We’re in a Contract Marriage, But I’ve Imprinted - Chapter 78

“Hung, Ian….”

Unable to contain herself any longer, she called out his name. He lifted her skirt and slipped his hand between her thighs.

“Ha….”

Ian sighed as he caressed the already wet legs.

“You came?”

“Hu, uh….”

The wetness wasn’t just from pleasure, it was undoubtedly a sign of reaching a climax. His golden eyes sparkled brightly.

Pulling aside her underwear, he inserted his fingers. Gently teasing the swollen bud, Melissa’s upper body leaned forward once again.

He firmly held her hands, preventing her from bending down.

“No.”

“Ahhk….”

“If the baby gets startled because the stomach is pressed, what to do?”

Melissa couldn’t even properly respond to his words. It felt as if her brain was melting. The overwhelming pleasure left her incapacitated, to the point where she couldn’t think. Tears streamed down her face.

The excessive pleasure seemed to make her scared. Melissa called out to Ian with trembling lips.

“Hu-ugh, Ian….”

“Shh, it’s probably because it’s been so long. Nothing to be surprised about.”

While soothing her with affectionate words, he mercilessly tormented her secret place. He teased her swollen bud or tugged at the folds of her sensitive flesh, tormenting her. The Omega’s secret place, untouched for a long time, seemed to exist just for him.

Drenched and slippery, her flesh clung to his fingers. The hand that had tormented her clit was now soaked, it glided smoothly as it gently stimulated the plump folds. The Omega’s moaning came again.

She squirmed, unable to bend forward and struggled to escape his grasp.

Instead of letting go of her hands, he wrapped his arm around her neck, along with the choker he had put on her.

“I told you not to bend, Mel.”

Pulling her back to avoid any pressure on her stomach, he quickly undid the buckle. Although he intended to loosen her because it had been a while, she was already wet enough, making him eager.

“I, Ian. Heuk, the baby….”

Even without proper words, he understood what she wanted to say.

“It’s a stable period, so it’s okay. Don’t worry, Mel. I’ll take it slow.”

“Heup.”

At his words, Melissa twisted her head, tears streaming from her eyes. Ian had never really kept his promises to take things slowly, even if he said he would.

Just a glance seemed to show how inflated his member was. He eagerly unzipped his pants.

Immediately, the robust and throbbing organ sprung out. The reddened tip, coated with liquid, stood proudly, and veins protrude along the shaft.

It felt as if all the blood in his body had flowed to that organ, making it not only hard but almost rigid. Grasping the weapon-like object, he slid it between her milky thighs.

“Hoo, would you grab onto the back of the sofa?”

He effortlessly lifted Melissa’s body and turned her around. She had already grabbed onto the sofa back in front of her without realizing it.

“That’s right. Push your p***y back, okay?”

“Haah, haah….”

Each time he used explicit language, it embarrassed her, but her body responded. The area he referred to as her ‘p***y’ was so tantalizingly stimulating.

As Melissa complied with his demand, she pushed her buttocks backward. Once the position seemed satisfactory, Ian let go of her neck. He moved to a more natural position.

Ian deftly rolled up the cumbersome dress, exposing her buttocks. Bathed in a soft light, her buttocks looked enticingly white and tender, as if brushed with white paint. Beneath the snowy mounds, there were her plump wings.

Ian slid his hand between her thighs, encouraging her to widen them further. He gently explored the opening from bottom to top.

“Hu-ung.”

Even with just that, Melissa let out a moan, unintentionally lifting her buttocks and rounding them. Seizing the moment, Ian, with the tip of his erect member, probed her entrance.

“Haa!”

Although only the tip entered, the sensation traversing his spine made him sigh. Clenching his teeth, he moved delicately, gradually widening the passage. Coming inside after a long time, the walls were tight. But after he withdrew gently, stretching the folds it gave way smoothly.

Unable to restrain her moans, Melissa clutched the backrest he had instructed her to hold, tears and saliva streaming down simultaneously.

Something was off. The pleasure was too overwhelming, it was making her head feel strange.

Something was obviously different. Each time she attempted to figure out what had changed, the tip thrust against the inner walls. She moaned at the sensation of her walls being stretched all over.

“Mel, it’s okay. Try to relax your p***y a bit, huh?”

“N, no.”

If it were to go as he wished, Melissa felt like it would be as intense as to make her feel like dying. Regardless of what Ian said to console her, Melissa didn’t listen. She simply closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and emitted moans of agony.

“Hoo, are you determined to cut my c**k?”

“It’s, not….”

“It’s okay. It must be different seeing a c**k buried in your p***y.”

With a thick, hush tone, Ian’s words prompted Melissa to experience another orgasm.

“Hahk, ha-uht!”

It felt as if her body had malfunctioned, like her vision had gone awry after imprinting on him….

Ah, with an absent thought, Melissa could understand where the current strangeness came from. No matter how much she loved Ian, the love she received from an imprinted Alpha was incomparable.

Drip-.

Her love liquid dripped down along the base of his shaft to the floor. Witnessing the scene in its entirety, Ian felt his patience reaching its limit and uttered a curse.

“…Damn.”

The promise to be gentle vanished from his mind, and with it, he thrust the remaining member forcefully. No Alpha could resist rejecting the lascivious state of their Omega.