get away, or shake myself free, so I suck in shame, tears pricking my eyes at how much I shouldn’t be enjoying this.

“I see you can follow directions,” he croons, pulling my coat down my shoulders to trap them completely behind my back, so he no longer has to hold the belt.

Aiden proceeds to yank my sports bra up, despite my whine, exposing my tits to the freezing cold air. My nipples immediately pebble until they’re almost too tight, giving a new meaning to ‘freezing my tits off.’

“You’re wearing their marks,” he grunts, his fingers caressing Domh’s bite under my breasts before pinching my nipple hard. Fuck.

“You’re the one being unfair here, little omega. We’re unbalanced until you finish the binding, Princess. Notice that you’ve been more anxious, maybe a little depressed? That’s only going to get worse. And your body is going to crave us during your heats.”

Ugh, my damn heats.

I need to talk to Shaw about suppressants since they run the pharmaceutical street drugs in Minnesota. Maybe not long term, but something that will let me get through it alone. I found toys with knots in the cubby holes of my nest. I can do this. I don’t want their hands on me, not now, not ever.

Unfortunately, I don’t have a choice at the moment.

The sting of the cold air swirls around me as Aiden pulls my pants down, yanking my sneaker clean off along with the one leg of my yoga pants. Thank God I’m wearing socks, but the freezing pavement sends shock waves through my already bruised and cold body.

“There we go. Helpless, beautiful, and mine, Princess. We’re going to work this out, whether it’s on my cock or using our words. Personally, I think this is more fun,” he mutters.

Slowly, he removes his fingers from my mouth, wiping my saliva off on my cheek.

“You’re such an asshole,” I gasp, coughing as I cringe away from him.

The crack of his palm against my other ass cheek makes me hiss, feeling it more without the protection of my pants.

“Keep back talking,” Aiden sneers. “I will not renegotiate, Princess. I meant it when you wouldn’t be able to come, and I will punish your ass every time you’re a brat.”

“Just breathing offends you, so it looks as if I’ll be having trouble sitting down,” I snark.

The sound of his pants’ button coming undone and the slow snick of the zipper being pulled down may as well be as loud as a gunshot as I flinch.

“Maybe next time, be less of a bitch,” he says, releasing his dick to thump it on my ass. My coat is pulled to the side outside of what is holding me captive, not at all doing its job.

“Only if you’re less of an entitled dick… Oh fuck,” I scream as he angles his cock perfectly and thrusts inside my pussy.

My treacherous cunt is drenching my thighs, making me shiver as it freezes. It couldn’t be a worse night to be fucking outdoors, much less just outside of my place of business. In for a penny, in for a pound in bad decisions it seems. Fuck me.

“Do you feel me?” Aiden growls, wrapping my hair around his fist. I just had to let my hair loose after the self defense lesson, which I’m finding was a stupid move. His fingers on his other hand grip my hip tightly, making me aware that I’ll have more bruises tomorrow.

His hips piston in and out viciously, the only thing keeping my face from crashing into the wall is his hand in my hair pulling my head back. Instead, my breasts get the brunt of the cool brick, turning me further on.

“Stop,” I rasp, ruining the words as I moan. “This is wrong.”

“You’re drenching my knot, yet you’re telling me this is wrong?” he asks, yanking my hair further back so I’m bowed toward him. “Nothing that happens between us is wrong. You can tell yourself whatever you need to, Princess, but you crave us all. We are yours, you just have to accept us.”

“No,” I gasp, shuddering as he changes his pace to a slow crawl, his dick firing every nerve ending inside of me. “Oh my God.”

“What’s my name, Princess?” Aiden asks, kissing and sucking up my neck.

The asshole makes sure to add his teeth, another visual reminder of his touch and tonight. Shaking my head, I press my lips together stubbornly, mewling as he thrusts shallowly and roughly, hitting my G-spot perfectly.

“Assshole,” I grunt. “You’re a goddamn fucker. My body may want you but⁠—”

My hair is wrapped around my throat a moment later, cutting off my words and breath. His hand spanks me again before he reaches underneath me to stroke my clit, keeping me on the edge.

“Make me your villain, pretty girl,” he whispers in my ear as he fucks me. “All the better to make you fall in love with me. I’m not a good man, alpha, or person, but I am willing to try for you. I will burn the world down to make your life easier, and you’ll never know it’s me. Every good thing that happens to you, I did it. Every problem that’s miraculously fixed? I… will be fucking behind!”

His words are roared as he pinches my clit, interrupting how close I am to coming. Fuck! My body bucks against his as he paints my insides with his cum, my body mourning that he won’t give me a knot.

I’m so confused, my mind spiraling at his words. They’re cruel because I am so damn independent. I want to know I accomplished things on my own.

It’s not ego, it’s called taking pride in my work. Now, I’ll always wonder if Aiden Hayes is pulling strings like a Puppet Master with his damn pack. They’re all so influential. It would be easier to let them help, but I can’t allow myself to bend far enough to ask them for more than the necessities that I can’t do alone.

I have limits, and I know them well.

Aiden gets my attention as I start to disassociate by grinding his knot against my entrance.

“Stay with me, Princess,” he growls, letting go of my hair, so I can gasp in a breath. Somehow, my body is coated in a light sheen of sweat that is quickly managing to freeze as well. “What’s my name?”

“Aiden fucking Hayes,” I rasp, my voice sounding rough. “Master manipulator and asshole extraordinaire.”

“That’s not exactly what I was going for,” he sighs, brushing a kiss along my forehead. “We’ll work on that.”

My pussy complains as he pulls out of me, his cum sliding down my thighs. I’m ruined, my body already begging for something that can’t happen again.

“This is never happening again,” I tell him aloud as he begins to fix my clothing, though he manages to brush his fingers over my nipples as he does. It’s everything that I can do to hold back any sounds.

I’m shivering from overstimulation, cold, and my plummeting adrenaline. Tears of frustration and humiliation flow as he carefully puts me back together. Pulling the hood over my head, once my hands are free from the coat and belt, I grab my panties and pant leg, wrestling it back on.

“I can help with that,” he says, amused as he puts his cock away. I’ve been avoiding looking at it, because my mouth keeps watering whenever I do.

I’m so fucked up. I wonder what Dr. Alys would say. She never did call me back. This would make a great case study.

Young omega implodes her life over some dick and bad choices.

“Aisling?” he asks as I stifle a sob, shoving my foot into my shoe.

If possible, I feel more hollow now than before.

“Take me home, wherever that is,” I mutter. “The goddamn alley can have the fucking knife.”

“It’s right here,” he says, picking it up along with my duffle bag, but I walk past him, waiting for him to show me where the vehicle was.

Sighing, he shoves it in his pocket, and starts to walk. My nose wrinkles in disgust when I find that he hid the damn SUV in an alley across from here. They really have cased the neighborhood.

I love that for me.

Climbing in, I glare out the window as I let the tears fall for a variety of reasons. Every omega on some level wants a scent match, craves a pack. Even me, despite how embroiled I am in my work. There’s a hope that biology and fate will come together in the perfect way.

What does it say about me that my perfect pack is filled with depraved men who will fuck me in an alley and expect that to fix things? What does it say about me that I loved every moment?

Most of all… what does it say about how broken we still are?

Aiden gives me worried glances as he drives back to the pack’s house, but I’m too far into my head. My thoughts collide and contradict each other, and none of it makes sense to me.

The second the SUV pulls into the garage, I’m getting out of the vehicle. I leave everything behind beside my crossbody purse which miraculously stayed twisted around me.

Domh opens the door as I attempt to push past, his nostrils flaring as I do. Grabbing my arm, he pulls me until he can see my face, tear stains clear in the light of the mudroom.

“Aiden fucked you but you’re crying, why?” he asks, his voice all smooth gravel as his green eyes gaze at me.

“I was being punished,” I mutter, pulling my arm away as I keep moving toward the stairs. I want to hide, cry, scream into the pillows of my nest.

“The fuck?” Domh asks as Aiden walks in next to him.

“I’ll tell you,” he grunts. “You’ll probably all kick my ass and I’ll let you. I don’t know what I was expecting, but this wasn’t it.”

I feel inept and too innocent as his words echo in my ears. Maybe if I was more mature, didn’t have such idealistic ideas, or was a different person entirely, I could be what he ‘expected.’

My feet pound up the stairs, and Evan and Caelin are waiting at the landing.

“Where are you going in such a rush?” Evan asks.

“To my nest, to hope that I’ll wake up someone different,” I mutter, stepping onto the landing.

“But you’re perfect,” Evan says, confused.

“That’s a lie, and I’m really tired of those right now,” I tell him, turning to move past them.

Evan’s faint scent of orchids gives me goosebumps, while Caelin’s apple blossom scent makes my eyelashes flutter. I’m a fucking addict.

“You had sex?” Caelin asks as his pale blue eyes track my movements.

“Not on purpose,” I say, shrugging.

“Fuck,” he says explosively as I hurry up to the attic. “Aiden!”

I ignore the shouting downstairs as I lock myself in my nest. Stripping off my clothes, I get into a hot shower, sitting on the tile floor with my legs drawn up. Tonight is an off day, that’s all. I’ll be stronger tomorrow.

Right now? I’ll let the tears flow. I’m in over my head with these alphas. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.