We’re in a Contract Marriage, But I’ve Imprinted - Chapter 120

“Yes, I only heard about it from the midwife.”

“What do you need to do to feel better?”

“…”

Although she spoke as if she could handle it herself, she fell silent. Ian’s curiosity grew at her reaction.

“Is there a special method?”

“…It’s just a simple procedure.”

“I’ll help you.”

Ian’s matter-of-fact tone made Melissa look at him in surprise before she quickly turned away. The exposed part of her neck turned a deep red, resembling a ripe fruit.

“….I can do it on my own.”

“Isn’t this the first time you’ve experienced this?”

“But I heard it’s simple.”

“Just tell me. How are you supposed to do it on your own? You don’t even have the strength right now.”

Ian’s insistence left Melissa flustered. How could she explain that she needed to massage her breasts to relieve the engorgement?

“Uht.”

Even a slight movement caused unbearable pain. Melissa tried to get out of bed.

Clink.

The familiar sound of chains reminded her of her current state. Ian spoke calmly.

“Oh, I had to step out for a moment and locked it.”

He glanced at her slender ankle caught in the shackle, then slowly met her eyes, his voice slightly roughened.

“Good thing I did.”

“…”

Ian had considered not using the shackle anymore. With the birth of their alpha heir and the need for Melissa to move around with the baby, it seemed better to remove it. Although he hadn’t acted on it yet, he had decided to stop using it for various reasons.

But he couldn’t leave his omega vulnerable, especially when she was still recovering. Every time he stepped out, he felt the need to ensure her safety with the shackle.

Rationalizing his actions, he thought. She doesn’t mind, so it should be fine.

“So, what do you need to do?”

He tilted his head slightly and trapped her with his arms, asking with a gaze that seemed almost predatory.

Melissa blushed deeply, feeling cornered, and tried to inch away. But she didn’t get far before the chain attached to her shackle pulled taut. Ian smirked slightly as he climbed onto the bed and approached her.

“Hmm, I think I have an idea.”

“Ho, how?”

“It’s simple. If it’s been building up inside, that’s why it hurts, right? So, we need to relieve it.”

“….?”

Melissa couldn’t argue with his logic. His explanation was spot on.

Embarrassed, she tried to escape, but Ian pulled on the chain, drawing her back. With Melissa now beneath him, Ian swiftly undid the front of her nightgown.

Her swollen breasts, red and painful from engorgement, spilled out.

“Definitely looks different.”

He murmured softly, instinctively lowering his face to her erect nipple. If the milk had built up, he needed to release it. He began to suck strongly, drawing the warm liquid into his mouth.

As he swallowed, the scent of her pheromones filled his senses.

“Hu-uht!”

“…Ha.”

The intense aroma of her pheromones surged through him, filling him with desire. Even though he knew he shouldn’t, he couldn’t help but continue. He sucked on her breast again, greedily drinking the milk that was rich in his omega’s pheromones.

Once, twice, three times…

His hands gripped her swollen breasts as he sucked urgently. Finally, the milk started to flow freely.

“Hu, I think that’s enough…”

Melissa pushed against his shoulder, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he lightly nipped her nipple in reprimand.

“Ha-ang!”

Her hips arched involuntarily. The pheromones he exuded were making her feel hot and flustered. While the pain of her milk ducts clearing was intense, the slight pleasure that followed built up until she was soaking wet between her legs.

Since giving birth to Diers, she had been completely focused on the baby. Neither of them had experienced a heat cycle until now. Melissa being a recessive omega made sense, but it was surprising that even Ian, an extremely dominant, hadn’t gone into heat.

However, now that the barrier had been broken for some unknown reason, his pheromones were surging uncontrollably.

“Seems like you’re feeling better now.”

Ian felt the dizzy feeling of his head spinning as he gulped down the overflowing milk. The familiar feeling of an impending heat.

He was taken aback as he didn’t expect his heat to come so suddenly. But he couldn’t tear his mind away from the tantalizing scent of his omega’s pheromones.

“Haa, Mel.”

With every breath he took, his pheromones clung to her skin. Melissa shivered under the intensifying presence of his alpha pheromones. The dense scent of an extremely dominant alpha was overwhelming.

“Hick!”

Her hips bucked again. He hadn’t done much, but she was pushed into a forced climax. Her negligee and the bedding were soaked with her fluids, and milk spurted from her breast without him even sucking on it.

“Ha.”

Ian was hit in the face with the milk. He licked it off with a long swipe of his tongue. Running his hand through his hair, he ripped off his shirt and then tore her negligee.

Ian’s mind was foggy with heat that seemed to melt his brain. He was overwhelmed that any rational thoughts about getting the doctor or something for his omega to eat was overshadowed.