Heat was always a time of the month to fear for an omega. Kitten had only had two but that was enough to make him hate the burning, itching sensation that came with the empty feeling until all his mind could think about was getting filled and bred. The omegas in the facility were grouped together and because they spent so much time together, their heats usually happened at once.
It began with the slick and scent. One omega would whimper in their sleep and a few would wake up, sniffing the air. The first to be hit would start humping anything they could get their paws on, often another omega, which led to hissing and claws being drawn as omegas could only be mounted by an alpha.
Kitten had found that humping legs was approved by the group, and though none of them would consider fucking each other they did make an exception for soft licks and kisses to be administered to each other's aching wet holes. Once the keepers got wind of the moaning 69-ing orgies, the omegas would finally be herded out, hissing and spitting, into the breeding pen. Again, another feared area. Some of the omegas whispered at night of the year one omega had been torn to shreds by two battling alphas. After that they let each alpha in separately and waited until they had chosen before releasing another. Alphas could only be controlled by the buzzing prods the keepers kept close at hand when breeding time came around and Kitten was nervous when he was forced into the open pen.
He was not prepared for the forceful neglect that he felt, how quickly his first alpha had mated with him, filled him, and then dumped his used body to docilely meander back towards the alpha pen. Kitten had fought harder the next year, hoping for a vicious breeding, but the alpha was much stronger than him and had simply held him down while filling his womb. This year Kitten entered the pen already disappointed, hoping to be filled quickly and end his heat so he could get back to grooming his fellow omegas and napping in their large piles of warmth. As the omegas were herded into the pen, panting and some humping the air as they walked forward, the keepers seemed more on edge than normal.
Kitten heard the metal door to the alpha pen screech as it opened and prepared himself to accept whatever knot came through that door. The scent hit him before he even saw the alpha, crisp and sharp, something he hadn't smelled since he was a pup. Forest. His eyes narrowed and he could feel the other omegas attention focus on the door. A growl. The largest wolf he had ever seen poked its head out the opening and sniffed, creeping forward until it was lit by the fluorescents that highlighted the breeding area. The wolf's eyes dilated as it scented the omegas who were all now positioning themselves to be filled, wet cunts in the air and necks bared. Kitten refused to bend over, the shock of smelling where he came from slowing his other senses. The alpha ran her eyes over all the stock and stopped on him, an omega daring to challenge her authority. She growled and lowered her body, beginning to stalk him through the pit. Kitten felt his stomach lurch as his cunt flowed freely, coating his legs and the dirt with his slick. This was an alpha, he knew he would be bred properly by her and he had to keep her interested. Sure enough, her nose drew closer to another omega and her eyes drifted from him slightly. Kitten mrawed so loudly the other omegas lifted their heads and gasped.
The alpha quickly turned back to him and he wiggled his butt, wafting his scent towards her before turning his back and walking over to the wall. He watched her carefully, as diligently as she watched him, as he pressed his dripping hole against the cool concrete and rubbed his slick all over it. "This doesn't belong to you, it's mine to do with as I please..." he teased, while his scent pleaded "Breed me, make me yours, rape your pups into me, use me, take me..."
The alpha's eyes narrow and she let out the most guttural growl he had ever heard. It made his folds twitch in anticipation. He shuddered as she began walking towards him, then trotting, and finally she broke out into a run. Kitten hissed, instinct kicking in, and bolted when she got close enough, exploded sideways into a sprint. The wolf was quick enough to turn before she hit the wall and she pelted after him, his delicious scent coating the inside of her nostrils and making her eyes burn red with lust. He wove between the dumbstruck omegas, using his quick reflexes to evade capture, and she leapt over the dumb beasts, gaining on him with every step.
