Ever since Sombra established the ground rules of their relationship, she had done nothing but torment Katya. She sent pictures and videos, made Katya play with herself or listen to Sombra doing so, and Katya did not know which was worse. And yet, it was addicting. Sombra teased and terrorized her for her own sick pleasure, as she had outright said. There was no question of motivation anymore, and Katya hungered for every second, desperate for even scraps of gentleness or affection.

Seeing Anastasia brought reality back to Katya in a way. It reminded her that once upon a time... her entire life hadn't revolved around Sombra and her messy mind games. The sight of her daughter, who loved everyone with no expectations, was a welcome respite. Katya held Anastasia in her arms, smiling with relief, and stroked her chubby cheek with one hand. It had been too long since she had seen her only child. "My beautiful baby girl, it is so good to see you! You look so healthy!"

Anastasia grinned and giggled, squeezing Katya as if she never wanted to let go, her big blue eyes staring into Katya's. "I missed you so much, mama! Daddy missed you too. When are we going to be a family again?" Ana was straight to the point, as usual. She'd likely been dying to ask the question, she always asked it, and the answer was almost always the same. Katya flinched. To this day, Anastasia didn't understand that the rift between Katya and her father would never be closed.

Smiling painfully, the alpha ruffled her daughter's hair and pushed it back from her forehead. "Did he now?"

"Yes. He did." And there he was, Ivan. Even now, the sound of his gentle voice soothed her worries and frustrations.

A long time ago Katya had mistaken his calming effect on her for love. Katya glanced up from where she crouched, still holding Anastasia, and met the eyes of her former husband, her former omega. Ivan was just as handsome as she remembered. A gentle spirit, with no interest in anything political or military. She had always liked that about him... and hated it. Seeing him brought back a rush of unpleasant memories. Losing Anastasia to the divorce, her failed marriage, her inability to make him happy, or him her. Unconsciously, she touched her neck where his mating mark once was. The CEO of Volskaya Industries stood, resting her hand on top of her daughter's head.

"I miss both of you," Katya replied, ruffling Anastasia's hair. "But nothing has changed." That was directed at Ivan, who just smiled thinly.

"Maybe not for you," he replied.

Katya sighed, choosing to ignore that well-tread path. "So, what made you decide to visit after so long?"

Ivan had full custody of their child. It was an omega's right, so an alpha really had to fight for it if they wanted it. Katya showed up late (or not at all) to various custody battles because of events at Volskaya Industries, so he won her easily. She paid child support and focused on work while he took care of their daughter. In truth, it'd been an immense relief to Katya when she'd lost that battle. From the outside Katya was sure it looked like she was cold and uncaring. Or that she didn't want Anastasia. It wasn't like that, not really, Katya's heart had just always felt empty, wanted more. Katya wanted to focus on her own life, the commercial empire she ran, while Ivan the family man could take care of and raise Anastasia however he wanted. Their split had been like a business transaction. He complained Katya was too cold for him and even at the end she couldn't force herself to put her heart into their relationship... and Ivan didn't want Anastasia to be raised around an alpha who couldn't even fake a smile while kissing their omega without sighing first. That was fair. To this day, Katya didn't understand why she struggled to be emotional with him. Or with anyone, really.

Why was it so easy to feel when it came to Sombra, but hard with everyone else? Katya trembled at the thought and squeezed Anastasia tighter. Even at a time like this, that horrible omega lingered in her mind. What was wrong with her?

"Your kid wanted to see your workplace," Ivan replied, "and I wanted to see you, too, so I figured... why not? It's been a while."

Katya saw the determination on his face. He wanted to try things again. Years ago, maybe that would have roused her spirit, but now there was no room for him. If the distraction in her heart and head was still work it probably wouldn't torment her this much, but her motivation in life was no longer so benign. Like a seed of corruption, Sombra's cruel rejection had only made Katya more starved for the girl, her thoughts were constantly drifting to the seductress that drove her hormones into a frenzy.

"Yeah mama, I want to see all the machines!" Anastasia exclaimed as she began to bounce up and down excitedly.

Katya's gaze snapped to the face of her daughter, and the girl stared innocently, happily, back. '... And there's not really a place for you either, little one. I'm sorry. As much as I love you, I can never come back. I must be some kind of emotionless monster.'

The president of Volskaya Industries nodded. She could turn away Ivan and not deal with this headache today but she hated to disappoint her daughter who came this far. So, it was just a matter of not being stuck alone with Ivan, who was sure to force a conversation. Katya just wasn't in the mood to talk about their broken relationship that had never really been a romantic one in the first place.

Not even two hours later she was trapped in her office alone with him. After a huge tour of the facility, Anastasia had suddenly started feeling sick and Ivan hurriedly ushered her to the car, then returned after realizing he "forgot something". It was all very suspicious and manipulative. No doubt, Ivan had filled their daughters mind with promises he couldn't keep. That would explain why his mouth was suddenly on hers the second her office door opened. Ivan's lips were soft and warm, and his kiss was even gentler than the alpha remembered. His hand slid around her neck, fingers stroking the skin in the back. Katya shuddered with dread, the warmth and pressure of his mouth alien and terrifyingly unwelcome. It had been so long since she'd been kissed, and her body didn't like it at all. She was craving plumper lips, hungrier eyes, a curvy body against hers - she was sick, and so she tried to lean into it, offer some form of enthusiasm, and found herself unable to without emitting a small, distraught noise.

"I want a second chance," Ivan whispered as she started to pull away. She didn't move away quick enough, and he kissed her again, coating her with his scent, rubbing his hard body against her.

Guilt, disgust, a thousand emotions simmered and ate away at her.

"Please, at least look at me, Katya. At least try. Anastasia deserves a second chance. You and I deserve a second chance, but this time we will do it the right way. We will give Anastasia the family she deserves."

Katya genuinely considered it. She imagined waking up to Ivan every day, feeling his warm and gentle kiss, finally being a normal family for Anastasia… Surely, if she got used to it, she could live like this with Ivan again, give up Sombra and the entire fucked-up affair, but that - just like her innocent, romantic feelings for the hacker - was just a fantasy. She was repulsed by a man she had once shared her bed with.

Katya's smile was cold and tight. "I'll think about it."

"That's all I could ask for," he replied, "goodbye Kat."

The alpha watched him walk away; eyes pinned to his back. At the doorway, Ivan suddenly turned to look at her. "My heat's coming soon. I can feel it - maybe a few days away... call me? Be there for me and..."

Katya's eyes widened. Those words, no matter what omega they came from, would stir the loins of any alpha. Even hers. Heat sex was something she'd never experienced. That was part of why she and Ivan had stopped working. She found the intense hormones and scents, while arousing, more aggravating and overstimulating than anything. She couldn't work, couldn't function, so when they were together and Ivan went into heat, Katya usually went on trips. Perhaps that was cruel, but it was just who she was. Ivan grinned when he saw the expression on Katya's face. Then he winked, and finally left. Katya exhaled with relief and locked the door behind him. The throb in her groin was barely noticeable but just enough to put her on edge. A random thought roamed into her mind. What is Sombra like during her heat? Katya's mouth watered, and her clitoris itched and throbbed as it began to swell in her pants, a visible tent growing. The image was just too much... Sombra with her legs spread open, revealing the gushing folds between them. Begging Katya to satisfy her heat...The easiest time to make an omega yours was supposedly during their heats, at least according to other alphas. Some of her coworkers had particularly bossy omega's, but when their heat cycle came around, they spread their legs and submitted entirely.

The idea of dominating Sombra... filling her up with a hot load of come, a kid... Katya's eyes widened. Children with Sombra? After her own just left? Distressed, Katya rubbed her temples with one hand and her uncomfortable erection with the other. She had work to do. She couldn't be thinking like this. Especially when showing Ivan and Anastasia around had put her relatively behind schedule. The Russian woman sat behind her desk, and focused on her work. Not Ivan. Not Sombra. Not heats. Just work.

...

Katya immediately answered the call when she saw the Caller ID, but oddly, and depression that had seeped in since their last conversation was nonexistent. Despite knowing who it was she managed to answer with a relatively neutral tone. "What do you want, Sombra?" Katya questioned, nerves frayed as she sorted through a stack of papers on her desk.

"Take it out." A wrinkle appeared between Katya's brows.

"Take what-"

Sombra's voice interrupted hers, calm and strangely cold. "We've done this before, amiga, you know what I want."

Katya stared at the top of her desk, her heart pounding in her chest as her fists tightened. "You mean-"

"For the president of an entire company, you're pretty stupid, aren't you? You're testing my patience. Take your cock out, put it in your hand, and we'll continue from there."

Where was this even coming from? Why now? "I can't. I'm behind schedule, Sombra. Must we do this now?"

For a moment, Katya thought she had gone too far. That Sombra was impatient today and going to punish her somehow. Instead, the hacker just sighed heavily. "Fine. I'll find another alpha to play with."

Katya wished she didn't care. That Sombra "playing" with another alpha would have no effect on her, but that simply wasn't the truth. Even now, remembering how Zarya had been inside Sombra, she felt jealous. She wanted Sombra's attention all to herself.

"I'll do it," Katya said hurriedly, trying to keep the panic and envy out of her tone, and probably failing. There was another bout of silence, then Sombra giggled.

"Ooh, so cute. You wear jealousy well," Sombra cooed, her tone mocking and condescending. But why was Katya's heart pounding? Why was her slowly softening cock already hard again?

"I'm not jealous. I just don't want some other alpha to be tormented because of me." Sombra burst into hysterical laughter.

"Y-you..." Sombra laughed again, the sound strangely pleasant to Katya's ears. "You honestly expect me to believe that? You destroyed your phone because of the images you saw on it! Don't forget that~ You're so cute."

Katya swallowed hard. "I'm glad I'm cute."

Sombra's laughter died abruptly. "I'm glad you are too. Now let's get down to business." Business, huh?

Katya nodded and unbuttoned her bottoms. "Alright."

Sombra chuckled sweetly in her ear. "Already hard for me?"

If Sombra could tease her, so could Katya. The alpha swallowed nervously. She had no doubt the omega had seen her interaction with her ex-husband, so, "No, my ex-husband just finished visiting me. He..." She trailed off for dramatic effect.

Silence. Then... "I'm a very jealous girl," Sombra murmured. "There really shouldn't be any room in that brain of yours for anything. It should be consumed by me." Her usually humorous voice was surprisingly serious. Katya didn't know how to respond, so she didn't say anything. She just stood there, trembling a little. Sombra's voice had a dangerous edge to it, then she laughed.

"I'm kidding amiga! No need to break a sweat! I'm happy for my favorite alpha plaything. Your happiness is my happiness, you know?" She didn't know, because Sombra did nothing but torment her. "In fact, I want to help you rekindle your dead marriage."

Katya choked. "H-help me? I don't want that..."

Sombra was quiet. "Strange. Because I'm pretty sure you said he's the one who made you hard. And you were reluctant to play with me today... I truly want to help you."

Katya wiped the sweat from her brow. "I was teasing..."

"Teasing is something you do with lovers. With children. You don't do that to me. You're my plaything, not the other way around."

"S-Sombra wait," Katya responded, her eyes wide. "Let it go. You made me hard. I lied. I just wanted to play with you back..."

"Does a stuffed bear play with its child?"

"What?" Katya asked, furrowing her brow.

"Does a Barbie play with its little girl?"

"Sombra, I-"

"What about an alpha's cock? Does an alpha's hard, drooling cock play with the person it's attached to?" Katya opened her mouth to respond, but Sombra interrupted. "No. They're playthings afterall. You're my plaything, my friend, so why do you think you have the right to toy with me?"

Katya grimaced. She tried to come up with an appropriate response, but Sombra's strange anger was hard to comprehend not to mention respond to. "Well I-"

"Take out your cock." Katya decided not to play with fire. If it got this strange, horrible interaction over with she'd gladly jerk off. Sombra hummed in appreciation when her member was revealed. "Mmm, that's the stuff. Honestly, you don't seem like the type of alpha to have such a huge cock yet..." Sombra trailed off, chuckling slightly. "Well, get on with it..."

Katya assumed that meant start. Her hand was trembling as she wrapped her fingers around her dick. Pleasure shot through her immediately and her hips jumped, a gasp tumbling from her throat unbidden.

"Mmm. Very nice, look how much your dick is drooling for me already. It's about to burst... Who are you thinking about while you stroke that lovely meat?"

The response Sombra wanted was obvious. And it was the real answer. So Katya blurted out "You," and continued stroking, hoping that would be enough to end this weird little game Sombra was playing right now.

"Poor Ivan... he's probably thinking about you right now." Katya froze. "Don't you think he deserves a proper response to his question? A sweet omega who cares about you offered you his heat and "maybe" was your response? How sick..."

Katya said nothing.

"Don't you think so?"

The alpha closed her eyes. "Yes. You're right, I'm sick..."

Sombra giggled in amusement. "Lovely, we're on the same page! As your friend... I want to help you."

"I don't need he-"

"Shhh." Sombra murmured. "I'm going to help you." Katya trembled. What was Sombra going to do? "I'm going to come and visit you. We're going to show him that you're not an available alpha anymore, despite not having a mating mark. Because you're mine aren't you?"

Katya couldn't remember how to breathe. "I-I don't understand. You told me not to mistake this for anything but "friendship"... yet now you're doing this... w-what do you want from me!?" And what was the point of all this?

"You're my favorite plaything," Sombra purred. "And I don't like it when other omegas play with my toys."

A sick part of Katya was glad that the hacker was jealous. It meant that despite what she said, Katya was at least somewhat important to her. But that didn't mean she was willing to do this. She wasn't even sure what this was. Sombra was going to meet up with her... but then what? And did Sombra seriously underestimate her so much that she thought Katya wouldn't arrange some sort of trap?

As usual, Sombra was some sort of mind reader. "If you try to capture me or harm me those photos will be leaked. Do you understand that, Katya? You gain nothing from laying any sort of trap for me."

"I understand that."

"You're so cute... that troubled look on your face..."

Katya scowled, frustration building. "What are you going to do to Ivan?"

Sombra chuckled. "The better question is what are you going to do to Ivan? But enough of the serious talk. Let's play together. Messing with you made me very wet, so let's really get down to business this time." Katya exhaled. It was pointless to resist, so she closed her eyes, and wrapped her hand around herself again. Despite her anxiety, her cock was swollen and during the course of their discussion, it hadn't softened even a little - only grew harder. Especially knowing Sombra was dripping wet for her. Not Zarya, not another one of her "alpha playthings."

"Oh Sombra, you're ruining me..." The dark-haired woman whispered, heart racing.

"Mmm, such a cute, obedient little alpha. I like it when you moan my name..." The mischievous hacker was being less cruel than usual, her voice threaded with potent omega sensuality. "Say it louder. Prove how much you want me, and maybe I'll go easy on you."

"F-fuck... Sombra," Katya whimpered. She knew how much Katya wanted her. How much the Russian alpha agonized over her night after night. The CEO gasped, her hips trembling as she thrust into her fist. "Sombra!" She practically snarled, her hand desperately sliding up and down her length.

"Do you love me?" Sombra whispered. Katya swore she felt the omegas lips brushing against her ear, warm breath tickling her skin. She didn't know what to say. What did Sombra want to hear? What they had wasn't love, and the hacker had to know that. Did she herself know that? The alpha in her didn't, because she only grew excited. And the word love alone made the knot swell at the base of her cock. "Look at that fat, swollen knot. You do love me, don't you? I want you to say it..."

Katya gasped. Sombra wanted it... wanted to hear those words. "I... I love you, Sombra."

"Now say it again," Sombra purred. Katya closed her eyes. When she focused and listened close, she could hear the distant sound of slickness on the line. Her cock throbbed, pre-cum seeping from the tip. She was going to come soon..."Again, Katya. I want to hear it again."

"You do?"

"Yes, nena."

"I love you Sombra," Katya whimpered, then again, but this time hissed through her teeth.

"Keep saying it until you come. Over and over..." Even Sombra couldn't hide how excited she was getting. For once it almost seemed like they were at the same level of excitement. It was so cruel and unfair. Sombra's games: One moment a friend, the next a favorite plaything, the next something more? Was she something more? Sombra played games, but she made all the rules. Katya had no way of winning. Sombra was right. Katya was nothing but a stuffed bear, a Barbie doll, a cock. A toy and despite how much it put the alpha in her on edge it was equally as exciting. So, Katya obeyed. Without complaint, without any resistance... Maybe she was actually disturbed because rather than be worried about Ivan and Sombra's plans for him Katya was more excited to see the omega that had consumed her mind constantly in person again. As she drove herself to orgasm, her hip motions frenzied and hungry, "I love you" was like a mantra on her lips.

The only thing the russian was worried about was whether or not Sombra was actually going to show up, and how terrible it would be if she didn't.