Slowly, Kwon Yido’s thick cock began to press its head inside. The sensation of my insides stretching tight made me flinch, and I instinctively grabbed onto his forearm. My fingers caught on the edge of his shirt cuff as he pushed his hips in a little deeper.

“Ah, ahhk...”

It wasn’t even comparable to having his fingers inside me. I had thought I was loosened enough, but it still felt overwhelming. The glans, having entered ever so slowly, stopped with only the thickest part barely inside.

“Hh, uh, ah, no...”

“...You know you’re not supposed to say ‘no’ at this point.”

“Nn, wait...”

I struggled to catch my breath as I twisted my upper body to the side. My legs were held too tightly for me to escape far. Yido, quietly watching me, spoke in a lazy tone.

“What’s not okay, Sejin-ah?”

“Just... give me a sec, hh...”

Tears welled up at the corners of my eyes. I shook my head frantically, but he didn’t spare me. Keeping my thighs firmly pinned, he drove into me without mercy.

“...!”

They say that when you’re too shocked, you can’t even scream. His cock plunged in, stretching me to the limit. He buried himself to the hilt in an instant, and with his upper body leaning low over me, his brow furrowed just slightly.

“...Ha, tight.”

“Ah... ah, ngh...”

No exaggeration—it felt like my body was splitting in two. Not because of pain from the stretching, but because it felt like he was so deep he’d reach my throat. The sudden surge of awareness made my insides tremble violently, like a muscle spasm.

“I can’t do this... ngh, I can’t...”

“Can’t, huh.”

Watching me shake my head, he leisurely moved his hips. The thick length that filled me to the brim gave a twitch, shifting slightly as if to test my limits. As though he were giving me time to adjust, he nudged deeper inside.

“You always take it just fine.”

“...Ahhk!”

When had I ever taken it well? I couldn’t even ask him that. The pleasure that surged in with a hint of pain had bleached my mind completely blank. My back curled reflexively, and Kwon Yido, still buried deep inside, slowly began to grind against my inner walls.

“Hhh... haah...”

Right. I said I’d bear it. I never once said I wanted him to stop—not even as an empty promise. He’d told me clearly: he was going to go through with it, and if I wanted him to stop, I had to say so then. Maybe that was his warning—if I missed that window, he wouldn’t stop no matter what.

“This is, too...”

Pheromones swirled in the air. I couldn’t tell if they were mine or his. The scent that now blended between us was so sweet it made my mouth water.

“...Too?”

“Ah, it’s too...”

Overwhelming? Or maybe just... heavy. I still couldn’t get used to the feeling of being opened up inside. It wasn’t painful like the nightmares I used to have—but somehow, this was even harder to endure.

“It’s too big... ngh...”

As I finally forced those words out, Kwon Yido paused for a moment. Then, rubbing his cheek along my thigh, he blinked slowly, almost lazily. His dark eyes brimmed with a hunger I hadn’t seen before.

“Saying something like that in bed...”

“Hht... nn, uh...”

“Just sounds like you’re begging for it.”

Slowly, his cock slid ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ halfway out. My dazed mind couldn’t form a single coherent thought. Like someone drugged and swaying on their feet, I drifted in a haze—and watching me like that, he slammed his cock deep into me again.

“Ah...!”

My hips jolted off the bed. My inner walls clenched tight, trembling as they clung to the thick shaft. He briefly furrowed his brow, then pressed in close and ground down against one specific spot.

“Haahk!”

A sharp cry ripped from my throat. My whole body buzzed like I’d been struck by lightning. It was the spot he’d touched with his fingers—the one that made me react the most. He hit it again, hard, his hips driving in deep.

“...Ah, ah!”

With my head thrown back, I lost count of how many times I came. His cock throbbed, twitching as it spilled a sudden rush of cum. At the same time, maybe because of the tension, Yido leaned down and whispered softly.

“Relax, Jung Sejin.”

“I... hff...”

As if that was something I could just decide. My body had long since stopped listening to me.

“Wait, just—...”

He didn’t give me even a moment to catch my breath. He started moving again, sliding halfway out only to plunge back in, grinding deep until he bottomed out once more.

“Nh, ngh, hnngh...”

With each deep thrust, my vision turned white. The jolt of pleasure sparked behind my eyes like electricity. Through my breath, through my skin, the heat-soaked pheromones made me burn with arousal.

“There, ngh...”

“...Here?”

Kwon Yido whispered softly again as he prodded the spot I was feeling. Honestly, even without me saying it, he had been moving just right all along. He lowered the leg that had been draped over my shoulder, then thrust deeply inside me, leaning his upper body forward.

“Hnnngh...!”

Out of habit, I wrapped my arms around his neck. My legs curled tightly around his waist as I lifted my hips, accepting him fully. From below, where I was already soaked, sloppy sounds of wetness and urgency echoed.

“Aah... hng...”

“You said you couldn’t do this, but here you are clenching so tight.”

“Hng, uhk...”

I shook my head slightly and buried my face in his shoulder. Amid the thick pheromone haze, I caught the familiar scent of lily of the valley. The clean, almost watered-down fragrance mixed with a heavy woody smell, sinking deep into my lungs.

He didn’t seem bothered by the weight of my dangling body. Sliding his hand behind my back, he pulled me closer to him. Then, noticing the robe I was still half-wearing, he clicked his tongue. Pressing his nose against my nape, he bit into my exposed shoulder.

“Hnngh...”

A moan escaped—uncertain if it was pain or pleasure. A trickle of saliva I hadn’t swallowed seeped from between parted lips. With each deep, pounding thrust, my consciousness drifted as if losing reason.

“Hnngh, hng...”

It felt good—too good. So much that I could only beg him for more like a fool. So I pressed my lower body firmly against his, squeezing my thighs tight and tensing my lower abdomen.

“Sejin.”

“......”

“Breathe.”

He forced my lips open with his fingers, holding my jaw steady. As I gasped for breath, his soft lips traveled down my torso to my chest. Sucking on the upper part, he bit into my erect nipple with his front teeth, crunching it gently.

“Ah, hng...”

I felt like scratching my whole body raw. Every inch of me had become an erogenous zone; wherever he touched, I shivered with heightened sensitivity. Each time he pressed his body closer, his hardened cock pressed firmly into his lower abdomen.

“Haa... Jung Sejin.”

A low, rumbling voice echoed in my ear. He licked the spot he’d just bitten and stroked my back with the hand hidden beneath his robe. With the other hand cradling the back of my head, he suddenly pulled me up.

“...Ahhk!”

I collapsed weakly onto his thigh. Weighted down, he pushed in so deeply that my pubic hair brushed against him. For a moment, holding me close in that position, he intertwined his fingers in my hair and bit my earlobe.

“Ah... my ear, that...”

“Don’t like it?”

“Uh, hng, ngh...”

Having asked, he didn’t wait for an answer before biting the rim of my ear. He chewed it sharply as if he might swallow it, then flicked his tongue over the tender spot. When he sucked on my sensitive earlobe with his lips, it made a wet smacking sound.

“Haa, faster, ngh...”

He paused only briefly, but my restless body writhed and begged him on. I liked having my ear sucked, but I wanted even stronger pleasure like just before. So when I moved my hips back and forth, he grabbed my ass and roughly pushed me down, pressing me deep from above.

“Hnghk...!”

A sharp thrill shot up my spine. My shoulders trembled uncontrollably as he lifted me and dropped me repeatedly, using only his arms.

“Ah, hng, good, ngh...”

“...Stop fussing, okay?”

“Uh, hng, yeah...”

Kwon Yido pulled me close as I writhed and pressed his lips against mine a couple of times. The kisses were warm—no, burning hot. Every point where we touched felt like it was radiating heat, almost scorching.

So I wrapped my neck tightly around his and straightened my back. The moment I tilted my head back, he started rubbing his lips repeatedly along my collarbone. Then, tracing the prominent bone, he bared his teeth and sucked hard on my earlobe just like before.

Even without looking, I was sure he left red marks. He easily shrugged off the robe that was worse than useless, then held me more comfortably. Grabbing my ass roughly, he slammed down on me again and again.

“There, ngh, ah...!”

“......”

I thought I heard him curse under his breath. With his large hand sweeping down my back, he laid me back on the bed. Then, draping my legs over his shoulders, he leaned forward and planted his palm firmly on the mattress.

“...Ahhk!”

Thud! His thick cock slammed roughly into my stomach. Whatever leisurely rhythm he had before was gone; his hips started moving faster. After a few deep thrusts, he pulled back until only the tip remained, then shoved it in all at once.

“...!”

My prostate was stretched long and hard. The swelling pleasure exploded through my whole body like a tidal wave. My nerves, already pushed to their limit, felt like balloons bursting with a loud pop.

“...Kk.”

He came deep inside me at the same moment I climaxed. His cock, filling me completely, twitched and sprayed a thick stream of liquid. The long, heavy release only ended as my ragged breathing burst forth.

“Haa, haa...”

“Huff...”

Kwon Yido didn’t pull out immediately after climaxing. Instead, like a sated lion savoring the afterglow, he subtly rubbed his pelvis against me. He lowered my legs to the side, then with one hand tore open the front of my shirt carelessly.

Buttons popped off one by one. The pristine white shirt was now heavily wrinkled and soaked with the cum I’d released. Beyond my blurred vision, I blankly observed his toned upper body revealed beneath the torn fabric.

“You really do have that kind of hobby, huh.”

“......”

There was no time to answer his muttered words. His broad shoulders and sculpted abs looked like a perfect creation crafted by gods. His posture was straight, so perhaps his body’s balance was perfect, too. Even the prominent veins beneath his navel struck me as beautiful.

“...Do you know that?”

He chuckled softly. At the moment I swallowed hard, he gripped my pelvis firmly and began to shift his hips lightly.

“If you do it once—”

“...Hngk.”

“This place gets soaking wet...”

“Ah, wait... ngh...”

“...And gets softer.”

He had clearly just cum, but his cock was still hard. His large, firm shaft rubbed over my wet inner walls. Every time he moved, I heard a squelching sound as if the cum inside was being mashed around.

“...Not just wet from my own.”

At that, Kwon Yido slowly withdrew his cock. I felt my inner walls cling to him as he pulled out. His cum mixed with my already slick juices, all trying to trickle out through my twitching hole.

But he stopped moving, half withdrawn, and held still. Curious, I met his gaze, and he looked me straight in the eyes, breathing hard. Then, in one swift motion, he slammed his cock back in.

“Hnnngh...!”

Thrust after thrust, he began to pick up speed. Despite having just cum moments ago, he showed no signs of fatigue. The funny thing was, I too hadn’t finished my heat cycle and was quickly heating up again.

“Ah, hng, uh... there...”

“You already know how tight you’re going to get...”

My body, having adjusted once before, clenched and loosened appropriately each time he entered and withdrew. It relaxed when he pushed in, and tightened around the entrance reluctantly when he pulled out. Like it was set to his rhythm, my instincts moved on their own.

“Ah, ah...!”

Though it was technically the first time, it didn’t feel like it. Maybe because I’d dreamed of being raped every night. Even though what we were doing wasn’t sex but violence, I’d become accustomed to and accepted it as natural.

At some point, he naturally slowed his pace, kissing me softly. By then, I was moaning hoarsely from too much pleasure. As if giving me a moment to catch my breath, he gently intertwined his tongue with mine and directly transferred his pheromones through the kiss.

“...Hngh.”

Timely, he lifted my drained body up. The pheromones I swallowed down like gulps of water fanned the flames of the desire burning in my solar plexus. My exhausted body became overwhelmed with lust, making me forget how difficult I’d been moments before and look at him again.

“Haa, just a little... hng, slowly...”

“I’ll go slow.”

His voice, lowered by excitement, held both tenderness and affection. Though contrary to his words, Kwon Yido gradually increased his pace. With my nails digging into his broad back, I rubbed the back of my head against the pillow, writhing in the maddening surge of pleasure.

“Ahhh...!”

It felt exactly enough—not to die, but maybe enough to die for.

I thought maybe I wouldn’t have to come back to reality, intoxicated by this ecstasy. The heat cycle, which I’d always resented, had never felt so blissful before. Being an omega, and him an alpha, our bodies fitting perfectly gave me unmatched satisfaction.

“...Sejin.”

Kwon Yido had been calling my name repeatedly during the act. Not expecting a reply, just calling. When I whimpered and clung to him, he responded with a low growl, pressing closer.

“Jung Sejin.”

When he lowered his voice that time, tears suddenly welled up and spilled from my eyes. Was it because the name “Jung Sejin” felt strange? Or was it the overwhelming pleasure pouring out? Either way, one thing was clear: a wave of deep sorrow flooded over me.

“Hng...”

“Why are you crying so sadly?”

He asked gently, rubbing his lips along my cheek. The tears filling my eyes vanished as he moved his lips toward them. Licking the tears pooled there, he ran his hand through my sweat-damp hair, as if trying to comfort me.

“Hhkk, hff...”

A soft kiss landed on my exposed forehead. He lightly kissed my ear as well, then whispered softly with a cracking voice.

“Sejin.”

“......”

“Look at me.”

It sounded like a command. Even in my dazed state, I couldn’t help but lift my eyelids. As I blinked slowly, he stared back at me, biting back curses, then buried his face in my chest.

“Ahhk!”

His cock twitched as if about to come again. With a low groan, he pulled me tight as if to crush me. Just as I was about to collapse, a voice filled with mixed emotions reached me.

“I... I’m yours...”

I didn’t catch the last words clearly. Only the nuance of what he meant came through—regret, apology, lingering longing, and a depth of emotion that didn’t seem to fit Kwon Yido.

“......”

Why did Kwon Yido wear that expression? The fleeting question vanished like smoke. Because the moment after coming, he fixed me in place and started moving again.

Of course, we entwined our bodies several more times afterward. He never neglected me, holding me more tenderly with each repetition.

His cautious touches, the overwhelming pheromones, and his warm body—all of it felt unbearably familiar.