The moment of truth was at hand. Damien was sure of it. This time… this time that slippery crook wouldn't get away from him. This damn cat-and-mouse game had been going on for years and Damien was determined to end it finally. Damien and his father, both detectives, had been after this sly leader of the criminal organization that had been terrorizing the city and neighboring area. Unfortunately, his father got disabled during his last case and was forced to retire, leaving the rest to Damien's shoulders. He didn't mind that all; his father had taught him everything since they had worked together for so long. Damien had been his tiny helper ever since he was little. This work was his calling. Damien's father had sworn to catch that criminal leader, Alois, but now it was up to Damien to get this deed done.

Capturing Alois had become Damien's obsession. He wanted to finally arrest him, whatever the cost. Working together with his colleagues, they tried to track Alois down and follow his movements as well as they could.  It was very challenging thing to do, it was like finding a needle in a haystack. But they didn't give up. And finally, on that one faithful day, Damien gets a clue from one of his colleagues: they had possibly found Alois' current hideout. Damien hadn't gotten better news in ages.

And so, Damien had made his move. He had to get to that place in question before Alois could change his hiding place.

There he was standing, near a storage building that apparently served as Alois' hideout. In this part of the city there wasn't really "good citizens" but more gangs and junkies and other small criminals. A perfect rotten hole for a bastard like Alois. Damien was pretty sure that they had already searched this place before, but it was possible that back then Alois had been hiding somewhere else and had just recently made his nest here.

Damien took a deep breath in order to try calm himself down. Sure, it was expected that he would feel all tense and excited, but there was also something else: he was in a heat. Of course it had to happen right now, in a moment like this. The timing couldn't possibly be worse. He also didn't have with him any medication that could ease his… urges. Oh, the joys of being an omega. It was making hard for Damien to focus at the task at hand. He slapped himself to his cheeks and rubbed them. Focus, focus… 

Then he took another deep breath. He concentrated as well as he possibly could and began his mission. Some of Damien's colleagues had spread out to the area to make it more likely to get Alois caught and to keep his underlings at bay. But overall it was mainly Damien's job to get that bastard captured.

The mission started. Damien had his gun out as he snuck through the area and got to the storage building. He looked around but there was no one to be seen. That was a little odd, but it indeed would make this job easier. And with that, Damien snuck in to the hideout of this mortal enemy of his family.

Damien proceeded carefully in that criminal nest. Slowly but surely he got closer to Alois. He tiptoed and navigated through the building, always making sure that the rooms would be empty before advancing forward. But he didn't encounter even a one single soul. That was kind of odd. Damien didn't mind that though. However, he couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen. So far this mission had been too easy. That was just a hunch, though. Maybe everything would go smoothly in the end.

Soon Damien had reached the upper levels of the building. He was getting closer to end this all, he could feel it. Alois couldn't be far away. Damien climbed the last stairs carefully and got to the door. He pressed his ear against the door in order to try to hear if there was anyone inside. But he couldn't hear anything. Then he opened the door slightly and peeked to see the interior.

And there he was.

In the room there was only a tall wolf facing the window, which was on the opposite direction of the door.

Alois.

The room possibly was a living room of sort. There were some fancy furnitures: couple of couches, tables and houseplants. This hidey-hole of Alois was kind of cozy, Damien had to admit that.

Damien double checked if there were more people in that room and if there could possibly be someone hiding, but that seemed unlikely. There was only Alois occupying the room.

And with that, Damien dashed inside the room, pointing his gun at the criminal leader and shouted: “Freeze! You're under arrest!”

Alois was still facing the window. Seconds passed by but he didn't even flinch. The smoke of a cigarette pestered Damien's nose. He was trying really hard to focus at this matter at hand, however, it felt harder to do minute by minute.

Then Damien heard clapping – and some chuckling.

“Well done, detective. You found my hideout.”

Alois sounded amused more than anything. There was not even a slightest tone of defeat in his speech. From his voice you could tell that this wasn't the end of this game – it was just the beginning.

Then the wolf turned around to face Damien. He had a wide grin on his face.

“Well, look what a puppy has entered into my lair”, Alois spoke. He chuckled again and inhaled some smoke from his cigarette.

Damien didn't care about these words at all. The sooner this ordeal would get done, the better. And so, he just demanded: “Hands up!”

“I don't think so”, Alois replied and took his gun out, pointing it at Damien.

What a deadlock. Neither the dog or the wolf would give up. For a good while they just stared at each other in silence. However, the longer Damien stayed in that room with that criminal, the quicker he noticed something.

The smoke from the cigarette had covered it at first so he hadn't smelled it when he had entered into the room. But now he sensed it… this strong, pungent smell. And after realizing what it was, Damien was overwhelmed with terror – and lust which he didn't want to feel.

He was currently facing an alpha.

It was a mistake from Damien's side that he became fazed and showed it for a few seconds. That was enough for Alois to act. The wolf shot a bullet that hit the gun Damien had been holding and dog's weapon flew away from his hand. What a precise skill of accuracy.

“Well, well, well. Looks like that the tables have turned”, Alois snickered. “Hands up, puppy.”

Damien raised his hands just as he was told. He did give a glance at his gun that was lying on the floor.

“Don't do anything funny”, Alois said. He stubbed out his cigarette on the ashtray that was placed on the table.

For those few seconds Damien thought could he hurry to get his gun from the floor, but dismissed the idea. Alois could most likely react fast enough and shoot him. Damien had to obey the wolf, for now.

“Wait”, Alois mumbled to himself as he sniffed the air. “This sweet smell…”

Then the wolf got hit with sudden realization and grinned as widely as he physically could.

“My, what have we here”, he chortled. “An omega in a heat, what a pleasant surprise!”

Damien felt more and more awful as the time passed. He felt kind of feverish and hazy and most of all he craved for sex – but he definitely didn't want to do that with this wolf. However, it became harder to deny that as Alois suddenly was standing right in front of him and that smell… oh that smell of him was so intoxicating.

“Let's have some fun, shall we?” Alois proposed, still grinning like an asshole. He took a grip of Damien's jaw and looked deep into his sapphire eyes.

Though, the dog wasn't pleased with this and with the last bits of self-control he slipped away from the wolf's touch – even though it had sent tingling sensation across his body.

“I think you may need something that helps you to relax”, Alois said. “Sit on the couch. Now.”

Damien obeyed, though reluctantly. He still gave a last glance on his gun – the only thing that could help him to get away from this situation. He sat on the black leather couch and was completely tensed up, fearing what would happen next.

Alois had had a bottle of good wine on a table, as if specifically waiting for this situation. He poured some of the red liquid into fancy glasses and came to sit next to Damien. He handed over one glass for the dog and was then once again pointing his gun at him.

“Drink it”, Alois commanded.

A bit unwillingly Damien took a gulp from his glass. The taste was rather bitter and Damien didn't really like it. Nonetheless, Alois seemed to be pleased by this act and took good guzzle from his glass. After a little while, both had emptied their containers for red wine and that was when Alois snatched the glass from Damien's hand and then went to refill it. The dog didn't want to drink anymore, but he figured that Alois wouldn't listen to him at all. Besides, he would rather drink than get a bullet on his head.

Alois had made Damien drink a couple of glasses. The dog wasn't really a drinker, so after these portions of red wine he had started to feel even more hazy than before and was even less able to think clearly. Maybe that was what Alois had been aiming for all along. And before Damien even knew it, Alois had stolen the handcuffs which the dog had carried with himself and had put them on Damien's hands, even though this should have happened the other way around.

The tingling sensations came back as Alois came right in contact with Damien, snout buried in the dog's neck fur, sniffing the sweet smell.

“Sto-stop that!” Damien groaned weakly. His mind screamed against the sexual situation he possibly was getting into, but his body… his body wanted to receive everything that the wolf would give him.

And Alois only laughed.

“No, this is just the beginning”, the wolf muttered into Damien's ear. “And I'm not letting you go until I'm done with you.”

Then he bit Damien's ear, causing the dog to let out a surprised moan. All the alarms in Damien's head were going wild, and at that moment, the dog tried to attempt one last time to break away from that situation and place. He tried to shove the wolf aside – but in vain. Alois was bigger and more muscular than him. Damien couldn't even get up when Alois had already pulled him back to the couch.

“Stupid little bitch”, Alois murmured. “I said I'm not letting you go until I'm done with you.”

Alois bit Damien's ear again, this time harder, resulting once more in a husky moan from the dog. Because his body was in such a sensitive state, these feelings caused by the wolf felt almost overwhelming.

“Whoops”, Alois suddenly said.

Why would he say that? Damien didn't understand – not until he felt a warm liquid descending by his ear. It was blood. The wolf had bit so hard that now Damien's ear was bleeding.

“Now, let me take care of it”, Alois whispered. Then he began licking the blood, shifting into a position in which he was a little more atop of the dog. Damien was whimpering silently beneath him, wishing for a miracle that he could get away. At that moment, the hand of Alois gravitated under Damien's shirt – making the dog wince – and then he initiated to scratch Damien's stomach and chest, doing it the same time as he was licking the dog's ear.

“Let me go!” Damien hissed, somehow still finding both strength and will to struggle.

“Don't make me repeat again how this is going”, Alois muttered into the dog's ear.

“Please! I don't want to be a part of this!” Damien begged.

“Yes, keep begging, you little slut!” Alois stated. “It makes me want you even more!”

“Ah!” Damien moaned as he suddenly felt the wolf's hand groping his groin.

“Let's see what we have here…” Alois snickered. Then he neatly removed the belt from Damien's jeans and began to take off the dog's pants – all of this causing Damien to groan.

“Stop…” Damien's request was weak and feeble.

“My, what a cute junk you have”, Alois chuckled, completely ignoring the dog's wish. He was grinning widely as he stared at Damien's pink dick that was a bit in erection already.

This made Damien feel very embarrassed – to be in such a state in front of someone, especially this guy. He was blushing hard, looking away and avoiding eye contact completely.

“Turn around”, Alois commanded.

Damien did as he was told, though unwillingly. He was now on his knees on the couch, his back to Alois. Damien was trembling a little bit, both from fear of what would become and from sexual tension. At that moment he felt the wolf's hand on his shoulder and started to push him down, and Damien submitted to his strength. Soon the dog's position was that his jaw was against the furniture's armrest and his butt was up, all ready for the wolf to do whatever he wanted.

“Nice ass. Really nice”, Alois praised. Then he started groping it and Damien hated it – hated how pleasant sensations he got from that. Maybe Alois sensed that somehow because he kept doing it for a good while, groping the butt roughly. And after he was done with that, he initiated to spank the dog. Each time his hand slammed the buttocks of Damien, it brought out a soft moan from the dog.

Unexpectedly, Alois stopped what he was doing. Damien was in terror of the unknown. What was the wolf planning to do? Second by second, Damien became more and more distressed.

Then the wolf finally acted.

Damien flinched as something entered inside of him from behind – it was Alois' finger.

“Oh wow, you're really tight. Are you a virgin?” Alois questioned.

The dog didn't answer. He whimpered quietly as the wolf kept fingering him. These sensations were completely new for Damien so this felt really strange… and also good, even though he didn't want to admit it.

“Boy, your hole is wet already”, Alois said, chuckling a little. “Maybe I should make it even more wet!”

Damien had no time to react when he felt something really soft enter inside of him. It took him a second to realize what Alois was doing to him – and then he figured it out: Alois was licking his ass. Occasionally the wolf would lick the area around the dog's hole and next proceeding to infiltrate with his tongue inside poor Damien – all of this being so strange and new to him. However, the dog couldn't deny that this soft treatment from the wolf felt really darn good and couldn't help but moan as Alois continued to handle him, maybe even almost tenderly for a change.

After some time, Alois stopped licking Damien's butt and bended over the dog.

“You seemed to enjoy that”, the wolf whispered into the dog's ear. “But how about this…”

Damien didn't know what to expect, but definitely not what Alois did to him next.

The dog felt something cold and thick enter inside of him, and he let out a shrill squeak as soon as that foreign object found its way to his butt. The next thing was that Damien got suddenly overwhelmed with terror. He figured that it was something metallic that entered inside of him and what could that possibly be? Damien was sure that it was barrel of Alois' gun. That definitely was a dangerous toy to play with. What if the wolf pulled a trigger accidently? Damien trembled from fear.

Alois started to move the gun: in and out, in and out. The movement of the weapon gave mixed sensations for Damien, he was both terrified and feeling lust for more. Having something to fill your insides was a new but incredibly feeling for the dog.

He didn't, however, want to continue this specific thing.

“Pl-please, stop it!” Damien squeaked.

Alois indeed stopped the little play with the gun. This was a welcomed pause for the dog.

“Hmm, this ain't really that fun anyway”, Alois muttered. “Maybe it's time to give you a taste of something what a little bitch like you will soon want to feel in your ass!”

The wolf grabbed Damien from his shirt. Then he turned the dog around so they could be face to face. Damien took a look at Alois' face and got a little worried; he was grinning widely. What was he going to do next?

“Things are going to get dirty”, Alois murmured. “So…”

He finally let go of his gun and it dropped onto the floor with a loud click. A wave of relief washed over Damien as he no longer had to fear for his life. For a moment he was so occupied with his respite that he wasn't following what Alois was doing. Then, suddenly he got hit with realization: Alois was unbuttoning his dress shirt. After he was done with that, he caressed Damien's chest for a little while, inhaling the dog's sweet scent once again.

Next Alois took a little distance from Damien. Then he started to take off all of his clothes, black in color. Lastly came off his boxers, revealing his rather large, dark red cock. It was in erection already, which made it seem like bigger than what it was. And oh that smell… Since Alois took off his pants, the odor of his groin seemed to intensify. That strong, pungent scent. To Damien it was irresistible. It was so incredibly intoxicating. And because of that, the hazy sensation he had been feeling got just worse. That huge dick of Alois… he wanted it. That was the only thing Damien could think of.

Alois took a firm grip of Damien's jaw. Their eyes met, even though Damien's eyes were pretty glazed – it seemed like he was in his own little world now, build from lust and pleasure. And Alois… he was grinning again.

Then he directed his forefinger and middle finger from his left hand to Damien's mouth. 

“Suck them”, he commanded.

And Damien obeyed. It was like the smell of Alois had made him drunk – drunk from desire. Suddenly, everything he wanted to do was to please this alpha. So he sucked those fingers – sucked and licked them, caressed them with his tongue. Alois seemed to be pleased by that, and he followed Damien's tongue's movements with intensity.

Abruptly, Alois decided that it was time for something else. He snatched away his fingers from Damien's mouth, then giving him a replacement: his cock. Alois grabbed Damien's neck fur and started to move his penis inside the dog's mouth. First the wolf started gently, allowing Damien to lick that dick, the dog's tongue dancing together with the organ, moistening it with his saliva. But then, as always, the situation would go just how Alois wanted to. So he began to bang Damien's mouth and throat, making it rough play. Damien wasn't allowed to do anything, so he just sat there and received everything that the wolf would give to him.

Then came the climax of this phase. Alois groaned as he came inside of Damien's mouth. And oh lord, there was suddenly so much stuff inside of him. Alois had ejaculated a lot of cum, filling Damien's mouth with it. There was such a large amount of it that some of it came out of Damien's nose. It caused him to gack roughly. The white stuff poured down from Damien's mouth and nose, dripping to his chest and messing it.

[i]And it felt so good.[/i]

“Swallow it.” One simple order from the wolf.

Damien tried his best to gulp as much of that lovable white nectar as he could. And when it seemed that he had managed to empty his mouth, Alois wiped some of the cum that had dripped onto the dog's chest, and pushed it into Damien's mouth.

“That's like it”, Alois said. “Eat it all up, you whore.”

Damien licked passionately Alois' fingers, cleaning them. He submitted completely to the wolf's will. And Alois enjoyed every bit of that. Damien truly had become his little bitch. Well, almost anyway.

Alois pushed Damien so he fell on his back on the couch. Damien legs were wide open and his dick in erection, all ready for the wolf to do whatever he wanted to him.

And without warning, the wolf attacked with his mouth at the dog's penis. He sucked it, licked it, and gave even a small nibble. Damien was conquered by lust and moaned loudly while Alois made his magic at his pink dick. And all those sensations he got from those acts – oh he had never felt anything like that before, this was all so new to him. And because this was Damien's first time, he didn't have much stamina. So, due to Alois' handling, he came with a louder moan, his cum filling the wolf's mouth. Right after that, Alois shifted to hover over Damien – and invaded his mouth with his own, giving the dog a little present from his own nether region. Their tongues met, and so began a wild, passionate dance inside of Damien's wet cavern, their saliva and the dog's cum soaking it and making it even more wet. There was so much stuff going on inside Damien's mouth that the mix of his seeds and drool began to drip from between their lips and fall onto the dog's chest.

Then Alois retreated. And for a while, he didn't seem to do anything. Damien raised his head to look at him, seeing that the wolf had once again a wide grin on his face. He was probably plotting something nasty. As Alois was being idle, Damien's mind was suddenly filled with ringing of alarms. Somehow a small detail had unexpectedly penetrated its way to his consciousness trough his hazy state from lust and heat. And with that, a dread found its way into his mind. It was because of Alois' dick. Yes, Damien had already understood that the wolf's equipment was large, especially the knot, but now that he was examining it with a bit more carefully, he truly comprehended just how big it was.

And what Alois was probably planning to do?

Stick that huge dick into Damien's ass.

Would it really fit inside of him? Damien was worried, but of course, at the same time there was that horny side of him that had been taking the control these past few moments – and it desired that dick so badly. It really was becoming hard to not to want it.

Especially because Alois had once again started to act.

The wolf took a firm grip of Damien's penis. Then Alois began to give him a tender hand job. Even though orgasm had just recently shaken the dog's body, due to Alois' handling he was soon again in the verge of ecstasy. He was rock hard, and his moans got louder and louder as Alois progressed with giving him the licentious sensations. But when Damien was about to scream for more, Alois suddenly stopped, leaving him in an uncomfortable state of yearning.

“What does a good boy say?” Alois asked, squeezing Damien's dick.

Damien didn't understand first what the wolf meant. However, as the seconds passed by, his need to release his white load again grew and grew. But Alois was grasping his dick tightly, as if preventing him to cum. This was rather unpleasant situation.

Then, Damien figured it out: Alois wanted him to beg for getting inside him. Only then this show of lust would go on. 

Yes or no? Yes or no?

The thought was like a ball in his head and he kept tossing it around. This didn't last for long, however. Lust and desire conquered everything inside his mind, pushing fear out of the way. A slight distress still remained because the size of Alois' dick was so terrifying. But Damien was so aroused that it almost didn't matter – he just wanted to get some relief for his uncomfortable state. And if having an intercourse was the way of getting it, he would accept it.

So, Damien said quietly: “Please, get inside of me…”

“What did you say?” Alois asked. Damien knew that he had heard him, he just wanted to hear it again what he had just said.

Thus, Damien repeated: “I want you inside of me.”

“Say it again.” Alois seemed to enjoy this.

“Just fuck me already!” Damien got really impatient, which made Alois amused, and a laughter escaped from his mouth.

“I'll grant your wish”, Alois said.

The wolf loosened his grasp from Damien's member and then proceeded to take a sturdy grip of his legs. Then came the moment which Damien had both wanted and feared: Alois pushed his large organ inside of him. His hole was so tight and the wolf's penis so enormous that it made Damien whimper and Alois groan as he tried to cram inside the dog. But soon he seemed to have found his fit and he got locked to the interior due to the knot and his swollen penis. In fact, Alois' equipment was so large that it was dimly visible through Damien's stomach.

“Let's make some puppies, shall we?” Alois murmured to his bottom bitch.

And then it began. The finale.

Alois started it gently, as if first stretching carefully the insides of Damien. He moved his hips in almost hypnotizing manner, causing the dog to moan softly. The feelings Damien got from Alois' movements were something he couldn't describe, but it indeed filled him with ecstasy. It was quite a tight fit, but as the wolf kept banging him, it eventually started to feel smoother. Alois started to speed up his rhythm and as he did so, Damien's moans got louder. It didn't take long when Damien ejaculated, staining his own stomach furs with cum and he was almost screaming in delight. Soon Alois came as well, groaning as a result. But he wasn't done yet. He was still stuck inside of Damien.

So he initiated the second round. He let go of Damien's legs and helped him to switch positions. The dog was once again on his knees, butt up and face down. Then Alois started to fuck him hard. He took a grasp of Damien's tail, pulling it as if it would help him get deeper inside of the dog. Both of them were panting, and Damien was secreting a lot of saliva, drooling it all over the armrest. He could feel that his face was all heated up from sexual tension. 

Both of them came again, howling from ecstasy. However, this still wasn't the end of their intercourse. The knot still kept them locked to each other. Alois still hadn't had enough of his omega. And frankly speaking, Damien didn't mind that. He was still in a state of heat and lust and haze, and wanted to have even more sex. As if sensing that, Alois gave him what he wanted.

Neither of them didn't really count just how many rounds they ended up having. They were in quite a mess as Damien had muddled the couch with his saliva and cum. However, there was about to come even bigger mess.

Alois had come so many times inside of Damien that the dog's belly had inflated slightly. There was so much stuff that a little bit of it was already streaming down by Damien's hole, but most of it was still inside. Alois had noticed the condition of Damien's stomach and patted it gently, as if there were puppies in it. Then he thrusted one more time within Damien, releasing his final load. Their yelps filled the room one last time.

It was finally over. Alois, the master of this show, was finally done and satisfied. And so, in the end, he pulled himself out of Damien. As a result, all the cum that had been packed inside the dog gushed out like a river. It soaked the already filthy couch even more, staining the furs of both of them. They were dirty and exhausted but contented.

Damien didn't know what to feel. All the sensations caused by his heat were gone, for now at least. It was like Alois had stolen them from him. All that was left was a hazy numb state.

Suddenly Alois snatched the dog's jaw.

“You served me well, but you are still just my bitch, do you understand?” Alois said with a low voice, looking directly at Damien's glazed sapphire eyes.

“Yes…” Damien whimpered, his voice being feeble.

He didn't really pay attention to what Alois was doing to him next, but soon he heard a click, which caused him to perk up – and unexpectedly his hands were free.

“What…?” Damien almost whispered, giving a questioning look at Alois.

“Go”, the wolf simply said, grinning again.

This wasn't a trick, right? Damien was suspicious. He had thought that Alois was going to keep him as a sex slave or something. But if that wasn't the case… Good.

Damien began to collect his clothes that had mostly been spared from all the mess. He got dressed and looked at the naked wolf who was playing around with the handcuffs. Damien figured that he wasn't getting them back. Fine. Then the dog strolled to where his gun had been laying this whole ordeal and picked it up. He stared at his weapon for a while, thinking about that he could have chance to arrest that criminal bastard now. But somehow, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He felt humiliated more than anything and was craving for some fresh air.

So, he headed to the door from which he had entered the room.

“See you again, detective.”

The wolf's voice was so… mocking. But Damien did agree with the words he had uttered.

They would surely meet again.