Every night came as usual, but tonight was distinctly different.
As darkness fell, even those lighting the candles throughout the gardens and the castle, and the servants moving quietly through the manor, carried faint tension and anticipation on their faces. The alpha knights had all gone outside the estate, standing guard at every possible entrance like an iron wall.
The manor was always quiet at night, but tonight it was unusually so. Everyone restrained their voices and even their movements, listening intently for what was to happen this night. The secret rumor that Duke Castiya would impregnate Chaika tonight was no longer just a rumor.
“It’s begun.”
The physician spoke briefly after checking Chaika’s condition. In truth, there was no need for him to say it. Alpha Mihail knew far better than anyone that Chaika had entered his full heat cycle. The pheromones, already thick, abruptly changed in nature. Mihail clenched his lower lip tightly and blinked slowly.
“Everyone out.”
Mihail’s short command came out thick and hoarse. Everyone vacated the room quickly, stifling even their footsteps and breathing. The bedroom door shut firmly. Unlike the previous heat cycle, this time the door would not open until the cycle was over.
“Hhng—….”
Already suffering, Chaika twisted his legs restlessly as his rationality began to fade. His half-lidded violet eyes had lost their focus.
“…Lord Mihail….”
The hand reaching toward Mihail trembled violently. The voice calling him was filled with unmistakable seduction, unlike usual.
“Aah—….”
With his other hand, Chaika pressed hard between his legs. Just that stimulation alone seemed to bring pleasure, a faint nasal sound slipping out. This was no longer the Chaika of everyday life. Nor was it the Chaika of the previous heat cycle. With Bellagie’s toxicity removed, Chaika’s heat cycle was so intense that even Mihail’s rationality was beginning to blur. Mihail clenched his teeth and drew a deep breath. His vision swam intermittently, his lower abdomen burning hot and heavy. Having experienced this many times before, Mihail immediately recognized the sign. It was rut.
In many cases, an alpha’s rut was triggered by an omega’s heat cycle, but for Mihail—who had always strictly avoided omegas—this was a first. During the occasional rut that struck him, he had spent time with beta partners, so being with an omega during rut was also new to him.
“…Chaika.”
Mihail frowned deeply, trying to steady his swimming vision, and moved closer. Chaika, his face and eyes flushed red with arousal, looked up at Mihail and smiled faintly.
“Aah… Mihail… hurry….”
The honorific Lord was missing, but neither of them had the rationality left to notice. Mihail, who had been desperately clinging to his reason, soon changed his mind. Since he had planned to impregnate Chaika this time anyway, there could be nothing better than their cycles overlapping perfectly.
Mihail took Chaika’s trembling, outstretched hand. The moment he felt the small, soft, warm touch, snap—the last thread of reason broke.
What followed was nothing but frenzy.
Chaika’s clothes and Mihail’s clothes were torn away one after the other, and in an instant they were both naked. With their cycles aligned, they clung to each other’s bodies in a blind frenzy, touching, stroking, grinding together. They shared obscene, messy kisses, grabbed and pumped each other’s cock, biting and licking any skin within reach.
“Hurry, hurry!”
Chaika pleaded, tugging at Mihail’s cock, veins bulging from extreme arousal. Mihail grabbed Chaika’s body and flipped him over in one motion. With Chaika’s upper body pressed into the bed, he lifted only the hips and spread the thighs wide. The exposed entrance was already slick and glistening with arousal. Chaika’s hips trembled with anticipation, knowing exactly what was coming. Mihail rubbed his fully aroused cock against the wide-open entrance waiting for him.
“Ahh.”
Chaika let out a needy moan. Mihail could no longer afford restraint. He thrust his large, burning-hot cock straight into the wet entrance waiting for him.
“…!!!!!!”
It was far too big for Chaika’s slight body to take all at once. But at the peak of his heat cycle, Chaika’s body quickly transformed that brief shock into pleasure.
“…Kh.”
Mihail clenched his teeth and groaned as Chaika’s body gripped him tightly, as if it might burst him.
“Hhng….”
Chaika’s body, which had gone rigid from the impact, slowly relaxed, a soft breathy sound escaping. As his stiff waist loosened, the interior that had been clamping down began to yield more gently. A shallow breath escaped Mihail. Unable to wait any longer, Chaika lifted his hips slightly, urging him on.
“Ah—.”
Mihail gripped Chaika’s hips firmly. Even that alone drew a small moan from Chaika. Inside, his body had already softened completely, flexibly wrapping around Mihail. With half his reason gone, Mihail began to drive his hips forcefully, and Chaika’s own hips rocked eagerly in response, welcoming the intrusion.
Mihail’s movements, stripped of reason, were brutal. He showed no mercy as he thrust into Chaika’s much smaller body. Each time his long, thick cock withdrew and slammed back in hard, moans burst from Chaika’s mouth.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ngh! Ngh! Aah!”
With his cheek pressed to the bed and his hips lifted, Chaika was shaken senseless. Each time the thick, scorching cock drove all the way in, lightning seemed to flash deep inside his body. Sharp pleasure and shivers surged through his entire being. The pleasure and stimulation were terrifyingly intense.
His body was already screaming that the stimulation alone was too much—but instinct felt the opposite. It wanted more. Deeper, harder, faster. He wanted that hot cock to shake his insides more violently.
“Ahh—ngh.”
Chaika reached back, digging his nails into the back of Mihail’s hand gripping his hips, scratching hard. Skin broke, leaving wounds. Mihail suddenly pulled his cock all the way out.
“Aah!”
Chaika cried out, his voice full of emptiness and desperate regret.
Mihail flipped Chaika over. Their faces met. Both of them had lost more than half their reason. Chaika’s hazy eyes dropped to Mihail’s cock—slick and shining with arousal, standing hard and almost menacing. Chaika licked his lips as if he wanted it. Mihail’s eyes flashed. His large hands seized Chaika’s thighs and spread them wide. The entrance, already reddened from rough thrusting, glistened wetly. As Mihail pressed the tip to it, Chaika’s body shuddered in anticipation. Mihail did not disappoint—he drove himself all the way in to the root in one brutal thrust.
“Ahh!!”
Chaika’s hips lifted off the bed as his body spasmed violently. The last focus drained from his violet eyes. The high-pitched cry spilling from him was not pain, but pleasure. Mihail bent down, devoured Chaika’s lips, and kissed him roughly. Chaika wrapped his arms around Mihail’s back, clawing and raking it wildly. As if the pain only fueled him further, Mihail began to thrust like a madman.
Thud, thud, thud—their bodies slammed together violently, his cock burying itself to the root each time. At first, Chaika’s body was being shaken senseless by Mihail’s movements, but gradually his motions began to change. In time with each brutal thrust, his hips and waist started to rock back. Soon their bodies found a single shared rhythm, and instead of the sound of flesh slamming, obscene wet noises of skin and arousal colliding filled the room.
“Aah, ah, ahh, ngh, hhng, hhng….”
Even with his reason completely gone, Chaika felt like he was going insane. His entire body burned, and the deepest part inside that took Mihail burned even hotter. Every time Mihail pushed deep inside, it felt like his whole body would melt, like even his brain would dissolve under the flashing pleasure. This wasn’t human sex. This was the mating of beasts. Only instinct, pleasure, and savagery existed.
After a long, relentless bout of sex, both their bodies were drenched in sweat. Hot, salty drops fell from Mihail’s body as he pressed Chaika down from above. Chaika ran his hands over Mihail’s sweat-slick, muscular body, scratching with his nails to leave marks. Each time he did, Mihail drove his cock in even harder and deeper.
“Aah. Ah. Ah. Aah. Ngh….”
Time and space vanished. Only Mihail and Chaika—their bodies and their pleasure—existed in the world. His throat was completely wrecked, every moan coming out hoarse, but he had neither the awareness nor the reason to notice. He had been holding Mihail’s cock deep inside for so long he could no longer remember how much time had passed, yet it still wasn’t enough. More, more, more, more—he wanted to be stabbed deeper, churned harder, rubbed, filled completely.
“Mihail!”
Chaika shouted Mihail’s name without realizing it. A brief glint returned to Mihail’s gray eyes before he swallowed Chaika’s lips again. Then he grabbed Chaika’s hips with both hands, gripping hard enough to bruise, pulled his thrusting cock all the way back—and slammed it in to the root in one merciless motion.
“Aaagh!”
Chaika cried out, clinging to Mihail’s neck from the shock. Mihail broke the kiss, lowered his head, and bit viciously into Chaika’s nape. The movement stopped—and with it, the pleasure. Chaika scratched at Mihail’s neck and back, urging him on, but Mihail did not budge.
Then it happened.
Chaika’s eyes flew wide open, his mouth slowly parting.
“Ah… ahh…!!!”
The cock buried deep inside him was suddenly swelling in size. Gripped by instinctive fear, Chaika clung to Mihail’s neck and shook his head.
“N-no. No. Ahh!!”
Mihail bit down hard on Chaika’s nape and refused to release his grip on his hips. One part of his cock continued to swell larger and larger, pressing against Chaika’s insides. Even in his addled state, tears welled in Chaika’s terrified eyes.
“Uah… ah—….”
The knot, so large it felt like it would ruin him, made Chaika’s body tremble in fear. Mihail, however, paid it no mind. Like a butterfly pinned in place, Chaika couldn’t move at all as tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.
In that state, Mihail began to make short, grinding thrusts. Terrified his insides would burst, Chaika shook his head desperately.
“No, don’t—ah…! Ah!”
The swollen tip hammered and pressed relentlessly against the pleasure point. Caught between the fear of bursting and mind-shattering pleasure, Chaika’s body shook violently. His waist twisted, his toes curled tight.
“Aahng… hhng….”
His wide-open eyes trembled uncontrollably.
“Mihail… Mihail….”
Chaika called his name again and again without realizing it, clinging to him desperately as if Mihail were the only thing he could hold onto. Each time the blunt, swollen cock pressed deep inside, white stars exploded before his eyes.
“Hhngh…!!”
Thin semen poured from the tip of Chaika’s own cock, streaming like water.
“Hhng. Ngh.”
Chaika’s body spasmed repeatedly. Each spasm tightened every muscle, twisting and milking the cock inside him.
“…Kh.”
Mihail suddenly stiffened, letting out a low groan. From the swollen tip of his cock, scorching-hot semen shot deep into Chaika’s body.
“Aah….”
As the endless release flooded him, Chaika dug his nails into Mihail’s arm.
Mihail’s ejaculation was long and copious. Pinned in place by the swollen knot, unable to move, Chaika took all of Mihail’s seed deep inside his body.
“…Hah—….”
When the long climax finally ended, a faint breath escaped Mihail’s lips. The hands gripping Chaika’s hips loosened, and the mouth biting into his nape pulled away. Mihail collapsed forward onto Chaika’s body as if completely drained. Chaika, too, lay limp beneath him, his expression utterly blank.
The swollen portion of the cock buried deep inside him began to slowly return to its original size. As it did, the two of them lay with their sweat-soaked bodies pressed together, gasping for breath. The overwhelming effects of their intense cycles gradually faded, and little by little, their reason began to return.
