Kissed and Marked (BL)

Chapter 02

As I muttered a curse under my breath, the man chuckled in response. "Oh, that filthy mouth of yours is getting me excited," he remarked, his voice laced with amusement. I was taken aback by his reaction.

I noticed that his eyes had completely transformed, now shimmering with a golden hue, resembling those of a predator ready to pounce on its prey.

There's no doubt that this man is in a rut.

Based on our current situation, it seems like he sees me as an omega providing services for an alpha.

I'm torn between feeling relieved that he doesn't see me as one of those who have tried to harm him, and being more concerned for my safety as I now find myself becoming the prey instead of him.

Observing him, I couldn't help but think that this man was completely oblivious to what was happening outside.

He seemed unaware that there was an organization hired to assassinate him.

His sole concern was how to fulfill his rut.

So... All of the work was done by the eldest brother.

I clenched my fist in frustration, realizing that I should have paid closer attention to that person more.

I snapped back to reality as the man climbed onto the bed, forcefully pinning my wrists in place.

"Get off me!" I exclaimed, but he paid no heed.

Without delay, he pressed his lips against my neck, hungrily nibbling and licking, sending shivers down my spine.

The surge of electricity coursed through my entire body, particularly in that spot. I closed my eyes and silently cursed myself for the reaction I couldn't control.

"You're hard."

"Shut up."

My heart raced as his lips continued to explore the sensitive skin of my neck. Despite my initial resistance and frustration, I found myself getting lost in the intoxicating sensations that emanated from his touch.

His persistence and confidence stirred a mixture of conflicting emotions within me.

As his kisses grew more urgent, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of desire mingling with my anger. It was infuriating how effortlessly he could elicit such a response from me.

The inner battle between my mind and body intensified, leaving me torn between pushing him away and surrendering to the intoxicating pull he had over me.

Suddenly, he unfastened my trousers and firmly grasped my manhood. He began to stroke it slowly, causing my thoughts to fade away, leaving my mind completely blank.

I felt as if my sanity had finally abandoned me.

I bit my lips, trying not to suppress a moan.

His hand continued to stroke me faster, pushing me toward the edge of self-control.

Each touch intensified the overwhelming sensations, making it harder to resist. My breaths became shallow and erratic as I succumbed to the pleasure enveloping me.

"Ahh!... Fuck! No!"

I attempted to close my legs, but he was fast. He swiftly removed my trousers, positioned himself between my legs, and continued to stimulate me.

His strokes became faster, intensifying the pleasure.

I could feel the evidence of my arousal—a thick liquid flowing from within me.

His hand swiftly lifted my black shirt, exposing my already erect nipples. With precision, he captured the right one in his mouth, his wet tongue encircling it in a sensuous embrace.