Villainess Marked For Her Alpha-Chapter 94: Alternate Universe 1: Maid Emily x Master Hellen- PART 3 (R18)

Hellen’s hand slid under Emily’s uniform, cupping one breast, thumb flicking the hardened nipple through the fabric. "You love it. Say it."

"I love it," Emily confessed, arching into the touch. "I love your big cock knotting me. Please... more. I want to feel you again."

The alpha’s chuckle vibrated through her body. "Greedy little thing. The knot’s deflating. Soon."

When it finally slipped free with a gush of cum, Emily moaned at the emptiness, her legs shaking as she straightened. Hellen spun her around, lifting her effortlessly onto the desk, spreading her thighs wide.

Cum dripped from Emily’s pussy, pooling on the wood, and Hellen knelt between her legs, eyes devouring the sight of her marked omega.

"Look at that messy cunt," she said, voice husky. Two fingers plunged inside, scooping out some cum and bringing it to Emily’s lips. "Taste us."

Emily sucked the fingers clean, moaning at the mingled flavors. Her core clenched, already aching for more. Hellen stood, her cock hardening again at the erotic display, and positioned herself at Emily’s entrance.

"Round two. Beg for it."

"Please, Master," Emily pleaded, wrapping her legs around Hellen’s waist. "Fuck me again. I need your cock... mercy if it’s too much, but don’t stop."

Hellen thrust in smoothly this time, the slick from before easing the way. She fucked her with long, deep strokes, grinding the knot against Emily’s clit without letting it catch yet. The omega’s head fell back, cries echoing in the study as pleasure built anew.

"Bite me again," Emily gasped, exposing her neck. "Mark me everywhere."

Hellen’s fangs grazed her throat, then sank in, another claiming bite that made Emily come undone, her pussy milking the cock inside her. Hellen followed soon after, knotting her once more, filling her to overflowing.

Hellen’s eyes burned with unrelenting desire as she gazed down at Emily, the omega’s body limp and glistening with sweat on the desk. The study reeked of sex—musk, cum, and the sharp tang of blood from the fresh bite marks.

Emily’s uniform was a ruined mess, skirt bunched around her waist, blouse torn open to expose her heaving breasts, nipples pebbled and red from Hellen’s earlier pinches.

Cum leaked steadily from her stretched pussy, trailing down her thighs in sticky droplets, pooling beneath her ass on the polished wood.

"You’re not done yet, pet," Hellen murmured, her voice a low thunder that made Emily’s core clench around nothing. The alpha’s cock, still half-hard and slick with their combined fluids, twitched against her thigh.

It was much thicker than Emily’s both hands, it looked obscene even in repose, veins prominent and the knot at the base already hinting at swelling again.

Emily whimpered, her voice raw from screaming and begging. "Master... mercy. I’m so sore. Your cock... it’s ruined me." But even as she pleaded, her hips shifted, seeking friction, her omega instincts betraying her exhaustion.

The heat in her belly hadn’t faded; if anything, the claiming had only stoked it higher, leaving her slick and needy.

Hellen’s laugh was predatory, her hands roaming possessively over Emily’s body. She traced the bite on her shoulder, the one on her neck, then leaned down to add a third on the swell of her breast, teeth sinking in just enough to draw a bead of blood. Emily arched with a cry, pain blooming into pleasure, her fingers digging into Hellen’s shoulders.

"Ruined? No, I’ve just started owning you." Hellen licked the new mark, soothing the sting with her rough tongue. She straightened, hauling Emily off the desk and into her arms like she weighed nothing.

The omega’s legs wrapped around her waist instinctively, pussy grinding against the alpha’s abs, smearing cum across toned muscle.

"Where... where are you taking me?" Emily gasped, head lolling against Hellen’s neck, inhaling the alpha’s scent that made her dizzy with submission.

"To my bed. The study floor’s no place for my mate." Hellen carried her effortlessly through the mansion’s shadowed halls, past portraits of stern ancestors who seemed to watch with disapproval.

But Hellen didn’t care; the fiancée was gone, vanished into whatever dark corner she’d been disposed of, and now the house was theirs.

Emily’s mind reeled at the word ’mate.’ It was permanent, binding in ways omegas dreamed of but rarely achieved with alphas of Hellen’s status. "Mate? But I’m..."

"Mine," Hellen cut her off, kicking open the door to her opulent bedroom. The four-poster bed dominated the space, draped in dark silks, candles flickering from wall sconces casting golden light over the scene.

She dumped Emily onto the mattress, the omega bouncing slightly, her body splayed out like an offering.

Hellen stripped quickly, shedding her shirt to reveal broad shoulders and firm breasts, then kicking off her pants entirely. Her cock hung heavy between her legs, already stiffening as she prowled toward the bed.

Emily’s eyes locked on it, mesmerized by the way it bobbed with each step, the head flaring purple with renewed blood flow.

"Touch yourself," Hellen ordered, climbing onto the bed and kneeling between Emily’s spread thighs. "Show me how wet you still are for your alpha."

Emily’s hands trembled as she obeyed, one sliding down her belly to part her folds. Her pussy was puffy and red, cum oozing out as she dipped two fingers inside, pumping slowly.

The squelch was lewd, echoing in the quiet room, and she moaned, circling her clit with her thumb. "So wet... all for you, Master. But it hurts... please, mercy."

Hellen watched, stroking her own cock lazily, the shaft thickening under her grip. Pre-cum beaded at the tip again, dripping onto the sheets.

"Hurts? That’s the point. Pain makes the pleasure sharper." She batted Emily’s hand away, replacing it with her own. Three thick fingers plunged into the omega’s cunt, stretching her wider, curling to hit that spot that made stars burst behind Emily’s eyes.

"Ah! Too much!" Emily bucked, tears pricking her eyes, but her walls sucked at the intrusion, greedy for more. Hellen finger-fucked her relentlessly, thumb grinding her clit, the wet sounds filling the air alongside Emily’s sobs. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Beg for my cock instead of mercy," Hellen growled, free hand pinching a nipple hard enough to bruise.