Thud.
Lord Mihail practically tossed Chaika down onto the sofa, then immediately climbed over him. Chaika was already gasping for breath, his body overheated and hypersensitive. With every tiny, insignificant touch, his body reacted violently.
“Lord Mihail.”
Chaika called his name, urging him on. Mihail tore Chaika’s shirt open to the side and yanked down his pants and underwear in one rough motion.
“I’m embarrassed.”
Chaika said as he covered his face with both hands. Mihail brushed his hands aside and pushed two fingers into Chaika’s mouth. Then, lowering his head, he swallowed the cock nestled in the golden thicket in one go.
“Hhngh—!”
The moment the slick cavern engulfed him, Chaika’s hips lifted helplessly into the air.
“Ah— ugh— nngh— hhk— ahh.”
Every time Mihail licked, sucked, drew him deep, and teased the indented tip with his tongue, moans spilled from Chaika’s lips. Mihail toyed with him mercilessly—stroking his cock while his fingers inside Chaika’s mouth teased and rubbed his tongue. Saliva spilled from Chaika’s lips, which couldn’t close around the intrusion. Completely consumed by Mihail’s stimulation, Chaika could only buck his hips and cling to the sofa, letting out broken, sobbing moans.
The cloudy liquid beading at the tip of Chaika’s cock was as sweet as his pheromones—practically a natural aphrodisiac. When Mihail swirled his tongue around the smooth head and prodded insistently at the hollow slit, Chaika convulsed.
“Ah— no, don’t! I—I’m… ah— it’s coming, it’s coming—!”
With his hips suspended in midair, Chaika’s body trembled violently before crashing into climax.
Mihail swallowed every last drop and licked his lips. His reason was steadily fading, as if he’d ingested a potent aphrodisiac. Still, he couldn’t let himself act purely on instinct. With the shock of nearly being forcibly taken by a knight still lingering, rough sex was forbidden for Chaika. Instead, the goal was to gently—but deeply—soak his body in pleasure until it was warm and pliant enough to endure knotting during his heat cycle.
Chaika lay limp with exhaustion, panting raggedly. After pressing a deep, lingering kiss to him, Mihail moved down again and lifted Chaika’s thighs. His hips rose into the air, fully exposing his lower body. Chaika tried to cover himself with his hands, but it was useless. The entrance meant to accept Mihail was already slick and glistening with fluid. Slowly, Mihail lowered his head and gently licked it.
“Ah—!”
Chaika cried out sharply.
“Don’t… please don’t.”
Mortified, he even thrashed and struggled, but the legs held firmly in Mihail’s grasp didn’t budge. In the end, Chaika covered his face with both hands and swallowed his moans as his back side was licked.
Just circling with his tongue and giving light, teasing thrusts was enough to make the entrance melt open, thick and pliant. It was almost endearing—like it recognized its owner and welcomed him. Only after thoroughly preparing him did Mihail push in a finger slick with saliva.
“Ah—!”
Chaika twisted his hips at the intrusion, but there was no pain or fear in his moan—only anticipation.
Once the finger was fully inside and began to piston slowly, Chaika’s hips rocked in response. His cock, which had already climaxed once, stiffened again with renewed vigor. Mihail swallowed him into his mouth once more and added a second finger to the entrance. The small hole clenched tightly even around two fingers. As Mihail sucked him off while slowly thrusting both fingers, Chaika moaned helplessly, completely undone.
“Ah— ah— ngh— uhn— ah— Lo— Lord Mihail— ahh—!”
With his heat cycle approaching and his body already sensitive, Mihail’s careful teasing made Chaika feel like he was melting from the inside out.
“I—I can’t… it’s coming again… again—!”
Chaika’s body went rigid as he spasmed, hitting his second climax. Even then, his back side was still being worked relentlessly. Each time three fingers slid in and out, thick fluid spilled out with wet, obscene sounds.
“Lord Mihail… please…”
Chaika clutched Mihail’s arm and begged. When Mihail lifted his head, Chaika hesitated, lips trembling before he whispered with a flushed face.
“…Please put it in now.”
Mihail laughed long and low. Embarrassed by his own words, Chaika covered his face again. Spreading his thighs, Mihail pressed his cock to the thoroughly softened entrance—and unlike before, thrust all the way in at once.
“…Ahh—!!!”
The long, thick cock buried itself to the hilt in a single motion. Chaika’s body stiffened as he trembled violently, but thanks to the long preparation, there was no pain on his face—only overwhelming pleasure.
“…Ah… ahh… ah—…”
With Mihail still fully inside him, Chaika shook uncontrollably, his moans weak and broken. The walls that had swallowed him writhed like a living creature, squeezing and sucking greedily.
Damn it.
Mihail clenched his teeth to keep from climaxing, then began to move—fast and hard. He thrust, ground, and rubbed himself against the spots he remembered drove Chaika wild.
Each time he pulled back and slammed deep again, flesh and fluid collided with loud, wet slaps. When Mihail rotated his hips in a full circle while buried deep, Chaika screamed. His back side clenched instinctively around Mihail, rubbing relentlessly against his most sensitive spots. Chaika’s hands clawed at Mihail’s back, scratching and gripping wildly.
The sound of flesh slapping grew faster and faster. Mihail wrapped Chaika tightly in his arms. Not long after, Chaika’s pupils dilated as he was dragged into an intense climax.
“……!!!!!!!!!!!!”
It was a climax so powerful that no sound could escape. Every muscle in Chaika’s body clenched to its limit, squeezing Mihail as if wringing him dry. Mihail couldn’t endure it any longer. Holding Chaika tightly, he reached his own climax as well.
“……”
“……”
It felt like a massive storm had just passed. The two of them clung to each other, breathing heavily. Despite how brief it had been, it felt as though every ounce of strength had been drained from their bodies. Mihail’s cock was still inside Chaika, and he had no desire to pull out. Chaika seemed to feel the same, lying quietly in his arms, catching his breath.
How long they stayed like that, neither of them knew. When their breathing finally steadied and their overheated bodies began to cool, Mihail lifted Chaika’s chin and kissed him—deep and gentle. It was nothing more than lips meeting, tongues and saliva mingling, yet it felt as though they were sharing their very souls. When the long kiss ended, they rested their foreheads together and gazed into each other’s eyes. Sleepiness slowly crept into Chaika’s exhausted gaze.
“I’m sleepy.”
“Let’s take a nap.”
Mihail said softly as he stroked Chaika’s hair. Chaika nodded and let out a long yawn. The way his nose crinkled as he yawned was unbearably cute. Mihail spread a blanket over them and pulled Chaika close, drifting into a sweet afternoon sleep together.
When he opened his eyes again, crimson sunset light was already seeping in through the window. Chaika lifted only his eyes to look at Mihail, who was holding him. Judging by the way he was calmly reading a book, he’d been awake for quite some time. Mihail owned countless books, yet Chaika had rarely seen him read—still, it seemed he did read after all.
Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, Mihail’s face was strikingly handsome. As a Dominant Alpha, it was only natural. Every time Chaika saw Mihail’s almost inhuman beauty, he couldn’t help but scoff at the irony that among humans, those closest to beasts were often the most beautiful.
Still, beautiful was beautiful. Feeling languid, Chaika leaned against him and admired Mihail’s refined features. The lips that had so lewdly and shamelessly pleasured his cock earlier now looked impeccably neat, as though nothing had happened.
Even though Mihail was clearly suppressing it, Chaika could still sense his pheromones. Instinctively, something deep inside him throbbed. Once a body had tasted the pleasure of sex, it reacted sensitively not only to Mihail’s pheromones, but also to his appearance and his voice. With his heat cycle approaching, just thinking about Mihail made his body warm naturally, his back side growing wet.
Rather than feeling ashamed of his reaction, Chaika honestly acknowledged his desire. After all, he had come here to bear Mihail’s child. Sex with him was the most crucial part of the plan.
Flip.
A page turned. Chaika shifted his gaze to sneak a look at the book Mihail was reading. The pages were densely filled with difficult archaic language. Though Mihail usually lived a life of leisure, he possessed all the fundamental education expected of royalty.
The gray eyes that had been fixed on the book suddenly turned to Chaika. When their eyes met, Chaika smiled shyly. Without a word, Mihail stroked Chaika’s head. His touch was gentle, almost tender.
“Hungry?”
“I’m not.”
Chaika shook his head and pulled the blanket up to his chin, rubbing his face against Mihail’s chest.
“I don’t want to get up.”
It was true. His whole body felt pleasantly melted after their earlier sex, and he didn’t even want to move a finger. Wrapped in the scent of books beneath the orange glow of sunset, he felt oddly content. More than anything, Mihail’s arms were exceptionally warm and comfortable.
“Then sleep a little longer.”
Mihail murmured, pressing a kiss to the crown of Chaika’s head before returning his gaze to the book. The spot his lips had touched tingled and buzzed. As if to hide his expression, Chaika quickly closed his eyes.
