Disclaimer: Do not own Marvel or The 100

Warnings for rape and extremely dubious consent and child abandonment

Another Alpha/Omega fic. I swear, I'm going to hell…..

No reason not to share

Clarke screamed, arching on the bed as she felt the knot inside her expand. She was blindfolded, so, she had no idea who was inside her right now. Her mates; all twenty-seven of them, seemed to be addicted to pleasing her in every manner there was.

However, they seemed to take some sadistic pleasure in her having no clue who it was who was fucking her when they decided to pound her brains out.

They usually kept her blindfolded when they did this.

Clarke was infertile. A "useless omega," as many of the people around her growing up had reminded her over the years.

It was why her mother had abandoned her when she was young. Because she realized that her chances of getting some strong alliance with a powerful alpha, by selling her daughter to said alpha, wouldn't work.

Because according to Abby Griffin, Clarke's mother, what alpha would want an omega that couldn't get pregnant?

Clarke had explained this to her mates over and over again. That she couldn't produce children for them.

They had scoffed and assured her that they didn't care. Adoption, according to them, was an option.

Clarke didn't understand her mates sometimes-if not often. But that was what they said.

However, she knew all she had to do was wait.

Wait for it to happen. Wait for her mates to leave her, like her mother had left her, because they got fed up with hoping that suddenly Clarke might become fertile, even though she never would.

Her mates had never told her that they expected Clarke to somehow become fertile, however, Clarke expected it fully. She expected their expectations.

Because that was how people were-alphas, betas, omegas? They all cared about only one thing: reproduction.

An omega was worthless if said omega couldn't get pregnant. An alpha was worthless if said alpha couldn't get someone pregnant.

While Clarke's mates had yet to reject her, she was absolutely positive that it was only a matter of time until they rejected her and sought out a mate that could get pregnant.

In these sort of relationships, a mate was never to leave their respective other.

But Clarke knew there were always exceptions.

Just look at her mother and father.

Abby Griffin had impregnated Jake Griffin, and had Clarke, and yet, Abby had betrayed Jake and allowed him to be killed by a couple of other alphas-Thelonius Jaha and Marcus Kane.

Supposed loving mates could betray each other all the time.

Clarke had been abandoned and she knew it was only a matter of time until she was again.

Still, Clarke's vision turned white and her clit was stimulated mercilessly, as her vaginal walls were stroked by the knot in her and she felt whoever was inside her, cum hard, filling her up.

At last, she learned who was in her, when she heard the groan above her, recognizing Wanda's voice.

Wanda slowly pulled out of Clarke, cooing to the younger woman that Clarke was such a good girl.

Clarke would have rolled her eyes under the blindfold, if she wasn't so out of it.

She was on her back, her legs tied apart and her arms tied to the sides of the bed, and she gasped when she felt another hard as a rock cock thrust into her, the knot beginning to form quickly.

This time, Clarke was almost positive she had an idea of who was in her.

There were larger hands on her thighs, unlike Wanda's more delicate hands, and the cock inside her was huge. Absolutely huge.

She knew which of her mates had the biggest cock.

Thor.

Clarke groaned as Thor began to ram into her nonstop.

The fucking of the blonde omega's brains out, continued until it was late in the evening.

When at last, Clarke's mates allowed her to be untied and take the blindfold off, they just sat down next to her and stroked her hair and back, providing a glass of water for her and assuring her they'd get some food.

Clarke nodded, but avoided their gaze.

She knew she loved being in this relationship with them. But their relationship was living on borrowed time, and she knew it.

They would leave her eventually, no matter how much they said that they loved her.

That was why, one night, while Clarke was at work, near the bar where she was employed, she found herself drawn to several other alphas.

Several men and women who were laughing together, drinking together-clearly a rowdy bunch.

And Clarke gravitated to that table, unable to stop herself from sitting down next to the nearest woman.

They all turned their attention to her and she smiled at them coyly.

Though Clarke was infertile, she knew that she had the strongest scent that any omega could have, to indicate that she was turned on.

And she knew that these alphas were smelling it now.

"My, my," one of the alpha men said, smirking, "Smells like someone's eager for our knots."

"What are you gonna do about that?" Clarke asked, her eyebrows up.

She heard several chuckles in response.

She learned the names of these other alphas.

Eddie was the one that had just spoken. And the others were Hope, Scott, Peggy, Dottie, Christine, Stephen, Anne and Dan.

Clarke knew what she was doing. If her mates wouldn't break up with her sooner rather than later?

Then she'd rip the band aid off, herself. And the way she would do it? Was by cheating. By making the decision for her mates. Making them so angry that inevitably they'd leave her.

All the better, she told herself.

This was why she led these new alphas to the apartment where Clarke and her mates lived.

She was certain that even if Clarke's mates currently weren't home, all of these alphas knew that Clarke didn't live alone. They could smell it on her, they could smell the scents all over the apartment, not to mention see all the photographs of her and her mates together.

But these alphas said nothing as Clarke closed the apartment door and locked it and led the alphas through an apartment that was covered in Clarke's mates' scents, as was she.

Before Clarke could reach the bedroom with the massive bed, Clarke was grabbed around the waist and pulled hard against a hard chest as she heard Eddie growl into her ear, his large hands going to her breasts, groping them, "You're a naughty, little omega, aren't you? Cheating on your mates."

Clarke moaned at one squeeze that Eddie gave her breasts.

"Maybe we should punish her," Dottie proposed, and though Clarke's eyes weren't open, she could almost picture the grin on Dottie's face.

"Sounds like a good idea," Peggy said, her voice predatory.

Clarke groaned, as Eddie bit her throat and he and the other alphas brought Clarke to the bedroom, throwing her onto the bed, on her stomach, tearing her pants and underwear off.

They spread her legs wide and Eddie unzipped his pants and thrust into Clarke first.

Clarke was already soaked, so, Eddie's cock went in easily.

Besides, given how much Clarke had been fucked by all her alphas-alphas that all had big cocks in some way or other-either extremely long, or extremely thick, or in the case of Thor Odinson, Barney Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Luke Cage, Pietro Maximoff, Frank Castle, Brunnhilde and Hela Odinsdotter-just plain fucking big cocks, her pussy was well stretched.

So, Eddie thrust in extremely easily.

She heard him laugh as he kept his hands on her back, pinning her to the bed as he thrust into her, "Holy shit! That was easy! Fuck, how loose do your mates keep you?!"

Eddie didn't give Clarke time to answer-and it was a rhetorical question, anyway, as Eddie thrust into Clarke harder and harder, panting hungrily.

Clarke moaned was the knot in her became huge.

She wasn't even in heat yet, and she was so wet even before Eddie had entered her.

Eddie came hard almost in no time, deflating and moaning. He pulled out of her and Peggy replaced him, thrusting her larger cock into Clarke, pushing up her long skirt and thrusting the cock right in.

Clarke cried out against the bed, her eyes closing.

Peggy filled her up even more than Eddie.

And Peggy's hungry coos that filled the room, made Clarke even wetter, as Peggy's knot began to form.

Peggy cooed, "All wet and ready for us, aren't you? You want to make your mates jealous, little omega? Fine. But what makes you think that we'll let you go, after your mates get jealous?"

Clarke would have laughed, were that fat cock not rubbing against her clit and vaginal walls, making her eyes roll.

These alphas would leave her immediately, the moment she told them that she was infertile and couldn't give them children.

So, no need for her to be worried about them not letting her go.

The fucking just went on and on.

Dottie fucked Clarke and filled her up with cum next. Then Scott did. Then Hope did. Clarke was startled at how rough and hungry Scott had been. He'd seemed like a very sweet guy. But apparently…..

Hope was as dominant as Clarke had expected.

Then Anne fucked her hard. Then Stephen.

Then Dan.

Then Christine did.

Then the cycle started up again.

This time, Peggy began, pounding into Clarke hungrily.

Clarke, as her eyes rolled up into her head and her vision turned white, she did not hear the front door of the apartment opening up, or closing.

Nor did she hear the footsteps approaching the bedroom door.

The bedroom door opened up, and the sounds of several people entering, at last, reached Clarke's ears.

Peggy halted her fucking of the young blonde, suspending her knotted cock inside Clarke, making Clarke whine.

Then she heard Peggy speaking to whoever had come in. "Oh…..sorry, is this omega taken?" Peggy asked, a laugh in her voice as she gave a suggestive thrust into Clarke, making Clarke moan into the bed. She turned her head to look at the door, though she already knew who would be standing there, looking at her with these nine alphas-with one of those alphas balls deep in her pussy.

There her mates were, all twenty-seven of them standing there, their eyes on Clarke, on her stomach, as Peggy was fully inside of Clarke's cunt.

Author's note

Chapter one of two