Chapter 68: Their First Love Make

Liv guided Dawn to lay back on the bed, her hands are gentle but firm as she helped the omega settle against the pillows. The candlelight flickered across Dawn’s skin, casting dancing shadows that made her look like a living painting, all soft curves and trembling vulnerability.

Liv knelt between her legs, her gaze was roaming over the sight before her with a reverence that bordered on worship. She placed her hands on Dawn’s knees and gently spread her legs wider, exposing her completely. The trust in that gesture—that Dawn would let herself be opened, would let herself be seen in such an intimate way—made Liv’s chest ache with tenderness.

"Deep breaths~" Liv said, her voice was low and soothing, and Dawn did as Liv commanded her, drawing in shaky lungfuls of air that did little to calm her racing heart. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, her breasts were moving with the motion, and Liv watched the play of light across her skin with hungry eyes.

Slowly, carefully, Liv positioned herself at Dawn’s entrance, feeling the wet heat that greeted her, the slick evidence of Dawn’s desire making her path easier. She pressed forward, sliding her length inside with a steady, gentle pressure that gave Dawn time to adjust to every inch.

The empress immediately arched her back involuntarily, her spine curved off the mattress as her body tried to process the intrusion. She held tight to the bedsheets, her knuckles are turning white with the force of her grip, and cried out with a sound that tore at Liv’s heart.

"L-Liv~ P-Painful! Agh! Haah! Ah!" She reacted, her breathing was getting rapid and shallow, her eyes were wide with the shock of being filled for the first time. The stretch burned, a sharp, tearing sensation that made her want to close her legs, to push Liv away, and to escape the pain that radiated through her core.

Liv leaned down and held her gently but firmly, one hand bracing herself beside Dawn’s head while the other stroked soothingly down her side, anchoring her with presence and warmth. "Shhh~ relax first, Dawn. It’s okay~ don’t be scared~" she murmured against Dawn’s temple, pressing kisses to her fevered skin.

"It hurts! It hurts! Please help me! Please~ please, Liv... Alpha~ take the pain... I beg you." Dawn was panicking now, her body was tensing around Liv in a way that only increased the discomfort. She held tighter to Liv’s shoulder, her nails are digging in hard enough to draw blood, and cried against the alpha’s neck, her tears are hot and wet against Liv’s skin.

Liv kissed her forehead, then leaned down to capture Dawn’s lips in a kiss that was meant to distract, to soothe, and to remind her body that this was pleasure, not invasion. As she distracted the omega with the slide of tongues and the nip of teeth, she slowly and more gently moved her hips against Dawn, tiny thrusts that went nowhere deep but helped Dawn’s body learn the rhythm, learn to accept, and learn to open.

Dawn whimpered in pain between kisses, the sound was muffled against Liv’s mouth, her tears are continuing to stream down from her eyes and pool in the hollow of her throat. But she trusted Liv, trusted her with a faith that had been built over years of friendship and longing, and she knew that Liv wouldn’t hurt her, wouldn’t take more than she could give, wouldn’t force her past her limits.

Liv broke the kiss and leaned down to lick Dawn’s breast, swirling her tongue around the peak before sucking it into her mouth, using the contrasting sensations to overwhelm the pain with pleasure.

Dawn threw her head back against the pillows, her throat was exposed and vulnerable, and she could feel the strong grip and hold of Liv on her body, the way the alpha’s hands kept her grounded even as her mind spun. The thrusts were still painful, a burning stretch that made her gasp with every movement, but they were slowly turning into something else, something that made her toes curl and her breath hitch for different reasons.

"Liv~ it’s... It’s getting... Weird~ Ngh~ your... Your cock inside, haah~ it feels weird~ ngh~" Dawn breathed, trying to stay sane for herself, trying to hold onto rational thought even as her body began to respond to the rhythm.

Liv smiled against her breast, then moved up to lick her ear, tracing the shell with her tongue before whispering, "Good weird or bad weird, my love?" Then she increased the pace, just slightly, testing Dawn’s reaction.

"Ah agh~ argh~ uh~ haah~ ngh~ ah~ Liv~ Liv! Ngh! Alpha! Oh God! Oh God!" Dawn was getting shameless, her cries are filling the room without her usual imperial restraint, and this was exactly the reaction that Liv wanted from her.

She hadn’t expected that she would be the one to make Dawn like this, to reduce the proud, composed Empress to a moaning, writhing omega beneath her. To think that she was just a dream come true was not something Liv had thought would ever happen, not when she had spent years watching Dawn from afar, loving her in silence while political necessity pushed her further away.

"Fuck~ you’re so good, Dawn... And you’re being such a good omega~ wanting to be devoured by me, is that right?" Liv continued, her cock continued to knock against the sensitive spot inside Dawn with every thrust, that bundle of nerves that made the omega’s eyes roll back into her head and left her mouth open with every moan and whimper spilling out unbidden.

"Yes~ yes, Alpha~ please~ I’m all yours~ I love you~" Dawn said, and when Liv heard her admit that she loved her, heard the words spoken freely rather than extracted by duty or circumstance, a flutter and a strange comfort wrapped around Liv’s chest like a warm blanket. It was real. This was real. Dawn loved her back.

"I love you more, Dawn~" and by that declaration, she trapped Dawn beneath her fully, covering her body with her own. She held both of the omega’s wrists above her head, pinning them to the mattress as she increased the pace of her thrusts, driving deeper now that Dawn’s body had adjusted. Liv moaned loudly, unable to contain the sound, and she could feel how Dawn was getting tighter around her, the omega’s body responding to the claiming with instinctive submission.

"Alpha~ Alpha~ it feels good! Yes! Yes!" Dawn cried out, her back was arching off the bed, her breasts were pressing against Liv’s chest. The sight left her utterly vulnerable, especially how she had forgotten to take off her white socks in her nervousness, the innocent detail was contrasting sharply with the debauchery of their joining.

Liv didn’t even stop, didn’t slow down, making sure to hit that spot over and over with precision that spoke of her experience and her intimate knowledge of Dawn’s body, sending the omega toward the edge with relentless efficiency.

The room was filled with their mingled pheromones, the heavy scent of Alpha and omega mixing with their sweat and arousal and the sweet, lingering smell of marital wine that had been prepared for a different union.

The room was warm and cozy, prepared for Qazaethel and Dawn but instead, it had become the chamber for Liv and Dawn’s sinful union outside marriage, a betrayal of vows that felt more like coming home than any ceremony ever could.

"Haah~ ah~" Dawn continued to cry out, and Liv leaned down to suck on her breast again, leaving hickeys and bite marks that would bruise by morning, evidence of their passion that Dawn would have to hide beneath her gowns. Liv wanted to mark her properly, wanted to bite down on the bonding gland at Dawn’s neck and fill her with pheromones that would announce to the world that she was claimed, but she couldn’t.

She couldn’t mark Dawn at her pheromone glands—it would be dangerous knowing Dawn was married to the Sovereign, would be discovered immediately and used as evidence of their treason. That knowledge hurt Liv, a physical ache in her chest knowing she couldn’t mark the person she loved, couldn’t give her the biological bond that every Alpha instinct screamed to establish.

Dawn noticed the frown that crossed Liv’s face, the way her expression darkened even as her body continued to move, and they stopped for a moment, both of them was breathing hard, their bodies were still joined.

"Liv, w-what... What’s wrong?" Dawn asked, her voice was breathless and confused, trying to catch her breath and understand the sudden shift.

"I... I just can’t help but feel hurt knowing I cannot mark you," Liv admitted, her voice was rough with emotion, the words were torn from her. "I want to make you mine in every way, bond you to me so that no one can ever take you away, but I can’t. I have to share you, have to hide this, have to pretend—"

Dawn slowly softened, understanding washed over her features, and she gently pulled Liv down to kiss her cheek, then her jaw, then the corner of her mouth. "Me too... I felt hurt knowing the Alpha I love can’t mark me... But we’ll get through this, we’ll find a way for me and Qazaethel to get a divorce," Dawn said, her voice was steady despite the trembling of her body.

"No. It’s too dangerous. If your kingdom finds out about us, you might get disowned, stripped of your title, your protection. They could execute you for adultery, Dawn. I can’t let that happen," Liv said, her eyes were dark with worry.

"I’m prepared... I want to live a normal life with the person I love... And to gain my freedom," Dawn said, her voice was filled with a determination that made Liv’s heart swell with pride and fear in equal measure. "I don’t want to be Empress if it means I can’t be yours. I don’t want a crown if it means losing you."

Liv softened completely, her resistance was crumbling under the weight of Dawn’s love, and she kissed Dawn deeply, pouring all her emotion into the press of lips and slide of tongues. "Okay~" she breathed when they finally parted. "But we’re not done yet."

Dawn’s eyes widened when Liv suddenly changed her position, pulling out just enough to flip Dawn over onto her stomach. The alpha made her bend her knees and spread her legs wider, exposing her completely, then thrust back inside more deeply this time from behind, the new angle making Dawn gasp and go breathless with the intensity.

Liv continued to move, setting a hard, steady pace, and leaned down to lick her shoulders, tracing the line of her spine with her tongue before gently holding Dawn by the throat—not squeezing, just holding, a reminder of who was in control—while reaching down with her other hand to tease Dawn’s clit bud with every thrust she made from behind.

"This position~ ngh! It makes the... The thrusts... Haah... So deep, Alpha~" Dawn gasped out, her face was pressed against the pillows, her hands were gripping the headboard for purchase.

"You love it?" Liv teased, her voice was low and predatory, even as her fingers worked Dawn’s sensitive nub with devastating skill.

Dawn nodded frantically, her hair was falling around her face in a disheveled curtain. "Yes! Yes, I love it! I love it, Alpha! Ngh~" Dawn moaned, accepting everything that Liv was giving her as a submissive omega by her nature, her body was moving back to meet each thrust, seeking more, deeper, and harder.

"I’m near!" Liv whispered against Dawn’s shoulder, her own control was fraying at the edges, and she quickened the pace more and more, driving into Dawn without pausing. Dawn’s moans became louder, filling the room, she held tighter to the bedsheets while her strength was fading as her second orgasm approached.

But she didn’t want it to end, didn’t want this moment of perfect union to finish, so she reached for the magic that had been taught to all royal omegas and used her power to put a magical ring around Liv’s cock, the spell was activating instantly.

The thrusts became impossibly fast, the ring enhancing Liv’s speed and stamina while simultaneously preventing either of them from reaching completion, drawing out the pleasure until it bordered on torture.

But it turned out, the ring was used by alphas to achieve fast thrusts without making an omega reach orgasm—not unless they commanded it, not unless they decided it was time.

"Ohh~~~ Dawn, you’re playing with fire," Liv said, her voice was turning lower like a teasing murmur, even as her hips snapped forward with mechanical precision. Dawn endured, her body was shaking with the effort of holding back, and glanced back over her shoulder with eyes that were wild with pleasure. "A-Alpha~ I’m all yours, ngh~ please~ please~"

The assault continued and Liv continued to tease Dawn’s clit bud while her thrusts became more powerful and faster, the sound of their bodies meeting filled the room with wet, obscene noises that would have been mortifying if Dawn had any sense of dignity left.

"Oh~ Oh! Oh God! Please! Please, Alpha! Ah! Uh! Agh! Ugh! Arggghhh! No more no more!" But Liv remained silent and just smirked, knowing she held so much power against the empress, knowing that for this moment, Dawn was truly hers to command.

"You will endure, Your Majesty. Not until I said so~" Liv commanded, her voice was brooking no argument, her eyes were dark with possession and love and the promise of pleasure delayed but ultimately devastating.

And their night continued like that.