Villainess Marked For Her Alpha-Chapter 87: Alternate Universe 1: Maid Emily x Master Hellen- PART 1 (R18)
In the dimly lit study of the sprawling mansion, Emily dusted the heavy oak bookshelves. As an omega maid, she was used to long hours and silent obedience.
Her alpha employer, Hellen, had a fiancée who loved nothing more than to torment her—picking at her work, shoving her aside with cruel laughs. Just hours ago, the fiancée had cornered Emily in the kitchen, spilling flour on her uniform and mocking her lowly status.
"Emily, come here." A deep, rumbling voice echoed from the doorway, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Master?" Emily turned, bowing low as she approached Hellen’s towering figure. The alpha’s presence always filled the room like a storm cloud.
Without warning, Hellen grabbed her wrists gently but firmly, turning her arms over to inspect them. Her sharp eyes scanned for bruises or scratches. "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Emily blinked in confusion, her heart pounding. "I’m fine, Master. It was just... your fiancée."
"Was." Hellen’s voice dropped to a growl, her grip tightening just enough to make Emily’s pulse race.
"Master...?"
"Don’t act oblivious. You know what she did to you—what she’s done for months. That woman gloated in front of me today."
"But I don’t understand," Emily stammered, cheeks flushing under the alpha’s intense gaze. "Why are you—"
Hellen leaned in closer, her breath warm against Emily’s ear. "I love you, Emily. I’ve watched you endure her cruelty, stayed silent too long. No more."
Emily’s eyes widened in shock, her cleaning rag slipping from her fingers. "I’m just a maid... an omega. You can’t—"
"I don’t care about titles or scents or what anyone thinks." Hellen’s hand cupped Emily’s cheek, thumb brushing away a stray tear. "You’re mine now."
"But your fiancée... where is she?"
Hellen’s lips curled into a dark smile. "She vanished from the face of the earth. Permanently."
Emily froze, a mix of fear and forbidden thrill surging through her. In that moment, the mansion felt smaller, the air thick with unspoken promises.
"You are obedient to me, right?" Hellen murmured, her voice a low command that vibrated through Emily’s core, alpha pheromones thickening the air like smoke.
"Yes, Master..." Emily whispered, her voice trembling. Obedience was her life—etched into every scrubbed floor and silent bow. But this felt different, electric.
Hellen didn’t hesitate. She pulled Emily closer, one strong hand cradling the back of her neck, and claimed her lips in a deep, possessive kiss. It started firm, demanding surrender, then softened into something hungry and tender.
Emily’s world tilted—soft lips, the taste of mint and power, heat blooming in her chest. Her omega instincts flared, knees weakening as she melted into it, hands clutching Hellen’s shirt.
When they parted, Emily gasped, eyes wide with shock and a spark of desire she dared not name. Hellen’s thumb traced her swollen lips. "Good girl."
Hellen’s eyes darkened with raw hunger as she watched Emily’s flushed face, the omega’s lips still parted from the kiss. The air in the study hung heavy with the scent of arousal, Hellen’s alpha pheromones wrapping around Emily like invisible chains, pulling her deeper into submission.
Hellen’s hand slid from Emily’s cheek down to her throat, fingers curling lightly around the delicate column, not squeezing, but asserting control.
"Will you listen to me, Emily?"
"Yes, Master."
"Then on your knees, Emily," Hellen commanded, her voice a gravelly rumble that brooked no argument. She stepped back just enough to give the omega space, her free hand already unbuckling the belt of her tailored pants with deliberate slowness.
Emily’s breath hitched, her body trembling as instinct warred with the shock of it all. She was an omega, bred for service, but this... this was beyond dusting shelves or scrubbing floors.
Her eyes flicked down to Hellen’s crotch, where the outline of a massive bulge strained against the fabric. Fear and a forbidden heat coiled in her belly. "Master... please, I... I’ve never..."
"Never what? Sucked an alpha’s cock?" Hellen’s tone was mocking but laced with dark affection. She freed her belt, the leather whispering as it slid through the loops, then popped the button of her pants. "You’ll learn. For me. Now, kneel." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Emily’s legs buckled under the weight of the command, her knees hitting the plush rug of the study with a soft thud. She looked up at Hellen through lashes heavy with unshed tears, her hands fidgeting in her lap.
"I haven’t had sex with anyone."
"So, are you a virgin?"
"... Yes."
"Just follow your instincts, love."
The alpha towered over her, unzipping her pants and shoving them down just enough to release her cock. It sprang free, thick and veined, easily nine inches long and girthy enough to make Emily’s mouth water despite her nerves. The head glistened with pre-cum, a bead of it sliding down the shaft.
"Oh gods," Emily whispered, her voice breaking. It was enormous, pulsing with need, the musky scent of Hellen’s honey-citrus arousal flooding her senses and making her pussy clench involuntarily.
Hellen wrapped a hand around the base, stroking once, slowly, her eyes locked on Emily’s. "Open your mouth, little omega. Show me how obedient you are."
"Should I lick it?"
Emily hesitated, her lips quivering, but the pull of Hellen’s pheromones was too strong. She parted her mouth, tongue darting out tentatively. Hellen didn’t wait; she guided the tip to Emily’s lips, smearing pre-cum across them like gloss. "Lick it first. Taste your alpha."
The omega obeyed, her tongue flicking out to lap at the salty bead. It was bitter and heady, igniting a fire in her veins.
"It’s bitter..."
"Don’t worry, love. It will taste better if you suck it."
She licked broader strokes along the underside, tracing the thick vein that ran the length of it, her hands coming up to steady herself on Hellen’s thighs. The alpha groaned low in her throat, fingers threading into Emily’s hair, not pulling yet, just holding.
"That’s it. Good girl. Now take it in. Suck my cock like you mean it."
Emily stretched her jaw wide, enveloping the head with her warm mouth. It filled her instantly, the girth stretching her lips to their limit. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking gently, her tongue swirling around the sensitive crown. Hellen’s hips twitched forward, pushing another inch inside, and Emily gagged softly, eyes watering.
