Chapter 61
Omega conception wasn’t limited to their heat cycle. While the chances of implantation were higher on that day, their fertile period lasted 365 days. This meant that, excluding the day Tae-geon had penetrated Hyeon-woo’s hole, the possibility of that place holding another alpha’s semen was endless.
…Shit.
Even if I were dumped in a sewer, I don’t think I’d feel any dirtier.
For some reason, he was hiding the existence of that alpha from me.
Why? Is he afraid of being harmed by me?
Don’t worry, I’ll find that bastard you’re trying to protect.
Tae-geon looked down at Hyeon-woo, his eyes burning with anger. From the moment he sensed Hyeon-woo’s scent, he couldn’t control his raging lower body. His hungry instincts keenly recognized the return of the one who had plunged him into the abyss of lust.
I won’t let him go again.
Tae-geon knew well that, now that Hyeon-woo had discovered K’s true identity, they couldn’t return to their previous relationship.
The past relationship they had desperately protected, struggling not to destroy each other, was now shattered.
Good riddance.
Hyeon-woo’s upcoming heat cycle. And rut.
A physically intertwined relationship didn’t seem so bad.
This time, I’ll make sure he’s a body that can only be satisfied by me, so he can’t carelessly play with that filthy back door again.
He roughly grabbed Hyeon-woo’s hair, pulling him forward towards his erect dick, which throbbed insistently. Hyeon-woo struggled, resisting being pulled closer. Even though Tae-geon showered him with intense pheromones, Hyeon-woo’s reaction was underwhelming. He would have been writhing in ecstasy before.
Is it true that there’s a child growing inside him?
“Why does that loose mouth refuse my dick?”
“…….”
“Suck it. Use your whole throat.”
“No.”
Hyeon-woo glared at Tae-geon with fire in his eyes. Tae-geon chuckled lowly.
“Ha ha, you don’t have the right to refuse.”
Tae-geon slowly caressed Hyeon-woo’s cheek.
“It seems you still don’t understand the situation.”
“…….”
“You’re a body sold to me in exchange for a debt.”
*
‘Suck it. Use your whole throat.’
‘Suck it properly. Don’t hesitate.’
The alpha who had given him Morphol and Tae-geon’s voices overlapped in his mind. Both only cared about satisfying their filthy desires in exchange for conditions Hyeon-woo couldn’t refuse.
…They’re the same. What’s the difference between that alpha and you?
How could you, to me…
Hyeon-woo’s gaze, which had been fixed on Tae-geon, fell weakly to the floor.
…Are you really Tae-geon?
The one I loved?
“…I don’t know…”
“…….”
“…I don’t… know.”
“What, ugh!”
Tae-geon couldn’t continue his sentence because of Hyeon-woo swallowing him. The moment Hyeon-woo’s tongue touched the tip of his glans, an overwhelming climax surged through him, causing him to cum instantly. Seeing Hyeon-woo try to spit out the semen that had poured into his mouth, Tae-geon, his pride wounded, grabbed his small head, forcing his neck back to make him swallow it.
“…Cough! Gack!”
A strained sound escaped Hyeon-woo’s throat as the semen forcefully went down. Only after confirming that everything in his mouth had gone down his esophagus, did Tae-geon release his grip.
“Cough, cough…!”
Hyeon-woo collapsed sideways, coughing violently like a tuberculosis patient. Tae-geon’s cold eyes showed no trace of sympathy as he watched him.
Tae-geon grabbed Hyeon-woo by the scruff of his neck and sat him up, ordering in a low voice.
“Open your mouth.”
Even after cumming once, Tae-geon’s dick still stood defiantly, pointing towards the sky. He forcefully squeezed Hyeon-woo’s cheeks with one hand, forcing his mouth open. Tae-geon shoved his dick into the red cavern of Hyeon-woo’s mouth and slowly resumed his thrusting.
The skin around Hyeon-woo’s mouth, stretched to its limit by the extraordinary thickness, was as thin as scales, about to tear. Every time the hard, weapon-like dick pierced the delicate mucous membrane inside his cheek, Hyeon-woo’s cheek bulged and deflated, following the outline of the dick. Tae-geon’s thrusts suddenly quickened as he stroked Hyeon-woo’s swollen cheek with his finger.
“Ugh…!”
Hyeon-woo’s face was contorted in distress from the difficulty breathing. Physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. Tae-geon’s lower abdomen tightened at the sight of him glaring with his wet eyes.
He showed that face to other alphas, didn’t he?
A red flush rose under Tae-geon’s eyes as he stared at Hyeon-woo. There wasn’t a single part of Hyeon-woo’s wet, hot mouth—the soft, delicate mucous membrane, the rough tongue, the bumpy palate—that wasn’t satisfying.
Tae-geon grabbed Hyeon-woo’s hair and relentlessly pounded him, savoring the ecstasy Hyeon-woo provided. Every time his glans slammed against the roof of his mouth, Hyeon-woo’s throat reflexively gagged, tightening around his dick in a tantalizing way.
“…Haah.”
A satisfied sigh escaped Tae-geon’s lips.
“Ugh… Gack.”
Hyeon-woo’s face turned red, as if he were about to suffocate, making terrible moans from his throat. His arms flailed in the air before desperately grabbing Tae-geon’s thighs. Hyeon-woo’s sharp nails dug into his skin, but it only served as sexual stimulation.
I should have fucked him like this a long time ago.
Before other alphas got to his top and bottom holes first.
Ignoring Hyeon-woo’s suffering, Tae-geon continued his merciless thrusting, more violently than before. The milky white fluid that had accumulated in Hyeon-woo’s mouth splattered out—half into his throat, half out of his mouth—due to the violent thrusts.
“Ugh… Gack…!”
“Haah…”
Despite his heavy breathing, Tae-geon’s eyes were colder than ever.
What was I waiting for, for Hyeon-woo? While I acted like a fool, trying not to defile Hyeon-woo’s sacred space, which was my only solace, everything was taken from me. While cherishing him so much, I had nothing left.
There was a time when I had everything of Hyeon-woo’s.
A time when his mind and heart were filled only with me.
He was infuriating, emptying himself without permission and then saying he would leave.
…Never see each other again?
Who decides that?
Tae-geon pulled out his dick from Hyeon-woo’s throat and suddenly ejaculated on his face. Even though it was his second cum, the semen, which hadn’t been released for months, maintained its sticky viscosity, covering Hyeon-woo’s face.
“…Cough, cough!!”
Tae-geon stared blankly at Hyeon-woo, coughing while wiping the ejaculate he had just released from his face. The sticky semen flowed down his face like dough, following the outline of his neat features, forming a thick drop at the tip of his chin before leaving a viscous trail as it fell to the floor.
Hyeon-woo’s coughing gradually subsided, and anger and annoyance appeared on his face. Frowning deeply, Hyeon-woo slowly raised his eyelids, which had been closed. Tae-geon’s semen was stuck to his eyelashes, making it difficult to open his eyes. Tae-geon reached out and roughly smeared it across Hyeon-woo’s face, a violent gesture.
What use is the past? The only important thing was that I finally had him in my hands.
A vulgar body.
I’ll treat him vulgarly.
Thinking that way, I felt relieved. I felt like I didn’t need to feel any guilt or remorse for taking and abusing Hyeon-woo as much as I desired.
Moreover, don’t we even have the same heat cycles?
Hyeon-woo needed an alpha’s body as much as I needed him.
Let’s help each other out.
Just imagining myself embracing Hyeon-woo and tangling with him messily sent shivers down my spine. Looking down at Hyeon-woo, drenched in his semen and pheromones, Tae-geon smiled wryly.
*
After putting Hyeon-woo in the passenger seat, he immediately started the engine. It was the same black sedan Hyeon-woo had seen in front of the tutoring center.
‘Then who brought Jihye here? Aunt? Uncle?’
‘Hmm~ No one.’
‘Then who?’
‘…A really, really handsome oppa! This tall.’
It felt like he’d been hit on the back of the head. It wasn’t a kidnapper targeting children. It was Tae-geon. Like a predator on the hunt, he had been hiding, lurking around me, watching for an opportunity. An opportunity to seize my life.
Hyeon-woo rubbed his goosebump-covered arms.
The moon was once again hidden behind dark clouds. The deserted suburban road was dimly lit even with streetlights, making everything dark. Tae-geon stepped on the accelerator, speeding madly. He didn’t care if Hyeon-woo, terrified, squeezed his eyes shut or rubbed his stomach.
He packed his bags, leaving a note saying he was going home to his family who would be worried about him. His luggage consisted only of the Boston bag he had carried when he first left home. Tae-geon looked at Hyeon-woo’s attire with a displeased expression.
The car drove for a long time.
Hyeon-woo sensed something strange when the car turned onto a fork in the road, going in the opposite direction of the sign indicating the way to his house.
“…Where are we going?”
“…….”
“This isn’t the way home.”
“Don’t worry, we’re going the right way.”
Hyeon-woo trembled slightly, overwhelmed by a growing sense of unease.
