"Take this to table 13," My boss Arden huffed, passing me a tray with glasses of beer, l served them and cleaned up the next table immediately. It's the weekend and the bar is bustling as always.
Luckily, I'm working 7 hours tonight, l will be done at midnight and l will head to the Night Owls to do some delivery.
"We have some VIPs coming over tonight, the second floor is reserved for them already… Oh speak of the devil," Arden hollered, throwing the mini towel in his hand over his shoulder as he hurried to the group of men in suits that stormed into the bar. It's no surprise that we have dignitaries as regulars, Bar 69 is one of the best and known pub in the city. I was lucky to work here thanks to Arden, although he is a rogue Alpha who left his Pack to start something of his own.
He is totally a savior, especially to an Omega like me with no family to call my own, l can't even remember who my parents were, all the memories of my childhood are that of the Orphanages and l don't really care about them.
Survival is all l care about.
A Pack like Black Creek Pack where the influential rule the city and the entire region irrespective of which rank you are, as long as you have money and power, or be lucky enough to be born in a very powerful household.
You are merely above the law.
And existing with humans is almost as casual as it sounds.
I returned to the counter cleaning up the glasses tiredly, ignoring the piercing eyes l felt on me. It's normal for me to get stared at, l have gotten used to it. It is unusual to see an Omega work, Omegas are fragile eggs that need to be cared for not the opposite.
We come in a handful, we are meant to be pleasured and we are meant to give pleasure, especially to our Alphas.
I'm not different, l do everything to survive.
I dashed into the locker room to change into my usual wear when my eyes fell on an unfamiliar figure leaning by the door.
"Customers are not allowed in here," l said honestly.
"I love your scent," His boisterous voice enunciated and l was taken aback as l looked behind me to be sure he was talking to me, his domineering aura as overwhelming as shortness of breath. l couldn't help but notice his black turtle neck top with his black coat awning on it, down to the black trousers that he matched with his Bottega boots.
The red light in the corridor barely made his face recognisable but l was certain that his black thick hair was trimmed to both sides of his face, his nose pointed a little craftily and his jaw as sharp as a fiend, his shoulders as wide as an…
He is an Alpha!
"I'm not an intruder, Arden knows I'm here… I mean in the bathroom of course."
"Oh, the bathroom is that way!" l retorted pointing in the direction, he might be one of Arden's friends even though he looks too rich to be one. I went on my steps even though he was still standing by the door. I guess he got lost and there is no way I'm waiting to have a conversation with him.
I paused on my steps instantly as he groped my ass, almost fingering me through my jeans.
I immediately pulled his hand away and took a step back "What?" l trailed off, embarrassed to no end. My face flushed betraying me to no end, my body pricked and tingled crazily at his action.
"Let me fuck you, and l will pay you, just mention any amount," He chortled, snaking my waist in his arms and pulling me close to him, "You are an Omega breed, why are you hesitating, don't you like my touch? It's every girl's dream to be fuck by me," He added, his breath fanning warmly against my face.
His words almost trailed into whispers, denting into my body one after the other, making me want to submit to him. After all, it is not the first time l have been groped, some go as far as gripping and pulling my breast, and some go as far as requesting my pants. On a good day, l would just request any amount of money, especially on my heat period days so l won't lose anything.
But today… I'm sober and tired, not in the mood but this stranger is so attractive even though l feel like he is hiding his face away from me on purpose.
"No words? Or would you rather have me fuck you for free? You look like the type who can't say no," He whispered, biting my earlobe, l nibbled my lips as l felt wetness in my pants.
Fuck! I'm liking this.
"Just… How.. How much can you give?" l stuttered, restraining myself from settling into his warmth and administration.
"l guess you don't have a price," He whispered, hauling me around and bending me towards the door frame. He unbuttoned my jeans pulling them down with my pants and fingering my cunts immediately. I yelped as he inserted two fingers without a warning, my toes curled regretting my actions already.
He is so rough.
"l guess you let people do this to you every time considering how wet you are, how many do you take in a night? 2? 3? 4?"He mumbled sarcastically going rampage with his fingers in my pussy. How can he be saying all those lewd words so freely?
No matter what he thinks l don't do this with everybody, I might be an average 23-year-old girl but l have my taste and a class. I don't fuck every man that offers me money even though this bar has exposed me to a lot of that.
Arden said there is nothing wrong with it and that l can earn extra cash, other girls that work here do the same.
It's a bar for the rich you don't expect to see an average man here, the prime minister's son once visited, and even the Mayor's son is a regular not to speak of some of the Powerful Alpha from around the globe that would visit once in a while.
I know l have the plan to leave this job once l have stacked up a large cash to leave this country and start a life somewhere else or if I'm lucky enough to be selected as an Omega bride for the next head Alpha of our Pack.
I can't… My eyes widened as l felt an enormous weapon impale my cunt making my legs go jelly with my toes shaking abruptly.
"You are so fucking tight!" He groaned, swirling his fingers under my blouse, he unfastened my bra with his fingers massaging my breast violently whilst slowly pulling out of my wet cunts, l could feel my love juice almost drooling between my thighs, he slammed back in forcefully with no remorse.
"What is your name?" He grunted, not stopping one second. I couldn't help but thrust my hips back to meet his administration for asking my name in a situation like this.
"Leil.. ani, Leilani…"
"Good girl, squeeze my dick, l want to milk you, " He muttered directly into my ears, l lost it, and my sanity flew away into the air. I couldn't help but submit to him, my womb was itching already, not like my pussy would have let go even without him asking, l squeezed on him meeting his thrust fervently as he wrecked me faster.
I felt him shoot deeper, pulling the left side of my nipple menacingly with his fingers and his other hand clasping my waist in one position as he dwells in his aftershock, my body vibrating nervously and l could tell that I cummed heavily. I gasped, almost letting my tongue out as he pulled out, letting me drop to the ground, panting endlessly for breath.
"Don't allow me to ever see you again, fucking whore," He mumbled throwing a card to the ground as he walked off.