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Daryl growled a bit, his heat had started only hours ago and he was already in a bad mood. He was dirty, his only peace was a tent, and the two alphas of the pack were already pissing him off. He stormed past them, zipping up the tent with such ferocity that it nearly ripped. His smell of pine and brown sugar was wafting through the tent.
“He smells good.” Rick muttered.
“I know..” Shane snarled, his cock twitching in his jeans. They had only been a pack for a month or so now. They had experienced plenty of loss since the start of the apocalypse. Lori had died not long after Rick had returned to them. Now the two alphas were desperate for someone to be the ‘mother’ to the pups of the pack.
The only omega around was Daryl.
“I think I’m going to go and offer my help,” Rick snarled a bit. “After all, I am the alpha of the pack.”
Shane snarled a bit. “Not so quick, I think I want a chance to knot Daryl.”
The two alphas bumped shoulders, the smell of Daryl’s heat was wafting around the pack. It was causing the two alphas to start their ruts. Neither had noticed that they were hitting the peak of their ruts. Rick and Shane began to growl. The betas were taking notice and were making sure that the pups were hidden away.
Shane took the first swing, Rick ducked to avoid before he barred towards him and knocked him to the ground. Shane punched upward and Rick barked attempting to bite.
“Fuck…”
“That omega is going to be mine. Not yours.”
“I’m the prime. That omega will birth my pups.”
“Fuck…” Shane hissed as he felt another blow to his side. The two continued to fight, Shane slammed his fist into Rick’s face which caused the alpha to fall back. The scent of blood wafted through the camp.
Daryl could scent the blood and began to unzip his tent, he was worried the undead had broken through and was going to harm the pups. As he opened the tent his scent became stronger by tenfold. “What the fuck…” He spotted the two alphas tumbling back and forth. “What are you two fighting over? Get your asses off the dirt, we have a pack to protect.” He snarled.
The two alphas scrambled to their feet, blood dripped from Rick’s nose. “Omega…”
“Why the fuck are you two fighting, its the middle of the day. You should be hunting or something…” Daryl doubled over a bit in pain, his heat was hurting him and he certainly wanted to go lay back down. These two idiot alphas were ruining that for him.
Shane hip checked Rick, who stumbled slightly and then snarled. “Daryl, are you okay?”
“No, I’m in fucking pain, and you two are interupting my nap.”
“Go back to sleep then ‘mega.”
Daryl hissed at the two of them before turning back to the tent. As soon as Daryl was out of site Shane tackled Rick to the ground. “That omega is going to be mine. Do you understand me?”
“As your pack alpha, I expect you to stand down and let me take Daryl.”
The two continued to snarl and hiss, biting and snapping at one another. Rick forced Shane onto his back, he brought his fangs close to Shane’s neck. “Stand down.” Shane hissed, he brought his arm up and it was quickly pinned down. “I told you to stand the fuck down. That is my omega, do you understand? Carl needs a new mom, and I am going to give him a sibling.”
Shane snarled at him, but dropped his hand. “Fine.. Fuck… Get off me.”
Rick smirked and pulled back, he had been victorious. He got up quickly, and turned. Shane snarled a tad, but lowered his head. Rick was the prime, and he understood fully that there wasn’t anything he could do about it. Carl did love Daryl already, and even if Rick impregnated Daryl it didn’t particularly mean that he didn’t have a shot at him.
Daryl was curled up in a ball of pain, he heard someone skulking about his tent. “Who the fuck is that?”
“Daryl, let me in ‘mega.”
Daryl raised a brow. “What? No, fuck off..”
Rick growled. “Daryl, as the pack alpha, I am telling you to let me in.”
Daryl moved, his body shaking. Rick was using his alpha voice on him, which in his head was bullshit. He was in heat and this damned alpha was using it against him. Daryl stood, opened the zipper to the tent and stood staring with wide angry eyes. “What the fuck do you want?”
“You’re going to let me knot you.”
Daryl froze, looking him over with narrowed eyes. “No.”
Rick growled again, leaning forward. “No?”
“I said no, I’m not letting you knot me in this apocalypse. I’m not getting pregnant.” Daryl crossed his arms. “You can’t just force me to take your damned knot.”
Rick growled again, his knot throbbing in his jeans. “You’re going to give my son a sibling, Daryl.”
“No.”
Rick pushed Daryl into the tent. “Knees now.” His alpha voice was deep and commanding. Daryl knew very well he couldn't deny him. Even if he wanted to.
“Rick, I do not want this…”
Rick’s alpha was all but taking full control. Daryl’s pleas weren’t getting through. “Now.” Rick hissed.
Daryl’s body involuntarily dropped to his knees. His own jeans were soaked with slick. “Please… Rick..”
Rick gripped his hair roughly, pulling his head back. “You are going to take my knot. As your alpha your job as the omega is to take my knot and please me. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes…”
“Lean over the pillow.”
Daryl snarled, his body moved involuntarily forward. He was leaning on his elbows, his ass up. His body was growling at him to fight, but he was unable to argue with his alpha. Rick’s voice was commanding and demanding. There was no fight that he could put up when it was a difference in wills. Daryl’s omega, specifically now, wasn't able to fight against Rick in any way. Rick smiled as he leaned his clothed cock against Daryl’s jeans. “Pretty pet. You’re going to get round with my seed, do you understand me? You’re going to give Carl a sibling. Got it?”
“Y-yes alpha.” He mumbled. He felt Rick’s claws digging against his back, blood bubbled up between his clothing. Rick ripped at his pants revealing a slick, dripping pussy. “Rick..”
“You’re the prime’s Luna now, got it?” Daryl nodded, biting the pillow as Rick slid two fingers into his tight pussy. “That’s it…” Daryl’s cunt tightened around his fingers as he added a third finger in and curled them.
“Ngh.. Al-alpha…”
Rick smirked as he heard his cries. Shane was sitting outside of the tent, a hand wrapped around his cock. Rick exposed his cock, lining it up with Daryl’s entrance. “You’re going to give me a puppy do you understand?””
“Yes alpha.. I understand…. I- Ri-Rick… Please…”
“Please what omega?”
“I…..I- I Rick..”
“You want my knot don’t you?”
“Yes… Yes alpha.” Daryl muttered. His omega was desperate for an alpha’s long thick cock and a large knot. “Alpha please…”
“That is what I thought, I knew you wanted my knot. All it took was for me to tell you to open your legs for me.” Daryl nodded, his claws digging into the pillow as he felt the tip of Rick’s cock slide in. “That’s it. There we go.”
Daryl’s back arched as he slid his cock in, Daryl cried out in pain as he felt him slam in for the first time. “Agh.. Please.. Alpha.. Please…”
“That's a good boy, beg for me. Beg.”
“Alpha.. Please.. Please.. Wait.. pl-please…”
“No waiting Daryl, you’re my right. I fought to breed you and I am going to.”
Daryl’s head popped up. That was what those damn alphas had been doing. So if Rick had lost Shane would have done the same.
Shane jerked his cock, quick and hard. He was desperate for Daryl just as Rick was. Rick smiled as he continued to thrust in and out. “You’re going to be bred good don’t you understand?”
Daryl sobbed and whined as he felt Rick deepen his thrusts. He was desperate and dangerous. He was going to breed Daryl, because he felt that was his right. He was the prime alpha, and he was determined to make Daryl his luna. One way or another.
Daryl gasped as Rick thrusted harder. His cock bulging his stomach. His legs opened wider as Rick deepened his thrust. Shane slowly opened the zipper to watch, he quickened his jerking as he watched Daryl taking Rick’s cock hard. Daryl screamed as rick continued to thrust, reaching around and playing with his clit. “That’s it, you’re going to take my knot Daryl. Grow round with my pups and keep my cock warm.” Shane kept jacking himself off, desperate to be the one that filled Daryl’s cunt.
Rick spanked Daryl, pulling his hair as he deepened his thrusts in pleasure. Daryl sobbed as he felt Rick’s knot take hold, Daryl’s eyes crossed. Rick smiled in pleasure as his knot began to pump his stomach full and round with seed. Shane groaned as he came, covering the side of the tent with his spunk as Daryl’s womb was filling with seed. “Ngh.. agh…”
Shane zipped up while walking away, determined to feel Daryl’s cunt around his knot. “Ngh.. Please…”
“I know pet, you’re just stuck on my knot for now. You’re my luna now Daryl. Keep taking my cum good.”
Daryl groaned as Rick continued to fill him. His womb was overly full, cum was dripping out of his pussy sliding down his thighs. “Agh.. Ngh.. Sir..”
“Good boy Daryl.” He spanked his ass again, pulling his hair with a smile. “Good boy… You’re going to start sleeping in my tent with me and Carl understands?”
“Wa-wait…”
“Do you understand?”
“Yes sir..”
“Good boy.”
Rick leaned forward, scraping his teeth along Daryl’s shoulder. “No.. Please don’t claim me.. Rick.. please..”
Rick’s alpha was hesitant yet desperate. He needed a new luna, and a mother for his children. “You want my knot, and my bite Daryl.”
“Y-yes.. Alpha… I want your knot… I- I want your bite..” Daryl was mentally screaming at himself. Whining that he agreed to it. His damned heat was messing with his head. “F-fuck…”
Rick laughed as he leaned as far forward as he could and bit down. His cock hitting as deep as it could, while his knot continued to pulsate. Daryl sobbed as Rick’s fangs dug into his shoulder. Blood covered the bottom of the tent.
“That’s it, good boy.” Rick smiled, knowing his knot was filling Daryl with a good amount of seed. He was determined to use him, make him pregnant. Daryl was his mate now, regardless of how the omega felt about it.