“Why aren’t you using your pheromones?”
He seemed to assume I was suppressing my omega pheromones to avoid reacting to alpha pheromones.
However, handling them well and suppressing them were different things, so I shook my head. In my case, it was similar to locking the door beforehand.
“When you carelessly let them flow in front of other people.”
His eyes sparkled like a boy’s as he looked down at me.
I was laid on my side. The prince lifted one of my legs and continued his movements. As if to show off, he covered my body with his own pheromones and buried his face deeply into my nape.
“You clearly have pheromones, after all.”
Benedict inhaled just like that. I heard a laugh. His magnificent pheromones were nice, but my heart pounded at the soft hair and breath tickling my nape.
“It doesn’t matter. No,”
Even in that moment, I regretted not being able to properly see his smiling face.
“-Hng,”
The prince, who had been holding me loosely, moved his hand downward and grasped me. He slowly caressed the sensitive tip.
As if not expecting an answer, he laid me flat on my back again and climbed on top.
Eyes that had been brimming with curiosity and interest became deep and seductive like twilight again.
“This actually works out better.”
If we go any further than this, it’ll be trouble. And then he moved. My eyes opened wide.
The most surprising moment was when I was dragged in front of the mirror immediately after climaxing.
He lightly seated me in front of the mirror. Everything reflected in the transparent mirror.
By hands reaching from behind, the backs of my knees were suddenly lifted high and held in place. The heated inner thighs, the cream-colored buttocks spread open perversely, revealing at once the single red point that had bloomed between them.
“Ah, no…! Let go, let me go,”
That place, which looked silent and fragile, was plump as if swollen and slightly open. The dark red head aimed at the red wound that was panting softly and spitting out fluid. I struggled, but it was useless. I was penetrated in one thrust just like that.
“Hng…! Ung, ungh…!”
My vision shook violently.
In the wildly shaking mirror, there was a face utterly bewildered with shock. I could see my reddened eyes and nose tip as if I would burst into tears at any moment. My helpless white body was spread wide open, only the red wound being continuously violated.
The body heat touching my back was hot enough to make me cry. When I twisted my body while holding back my panting, a faint sigh flowed by my ear. Hot limbs tangled together. I felt like crying at being perversely lifted up so my writhing body could be seen better.
“Hng,”
When I bit my lip while holding back, kisses fell like comfort on my ear and wet cheek. While holding me tightly, Benedict slowly pulled out.
He moved leisurely as if he had all the time in the world. The sight of pressing his fist-like head against the small place struggling to close felt cruel. Pressing firmly to open it, forcing me to swallow the thick shaft entirely, then pulling out long and glistening wet like a dark red snake. Benedict was watching the same thing. Unable to watch any more in fear, I squeezed my eyes shut.
“Look, Joachim- come on, open your eyes.”
Look quickly, open your eyes and watch that place carefully—Benedict pulled me in deeply while whispering like a spell.
My shrinking cheeks and ears were bitten. Two solid arms pressed down on my body like restraints. I could feel both thighs pressed tightly against my chest, pinned by his arms and mine. My stomach kept being fed something overwhelming. When I didn’t open my eyes, he was rough. Eventually, I opened my eyes in resignation. The body heat heated with excitement pressed firmly against my back.
Before I knew it, the pace had quickened. I was relentlessly driven with up and down movements. In the mirror where we moved rhythmically like one body, only mine—already flushed and standing at attention, exposing its underside—was bouncing alone in a different direction, shaking wildly.
“Hng, ah, ah…!”
I was ashamed of the sight of it bouncing helplessly with nowhere to rest between my thighs spread to their limit. My wet, lukewarm body kept slamming against my lower abdomen, and sometimes against Benedict’s arm restraining my waist. Even while shaking senselessly, I wanted to cover it, but I was bound even more strongly. The bouncing movements were all reflected in the mirror.
Even though I was left like that, it reached climax on its own. The mirror was dirtied. Eventually, a sob leaked between my lips. Excited breathing and kisses poured onto my nape.
When I came to my senses, I was back on the bed.
“Hah… ah, aht!”
Fingers entered the sensitive place still heated and twitching. The ceiling distorted before my eyes.
Benedict, muttering something like chewing, began moving his solid fingers roughly.
Screams resembling sobs burst out in succession. With fingers thrusting in and out, I twisted my body wildly, not knowing what to do. He roughly flipped me over.
Making my prone legs spread low and wide, he grabbed my waist and pulled sharply. My heated chest scraped across the sheet as I was suddenly dragged.
“Ah! -Huk!”
The widely split gap between my buttocks was repeatedly thrust into—pook, pook. My buttocks kept being pulled while spread open for easy entry. I couldn’t move within his gripping hands. I was dragged to his convenience and mercilessly thrust into deeply, poke poke.
“Hng! It hurts, it hurts, ahng, ah!”
I could feel the inside reflexively gripping tightly, tightly with each startled thrust.
When I begged, he checked with his fingers. Before I could be embarrassed that the mound was completely spread and the gap between was visible, he made me straighten my posture.
I met eyes completely dilated, lying with my disheveled hair. Immediately the backs of my knees were lifted. Then he pushed in again through the place that hadn’t fully closed.
I shook violently from the impact. The below being roughly thrust into moved like an independent life form beyond my control. As the breath touching my ear deepened, the prince began to devour me faster. Though I shed tears and tried not to, it seemed to move as if welcoming him more instead, so I gave up and squeezed my eyes shut.
When my vision returned, I was pressed against the bed in an embrace. I stared blankly at the ceiling that seemed to spin round and round beyond the large shoulder. Eventually, I felt him ejaculate inside me again.
“……”
It hurt below. I swallowed hard my stinging nose, my desire to say it hurt again.
I lowered my gaze and hid my achingly wet eyes. The prince reaching for me again showed no sign of stopping. Will he keep doing missionary position, I thought.
Something hot and hard rubbed between my legs. When I shrank from the rough feeling, he prevented me from doing so. With my legs spread, his thing rubbed against mine, which had lost its vigor and was powerless. Though it was difficult, my eyes squeezed shut at the tingling, stimulating sensation.
He made me press both legs tightly together, then my thighs were pressed toward my chest. Though my below must have been exposed, he only slid smoothly between my thighs. Occasionally the head of that fierce thing brushed past below my sac, past the completely swollen entrance as if by accident. Fearing when he would enter again, I pulled my frightened chin firmly into my neck. Only my dazed eyes from held-back tears blinked.
However, Benedict rubbed only the inner thighs until the end. And he ejaculated between my thighs. As warm bodily fluid was spread, only then did I look up with somewhat surprised eyes, then turned my head again. It was to hide my suddenly violently trembling chin. Tears I’d been holding back flowed down both cheeks. My vision went black as if fainting.
The prince came the next night as well.
“Why. Having trouble breathing again?”
When I pushed him away, he asked while kissing my nose tip briefly as if telling me to breathe here. I was speechless at the eyes asking seriously.
As soon as he entered, he naturally pulled my shirt down below my shoulders and was immediately touching the protruding parts of my chest. It was sudden and flustering, but… when there was no answer, he kissed me again. My disheveled breath and his breath met.
Not knowing what to do, I yielded for a while before my wrist was caught and I was dragged straight to the bed.
“Your Highness… ah, Your Highness,”
“Benedict.”
The name is too long to call in such an urgent moment.
“No, Your Highness, ah, aht,”
As if punishing me, his movements became rough.
For four days, he came to embrace me every night without missing a single day. The pattern of accepting him on the bed and falling asleep as if fainting continued.
“Ungh,”
Benedict sat me up. As if binding my entire body, I was pulled tightly into an embrace from behind with one leg lifted. The back of my thigh was pressed firmly in the prince’s solid forearm, and my lifted knee pressed against my shoulder.
“Let go, let me go, hah,”
With one leg lifted, he freely touched everything that was fully displayed between them.
“Ah…!”
My knee pressed closer to my shoulder as my leg was lifted higher. He slowly entered.
From some point on, even without oil, my below was getting wet on its own, but it hurt to push into the narrow gap. Long, solid arms wrapped around and pulled my entire upper body in deeply.
When I struggled, he touched my genitals again. I panted while reflexively tightening my insides. It felt like being bound by solid, large wisteria vines.
“Now… please, hah, it hurts, ah, stop,”
After rummaging inside for a while, he laid me flat and pulled out.
“Ah… I’m sorry. Does it hurt a lot?”
Rubbing soft hair against my nape, kissing the mottled parts, he looked down at me with bright eyes. Because of that, the strength left the hand that had been pushing him away.
