
Mastering their Omega
LadyArawn · Completed · 230.5k Words
Introduction
Klaus and Liam are Alphas from a successful pack, they've never met their fated mates and they didn't even want to go to the auction, but they changed their minds as soon as they saw Scarlett's photo... A beautiful Omega, with a voracious gaze and the posture of a warrior, but one who is willing to submit for five days.
The two buy her and know she's not their fated mate, but that doesn't mean they'll pass up the opportunity to teach this woman how good it feels to be on her knees and begging for them to touch her.
Chapter 1
Scarlett POV
People believe that being a virgin until you find your Fated Mate is sacred, but I've always wondered why that’s applicable to women only, when guys go around having sex with as many women as they please. Why do women always have to be virgins and innocent? I may be a virgin, but I'm not innocent. I know a lot about sex. Seriously? Who doesn't? We have the internet. I've fooled around a lot, but I just never got to the point of actually doing the act.
I'm already 22 years old and still a virgin. I never met my Fated Mate, so I took the opportunity that came my way. I'll be auctioning off my virginity, which is a relatively rare item, especially at my age and because of what I am, an Omega... But I'm rambling, probably for no other reason than to take my mind off of what is about to happen. In 20 minutes my number will be called, and I'll have to present myself on a stage, showing every part of my body. Thereafter the bidding will begin.
I need the money. Not for college, since I'm a federal student, and not because someone in the family is sick, since I'm an orphan… I want the money so I can be free and independent, without having to put my head down and hide in the shadows. Which is what I have done all my life, to escape predators.
I looked in the mirror. My shoulder-length hair is black with scattered purple streaks along the bottom and hung straight with wavy ends.. I have heterochromia, which means that my eyes are different colors. One eye is a light green and the other a bluish gray. It's a rare condition, but it makes me more beautiful. It’s also something that I've always kept hidden by wearing contact lenses. My eyebrows and my make-up is done to resemble that of a mermaid’s, as the eye-shadow goes from purple to blue and green with finely detailed scales depicted on my cheeks. My lips have been done in a gradient lipstick, which varies from a deep red to a dark wine color.
Why mermaids? The answer is simple… they're something that’s coveted and extremely rare; Not that I am one, but it's always nice to add an extra special touch and, due to my scent, it would be obvious to everyone that I'm an Omega she-wolf.
There's a two-tone cloak in blue and purple, covering me completely, revealing nothing of what’s hidden underneath. Many people have told me I'm crazy for doing this, but it's a risk I’m willing to take. Revealing myself to the audience would happen little by little. Underneath this cloak I’m wearing layers of other clothes. The first of the layers is a very loose fitting, wide dress in a gradient fabric, starting from the lightest to the darkest purple. it is conveniently tailored with a zipper on the side, which I would pull down, letting the dress gently slide to the floor.
When the first layer’s dress falls, it will reveal a tighter one underneath, which has a bluish hue. It clings to my body and reveals more of my curves to the audience. Even though this dress’ zipper is at the back, I’m still able to pull it down without needing assistance. When this recond dress falls, I’ll basically be wearing only lingerie, which consists of a silver corset made of leather and a thick lace. It covers my entire upper body, leaving my breasts and waist looking shapely, while on the bottom I’m wearing a pair of black pantyhose, patterned with scales, through which the skin underneath can barely be seen. To finish off the look, I’m wearing my silver high heels.
The corset opens at the front with little hooks, and when I take it off my clear, blemish-free skin and breasts will finally be revealed to the bidders. My breasts aren't big nor are they small. They're medium-sized. My waist isn't that thin and my legs are on the thicker side. I have what many people would refer to as a "guitar body", which I'm not ashamed of. I make the most of my body, not that I go on diets, but I do exercise a lot.
My breasts are covered in shiny scales, as is the part of my waist that descends into the V that descends towards my sex, which is completely shaved, and the scales continue down the inside of my legs to my ankles.
This was done using a special paint that doesn't come off easily, and which is used by many prostitutes and high-end escorts who like to partake in fantasy role play. And I'm relying on it.
"Come on, your number's next." A man's voice rings out behind me.
I nodded and turned around to follow him down the corridors that lead to the stage. We stop when we reach a large, black curtain where I use the opportunity to nervously adjust my cape a little.
"Item 662!"
When the Auctioneer called out my number, I took another deep breath, passed through the curtain. I walked a few steps down another black corridor with almost no lighting, and reached the stage. It was the only area that really had any light. It was a round spotlight that didn't give off any heat. It was also magical, to protect me, so that no one could simply break onto the stage to try and take the person or item being auctioned.
"We have here, a 22-year-old virgin Omega. She has passed the medical examination and her virginity been attested to by five examiners, including our specialist in reconstructive magic. She is magic-free and a natural virgin."
As the words echoed through the auction house, I could feel the air change around me and the hairs on the back of my neck bristle. I am, after all, a rare, highly sought after item on auction. Not only because of my age, and of my beauty, but because I am an Omega as well. It wasn't long before I could hear whispers and some people even talking louder and complaining about the fact that I was still fully dressed.
I tried not to show how much it affected me. There is, after all, nothing I can change now, so I just raised my head a little more with a wry smile forming on my lips, but no words came out.
"The winning bidder will be entitled to spend five days with her. There are a few limits imposed as well as some rules, which you can check on the form that I've already given you. You can go through them again at this time."
I've already said that I'm not an idiot, I'm not going to put my life at risk for anything, especially not without a guarantee. Those who wish to bid on my services will be aware of my limits and what I can and cannot do. I've made it very clear that if you want to use BDSM, you'll have to follow my guidelines of hard, medium, and soft limits. I've done my research on the subject.
Discussing this with the auction staff led to a bit of a debate on whether I should sell myself as an innocent who doesn't know anything and needs to be taught, or this version of me, who prefers to make it clear that she knows what she's doing. In the end I preferred to stay true to myself.
The organizers agreed.I also had a little more security, because the Auction is something serious with a lot of powerful people bidding. Alphas from all over the world usually took part, and when I say Alphas, I mean those who rule their lands and territories. So there are Lycans, Werewolves, Vampires, Demons, Wizards, and many other races.
So this organization needs to keep itself as serious as possible and with an unblemished reputation, which is why its fees are so high. 50% of the money raised goes to the house and the other half is given to me.
"There is a table of values, as the bids reach these values, the lady will withdraw and reveal more of her body and her abilities. Of course, on the auction app, you can already see the photos from the shoot we did earlier."
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