We’re in a Contract Marriage, But I’ve Imprinted - Chapter 77

As Melissa lifted the choker, the earrings hidden beneath caught her eye. Just like earlier, everything was ordered as a set.

“Pfft.”

Ian, noticing Melissa suddenly bursting into laughter, awkwardly asked with an unusual tone.

“You don’t like it?”

He had given Monica gifts several times, but most of them were birthday presents, and he had never prepared one himself. He would just mention it to Henry, and then Henry would take care of it on his own.

It was the first time he had chosen and ordered a gift himself, so Ian, who secretly anticipated her reaction, swept his chin with a puzzled face.

“No way.”

Melissa quickly replied to his question. How could she not like it? Even if he picked up something from the street and handed it to her, she would be happy to receive it.

However, she was genuinely happy because it was something made for her, obviously intended for her. She looked up at Ian with a bright smile.

“Please put it on me.”

Melissa held out the choker she was holding in her hand. After a moment of hesitation, Ian accepted the choker.

“Can you try lifting your hair for a moment?”

“Yes.”

Holding her hair with one hand, she slightly turned her back. Ian, unable to take his eyes off her delicate and graceful neck, gently fastened the choker. He carefully hooked the small hoop while breathing heavily.

Pheromones were emanating from her nape near the pheromone gland. The desire to just bite and mark her was strong.

But the reason he made this choker in the first place was to control himself. After meeting Marquis Ovando, he had fallen into deep contemplation. Along with the Alpha’s imprint, he wished that the Omega would not imprint.

Thanks to his mother, whom he had seen since childhood, he realized that imprinting itself was not a good thing. Regardless of being an Omega or Alpha. So, he had attached it to the contract.

However, sometimes he couldn’t resist the urge to forcibly imprint on her. So he had created a control device for himself and for her.

The material seemed soft at first glance but was made to be impenetrable. It was a magical item he had specifically requested from Pedro when asking for the choker to be repaired. While her mother’s choker had a magic spell to conceal pheromones, he had created a sturdy choker that could not only resist sharp fangs but also metal.

“How does it look?”

As he fastened the choker, Melissa tilted her head slightly and asked while looking at Ian. He too felt proud looking at her lips that curled upward signaling her mood.

Ian had fastened the choker, but unlike before, he lowered his lips over the choker, sniffing the pheromones emanating from it. Embracing her trembling round shoulders, he whispered.

“It suits you well, Mel.”

There was no way his Omega, wearing something he made, wouldn’t be beautiful.

Ian also personally placed the earrings. Each time he put them on her ears one by one, he didn’t forget to tease her earlobes with the tip of his tongue.

Every time he touched them, the Omega’s rich pheromones burst out like juice.

With eyes full of desire, he explored her reddened earlobes and hair held by her fingertips. Covered by clothes and the choker, only a glimpse of the skin was visible, but he carefully traced every inch.

“Haa, Mel.”

The slightly lowered voice penetrated her earlobes and echoed in her eardrums. Just that made her bottom wet. Occasionally, or rather quite often, they satisfied their desires by caressing each other, but that was all.

“Keep your hands up.”

He lifted Melissa’s remaining arm and made her hold her own hair. Slowly, his fingertips traced from the raised elbow to the stretched back, then he untied the dress knots on her back. Each time the knots made of fabric were loosened, it made a sound.

“Young Lord… This is the reception room.”

It was a spacious reception room on the first floor where maids could enter anytime. Ignoring her words, Ian continued to untie the dress knots. Having untied all the way to the undergarments covering her chest, Ian leaned in and pressed his lips against her fair skin.

“Hu-uht.”

Kissing along her spine with care, he slid his hands inside and cupped her delicious breasts.

“Uuhng…”

“Haa, your pheromones have gotten stronger.”

He had heard that when an Omega becomes pregnant, pheromones temporarily increase. Melissa’s sweet and fresh scent, which used to be just ticklish before pregnancy, now flowed strongly, making him feel good. Ian’s hands were active, unlike the languid mood.

He diligently massaged the creamy flesh, squeezing the protruding nipples firmly. Using his index finger to press the nipples and lifting the breast upwards, he gripped it tightly.

“Ah!”

Just that alone made Melissa explode in ecstasy, trembling uncontrollably. Even though she was only teased by his fingertips, her mind was already melting into a mush.

Melissa felt strange at the unusually intense pleasure compared to before. The electrifying sensation, as if sparks were flying just from his breath clinging to her skin, shook her mind.

Was it because of the intimate contact she hadn’t experienced in a long time, or was it something else entirely….

“Haht!”

Ian swallowed the small earring he had put on along with the small earlobe. His hot lips and firm tongue tormented her earlobe and ear canal, pulling on the nipple as if pinching it.

Just that made Melissa soak her underwear completely. The slick liquid not only wet the thin fabric but also trickled down her thighs. Melissa, who wanted to hide her lower parts due to embarrassment, tried to bend her upper body and lower her arms, but she couldn’t.

Ian, as if sensing her thoughts, tightly grabbed her wrist as she held onto her hair.

“Don’t bend your upper body. It’ll press on your stomach.”

He said affectionately, but his voice was thick with arousal. Melissa wasn’t the only one on the verge of losing control due to excitement. Ian felt like his member would burst just from the reactions of the Omega he touched. Even though he hadn’t touched her, her underwear was already damp.

He was grateful to Marquis Ovando, who kindly gave information in advance. Even if she was pregnant, if she had entered the stable period, it meant he could insert it inside her.

The thought of savoring his Omega’s inside after a long time filled him with excitement.