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Jin Zixuan exited the meeting hall with his chin high and his shoulders back. Everything about him spoke of his regality, his jewelry gleamed, his hair shone, and he walked with an air of authority.
The walk home was considerably short, but he took his time, not wanting to appear as though he were rushing. He waved to the disciples and nodded to the gardeners, the sky a picture perfect sunset.
His quarters, as was customary when one was married, were separate, but still close to the main hall. He and Jiang Yanli had three rooms, a kitchen, and a small private garden which Jin Zixuan personally attended for Jiang Yanli.
When the little house came into view his breath quickened, his heart thumping. His scent, which he had so carefully kept in check, began to emanate around him.
He kept his composure as he shut the door quietly behind him, as he checked the kitchen, and then the small office.
“Up here,” Jiang Yanli called. Her voice was light, casual, but Jin Zixuan raced up the steps, stopping himself just outside the door. He knocked, impatience making him tap his feet against the floor.
“Come in.”
The smell here was unearthly, rut and slick and cum. Candles were lit all over the room, and Jiang Yanli looked ethereal where she reclined in the bathtub, a book in one hand and a cup of wine beside her on the floor.
Jin Zixuan wanted to run to her, throw himself down at her mercy, spread his legs and show her how wet he was, how willing.
Instead, he shut the door behind him, and waited for her orders.
She picked up the cup from the floor. “Darling? You forgot to take your shoes off.”
Jin Zixuan flushed bright red, stuttering an apology and trying to remind himself why it was inadvisable to jump into the tub with her without asking.
Jiang Yanli smiled at him, that soft kind way that she did when she was about to fuck him red and raw. “Take them off.”
He ripped his shoes off so quickly he nearly fell over, sighing with relief when she gestured, ‘take it all off’ implied. His robes were formal, intricate things, and it took him longer than normal to get them all off even in his hurry.
He reached, lastly, for the tight tie and guan that adorned his hair, but Jiang Yanli held up one slender hand. “Leave it. Come here darling, you smell so good.”
Jin Zixuan exclaimed in relief, approaching the tub, lifting a leg to get in the tub before Jiang Yanli stopped that again. “Hold on. I’ve waited hours for you, can’t you give me a little time?”
Her tone was casual, nonconfrontational and considerate. Jin Zixuan was so wet it had reached his knee.
He stood beside the tub, watching her breasts as she sat up, her hands coming to rest on his hips, her nose brushing the swell of his lower belly. She took a deep, satisfied breath, making a contented noise when he squirmed at the sensation.
She kissed him, just above his slit, and he jerked, hands gripping the edge of the tub. “JieJie,”
Jiang Yanli shushed him, lips brushing over the soft hair between his legs, mouth pressing into the divots of his pelvis, kissing each side, biting at his belly button. She took her time there, searching for what they might have made last night before finally pulling back.
She gazed up at him, her lashes wet from the bath, lips red and eyes dark. She was beautiful. “Hmm. Looks like I’ll have to cum in your pussy some more. Would you like that?”
He didn’t wait for her to say it was alright, pulling himself into the tub, his knees bracketing her hips. “Please.” He needed her to touch him.
Jiang Yanli did not take kindly to Jin Zixuan doing things without asking. Her hand at his throat was not a shock, not really, and she forced him back, his head falling uncomfortably against the edge of the tub, his legs spread, cunt exposed and at her mercy.
Just how he liked.
He could feel her cock between his legs, though from this angle all he could see were her breasts, perky and dark, her slender arm holding him more easily than he could account for. Her hair was loose around her face, her eyes dark and wild, the remains of her rut still clinging on.
“Jin Zixuan, do not think you can do whatever it is you please. You might be Sect leader, but here, in this bedroom, you are just my bitch.” She smiled and he shuddered, gasping under her tight grip. His clit throbbed, his slick was flooding the water.
“I’m sorry JieJie, please, will you fuck me?”
She relaxed her grip, her hand skimming down his body, gentle as she reached his clit, her thumb circling it idly. “Not yet. Demanding little omegas don’t get cock. You know that. Turn around.”
He did, making sure to press the crack of his ass against her cock, wincing as her nails raked his back. “Naughty boy. All you can do is beg for cock? Didn’t I fuck you good for the past three days?”
She had. She’d fucked him hard and long and cum in him more times than he could count. And Jin Zixuan wanted more.
Her hand returned between his legs, toying with his clit again as he squirmed, her lips and teeth on his back, soft and then mean, just how he liked it.
“How was the meeting?”
Jin Zixuan groaned, because of the topic, and because of her fingers, three at once, stretching him open, his thighs twitching in pleasure. “Terrible.”
She rocked her hips against him from behind, putting on a pitying voice. “Oh you poor thing. Need JieJie to make it better?” She fisted his hair, yanking his head back harshly, teeth at his neck. “Can you behave?”
Jin Zixuan was so empty it hurt; her fingers were not nearly as wide as her cock, not half as long. He resisted shoving himself back knowing that would only prolong his wait. “Yes, fuck, yes I can.”
She took her hand away, tightening her grip on his hair, her scent maddening, “What are you?”
He didn’t hesitate. “Your bitch.”
“Bend over.” She didn’t wait, shoving him forward onto his knees, his hands gripping the edge of the tub. Lifting herself up behind him, water splashing across the floor as they moved, her cock only an inch from where he wanted it most. “Show me where you want it. Show me where you want me to fuck you.”
He had to use one hand to spread himself, because she was pushing his head down so hard he needed the other to keep from being submerged. Jin Zixuan’s cunt was so slippery it took him two tries to open himself up, his fingers sliding over the folds. “Here please.”
Jiang Yanli leaned back, taking in the view. “Where? This slutty hole,” She ran her cock over his ass, “or this one? Both of them are too loose, you’re always throwing yourself on me, like a bitch in heat, no wonder all my cum comes out, no wonder you aren’t pregnant yet.”
He whimpered as she stuck her thumb in his ass, meeting little resistance. “Not there, I want your knot in my pussy.”
Jin Zixuan could feel the head of her cock there, teasing him open, “So loose... but it’s okay,” She swiped her cock up and down the slit, toying with him as he held himself still. “JieJie is big enough to fill you up, you're so lucky your alpha has a big cock to fuck you with. Aren’t you?”
“I am - fuck!” She slammed into him so hard his chest hit the edge of the tub with bruising force and he put both hands in front of him, needing to grip something - anything- as he came.
Jiang Yanli was his sweet, sweet wife who so often bathed and cared for him, washing his hair and helping him lead the sect.
She was also his alpha, and took pride in fucking him when, where, and how she pleased.
Jin Zixuan loved her very much.
The water was loud, splashing onto the floor in waves as Jiang Yanli forced her way into him, abusing his already sore cunt, her balls hitting his clit with every thrust. “I’m gonna put a baby in you tonight. No more trying. You’re going cum on my knot again and again until it takes, do you understand?”
Jin Zixuan was trying to stay up, slipping in the wetness, weak from his orgasm and needy, thirsty for her, the heat of her thighs behind him, the warmth of her against his ass. “Yes! I will, please, I want it.”
Her knot, her cum, her child, all of it, Jin Zixuan was happy to do whatever she asked of him, happy to bounce on her cock when she called, to bend over and expose himself, to be her fuckhole. And he said so, gladly, moaning around the words, hissing as she fucked him harder in reply.
She kept one thumb in his ass, her other hand gripping tight to his hair, pressing it against his narrow waist. “You’re just my little toy, and tomorrow, when you still smell like me, and everyone knows I’ve fucked you good, you're going to call another meeting and get what you want aren’t you?”
Her cock brushed his cervix and he groaned, the pleasure pain making his eyes roll back. “Yes, yes, I’m so close, fuck me, use me.”
Jiang Yanli spanked him hard enough that he nearly fell out of the tub. “I said, do you understand me? Or are you too full of cock to think? Am I fucking you too good? Should I stop?”
“No, no, I will, I-”
She did it again, her cock brushing against his cervix, “Say it.”
Jin Zixuan rolled back against her, feeling his orgasm approach, the pressure in his belly growing as she began tugging her thumb in and out of his ass. “I’m going to get what I want.”
Jiang Yanli sounded close too, her thrusts irregular, her voice erratic. “And what?”
He was pushing back against her as hard as she was fucking him now, greedy for her cock, for the way it stretched him wide, filled him up, made him crazy. “And I’m going to have our baby.”
“Because why?”
“Because you’re going to fuck me until it takes. Because I'm your bitch.” He came as he said it, body shaking, cunt clenching and eyes rolling back, his mouth open with no sound.
Jiang Yanli was close behind him, her fucking fast and hard, her head pressed between his shoulder blade.
She moaned as she came, her knot bursting, “Good bitch.” she praised, and Jin Zixuan finally cried out, stretching up and away only for her to yank him back by the hair, her thumb in his ass holding him steady as fresh pleasure ripped through him.
“Be good and take what I give you.” Jiang Yanli ground her knot into him, rutting against his ass as her cum flooded his cunt.
They both sagged against the rim of the tub now, only about half of the water still remaining. Jiang Yanli’s lips were against his shoulders as he caught his breath, the feel of her cum inside him making him writhe, her breasts soft on his back.
“You did so well for me. I’m so proud of you. I can’t wait to see you all round and full.”
He rolled his hips against her weakly, still needy. “JieJie,”
“It's alright, lean back.”
She pulled them both back slowly, careful not to let her knot tug him too hard, her chin on his shoulder as she helped him settle in her lap. Jin Zixuan propped one leg onto the rim on the tub so they could both see how split open he was, stretched wide around her.
Jin Zixuan found it hard to recall what had bothered him so much earlier as she undid his hair, fingers gentle, her breasts once again soft at his back. “Such a good boy for me.” She praised, massaging his scalp.
She turned his face towards hers and finally kissed him, long and deep. Gentle, she always kissed him so gentle, like his mouth was something precious to her. Her hand found his clit once again, rubbing slow gentle circles over the sensitive nub until his breath hitched and his thighs shook.
He whined as she rocked under him, the knot rubbing against every pleasure point possible. She put one of both of their hands on his belly, where it was bulging slightly. “Right there. Our baby’s gonna be right there.”
He came again, splashing and shaking, her fingers never speeding up, never increasing friction. She took her time, dragging the orgasm out, still kissing him, cherishing him. Jin Zixuan came twice more, putty in her lap.
By the time he finished, her knot had softened enough to slip out of him, and he whimpered at the empty feeling. “Thank you, daddy.” He said off handedly, too fucked out to be embarrassed, certain that Jiang Yanli wouldn’t tease him.
“Anything for you, my poor omega’s had a long day. If I can make it better, of course I will. Now up on the bed, show JieJie what's left.”
He knew this game. She helped him up, patting him dry with a towel, and then ushered him to the bed. He crawled up, face flaming as he presented himself, ass raised high, pussy spread open, her cum still dripping from him.
“Oh no, looks like there’s too little. I’ll have to fill you up again.”
She spread his legs wider, so his hips were lower, and fucked him over the end of the bed in long punishing strokes until he came, begging for more.
She flipped him over, hand on his throat, and fucked him while he watched her breasts bounce. When she asked him to open his mouth, he did, when she spit in it, he moaned. He adored her.
She held his legs open, made him rub his clit until he came again on her knot, and when it had softened, he brought his knees up to his chest and waited.
Jiang Yanli brushed his hair from his face, wiping him with a moist towel, kissing his cheeks and finally letting him tongue her breasts.
And then she sat by his feet and put her tongue in his ass, using her fingers to fuck him one last time. To ‘make sure it takes.’
When he was boneless and half asleep, his lower half numb, he laid on her chest and told her what had happened during the meeting. She listened, her cock still inside him, and held him closer, advising him as she always did.
“You’re a wonderful sect leader, and you’re going to be a wonderful father. Don’t let the elders bully you.” She tilted his face up to hers, “I’m the only one who gets to boss you around. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
She smiled, everything about her sweet and rosy. Jin Zixuan supposed it just went to show that stereotypes about alphas were overblown and untrue. “Perfect. I made dinner earlier, are you hungry?”
Jin Zixuan was very hungry. She fed him, and his cunt, one last time before they had a proper bath, falling asleep tangled up together, her small arms around his waist. He loved her more than anything.
The next day, Jin Zixuan called another meeting and announced that they would, in fact, be doing things his way.
And, that he was pregnant.