Yu-jin’s belly was so full he could barely breathe. Gasping for air, he felt Winston thrust deeply inside him, a satisfied sigh escaping Winston’s lips. Winston’s gaze fell on Yu-jin, who was trembling and unable to even scream.
“Did I ever say I didn’t despise you?”
Winston’s tone was mocking. Yu-jin, struggling to speak, forced out a question.
“Then, why…… Ah!”
His question turned into a scream as Winston abruptly pulled out and thrust back in, ignoring Yu-jin’s plight. Panting and nearly collapsing, Yu-jin heard Winston’s gentle, yet cruel words.
“Darling, a hole is just a hole.”
Winston stroked Yu-jin’s cheek as he continued, “I told you, you’re no different from the whores I bought at pheromone parties.”
His tone was soft, but his words were harsh. Yu-jin could only stare blankly at Winston, eventually giving up any resistance. Exhausted and limp, Yu-jin felt Winston begin to move in earnest.
Ah, as expected.
Winston’s mind was clouded with pleasure as he vaguely recalled how perfectly Yu-jin fit him. It was as if Yu-jin’s body was a gift made just for him, softly enveloping and pulling him in. He couldn’t maintain his composure. Within moments, his movements became incredibly fast. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room. Yu-jin’s body shook violently, causing him to feel dizzy. He tried to close his eyes, but the sensation of Winston’s cock moving inside him was too vivid to ignore.
“Uh, ugh, ugh, mmm.”
Muffled moans escaped Yu-jin’s tightly clenched lips. The intense stimulation caused his insides to clench around Winston. The sudden tightness made Winston react immediately.
“Damn it……!”
With a curse, Winston’s movements halted. Another wave of warmth flooded Yu-jin’s insides as Winston released again.
Yu-jin vaguely felt his stomach churning as he blinked his half-open eyes. Winston’s climax was long and intense, filling Yu-jin completely. After two rounds, Yu-jin’s body could take no more.
Is it finally over……?
Yu-jin hoped so, but he couldn’t be sure. Winston’s erection hadn’t subsided, its hardness and pulsing still evident inside him, as if demanding more.
No way.
Just as Yu-jin looked up fearfully, Winston lifted his head. Their eyes met, and Yu-jin instinctively shrank back.
“Um, is it… over now……?”
Please.
Yu-jin’s plea went unanswered. Instead, Winston looked down between them. And Yu-jin saw it—the seemingly endless length of Winston’s cock, still hard and ready.
Yu-jin’s vision was filled with Winston’s still-erect cock, glistening with his own release. The veins stood out prominently, pulsing with each heartbeat. Yu-jin froze, forgetting to breathe, as Winston spoke.
“Looks like we’ll need to do this a few more times.”
Winston’s voice was calm, but it only made Yu-jin more terrified. He recoiled from Winston’s reaching hand, screaming.
“A few more times? How many times do you need to be satisfied?!”
“Who knows?”
Winston tilted his head slightly.
“I can’t say.”
“There has to be an average!”
Yu-jin felt like crying. Did he have to endure this until he got pregnant? But he couldn’t get pregnant. How long would this go on? How many more times?
Winston offered no answers. He simply stared at Yu-jin, then abruptly grabbed his thighs and spread them apart. Yu-jin screamed as semen dripped from him. Winston watched, still frowning, and said,
“Darling, you need to keep it inside. It’s leaking.”
Then, he thrust into Yu-jin again, as if trying to plug the leak. But it was impossible. Yu-jin was already full, and with each movement, more semen bubbled out.
“Ah, ah, uh.”
Winston wrapped his arm around Yu-jin’s shoulder from behind, lifting one of his thighs. He continued to thrust, but this time, it took longer to reach his climax after having already come twice. Still, Winston didn’t stop. It was as if he was using Yu-jin’s body for his own pleasure.
Yes, this is just masturbation.
Winston convinced himself. How else could he explain this endless desire for Yu-jin’s body?
No, there’s another reason.
Winston pulled Yu-jin’s slim body closer. Yu-jin moaned in his arms, but Winston couldn’t let go. Could any man resist this body? Impossible.
Suddenly, images of faceless men who had been with Yu-jin flooded Winston’s mind. At the end of that line was his father. The thought of his father with Yu-jin ignited a fierce heat within him.
Suddenly, Winston’s breathing sounded different. The sensation inside Yu-jin felt subtly changed.
……It hurts.
Yu-jin instinctively grimaced and hesitantly placed his hand on his stomach. He could feel the heavy presence of Winston’s cock through his thin abdominal wall. He had experienced something similar before—the day his belly felt like it would tear apart, the day he conceived Angela.
“Ah!”
Suddenly, Winston embraced Yu-jin tightly, making it hard for him to breathe. Yu-jin could only manage a short gasp. He felt the pulsating rhythm deep within his abdomen.
Could it be?
Yu-jin struggled to recall a forgotten memory. He desperately turned his head to look at Winston’s face, specifically his eyes. Since he couldn’t smell the pheromones of an extreme alpha, this was his only way to confirm his suspicions.
Ah.
Finally seeing Winston’s eyes, Yu-jin sighed silently. Winston’s eyes were completely gold, not from anger, but from something else.
“Ah!”
After finishing inside Yu-jin, Winston flipped him onto his stomach and began thrusting again. This time, his movements were mechanical, and the pain intensified as his cock remained firmly lodged inside.
It’s a rut.
Yu-jin was certain, even though he had only seen it once before. Winston was in a rut, but this was different from a typical one. Winston seemed unconscious, moving solely on instinct. This reminded Yu-jin of a past incident, but the circumstances were different. Back then, Winston had a reason for not being able to release his pheromones, leading to a chaotic situation. But now, things should be different.
Why?
Hadn’t Winston been attending pheromone parties? There was no reason for his pheromones to build up to this point. If they had, he would have gone mad.
Then, Yu-jin noticed something peculiar on Winston’s arm.
What is that……?
Before he could ponder further, Winston lifted him by the waist, and Yu-jin found himself on all fours, receiving Winston’s thrusts. As Winston released inside him again, Yu-jin hazily noticed the faint light of dawn through the window.
It took four days for Winston’s rut to end and for him to finally collapse in exhaustion. Only then could Yu-jin free himself from Winston’s grasp.
