We're in a Contract Marriage, But I've Imprinted - Chapter 68
Melissa tried to escape his grasp as she heard the explicit sounds coming from below, but she couldn’t. With her thighs tightly gripped by him, all she could do was move her upper body.
Melissa cried out and begged as his hot tongue once again touched her sensitive and painfully hot cl*toris.
“Please, please stop… Aah, Ian. Please…”
It sounded so heartbreaking that Ian had no choice but to stop. He wanted to devour more but he raised his upper body, unable to hide how much he felt that it was a shame.
He wanted to put it in, but he doesn’t think that’s allowed…
As he looked dazedly at Melissa in regret, her small mouth covered in saliva caught his eye.
The purple eyes that had been staring into the sky shook and then turned to him at his call. The corners of his mouth rose in awe as her gaze was firmly fixed on him.
The fact that she loved him so much stood out.
“Would you like to eat it too?”
As he spoke, Ian showed the manhood he had in his hand. As if it was about to burst, the veins stood out ferociously and the glans turned bright red. But there, his pheromones were so incredibly strong that Melissa nodded her head slowly.
She couldn’t take her eyes off Ian, who was soaked with her love liquid. Drops of water dripped down his slim jawline. His shirt was wet, exposing his muscles.
Even the sight of him brushing his wet hair with an indifferent expression was so cool, and she was so embarrassed that she was the one who made him wet.
Ian stood up, stopping Melissa, who was trying to raise her upper body. His member bounced and shook with it.
He approached Melissa’s bedside, his eyes widening as if he had seen something funny.
“I don’t think you should bend over…”
As he said that, he covered her small face with both hands. Her body trembled unknowingly at the sensation of the sticky fluid sticking to her face.
Ian turned her face at an angle in fascination and then tapped her lips. Then Melissa opened her mouth.
“Will you swallow just the front part?”
When the alpha made a request in an extremely sweet voice, the omega simply did as she was told. After licking the opening where the pale fluid was dripping out, she swallowed his tip as if sucking on a candy. A thick moan came from above.
Despite not being able to concentrate in her hot mouth, Ian placed one knee on Melissa’s bed to avoid straining her. His veiny hand gripped the head of the bed tightly while the other hand cupped her cheek.
He moved his waist, gently inserting and withdrawing only his tip.
Melissa couldn’t use any skills, but she wanted the alpha’s pheromones more than anyone else, so she dug her tongue into the opening without hesitation.
Hoping for him to hurry up and pour the liquid full of pheromones into her mouth.
Without taking her eyes off Ian, Melissa eagerly licked and sucked on his tip. Ian grabbed the headboard of the bed with force, and stroked the shaft of his member with his other hand.
He found how pleasuring himself, with his member in his omega’s mouth, both hilariously ironic and disgusting. He felt like he knew what it was like to feel like his eyes had overturned.
It’s insanely adorable that the omega doesn’t miss his tip even though she’s panting with a red face. Melissa, who was craving his pheromones, looked so pretty that he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
It was impossible for him to judge properly in the current situation whether he was looking at her rationally or wanting to have her based on his instincts.
He felt like swearing even harsher. He wanted to say harsh words without hesitation. He wanted to completely confine her under his control and prevent her from seeing anyone or anything else but him.
He only wanted to dominate and teach her to stop seeing and feeling.
But he couldn’t get the emotions that were tightly packed inside him out into his mouth. Because the things he had learned for a long time were tightly blocking it.
Instead, he spewed what he had been holding in into her mouth.
He quickly rubbed his pillar and grabbed her light green hair while ejaculating thickly. As if he wouldn’t let her go unless she swallowed all of him.
He tightly held the omega and squeezed and fed her semen until the very end. Unable to take his eyes off the blurry purple eyes, he slowly shook his hips.
After spitting out the glans as if she had eaten a candy, Melissa wrapped her hands around his pillar and kissed the glans with her lips.
At that, Ian’s eyes rolled back again, and the two took off their cumbersome clothes and clumped together again. They licked and sucked each other’s secret parts as if they were going to do everything under the sun except insertion.
At first glance, it came to mind. It feels like animals are mating.
A vulgar expression comparing alpha and omega, who had run away from reason, to animals suddenly passed through the mind.
But it was only for a moment and they were busy lusting after each other. Did it matter what this was called? What matters was that they were together now.
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It had already been five months since I became pregnant. Autumn leaves were slowly starting to change color throughout the once green garden. Although I was still having a hard time due to morning sickness, I managed to find things that suited me and was able to live relatively comfortably, receiving plenty of pheromones from my alpha who visited me every day.
I didn’t even take a single step out of the mansion, as Ian requested. It was to reassure him as he was becoming more sensitive to my safety as time passed.
Sometimes I thought of the strawberry ice cream I had at the square, but I tried to ignore it and just put the raspberry in my mouth. If only I could receive his love, I wouldn’t have to eat that kind of ice cream for the rest of my life.
I was sitting in a rocking chair in the corner of the bedroom, reading a thick book. It was a book related to parenting that Nicola bought for me.
Of course, noble families wouldn’t need a nanny, but I couldn’t help but read it. There is no guarantee that the child born will be an alpha.
Just like Mother, I also didn’t know what the future would hold if I ever gave birth to an omega. In order to hide my anxiety from Ian, I made sure to read this book only when he wasn’t visiting.
In the quiet room, the only sound was the sound of the pages of a book turning. While I was spending time sitting in a comfortable rocking chair, I was struck with a sudden premonition, and I got up. After hiding the book inside the dressing room, I headed straight to the balcony.
I leaned on the railing in a familiar position and checked below. The green roses that were in full bloom in midsummer all withered and disappeared. Ian appeared in that space where only green leaves remained. I felt strange seeing him come faster than usual.
Recently, it seemed like I could feel his presence. As he got closer to my villa, his pheromones seemed to be drawing me in. I looked down at him blankly, and again today, he raised his head first and met my eyes.