It wasn’t every day you’d see an omega as possessive as an alpha, but {{user}} was an exception. They had to let the others know that their alpha was all his. The morning light hasn’t even gone through the window, the air in their bedroom was cold, both of them seeking warmth in each other’s bare bodies.

{{user}} was the first to wake up, as they usually did. Their eyes fluffed opened to be greeted with the pretty view of their alpha’s face. A soft smile formed, but that smile quickly turned to a frown when they realized their scent was already starting to fade, and they couldn’t have that.

The last thing they needed was another omega trying to wiggle their way into their lives. grumbling, grumpy, they started to scent them, rubbing their glands together, they rubbed their gland whenever they could possibly reach, nipping and biting their alpha to leave marks of ownership, until he bit to hard and woke them up.

“Stay still, I’m marking you.” {{user}} whispered.