Yes My Alpha

Harriet Smith stood at the door to her boss’s office. Thomas West was the CEO of the largest computer company on this side of the Mississippi. He was named in the top twenty list of most eligible alpha bachelors in America. There was a parade of omega women constantly leaving his home. He was an alpha among alphas and everyone in the company looked to him for leadership.

So if Thomas was all this, then why, why was he collapsed on the floor panting? Harriet, herself, was a female alpha. A rather rare sort, males were far more common as alphas. It was a 4:1 ratio for a female to be an alpha. Women like this were considered to be very strange. The ability to get someone else pregnant threatened many men so most female alphas ended up with female omegas because of this.

Harriet knew of a few coworkers who were just like her with wives. But Harriet was single and held no interest in such things. Preferring to focus on work over romance. She had also assumed that even if she was in rut, it would be fine because there were no omegas in the upper management team. Besides, Harriet wasn’t aggressive during her rut like other alphas. So even if there were omegas, it was unlikely that Harriet would be swayed by their scent. She had yet to meet an omega who smelled good anyway. So Harriet assumed there would be no problems after popping in a suppressant and heading to work.

Apparently, that had been the wrong assumption to make. Harriet couldn’t help but think as Thomas West let out a high-pitched whine rubbing himself through his pants. The man had collapsed onto the floor flushed and sweating. “Ha...Harriet.” He whined looking up at her, the sound tingled in Harriet’s ears.

Making her think of wind chimes or other pleasant noises. It made her feel things. Things Harriet shouldn’t feel or even wouldn’t feel had she not been in rut. Keeping her breathing shallow because Thomas’s scent had filled the room Harriet looked at him calmly. This was not a new situation and Harriet was sure she would be able to keep a clear head.

“Sir.” She spoke evenly, “Where are your suppressants?” She asked taking a step into the office. She shut the door behind her not wanting the other alphas to smell the sweet scent of their boss. While Harriet could control herself, the same could not be said for the others. Male alphas were infamous for their enslavement to their instincts. Or at least that’s what everyone said. Harriet doubted that seriously.

Nevertheless, she stepped towards her boss as he let out a happy-sounding whine seeing her come closer to him. Instinctively he lifted up his backside slightly in an effort to present himself to her. It seemed Thomas didn’t understand that she had no interest in having her way with her boss. Harriet reached down seeing a shining key attached to a chain around Thomas’s neck.

Thomas rubbed his face against her bare arm, Harriet ignored his attempts to scent her as he purred happily. A sweet smell hit Harriet’s nose and for the first time, she felt herself be swayed by the scent. It was much mustier than most omega’s but still sweet. Taking a moment to gather herself, Harriet reminded herself that while Thomas was responding positively it was only his instincts making him do this. It was not because he wanted her. Heat did not mean consent, this was the mantra that Harriet chanted in her mind as she clasped the key and pulled it from his neck.

In one fluid motion, she snapped the chain and pulled her arm away. Thomas let out an irritated noise. “Harriet!” He was demanding in his tone as he whined. He wasn’t finished scenting her apparently. It was kind of cute in a way. Though everyone knew insecure or just presenting omegas are the ones who did this with such gusto. Harriet stood up tall towering over his kneeling form, had Thomas been standing he would be taller than her.

It was strange to see such a large man collapsed on the floor moaning her name. His green eyes shaking with desires and his normally perfect hair ruined by sweat and sticking out every which way. His normally calm and collected expression changed for a dazed and euphoric expression with an attractive flush to his face.

Tearing her eyes away from the sight, Harriet looked around the room trying to figure out where she would put suppressants. Logical reasoning assumed that they would be at Thomas’s desk. Making her way over she struggled due to Thomas latching herself on her leg. While the extra weight was annoying it didn’t prevent her from moving. Dragging him along the floor as she made her way over to the desk.

Thomas attempted to reach for Harriet’s pant’s buttons, she swatted his hand away. “No.” She said firmly, he shrunk back and pouted. “Harriet.” He whined, “Please. It hurts...” He begged rubbing his face on her upper thigh through her pants. “You are going to feel so embarrassed once you take your medication,” Harriet spoke rationally, though her willpower was failing seeing such behavior. It seemed that Thomas was as much of a perfect omega as he was a perfect alpha. She felt like she was watching a film from how textbook he reacted.

Harriet found her way over to the desk and began using the key to open drawers, after a couple of tries she found one she had been looking for. A pill bottle rested inside of the bottom drawer. Harriet grabbed it and read the instructions as Thomas purred loudly on his knees with his arms around her waist. “Do you want to mark me?” He asked panting as if gasping for air. His face was flushed and his shining lips were parted slightly as he spoke with half-lidded eyes. Harriet ignored his question and opened the bottle taking out two pills. “Harriet!” Thomas exclaimed pulling her collar down to his level. The pill bottle jostled in her hands.

He glared with a pout apparently hating to be ignored, but the irritated look faded when he smelt her scent wafting from the nape of her neck. A moan sounded out from the man’s lips, “You smell so good.” He sniffed moving closer, “You smell so good, Harriet.” He looked up at her with a dazed smile, his eyes were glazed over with lust. Harriet struggled to fight against her instincts.

Did he know how good he smelt? Harriet felt her heart begin to race in her chest. It would be so easy... She couldn’t help but think. He’s so willing, he’s so very willing. He wouldn’t even fight her. Harriet almost reached for his tie but stopped once she realized what she was doing. She didn’t even notice Thomas slipping her blazer off of her shoulders.

This was dangerous.

Aside from the fact that he was in heat and she was in rut. He was her boss. Harriet couldn’t imagine what kind of trouble she’d be in if she lost control and had her way with the boss of her company. Brief flashes of the possible future of him pinned under her appeared in her mind’s eye. She was sure it would be amazing, but she’d definitely be dead when everything was over. Harriet stared at her boss and hissed through her teeth. It’d be a hell of a way to go. She couldn’t help but think.

Shaking those thoughts away Harriet then took the two pills in her hand and attempted to feed them to Thomas who refused. Pursing his lips together and turning his head. Sighing she considered her options and had an idea. Popping them into her mouth she then grabbed Thomas’s face. Much to his delight, and smashed her lips into his. She forced her tongue carrying the pills into his mouth and coaxed them down his throat. Thomas, thinking that Harriet was finally doing what he had been asking her swallowed instinctively and wrapped his arms around her neck.

Thomas wrapped his tongue around hers and sucked. Deep needy moans sounded from Thomas and Harriet felt herself almost push Thomas down from this. Instead, she settled on grabbing the back of his head and pulling his head back to force him to open his mouth wider. Thomas let out a moan at this treatment and complied easily. There was a breathy laugh that sounded from him when she kissed him again. He felt like putty in her hands doing whatever she wanted. It was so easy to get swept up into this. But somehow Harriet managed to keep one thread of logic in her brain.

It took a few minutes as they kissed but once his iron-clad grip weakened Harriet managed to pull away. Panting heavily she gripped the back of the chair beside her. Her nails dug holes into the thick Italian leather and she heard the crack of the oak frame underneath. Taking shaky breaths she tried to calm herself down but the thick sweet scent of Thomas had filled the room completely. She felt like she was drowning in it. She looked down at Thomas who was slowly coming back to his senses from the more focused look in his eyes forming.

There were many emotions that swirled in his eyes but Harriet felt herself slipping. The feeling of her canines growing in her mouth and the desire to maul the untouched neck of the man in front of her spread through her like wildfire. She didn’t take into account any of the emotions she saw flash on his face. She couldn’t. Any second longer and she would do unspeakable things to that man.

Harriet managed to let go of the chair and began to stumble her way to the door. She took one glance back at her boss on the floor before opening the door and escaping. Just barely making her way out of that room. Fresh air filled her lungs as soon as she stepped out, the musty scent still lingered but Harriet felt her logic repairing itself. The screaming noises of her instincts were slowly quieting with each breath.

“Harriet?” Jack asked seeing her standing in front of their boss’s door panting, “Is everything okay?” He asked, Harriet, looked at her fellow alpha and managed to choke out. “I’m... I’m going home for the day. I don’t feel well.” She spoke vaguely as she wandered past him. “Alright... Hope you feel better Harry.” Jack called after her as Harriet left. There was a desire to attack her coworker that filled up in Harriet just because he was near Thomas. Harriet stormed away from the office not wanting to attack anyone and to get away from all these feelings.

Harriet had no memory of how she managed to make it back to her apartment. But once she did Harriet stripped herself of her clothes. Thomas’s scent was still on them. She had to get this smell off of her or she’d go insane. The clothes went straight into the trash and Harriet went straight into her shower.

Juices dripped from her neither regions and she sighed shakily. The taste of Thomas still on her tongue. That had been too close... Harriet didn’t want to think of the repercussions that would’ve happened had she slipped for even just a second. Even just kissing him was still going to be an issue. But Harriet was thankful that it wasn’t worse. Had she slipped up for even a second, Harriet was sure she’d be in jail. Unable to hold back any longer Harriet took care of herself in the shower. The sounds of her grunts and moans filled up the empty apartment.

Harriet took a couple of days off to finish off her rut, she couldn’t risk activating Thomas’s heat again. If he were to present himself to her as he did before. Harriet wasn’t sure she could manage to hold back. After a few days, Harriet was back at the office. Things seemed normal and Harriet had almost forgotten about the incident until she had to make her way back to Thomas’s office with the report she had shown up last time to give him.

Opening up the door after knocking Harriet walked into the room wondering if Thomas was even there. “Sir, I’m here to drop off a report-.” Harriet stopped speaking in the middle of her sentence. Sitting at this desk Thomas had his face buried into a woman’s blazer. Harriet recognized it, it was the blazer she wore the other day. It occurred to her that it had slipped off during the incident just then because she didn’t remember seeing it at home.

Thomas froze and slowly pulled his face away from the blazer then staring at Harriet. His face slowly grew red with embarrassment and his eyes shook with fear. Harriet felt her ears burn with heat, she never thought an omega would be smelling something with her scent on it so eagerly. “I...” Thomas tried to speak, but Harriet cleared her throat. “I’m just here to drop off this report.” She said professionally, Harriet walked closer and sat the report on the desk. The two of them stared at each other for a moment and Harriet turned to leave.

“Is there something wrong with me?” Thomas asked suddenly causing Harriet to pause mid-turn. “Pardon?” Harriet asked looking at Thomas who was still clutching her blazer in his hands. “Why haven’t you come to me?” Thomas asked in a desperate tone that was uncharacteristic for the man, before this Thomas had been stoic and distant. He was also a bit of a perfectionist. Harriet had been the only one in the office who had been able to meet his impossible standards. Recently with this current project had Harriet and he got closer. They had been working together on putting together a complex database for a client.

Harriet had thought that Thomas had only been so friendly towards him a business professional sense. But it seems that Thomas, Thomas had thought differently from her.

“Am I ugly? Do I smell bad?” Thomas asked with an insecure tone of voice. Harriet stared, “Sir, what are you going on about?“Harriet wanted clarification before she jumped to conclusions because of the way it sounded. It sounded like Thomas had wanted her to mate him. Tears welled up in Thomas’s green eyes, “Is there someone else? Do you like other alphas?” He asked in an accusing tone, “You... You...” Thomas stumbled over his words before turning his chair around and burying his face back into the blazer. It seemed like he was completely overwhelmed by all the emotions he was experiencing.

She heard him take a deep breath and sigh softly. “I think I should leave.” Harriet felt as though she was taking this out of context. She had just gotten off of her rut, clearly, she was misunderstanding some things. Maybe that was someone else’s blazer and Thomas had misspoken or maybe she heard him wrong. Harriet’s mind listed off excuse after excuse.

“So you’re rejecting me again,” Thomas remarked sounding heartbroken, Harriet knew she heard him correct the first time. “Sir, when have I ever—?” Harriet cut herself off and sighed, “I’m sorry I don’t understand what’s going on.” She tried to find a way to calm Thomas down. He was getting increasingly upset. He acted like a rejected omega fighting with his mate. Which would be bad news if that were the case.

Rejection shock was a serious issue, a doctor would have to be called if that were to happen. Harriet wasn’t sure if Thomas was out as an omega though. If a doctor was to be called eventually it would leak out about who he was. It was unfortunate but that could seriously affect the business as well.

Harriet made her way around the desk and to Thomas’s side. “Can you please just tell me what’s going on?” She asked, Thomas stared at her out of the corner of his eye before facing her. Clutching the blazer in his hands as if it were a lifeline.

“I’m 26 and I had never had a heat before.” He explained, “I thought I was an alpha.” He added, he then looked down at her blazer and buried his nose into it. “You smell so good.” His voice was muffled by the fabric. She watched him close his eyes and his body became more relaxed as he smelled the blazer.

Harriet stared, 26 was a little old to have the first heat but not unheard of. “I’m sorry. I hadn’t thought of anyone being an omega in the office and came in on my rut.” Harriet apologized realizing that her rut must have put him into heat. “But why do you have heat suppressants in your desk?” She added confused, “They’re for if any omegas who are experiencing heat. It’s company policy for supervisors and managers to have them on hand. I just never thought I’d take them.” Thomas admitted with his nose still buried into the blazer.

It was a bit shameless of him right now especially with Harriet right in front of him. But if it kept him calm... Harriet saw no problem with it. Hysterical omegas could be a real issue, so it was best to keep him calm. Thomas glanced at her and stared at the blazer she was wearing. It was a red one unlike the blue she had worn the other day. “I want that one too.” He demanded suddenly, Harriet stared at him exasperated. “Sir.” She said in an awkward tone. “We’re not mates, people will say things if you start collecting my clothes.” She explained, Thomas stiffened up at this and faced her completely.

“Is there someone else? Do you already have a mate?” He asked looking panicked, his eyes shook with fear. “Uh. No.” Harriet said awkwardly, “Then there’s something wrong with me.” Thomas remarked looking upset once more, “It’s my hair isn’t it?” He asked suddenly, “No your hair is fine.” Harriet almost laughed as she spoke but held it back. Thomas always wore the latest fashions and he was once voted the sexiest CEO alive. It was ridiculous to think that his appearance was wrong.

“Then am I not fit enough?” He asked before pausing, “Or do you prefer omegas who are softer? I-... I thought I was an alpha! I can get softer!” Thomas stumbled over his words with desperation in his voice. He was frightened and insecure, which wasn’t unusual for someone just experiencing their first heats.

Many young omegas went out of their way to change themselves to their alpha’s liking. That was how the beauty industry thrived. The idea of a soft feminine omega was pervasive in the media. Harriet couldn’t help but feel her heartstrings be tugged at by this. It was cute in a way. But she kept her wits about her. She was nothing if she wasn’t rational.

“Sir you’re fine. You’re very attractive.” Harriet said calmly, “Then why haven’t you marked me?” Thomas asked quietly, Harriet sighed, “Sir, heat does not mean consent.” Harriet pinched the bridge of her nose. “You were not yourself the last time. If I would have marked you and mated you. That wouldn’t have been right.” Harriet explained, “I haven’t rejected you.” She added, she saw Thomas relax at this and lean back into his chair. It was then she noticed he had kept the chair she had damaged.

“So. Do you want me?” He asked with hope in his eyes, “Sir, you’re my boss I don’t think that’s appropriate and it goes against employee conduct code.” Harriet explained, Thomas dropped the blazer at this point. “Damnit!” He exclaimed suddenly, Harriet didn’t flinch used to this behavior more out of him than the other behaviors she had seen. “What’s the issue?” She asked, “I’m the one who made that damn rule.” Thomas clutched his fists before burying his face into his hands.

“I...” Thomas spoke softly, “I didn’t think this was going to happen.” He mumbled mostly to himself before looking up at Harriet. “I always liked you but...” He trailed off his cheeks growing pink at each passing second. “Damnit...” he whined under his breath. He then perked up, “Let’s just give you a promotion!” He exclaimed suddenly Harriet shook her head.

“Has the heat rot your brain sir?” Harriet asked bluntly, Thomas paused confused, “What would it look like to do that and then have me mark you?” She asked, Thomas, gritted his teeth. “But I want my alpha.” He whined to himself.

Harriet felt heat grow in her ears at hearing this. “How embarrassing.” She mumbled to herself, she caught Thomas staring at her. She must have said that out loud. “What’s embarrassing?” Thomas asked, Harriet, looked away. “Nothing sir.” She closed her eyes only to have Thomas suddenly pull onto her arm and pull her close to him. “Are you embarrassed of me?” Thomas asked frowning, “is it because I thought I was an alpha? Is it because I’m trying too hard?” He asked rapidly.

Harriet frowned and then felt her willpower collapse on itself. “Sir you’re fine. I’m embarrassed because of how this is affecting me.” She explained, Thomas moved closer to her. At this point, his knees were pressed up against Harriet’s shins as she stood in front of him sitting. “How is it affecting you?” Thomas asked in a much quieter voice, he was closer now and Harriet could smell him better than before. The familiar sweet scent that she had scrubbed off her body through multiple showers filled her nose.

“Sir it’s not a good idea to do this, I am still getting off my rut. It can reactivate.” Harriet tried to warn. She already felt her canines tingling and her eyes lingering at his neck. Thomas smiled a little at this, “Really?” He asked, “Yes.” Harriet took a breath and slowly released it. “What if I want it to?” Thomas asked eying her.

Harriet having just about enough of this glared, “Then I will not be held responsible for the proceeding actions taken nor will I be taking any of your complaints.” Harriet said firmly, Harriet heard a laugh bubble out of Thomas’s throat. “Trust me, I won’t complain...” he purred, “I want my alpha...” he added lowly slowly wrapping his arms around her waist. Harriet stared at him before grabbing his face and kissing him. A low rumbling sound echoed in Thomas’s chest. He was purring once more.

Harriet’s hands trailed down his face and to his neck feeling the scent gland at the base. It was a soft bit of tissue and it was almost unnoticeable just looking at it. But Harriet knew where it was and wanted so very much to bite it. She knew what that would mean though, there would be no going back. Once bitten it was for life. She ran her fingers across this spot and heard Thomas moan into her mouth.

His sickly sweet tongue had been exploring the inside of her mouth eagerly. Harriet pushed the tongue back and forced her way into Thomas’s mouth not wanting him to be cut by the ever-growing presence of her canines. Thomas accepted this easily and wrapped his tongue around hers much in the way he did when he was in heat before.

Before long they parted for air and Harriet began to remove her clothes. Thomas eagerly stripped, a bit more than what he probably should have. Leaving on his open dress shirt and nothing else. Harriet opted for stripping off her blazer and lowering her pants. A sigh of relief came from Harriet freeing herself from the confines of her pants. A throbbing member had unsheathed itself from her, it wasn’t a new sight but it was unusual. Very seldom was Harriet ever aroused enough to get like this.

She heard Thomas make a groaning sound and looked up to see him staring at her. Their eyes met, Thomas’s eyes were filled with want and desire. Harriet could only assume hers were the same. Thomas leaned onto this desk standing up and lifted his backside. “Hurry.” He begged, spreading his legs.

Harriet wasted no time and positioned herself before thrusting in. The act was much easier than expected, it seemed that Thomas’s slick had built up just from them kissing. Thomas let out a cry and his back arched. He hit the desk with his fist knocking over a cup of pencils. “Too much?” Harriet asked, Thomas, looked behind himself and grinned. “It feels so good.” He told her lifting himself a bit higher as he leaned over the table. “More,” Thomas begged.

Harriet began thrusting in and out of Thomas as he moaned shamelessly. He met each of her thrusts causing a wet slapping sound to be heard in the office. “More!” Thomas cried out as Harriet thrust harder and harder. The heavy oak wood desk creaked under the movement. Thomas’s words turned into grunts and cries as he lifted his leg onto the desk knocking more papers and other objects off the desk. His grunts and cries were deep and guttural in nature. Sounding like they were ripping violently out from his throat. Thomas twisted his body so he was partly facing Harriet at this point.

Harriet held his leg up to get a better angle and thrust harder. The warm walls of Thomas’s insides wrapped around her and pulled her in deeper with each thrust. Somehow, someway, Thomas was on his back on the desk holding onto it for dear life. Harriet heard herself grunting and moaning with each thrust. The sounds coming from her were aggressive and primal, a stark contrast to her normally controlled appearance and personality. Thomas’s smell filling up her mind and driving her crazy. She thought of herself as a rational sort of person. But with Thomas... All that was thrown to the wayside.

With Thomas she never wanted him to be taken away from her. He was hers and only hers. The things she’d do if someone even thought about taking him. Harriet didn’t want to dwell on what she’d do to them for too long. For fear of actually doing such unspeakable things.

Getting more riled up, Harriet heard herself begin to dirty talk with Thomas, “You like that?” She asked, Thomas, let out a whine and nodded lifting his hips up. Harriet couldn’t help but want to say dirty things to him loving each reaction he gave her. “Do you want me to mark you?” She asked lowly, “Y...Yes.” Thomas managed to choke out, “I bet you want my knot too.” She grunted thrusting in deeper. “Yes!” Thomas cried out.

“You can’t have anyone else,” Harriet growled in his ear. “Do you understand?” She asked squeezing his hips in her hands tightly. Thomas only moaned in response, Harriet grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. His eyes were glazed over with pleasure and his mouth hung open as he panted. “You’re mine.” Harriet hissed through gritted teeth. Her alpha instincts were running wild at this point. “Yes...” Thomas agreed with a smile on his face, “I’m yours.” He groaned when Harriet hit a sweet spot inside of him. “There.” He moaned.

Harriet grinned pleased and hit the spot that she did before. “Right there?” She asked, “Yeah...” Thomas gasped out, again and again, Harriet hit the same spot causing Thomas to shudder and squirm under her. Harriet felt a heated sensation pool in her stomach and a form grow at the base of her member. Panting she felt her canines fully extend at this point. “Mine...” She grunted with each thrust. That singular word became a chant for her as she got closer and closer. Meanwhile, it seemed like Thomas had lost the ability to speak and was only making weak moans and whimpers.

Finally, the now swollen knot slipped in and Thomas let out a shout. Harriet kept thrusting feeling herself get close. Thomas let out weak shrill cries as the knot expanded more inside of him. The skin around his anus bulged with each thrust out and retracted with each thrust in. Harriet felt herself rub against the inner walls of Thomas gliding back and forth.

His legs wrapped around her hips pushing her closer and Harriet leaned over him just hovering above that spot on his neck. His scent was thick right here and she couldn’t hold back longer. Without warning, she turned his head and bit down just as her completion arrived. Her seed spilled into Thomas and Thomas’s eyes widened as he cried out. Harriet felt the release of Thomas’s juices explode between them and his insides clamped down milking her dry taking as much as possible.

Harriet clamped down on his neck the two of them frozen as wave after wave of pleasure ran through them. Harriet held Thomas still as he twitched and squirmed under her. His hands were pinned down by one of hers and his face was held in place by the other hand. Whimpers and moans leaked out of Thomas’s mouth and Harriet growled lowly if she thought he was trying to escape her. There was no going back for him now. He was hers, she wouldn’t let him leave.

After a few minutes, the two of them came back to reality, Harriet let go of his neck slowly, she heard Thomas whimper as she did. Her canines retracting slowly. On his neck was a swollen bite mark. Thomas smiled up at Harriet and opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the sound of a book dropping. The two of them looked up to see several of their coworkers standing there in the doorway of the office.

Jack, one of Harriet and Thomas’s coworkers spoke up cleaning his throat. “It’s uh... Time for the quarterly meeting.” He told him.