“Give it to me, quickly…” Omega couldn’t stop squirming his lustrous and enchanting body. The slightly sobbing moans made Ai Mo’s mind unable to function properly. He couldn’t help but bend down and press onto that bewitching and seductive body.
Just as he pinched the supple waist of the other, he suddenly saw a black iris flower pattern on the originally lustrous and clean back skin, with the heart of the flower seemingly dripping blood, mirroring the family crest on his body.
The previously softly moaning Ye Sang suddenly lifted his face from beneath him, hooking his arm around his neck. His soft lips pressed against his ear, and with a choked voice, he said: “…You want to turn me into your whore, like your father did to your dear daddy.”
Omega’s slightly sobbing questioning jolted Ai Mo awake instantly.
He broke out in a cold sweat from the fright, deciding not to sleep anymore. Instead, he went swimming in the sea, pushing himself until he was too exhausted to breathe before finally returning to shore.
He sat on the sandy beach panting heavily, but the restlessness in his body and mind couldn’t be calmed no matter what. He could only let out a long sigh, weakly lying back on the sand.
──He usually took suppressants that could last for 7 days, but they had only been stranded for two days now. Ye Sang was already showing signs of entering heat, and he was affected too. This meant that their pheromones were highly compatible, causing them to influence each other and enter heat prematurely.
For Ai Mo, who values purity and self-respect, finding a highly compatible partner should actually be a cause for joy. However, in their current situation of being stranded on a deserted island with no choice, he feels it’s unfair to both of them.
──Honestly speaking, Ye Sang’s conditions are quite good, impeccable in both looks and family background. But he hasn’t had the chance to understand this person yet, and yet they’re already facing the heat of mating… He’s not a beast, he doesn’t want to fall into his instincts and casually mark an omega like this.
──You want to turn me into your whore?
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Call him strange or pretentious, but he simply couldn’t stand the attitude of other Alphas who arrogantly played with countless Omegas. It reminded him of his detestable father and his heartbroken dad—he couldn’t change others, so he absolutely refused to become that kind of person.
──He wants his one and only Omega, joyfully offering up their most delicate and vulnerable parts, and he will tenderly lick that bleeding mark, firmly declaring his unwavering loyalty until death.
…But, who is the destined one—someone with highly compatible pheromones, or someone who truly knows and cherishes him? Ah, for matters one has never experienced, no conclusion can be drawn no matter how much one wracks their brains… Better not to think about it… Ai Mo, feeling like his brain was about to overheat, can only let out a long sigh.
However, the thought of ‘highly compatible pheromones’ flashes through his mind, almost as if restraining his reaction. His nose seems to catch a whiff of that sweet, honey scent, teasing his body to start heating up again.
Is this ever going to end? So annoying…
Ai Mo cursed inwardly, but he was too tired to go swimming again. He could only let out a long sigh, grumbling about how he had been eating too much seafood lately.
He figured it was still early in the morning, and that lazy Ye Sang wouldn’t get up until midday, so he boldly reached into his pants.
As his slightly cool palm touched the hot hardness, Ai Mo couldn’t help but let out another long sigh from the depths of his chest.
He skillfully pleasured himself, wanting to get it over with quickly, but unexpectedly, his mind inconveniently conjured up memories of last night’s erotic dream—Ye Sang’s lustrous and supple body stretched out in a cat-like lazy pose, with a remarkably soft waist slumped low, making his ass appear even rounder and firmer, the soft mounds between them flowing with promises of milk and honey…
“…Can you feel it?”
The soft whisper of Ye Sang exploded in his ears, his voice like a cello—warm yet deep. His palm was flowing with moist, sweet liquid, perhaps also tasting like honey… Ai Mo’s mind raced, his hand moving faster and faster, the scent of honey becoming more intense in his nostrils.
Damn it, Ai Mo, you’re really driving yourself crazy…
He mocked himself, and at that moment, he suddenly heard a faint chuckle. Ai Mo, lying back and now viewing the scene from an upside-down perspective, saw the sexy figure from his dream standing not far in front of him. He was instantly petrified, feeling as if he could die from embarrassment.
“Hehe, I just happened to pass by. Feel free to continue,” Ye Sang’s tone contained a smile, but his eyes were filled with tense anger.
Being caught masturbating is embarrassing enough, let alone being seen by the object of his fantasies. Even though Ye Sang didn’t know what he was thinking, Ai Mo still felt a heavy sense of guilt.
…He knew why Ye Sang was angry. He felt somewhat guilty, but only about the headbutt incident, because he saw the big lump on Ye Sang’s head.
Even though Ai Mo was currently in an aroused state, fortunately, he managed to maintain a serious expression on his face and said coldly, “Sorry, I’ll go pick some herbs later to reduce the swelling for you.”
But his calm attitude only made Ye Sang even more infuriated.
──He couldn’t understand it. With such a beautiful and seductive creature offering himself willingly, if this man truly had sexual dysfunction, he would accept it. But the current situation definitely wasn’t that! He was perfectly healthy!
I am the highest-grade acacia honey pheromone ah, begging for his love, yet he doesn’t even spare me a glance and keeps on rejecting me?!
Ye Sang, who had always been overflowing with confidence, felt frustrated for the first time. He had always been cherished and adored, yet this Alpha repeatedly rejected him, always showing disdain… Could it be that heaven thought he had played enough games in the mortal world, so it deliberately trapped him with this unromantic icicle on a deserted island, pushing him into heat until death?!
The more Ye Sang thought about it, the angrier he became. Just as he had finally eased his abdominal pain, it started cramping again. However, he didn’t want to show weakness in front of this iceberg, nor did he want to openly admit that he was upset about being ignored, as if he valued his attention so much. So, with a pout, he threw a handful of sand at him and deliberately retorted, “Let’s just forget about what happened last night, like being bitten by a dog. We don’t need to dwell on it! Anyway, we’ll be rescued soon, and I won’t have to see your annoying iceberg face anymore. Have a good time.”
Author’s Note:
You can tell that Mo-ge actually quite likes Sang Sang (who doesn’t like beautiful people), but his childhood experiences have made him very fearful of this sort of thing. Plus, Sang Sang is too proactive, and innocent children can’t handle the pressure, ahhhh.
Our honey sweetheart has kicked against the biggest frozen iron plate of his life!! Ф∀Ф
Poor Iceberg. So awkward getting caught Σ(;Φ ω Φ)
Stay strong, Ai Mo 😔
Thank you for the chapter
ˁ•ᴗ•ˀつ～ 💞