We’re in a Contract Marriage, But I’ve Imprinted - Chapter 223

Though he could no longer exchange pheromones as he had in the past, her very presence was enough to make his mind feel like it was melting. The faint trace of her natural scent was intoxicating, leaving him breathless as he licked, nipped, and sucked at her skin.

“Haht!”

“Haa, aah, Mel…”

Every time his hands touched her, Melissa was overwhelmed by waves of pleasure that felt almost unbearable. What Ian didn’t know was that she could feel every bit of his pheromones.

She focused on suppressing her own pheromones and her body that was reacting to them even more sensitively than before.

She didn’t want to reveal her pheromones to him just yet. What she feared most was that his love might have been a trick of pheromones. Despite knowing better, the memory of betrayal had made her fearful.

As Ian cradled her head and face with his large hands, his lips trailed over her skin before he leaned down toward her chest. The once pink, glossy n*pples had darkened and the ar*ola had grown slightly larger after becoming a mother of two. Without hesitation, he took one into the plump red n*pples into his mouth and sucked deeply.

The sensation made Melissa twist her body as her insides felt twitching. But his strong hands gripped her waist firmly and held her still. The wet sounds echoed in both their ears clearly.

Ian cupped her soft breasts in his hands as his lips moved diligently. Her supple flesh quivered under his touch.

He turned his head and buried the soft flesh in his mouth and sucked at the n*pple. Every time his lips touched and fell on the white skin, red traces were scattered like petals.

Not only her chest, but everywhere his lips touched, there were red marks. His lips traveled lower, leaving a trail of red marks across her abdomen. Gradually, he moved further down, pulling her closer to the edge of the bed.

When he reached her hips, he ran his hands over the soft curves of her butt, then spread her legs, which had been pressed tightly together in embarrassment.

“Aht, Ian…”

“Shh. It’s been a long time. I’ll be careful.”

His voice was affectionate but it couldn’t fully mask the hunger and raw need beneath it. Her legs trembled with tension. Ian stroked the inside of her thighs gently, as if to soothe her. Yet his gaze remained fixed on the glistening folds revealed between her legs.

That sacred place, which he had never dared to touch even in his dreams, now lay before him. He stared longingly before leaning closer to explore. His tongue brushed over her outer folds earnestly, before using his hands to part them. The flushed inner flesh and her cli*oris came into view.

“Haa…”

He exhaled deeply with a trembling heart. When his pheromone-covered damp breath reached her, something happened. The pheromone was strange yet familiar as it suddenly burst.

Ian’s body shuddered violently as he was hit by the pheromones all over.

“…What, what is this?”

His mind that had been hazed by his rut suddenly cleared. Faced with an inexplicable situation of the sacred space before him, Ian found himself at a loss.

But the moment passed quickly. As he received the pheromones of the Omega he had imprinted and had longed for so desperately, Ian’s pupils began to dilate.

“Huhp, ha…”

As he greedily seeked the overwhelming pheromones, far more intoxicating than her body, he suddenly buried his face in her.

“Haahng!”

His hot tongue began to flick against her cli*oris madly then delved into the folds of her inner lips before pulling back again. With his both thumbs, he pried apart the entrance. Seizing the opportunity, he angled his head and extended his tongue deeply inside.

The more he explored, the more her sweet liquid flowed out. The rich scent overwhelmed his mind, reminding him of a lush green rose garden. No, it was as if her pheromones were inviting him into an even more grand rose garden.

The gentle and fresh pheromones of the past were long gone, the pheromone gripped not just his body but his heart. It didn’t matter how the scent had changed. What mattered was that these pheromones flowed from Melissa.

“Hahp, hu…”

The wet sounds of his tongue against her flesh were drowned out by his ragged breathing. He inhaled her pheromones deeply. Greedily, he swallowed the liquid that flowed from her, letting it settle deep within his stomach.

With meticulous, relentless attention, his tongue moved across her folds that were spread open with his thumb. While his fingers teased and prodded her inside, he collected every drop of liquid that flowed out.

“Ha-uht, st, stop!”

When she tried to close her legs, his large hands pressed against her soft thighs, leaving red marks as he spread them open again. After a few attempts, he buried himself even deeper that his face practically came so deeply.

Tongue, fingers, nose….he used everything. The more he did this, her body released a flood of fragrant pheromones.

Just the vast and potent pheromones that she had never experienced before alone sent shivers of pleasure through her.

“Ha, haang!”

Even though all he was doing was licking and sucking, she had already reached her climax multiple times. Yet, instead of diminishing, her pleasure seemed to increase with every wave. It rather doubled.

As his tongue rubbed against her cli*oris, her hips bucked, her legs trembled uncontrollably, and tears spilled from her eyes.

She had never anticipated this moment when she first stepped into this room. She had worried about facing the direct hit of a extreme dominant alpha’s pheromones. Yet, to her surprise, she had felt no effects.

In that moment, a fleeting thought crossed her mind:

She would no longer be affected by his pheromones. Does that mean she can finally take control and lead things her way?