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“Was what I felt back then because of heat? Or was it because you were good at it? Or is my body just naturally sensitive? I never imagined something your size could fit inside me. Wow, even thinking about it again, it’s unbelievable. Is this an Omega thing? Can I feel the same with other Alphas? What about you? Does it feel different with every partner?”
“I think it’s time to leave.”
I was just asking out of curiosity, but Kwon Yikang drained his wine and made a show of getting up from his seat.
Did I say something too openly? I did lower my voice enough so the other tables couldn’t hear. Sure, it wasn’t the kind of conversation to have in public, but I was genuinely curious. Who knew when I’d get another chance to talk to Kwon Yikang about this? And it wasn’t like I could have this conversation with anyone else.
“Why? Don’t you like talking about this?”
“We’ve finished eating anyway.”
He gestured toward the fork I’d set down and stood, draping his coat over his arm. As he walked around the table toward me, he pulled me up and draped my outerwear over my shoulders, pressing a light kiss to the nape of my neck.
“I think my answer would be better given somewhere else.”
Goosebumps rose where his lips had touched. Even after my heat had passed, the faint trace of his pheromones tickled my nose.
∞ ∞ ∞
We moved to the hotel where Kwon Yikang was staying. I brushed my teeth and showered as if I were in my own home, and when I came out, he went into the bathroom.
Lying on the bed in just a bathrobe, I waited for him. The hotel room was immaculately clean—neatly made bed, tidy linens—everything was spotless, making it feel no different from living in my own space.
Why was Kwon Yikang staying in a hotel? It couldn’t be cheap. Did he have enough money to afford this kind of place?
Now that I thought about it, the car he drove was an expensive imported model, and he ordered at high-end restaurants like he was a regular. His clothes and demeanor also gave off an air of wealth.
When I was Min Jaehee, everyone around me was poor, but now that I was living as Cha Sukyung, even the people I ran into by chance were rich. Was this what they meant by different worlds? Had I completely moved from Min Jaehee’s world to Cha Sukyung’s?
“You’re not asleep, are you?”
“Just thinking. I do think sometimes, you know.”
I sat up in bed as Kwon Yikang came out of the bathroom. The bathrobe draped over my naked body made me feel a strange tension. I had come here with this intention, but now that I was sober, the thought of actually going through with it made my mind go blank.
“Finally getting nervous? You shouldn’t follow an unknown Alpha so carelessly.”
“I’m just organizing my thoughts before we actually do anything.”
“Is this something you need to organize your thoughts for?”
“Of course. I’m fully conscious right now. I don’t even know how to start.”
Just shoving it in without any buildup wasn’t going to cut it. Kwon Yikang chuckled and approached me.
His fingertips brushed my cheek, gently trailing down to my earlobe, then to the nape of my neck, pushing the bathrobe off my rounded shoulders. The touch of another’s skin on mine made me shiver slightly.
“I don’t want to do it like last time—mindlessly.”
“Then?”
“Slowly. So I can remember what we did later.”
“Do it however you want.”
Kwon Yikang answered gently and slowly untied the knot of my bathrobe. The fabric fell open, exposing my naked body. As I pushed the cloth off my shoulders, the bathrobe slipped to the floor.
Now completely naked, I looked up at Kwon Yikang. He bent down and pressed his lips to my cheek, rubbing them softly before sucking gently.
“Do you know about this freckle here?”
He must be talking about the freckle on Cha Sukyung’s cheek. I nodded, and Kwon Yikang sucked on the spot again.
“Good position for sucking.”
“That sounds kind of lewd.”
“Should I say it’s a good position for kissing?”
“I prefer the lewd version.”
Kwon Yikang laughed, and I pushed him down onto the bed. Climbing on top of his large body, I undid the bathrobe he still wore and spread it open.
His half-erect cock was right in front of me. Even seeing it again, it was huge. Huge enough to make me not want to undress with him. Min Jaehee’s wasn’t this big, and Cha Sukyung’s was embarrassingly small in comparison.
“Is that the only thing you envy? Your gaze is burning when you look down there.”
“I’m just jealous because it’s big. Isn’t it nice to be big?”
“Not particularly.”
“Mine feels too small. When I first woke up in the hospital and went to the bathroom, I was in shock. It felt like my manhood had been crushed.”
“That’s a bit extreme.”
Kwon Yikang burst into laughter, and my body, straddling him, bounced up and down. I moved up to his stomach and lowered my head. Our faces were almost touching, and I slowly examined his features.
Even looking at him again, his face was clean and refined. But his unusually dark eyes were like an abyss, impossible to read.
“I like your face. And your voice. And how gentle you are.”
“Let me tell you something.”
“What? Did you get plastic surgery?”
“Unfortunately, my face is natural.”
“Then?”
“You’re the first person to call me gentle.”
“Are you saying I have low standards for gentleness, or that you treat me specially?”
“I’m saying you see me differently from others.”
“I don’t think my standards for gentleness are lower than other people’s.”
“Then I guess everyone around you is unusually harsh.”
That might actually be true. I lightly bit Kwon Yikang’s lip and nodded in agreement.
The playful banter faded, replaced by the sound of damp skin rubbing together. I kissed his lips and slipped my tongue into the gap. As I licked the inside of his mouth and playfully wriggled my tongue, Kwon Yikang sucked my tongue into his mouth.
“It hurts.”
I whimpered slightly, furrowing my brows, and he gently sucked on my tongue. My lips were devoured greedily, and his tongue invaded my mouth, swirling around. The sensation of being explored inside felt similar to when his cock had thrust into my inner walls, making my knees weak.
“I can feel your pheromones…”
The faint pheromones I’d sensed earlier were now emitting a sweetness. Like a child drunk on sugar, I buried my face in the nape of his neck and murmured.
“Is it because my heat is over? It’s faint, but since you’re close, I can definitely feel your pheromones. They’re sweet, and they make me feel good, a little giddy.”
“Is that all?”
“Do I need to be so turned on my eyes roll back?”
“Not necessarily. It’s just hard to believe you when you say it’s sweet.”
“You said I smell like vanilla blossoms. I can’t even imagine what that smells like.”
What did vanilla blossoms smell like? I tried to imagine, but I couldn’t picture it. Was it a mix of cookie and flower scents? Maybe I should buy some freesia flowers someday.
“Can normal Alphas and Omegas sense other people’s pheromones all the time?”
“They usually suppress them, so they only feel them faintly. But there are people whose pheromones stand out more strongly.”
“I’ve never smelled anyone’s but yours. Maybe because it’s not heat, but I can only sense yours when we’re this close. Do I have to be this near to feel it?”
“Not necessarily this close.”
“So I am weird.”
“You’ll get used to it eventually, so don’t be too upset.”
“But it sounds like I’m not normal. My father keeps saying I can’t manage my pheromones.”
“Actually, that’s not entirely accurate. Releasing pheromones isn’t something you consciously turn on and off. You can control it with willpower, but normally, suppression happens naturally without you even realizing it. The problem during heat is that you lose that control, and things get messy. Right now, it seems like your natural suppression isn’t working properly, so people might misunderstand and think you’re intentionally releasing pheromones to seduce them.”
“So I’m broken? Am I some kind of machine?”
“It’ll happen naturally, so don’t be impatient.”
“That actually makes me feel a little better. You really are gentle.”
I praised him, nipping at the nape of his neck, and he just laughed deeply. As he leisurely ran his hand over my nape, where I was licking like a dog, Kwon Yikang tilted his head back, exposing his neck. The bulging vein looked delicious, so I lightly grazed it with my teeth, and a faint moan escaped him.
I liked Kwon Yikang’s usual voice, but the low, throaty moans he made when aroused were even better. They stirred something in me.
I moved backward, crawling down from his neck to his chest. His broad chest was firm, and his abs were sharply defined, like a carved sculpture.
I wish I had a body like this.
I slowly traced his abs with my hand, then took one of his erect nipples into my mouth. I playfully flicked it with my tongue before puckering my lips and sucking hard. The hand gripping my nape tightened slightly.
Like a puppy nursing, I sucked on his nipple and teased the other side with my fingers. Watching the nipple flush red with heat, I smirked.
“Can I suck down there too?”
“If you want.”
At his light consent, I moved back further. His fully erect cock was right in front of me, and I took a moment to stare at it.
“This situation is a little confusing.”
“What is?”
“Who’s staring at my crotch like this?”
“Your cock is so pretty, I was just admiring it. Jealousy got the better of me.”
Ah, I was jealous.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
