A Scarred Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 34

What does this have to do with my parents?

After the passion, Axiu lay with his eyes closed in a large pile of blankets, his hand on my waist holding me close, and I satisfiedly lay on top of him kissing him. I kissed his high eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and even opened a slit to look into his eyes. Every time I kissed him, his eyelids trembled and his eyeballs moved around under his eyelids. 

I played with him like I had found a fun toy, teasing him endlessly. He obediently closed his eyes and let me kiss him until I finally bit his nose bridge, causing Axiu to suck in a breath and open his hazy eyes, asking me what was wrong. 

"Nothing, I just think it's fun."  I lightly bit his cheek again. 

Axiu stopped talking and patted my waist, telling me to get up. I asked him what he wanted to do, and he honestly said he wanted to take a shower. 

"Okay!" I immediately got excited and quickly got up from the bed. Then I rushed to open the cup and pulled Axiu, urging him to move faster. 

He sat up slowly with a frown and asked me what was wrong. 

"Let's go take a shower." 

". . . What about you?" He looked at me uncertainly. 

I confidently replied, "I'll go with you!" 

Axiu obviously didn't expect me to answer like this. He stared at me in surprise, hesitated and struggled, opened and closed his mouth for a while, and finally closed it with a look of shame. 

I don't care about all that. Anyway, he invited me first last time, and I just postponed the time to now. 

I have a famous teacher and I am confident. I took the initiative and said, "Don't try to cheat!"

Axiu seemed to be intimidated by me, hesitated for a while holding the blanket, and finally did not refuse me. 

He likes to be close to me, I know. 

Whether to say it or not, the tiles in the bathroom are a bit cold. 

When we finished messing around and came out, my wet hair was almost half dry, but the dripping ends were still uncomfortable on my neck and shoulders. I sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed a towel and wiped it randomly, making my hair messy and unattractive. 

When it was time to throw away the towel, Axiu came over and held my hand. I looked up at him, his face was still a little red, and there was a clear tooth mark on his collarbone - I bit him. 

It's so strange, I don't know if it's because he bit my finger when we first met, which makes me unable to resist the urge to bite him now. From the bridge of the nose to the earlobes, collarbone, waist and even more private places, if you count carefully, I have left so many marks on his body. 

But it may also be because Axiu has too many old scars on his body, which look uneven. I ambitiously want to cover them all up. Axiu stood in front of me, his flat and sturdy abdomen facing me, the smooth and clear mermaid lines disappearing into his waistband on both sides. I couldn't help but touch it with my hand. He was extremely sensitive and quickly tightened his waist and abdomen, his abs becoming hard. I poked him twice with my fingertips. 

. . . It's quite elastic. 

He found a hair dryer from somewhere and blew my hair while pressing my head. I lifted my arm and hugged him, my chin against his abdomen, looking up at him from below. 

Axiu didn't seem very skilled at blowing other people's hair, obviously not having done it much before. He frowned slightly and tried to comb out the tangled ends of my hair with his fingers. His movements were gentle and patient, and his five slender fingers were even better than a comb.