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Chapter 3 - Chapter 3: Pinned And Fucked

"Team One, Congratulations! You are the winners of the first battle stage!"

The hall erupted in cheers. Confetti rained down, lights flashed, and trainees screamed their lungs out. Rika tried to cheer too, but all she could think about was how much pheromone she'd leaked on stage.

Did anyone notice? Did the cameras catch it? Oh god, what if I smell like a walking candy shop on national TV?!

But before her anxiety could swallow her whole, someone grabbed her wrist.

Daika.

Of course.

She leaned down with that smug little smirk, close enough that only Rika could hear over the crowd:

"Your 'acting' on stage was pretty convincing. The way you trembled under me? Sexy as hell."

Rika nearly choked on her own spit. "I—I wasn't acting! That was stage pressure, you maniac!"

Daika chuckled low in her throat, squeezing Rika's wrist once before letting go. "Relax, kitten. If anyone noticed, they'll just think you were… really into it."

Her ears went red. "Y-you're evil."

"And you," Daika purred, eyes gleaming, "are fun."

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Later that night, back at the dorms, Rika collapsed face-first onto her bed. She just wanted to bury herself under a pillow and die.

Unfortunately, fate (a.k.a. Daika) had other plans.

The Alpha came out of the shower in nothing but a towel, damp hair dripping down her shoulders. She strutted across the small dorm room like it was her personal runway.

Rika's soul left her body.

Don't look. Don't look. Do not—

Her eyes betrayed her instantly, zeroing in on Daika's toned abs, droplets of water sliding down, disappearing into the towel line—

"Enjoying the view?" Daika's voice cut through her thoughts.

Rika yelped, burying her face in her pillow. "N-no! I wasn't looking!"

Daika laughed, tossing her wet hair back. She leaned down, bracing her arms on either side of Rika's head, her towel dangerously loose.

"Liar," she whispered, lips brushing the shell of Rika's ear. "Your scent just spiked again."

Rika's whole body tensed. Shit. Shit. SHIT.

Her blockers weren't working fast enough.

Daika inhaled deliberately, low and deep, like she was tasting the air. Her eyes darkened. "Sweet… just like earlier. You really are an Omega, aren't you?"

Rika froze. Her blood turned to ice.

"W-what are you talking about?!"

Daika smirked, leaning closer until her lips nearly grazed Rika's. "Don't bother denying it. My nose doesn't lie. And you…" she let her hand trace the outline of Rika's thigh through the blanket, "…are in so much trouble."

Rika's heart hammered so loudly she was sure Daika could hear it.

The Alpha's smirk widened, eyes dark and dangerous, like a cat who'd just cornered a mouse.

"Move," Rika squeaked, pressing her back against the wall.

Daika tilted her head, hair dripping onto Rika's blanket. "Hmm… no. Not until you admit it."

"There's nothing to admit!" Rika tried to wriggle away, but the bed was too small, and Daika's arms were caging her in. The scent-blockers should've been masking everything, but instead—she could feel her body warming, scent leaking through in desperate bursts.

Daika's lips curled into a slow, knowing grin. "Ohhh, poor kitten. You don't even realize how sweet you smell right now, do you? Like sugar and heat… drives me insane."

"I-I'm not—!"

But her protest cut off when Daika's knee slipped onto the bed, pressing dangerously close between Rika's thighs. Not touching—just hovering. Teasing.

Rika's entire body went rigid. "D-Daika! We're on camera!"

Daika leaned in so close her breath tickled Rika's lips. "Relax. No cameras in the dorms. Just us… and your little secret."

Her hand trailed over Rika's blanket, fingers grazing the edge of her thigh. "You worked so hard to hide it, didn't you? The pills, the blockers, the act… but Alphas don't miss prey like you, kitten."

Rika's pulse thrashed in her throat. Her body screamed at her to push Daika away—but the heat rising inside made her legs tremble instead.

"I-I'm not prey," she whispered.

Daika's laugh was low and throaty. "Then prove it. Push me away."

Her challenge hung heavy in the room.

Rika's fingers clenched in the sheets. Her pride screamed do it, shove her off! But her body betrayed her, a soft whimper slipping past her lips instead.

Daika's eyes flashed, pupils blown wide. "That's what I thought."

She lowered her mouth to Rika's neck, not quite kissing, just letting her warm breath ghost over skin. "Mmm… sweet little Omega. You've been lying to everyone, but not to me."

Rika shuddered. "D-Don't—"

But Daika only chuckled, letting her lips brush the edge of Rika's jaw, her towel slipping a little lower with every movement. "Don't what? Don't tease you? Don't expose you? Or…" her voice dropped husky, "…don't stop?"

Rika's breath hitched. Heat coiled tighter in her stomach, shameful and terrifying.

And for the first time since joining the show… she couldn't tell if she was more afraid of being caught—

or of how badly she wanted Daika to keep going.

Rika's body burned, trembling beneath Daika's weight. The Alpha's hand was ruthless, pressing down hard against her soaked slit, dragging the fabric of her panties aside.

"Fuck, kitten…" Daika groaned, staring at the glistening heat between Rika's thighs. "You're dripping all over my fingers already. Look at this greedy little pussy."

Rika shook her head furiously, tears stinging her eyes. "D-don't say that—! Don't—ahhhhn!" Her protest broke into a scream when Daika pressed two fingers firmly against her clit, rubbing hard, fast circles.

Her back arched violently, legs kicking against the sheets, but Daika's other hand pinned her wrists above her head, leaving her utterly helpless.

"You like it," Daika growled, biting her ear. "Stop lying. Your body's begging me."

Rika's hips bucked uncontrollably, grinding down against the Alpha's hand despite her choked words. "N-no… s-stop… I can't—ahhhh! I-I'm gonna—!"

"Cum for me," Daika ordered, her voice sharp, dominant. "Cum on my fingers like the needy slut you are."

She shoved two fingers inside without warning, the slick walls sucking them in immediately.

"Fuck, so tight!" Daika cursed, pumping in and out roughly. "Your pussy's swallowing me whole. Listen—" She crooked her fingers, and the wet squelching echoed lewdly in the quiet room.

Rika's screams broke into moans, raw and shameless. "Nnnngh! N-no… oh god—ahhhhnnnn! D-Don't—so deep—!"

Daika leaned down, sucking hard on her nipple through the thin shirt, teeth grazing before biting down. The sudden sting made Rika cry out, arching into her mouth.

"Sensitive little slut," Daika smirked against her breast, thrusting her fingers harder. "Your tits, your pussy… every inch of you is mine."

Rika shook, tears sliding down her temples, but her hips met every thrust, clenching tight around Daika's fingers.

"Say it," Daika growled, fucking her faster, the sound of wetness growing louder. "Say you're mine."

Rika sobbed, body breaking under the pleasure. "I—I'm yours! Daika, I'm yours!"

That was all the Alpha needed. She curled her fingers just right, smashing against Rika's sweet spot.

Rika screamed, convulsing violently as her orgasm ripped through her. "Ahhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnn—!"

Her walls clamped down, flooding Daika's fingers with slick heat. Daika rode her through it, thrusting relentlessly until Rika was trembling and twitching under her grip.

"Good girl," Daika panted, pulling her soaked fingers free and shoving them into Rika's mouth. "Clean them."

Rika's dazed eyes widened as the taste of her own cum hit her tongue, but Daika forced her to suck until every drop was gone.

"That's it," the Alpha purred, pulling her fingers free with a pop. She smirked, licking the Omega's flushed cheek. "My dirty little kitten."

Rika lay limp on the sheets, body spent, panties ruined. But the heat in Daika's eyes promised this was only the beginning.

"I'll fuck you properly next time," Daika whispered, tugging her towel free to reveal her naked, glistening curves. "And when I do… you won't last a second."

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