We're in a Contract Marriage, But I've Imprinted - Chapter 52
Ian’s words made me remember Pedro, who I met at the square.
It may be an alpha’s pheromones, but it would be as insignificant as a drop of water dripping from a tightly closed faucet. It was lighter than my own pheromones, so I hadn’t paid much attention to it. I thought it would disappear on its own over time.
“We just met by chance.”
“Why would an omega easily believe an alpha even after suffering like that?”
“It shouldn’t be enough if you become wary and stay away from them. Why are you still yearning for love until the end?”
As I looked up at his gold eyes that were gradually loosening, I could only purse my lips. My heart felt so tight that I couldn’t even breathe properly.
I had hidden my feelings for him, how could he find out? Perhaps he thought I was unscrupulous?
During the moment of confusion where I couldn’t say anything, I saw madness was slowly rising within his hazy golden eyes.
Goosebumps ran up my spine and my body started reacting on its own.
At the same time, his pheromones, which had been spreading violently, began to pour out towards me all at once. This felt like the beginning of the familiar heat period, but it was very different from usual.
His pheromones airways felt too heavy even when I was excited after taking the inducer. It was almost impossible to receive the pheromones that flowed out even more excessively with my whole body. Especially now when it was not in the middle of a heat.
My mouth opened wide to breathe in his dense pheromones. Regardless of my will, saliva was starting to pool. Refusing to listen to me and instead reacting to his pheromones, my body had changed in the course of just a few seconds.
My body felt joy, contrary to my regret that I had to shake off his hand and leave the annex.
It was a great pleasure for me that the alpha I had harbored in my heart had revealed his desires for me.
His large hand grabbed the back of my head and at the same time my body was dragged up. My red-hot lips were swept away in his rut as he began licking them voraciously.
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After Ian noticed something wrong with his body, he immediately started looking for the cause. He had to prove that he wasn’t stupid enough to not be able to manage his rut.
Then he remembered the moment when he drank tea with Monica alone. After leaving for a while because of an aide who came in a hurry, Monica brought out an absurd remark to him about the cold tea.
Saying that drinking cold tea is in fashion these days, she suggested that he try the cold tea. At the time, he had only taken it lightly.
Because Monica has been saying weird things from time to time.
Thinking of the upcoming dinner, he gulped down the remaining tea.
There is no physical evidence, believing it was almost certain, his heart was relieved. There was nothing more foolish than not knowing the cause.
He was thirsty. It was similar to when he took the inducer, but the difference was the fact that his lust was growing excessively and quickly.
He rolled his tongue inside his parched mouth. He was wondering how to catch and ravage the omega that gave off the faint, yet delicious pheromones in front of him.
The small, embarrassed-looking face came into his eyes. He liked the way she looked up with her big eyes wide open. Yet at that moment, a very faint but different alpha’s pheromones reached his nose.
His eyes seemed to overturn for a moment, feeling another alpha’s pheromones emanating from an ambiguous place, whether it was her fingertips or wrist. He took her thin hand and looked for the place where the pheromones were emanating.
The pheromones emitted from her fingertips, not her wrist. These were pheromones that he was familiar with. Ian felt his heart pounding heavier when he realized that it was Pedro’s pheromones. He had disappeared after staying for a short moment during the day.
He did not care about betas, but it was another matter with alphas.
Betas couldn’t interfere with their contract-bound relationship, but an alpha could.
Any alpha would be able to force an imprint and take away his omega.
He couldn’t even properly understand what he was talking about. But after he uttered these words, he wondered what had frightened her as he saw her purple, worried eyes filled with fear.
He wanted to tell her not to worry about anything, but he couldn’t.
He couldn’t keep his mind sane any longer. Every time he opened his mouth, pheromones seemed to leak out instead of words.
Then, all of a sudden, a thought crossed his mind.
‘Why should I put up with my omega?’
As soon as he found the answer, he completely released the pheromones he had been holding back. When he let go of what had always been cramped, he felt an indescribable sense of refreshment.
For a while, his member felt stuffed with the desire that was completely filled with pheromones. It was stuffy, he wanted to take it out. With just a one-track mind, he hurriedly loosened the buckle.
And he pulled her hand and placed it atop his member. He dared to place her fingers, which were coated with other alpha pheromones, upon where his thickest pheromones came from.
He gripped the small, round back of her head and greedily sucked her thick lips. Her little mouth opened wide to match him amongst gasps. Her trembling white hand moved clumsily.
Even though they had already spent several nights together, she always acted like it was her first night.
Of course, it wasn’t that he hated it.
Yes, I hope you always yearn for it like it’s the first time. I hope you fall into it as if you only know me.
In order to find Melissa’s pheromones, which were almost crushed by his pheromones, he attacked the inside of her mouth.
He rubbed the roof of her mouth, then evenly swept her gums and between her teeth.
As he swallowed her pheromone-filled saliva, he lathered Melissa’s pheromones on his body. As he lowered his hand that was wrapped around her head, the choker she was wearing around her neck caught on his fingers.
He did not know that it was a magic tool that could trap even a small amount of pheromones. It’s a keepsake left by her mother, so he felt sympathetic. He rationalized it in many words and moved on.
He knew everything, but strangely, he couldn’t control his urges today. That piece of cloth became very annoying.
“This damn choker…”
So he ripped off the choker, despite knowing it was precious to her. Without knowing where this feeling came from.
The torn choker was tossed on the floor. Then Melissa shuddered and tried to separate himself from him.
“Hiiic, Mo, Moomm…”
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