We're in a Contract Marriage, But I've Imprinted - Chapter 55
It was a position where he could feel the omega with his whole body, but it was regrettable, so Ian released her, who had been perfectly trapped under him.
As he raised his upper body, her slender legs fell down helplessly.
Looking at Melissa shedding tears while gasping for breath, Ian lightly turned her while holding her waist and one leg in a familiar gesture.
She could never get used to the sensation of her body turning while taking him in. A sharp pleasure gnawed down her back as his pillar that filled her up completely skimmed all over the inner walls.
Melissa’s body became as sensitive as it could, and with that alone, she gripped the bedding tightly with both hands.
With his two large hands holding her buttocks, she cried out at the feeling of her lower body being lifted.
“Ha, how strong, those cries.”
Slam, slam, slam— Melissa wasn’t the only one who was set free with the changed position. Ian also moved faster than before.
Moving his waist promiscuously, he skillfully touched on the place where she reacted sharply. Every time that happened, an embarrassingly loud moan erupted from between Melissa’s lips.
“Huu, cry some more.”
Ian’s head was getting more filled with heat. The omega who was feeling his member till her body collapsed was so lovely that he was going crazy.
Could he think about nothing and give up his reason?
Why was his rationality screaming to hate this lovely omega?
Who the hell? Why?
His brain, which was boiling with his rut, was unable to think properly. He stooped down his body like an animal with hazy eyes. Every time he thrusted in, fluids would splash on his thighs. He thrusted hard enough that it felt hot, and the liquid splattered around him.
Melissa let out a sharp moan as her uterus was impaled with his tip. Her trembling upper body was thrown forward.
He pressed her back tightly. Then, pressing down on her weak wrists, he thrust himself mercilessly.
Every time he pressed on her, Melissa’s body trembled and sometimes twisted greatly. She even wriggled like trying to escape, so he bit her round earlobes.
“Aahh, I-Ian! Aaht!”
A great feeling of pleasure ran through his back. Ian was also reaching his climax. The splattering sound was loud as he swung his hips even more frantically.
Thick veins sprouted one after another on his neck, forearms, and forehead. The gesture that signaled his end was rough and ferocious.
With a roaring beastly cry, he positioned himself against Melissa’s uterus and blasted his seed violently into her.
Feeling the hot s*men pouring in, Melissa’s vision grew dark. Even though it was something she went through every time she was in heat, she couldn’t quite get used to it.
The mystical experience with her breath choking and being trapped in his pheromones, was addictive. Her thoughts about getting worried about the unscheduled rut cycle were completely volatilized.
She thought it would be nice if time stopped like this. Engulfed in pleasure, she lifted her hips to receive the alpha’s seed deeper. Her upper body flattened even more against him, hoping that it reached the depths of her body safely.
Ian watched her move. It was so lovely that he pressed against her waist like he was going to ram in the pillar that was already put all the way in an indescribably ecstatic sensation.
At that moment, an unfamiliar reaction erupted.
They had several mating periods together, but this was the first.
Ian, who was still c*mming, and Melissa, who was holding her breath to receive his seed, were taken aback by the unfamiliar feeling.
“I-Ian… What is this, ha-ack!
She felt her own inner walls expanding. She was still filled with his hot seed, but his flesh was gradually increasing in size.
The surprise made her instinctively try to get away, but Ian was faster. He reached out and grabbed her by the neck.
He acted mercilessly to his omega for daring to break free from his embrace.
“Ugh, nnh, it, it hurts…“
“Shh, it’s okay.”
“My insides feel strange…”
“Good girl. It’s nothing.”
He raised his eyes fiercely, but his voice was kind enough to appease the omega. Clutching the back of her neck, the omega’s lifeline, his pupils started to quiver.
At the moment when an alpha would start knotting, no one could possibly interfere. He barely caught the quilt in his fist and spread it wide to cover them.
The quilt had virtually no effect, but as the space surrounding the two seemed to become narrower, it gave off a cozy feeling. As the density of pheromones increased, Melissa’s cries began to diminish.
On the contrary, Ian was overcome by instinct. His gaze was fixed on her unobstructed white neck. If he removed his hand and bit off the nape of her neck where the choker had disappeared, this petite omega would be completely his own.
Since their pheromones were perfectly open enough that he had knotted, just biting the nape of this omega’s nape would force an imprint.
Tempting. It was oh so tempting.
Leaning over and bringing his teeth over her skin was so very simple.
Swept by obsession, Ian lowered his head. The closer he got to her, the faster he felt her pulse beating in the white neck he was holding.
The place where he felt her life strongly, the place where the pheromone springs were hiding, and the urge to leave thick marks on the back of her neck, which only he knew was faintly scarred, went out of control.
The moment he put his lips on the nape of her neck with his eyes fully open, a sob echoed from below.
Melissa wept as she wrapped her swollen stomach. The alpha’s member, which had completely sealed her entrance, was constantly inflating and spewing his seed even now.
Hurt and afraid, she sought out her mother, not the alpha who was pressing down on her body.
The focus returned to Ian’s eyes as he saw Melissa trembling and panting. However, his lips didn’t seem to want to leave, so he bit the inside of his mouth to overcome the strong urge.
As the metallic taste spread, he managed to come to his back senses, even just a bit.