“I can’t…anymore.”I strain to say.The words should be I can’t cum anymore, but for some reason, nothing seems to come out right.“So you want me to touch myself to your cute red dick?”Cute?He doesn’t need to say such bullshit, does he?“Just hurry up and jerk off already.”I groan and turn my gaze away, but the sound of his laughter causes me to turn to face him.“Pfft…Jerk off?”Niklaus asks, his face bright with laughter that only fades when he notices the sharp frown on my face.He lets off a dry scoff, and his hands move to unbuckle his pants.“You kiss my neck, and then you want me to jerk off while you are in heat? Really…Luci, you are so cute.”He growls the words as he pulls his hard cock out of his boxers. It’s…too big.The veins bulging from its curve attract my eyes as a sense of terror courses through my veins—where the fuck is he planning on plugging that?I roll slowly to my stomach and crawl away from him—I don’t mind playing hide and seek for the rest of my heat, b
Before my mind can wander further on what really is average, warm and bitter fluid swarms my mouth; before I can pull away to let the bitter fluid fall on the sheets, Nicklaus’s hand pulls my head to his cock, shoving it deeper and ensuring all the liquid is swallowed.My nails claw at his hands to the point where blood flows, but he holds on to me until his cock stops twitching.A cough assaults me when he finally pulls out of my mouth, but no matter how much I wretch to remove his cum from my throat, nothing budges.“My Luci sucks at blowjobs… but still, you look cute with me inside you.”Niklaus whispers before grabbing my chin and pressing his lips against mine.This is the first time I part my lips voluntarily, not because of the pheromones but because I can't be the only one tasting cum each time I swallow.I miscalculated.I thought the kiss would be brief, but slowly, his tongue slides into my mouth, and his lips move forcefully as if he had been waiting for me to keep my guar
Trigger warning: Dubious consentNiklaus POVNiklaus tilted his head as he watched Lucien writhe beneath him.The red flush on the cheeks of his ass that he craved marking, the sheen of sweat coating his skin and dripping to the side, the smell of tangerines that accompanied his sweat and the sweet cries that left his lips—Lucien was intoxicating.He had imagined himself in this position more times than he had breathed in the last month, yet nothing he imagined compared to the real thing.Lucien’s breath hitched as Niklaus slid into the small hole. He had loosened him up, and he was wet enough, but the hole he craved still resisted him.“How annoying.”He muttered in a low tone as his hips thrust forcefully until Lucien’s hole wrapped around his entire length.“Ack…are you crazy! Fucking bast- ah!”Lucien cried before a moan escaped him when Niklaus rocked his hips again.Lucien felt divine as his body clung to his cock desperately sucking him in and spitting him out. With each thrust,
Lucien “The influx of pheromones when his glands were already damaged was bad enough, but he was a recessive omega.”An unfamiliar voice speaks in a tone filled with more fear than concern.“Rejecting a dominant alpha’s imprint? That is devastating even for a dominant omega, and this…”The voice seems to filter through the thick fog in my mind, pulling me halfway out of the heaviness of sleep.“This...? Don’t speak in incomplete sentences. You’re getting on my nerves.”I shudder at the familiarity of the replying voice.Niklaus.His tone is sharp and cold.What the hell? Where am I? What is this? Why can’t I open my eyes?Trying to move my jaw ends up in devastating failure. No sound, not even a hum, escapes my dry and scratchy throat that feels torn up, almost as if I swallowed sandpaper.So, then, what? Am I simply lucid?Fuck, how much time has passed.“We ran various tests and… None, I mean, there was no brain activity in response to the pheromone testing that we have done.” “Mea
A broken pen.Judging by his words, the ‘fixing it’ didn’t work and while I should feel relieved, he has a way of making anyone feel pathetic. A broken pen...really?Wow, revenge? Against Niklaus Heinrich? What a fucking joke.In the few days I have spent in his vicinity, I have lost more than I thought I had, including my faith in Maya, which I was sure was the most unchanging thing about me.If I could go back to the past…“You… You did that to him!”The accusation flies back as if Chief Owen could taste the injustice burning in my body.“He rejected a dominant alpha’s imprint. He is the reason he is here. The nerve…”“The nerve of what, your pen? Can you even hear yourself?”“I’m humouring you, Chief; you’d best remember your place.”“With all due respect, Director Heinrich, we loaned you our agent for this job, and you put him in the hospital. As his chief-”“As his chief what?” Niklaus interrupts, his voice dripping with disdain.“You’re entitled to compensation? Hmm. I’ve alrea
The sound of papers rustling fills the room as the shadow beyond the curtains surrounding my bed bends to pick them up.The person beyond takes a deep breath, seemingly to compose themselves before walking towards me and on instinct, I close my eyes before the sound of the curtain being drawn echoes.“Christ’s sake, Lucien…”Chief Owen mutters, his voice sounding broken.“I told you t-…I should have tossed you in my car.”His hand brushes my cheek softly before lingering on my lower lip.Niklaus is gone. He must be because I can’t picture Niklaus watching him touch me.But what the hell happened? What did Niklaus do to cause the chief to drop the subject of pulling me off the mission?His warm hand leaves my skin, and the sound of the curtains rustling is followed by his receding footsteps.Don’t leave!“N…o!”The word comes out, raspy and broken as I flutter my eyes open as if this were the first time in ages.Chief Owen’s frame stills mid-step before he snaps sharply to face me.“Ch
The sterile scent of the hospital seems to cling to everything—the sheets, the walls, even the food on my lap, which feels lukewarm at best.Chief Owen and a doctor with thick-rimmed glasses keep hovering around me; they seem to flinch each time I bring the sad-looking mashed potatoes (?) (I really don’t know what is on my plate) near my lips.It’s suffocating."Want a bite?"I ask, lifting a spoonful of the goop on my plate. A deathly silence follows my question.“Yikes, tough crowd."I say jokingly before shoving the bite into my mouth and forcing myself to chew; it tastes just as bland as it looked."Good."The doctor mutters before scribbling something down."Tomorrow, I’m planning to run some more invasive tests to make sure everything is stable. Depending on the results, you might need surgery.""Surgery?"I ask, the chewed food still in my mouth, but Chief Owen answers instead of the doctor."You rejected a dominant alpha’s imprint, Lucien. That’s dangerous. You know that.""I
Niklaus Heinrich Niklaus rested his legs on the broad mahogany desk in his private study, his frame illuminated by the soft glow of monitors live streaming the footage in hospital room five hundred and three.He wanted to see more, but Lucien turned the lights off, an act that grated his nerves.He reached for his phone, about to contact one of the men outside, when Lucien moved around the room, first to the bathroom, scowling at the camera and then back to the main room where he stood next to the window.With the information given to him by his chief, he should think the force set up the room for him, but something didn’t sit right with him.He looked too restless for someone who believed that.His grip tightened on his phone as he made a silent vow to take action should he try to open the window, but he didn’t even touch the glass, making his frown deepen.“Am I too paranoid?”He clicked his tongue as he voiced the question and leaned back in his seat.The hospital room’s door slid
For some reason, the car ride home was tense. Even the hum of the engine couldn’t soothe my mangled nerves.Despite the countless times I rubbed my lips, which still tingled from the unfamiliar kiss, the sensation of Niklaus’s roughness on me neither faded nor fizzled.Why the hell did I moan when he flicked my nipples? I am a beta….Why did he even flick my nipple? I want to scream sexual assault because all this time, I thought of him as a kid brother instead of the panting beast from that time, but we are engaged…we are engaged, right?Fuck.I curse inwardly; the buds on my chest, which I often refer to as dud, feel tender for some reason.My body curls further at the thoughts clouding my mind before I turn my gaze to Niklaus. He still looks furious.Yet despite the fury on his face being my fault—just a gut feeling, each time the headlights of a passing car washes his frame, I am drawn to his mystical beauty.Whoever knew eyes could be that blue.My mouth dries as his gaze turns t
I caught a cold o(*////▽////*)q, I'm resting a bit; next chaps on Monday! No bonus for this story. I appreciate your patience
“Yeah, I have a good nose. Did you forget that?”At the sudden reply, Niklaus exhaled the breath he hadn’t realised he was holding.“That, you did.”He answered non-comitally.“So?”Lucien asked as if he were expecting an answer.“‘So’ what?”“Did we have a contract agreement?”Was that the conclusion he drew? That they were engaged based on a contract?A smile teased the corners of his lips.His Lucien never disappointed.His need to investigate everything meant that he could also convince himself of his findings. It was a risky move, but it paid off.Now, for the nail in the coffin...How would he react if he said, ‘I still love you’? Alphas and omegas expressed their feelings through pheromones, whether it was hate, lust, or even love, so words like ‘I love you’ held little meaning to them because the truth could be sniffed out in a sense. But for betas, they lived backwards, over-relying on meaningless words."I am in love with you, Lucien."His lie flowed easily from his lips, bu
“Bingo!”The word leaves my lips before I can control myself.In response, the woman in red, no Anna Stone—model, actress and dominant omega heiress; everyone knows her face and her nasty temper— curls her lips in disdain.“Bin..go?”Her black ponytail sways a little when she cocks her head to the side.“Yes, bingo.”I repeat, turning to face her fully.“I expected someone like you to approach me here, which is why I isolated myself.”“Someone like me?”Her eyes narrow, before she turns to the man beside her as if ascertaining that her security was on high alert.When her body shifts, I notice two more men outside the door, guarding it—no, perhaps keeping me here until she is finished with me.I swallow nervously, realising that if I bluff too hard, I will make a very dangerous enemy.“By someone like you, I mean someone with ties to Niklaus.”I continue cautiously.“I am not dumb enough to believe that someone like him suits a beta like me.”She says nothing; for some reason, the word
Well… I guess I should have just said I was an omega.“Niklaus, why don’t people know my trait?”“We kept our relationship hidden; I told you.”“I-”I open my mouth, ready to suggest the topic that I discussed with my reflection yesterday: ‘Can we break up?’ But I close it once more.If we break up, where else can I get my memories? But then, again, there are times like this when it feels easier to start all over again. After all, when I look at him, I don’t feel…Okay, so he is sexy to look at, but beyond that, I don’t feel like I love him enough to want to deal with being looked down on because of my traits.“What?”He asks, his eyes moving from my lips.“Nothing.” "Do you want something to drink?”Niklaus asks, turning his gaze to an older man with white hair who looks like a mature version of him, only his features look rougher.It's obvious that he's asking me if I want to drink something out of courtesy; there are waiters who can bring a drink at the raise of a finger; he prob
Niklaus, to my surprise, turns to face me, extending his hand towards me. I half expected him to move between the bowed people and leave me behind, but he didn’t.Huh…For a moment, I hesitate as my gaze lingers on his extended hand.If I were in his shoes, I would have waited aside, but if I hold his hand…wouldn’t it be like…I am his woman or something?Oh…right, we are engaged.I can't get into it. Does that mean I am straight?Relief floods my body at the thought because while homosexuality is normal, even encouraged by Alphas and Omegas, to betas like me, who want kids, it's not the way forward.He is handsome, very handsome, so I guess-“Lucien?”He calls when I hesitate for too long, swallowing my thoughts, I take his offered hand, his warmth immediately seeping into me.“Go to parties like this often?”I whisper as I wince at the flashy lights from some cameras on the side that go off once I leave the car.“Not too often, but this is our first one together.”He leans in to answ
“Don’t touch me!”I groan, but Niklaus pulls me deeper into his arms.I am a bulky guy, but in his arms, I feel no different from a petite man.“Fuck.”I mutter inwardly as I turn my gaze to the side; I don’t know how to look at him without feeling my cheeks heat up.“What’s wrong with helping my fiancé tie a bow tie?”Niklaus says the words right in my ear, just as a picture of him towering over my body flashes in my mind.“Ugh… fuck off!” I groan, trying to push Niklaus off me, but he doesn’t even flinch. In fact, his hold on me tightens as if to say, ‘Stop struggling.’“Did you set up my room?” I ask, finally relaxing into his touch.I don’t see the need to share a bedroom between us when there are over nine rooms in the house, all ensuites. I wouldn’t even insist on my own room if every time I propped pillows between us, I didn't find them on the floor and wake up with him clinging to me for dear life.“Why would an engaged couple need separate rooms?” He counters smoothly as h
LucienThe afternoon sun warmed the path leading up to the large house before me. Wiggling my toes in the sun shining on my bare feet as Niklaus pushes my wheelchair feels good.The cool breeze rustles the trees in the front garden, but more than that, it carries the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers.Nine years ago, I was struggling in debt, but…now, I am at the height of luxury.It’s as if the place I dreamed of living since I joined the force blossomed right before my eyes. But even then, with my salary…this has to be Niklaus’s doing.Fuck.Were we really in love? Did I permit him to fuck an omega during his heat? I don’t want to believe that; the only way that’s possible is if we had a contract or maybe because he wanted to piss off his ‘daddy’ by bringing in a Beta as a goof. But if it’s a joke, isn’t he taking things too far?My eyes, staring at the end of the stretched path to the front porch of the house, narrow at Maya’s presence. She is dressed in a yellow sund
Trigger Warning: Threats Of Sexual Assault.Maya’s lips trembled at Niklaus’ thoughtless answer.“Then why...him? Oh… I get it now… because he was a beta? Hah! Haven't you been watching too many Disney movies? Are you about to say something cliché like, ‘Lucien saw me for who I really am because he couldn’t smell me’?"Her mockery rang loud, but Niklaus remained unphased."Well, if I had to get technical…”He began, swaying his heel left and right on the ground as if the subject excited him."I just… can’t stop my mind from fucking him. I swear, every time I see him, I want to bend him over and slide my cock into him…God, it’s even worse when he cries. He looks so cute. You don’t have a dick, so you won't get it, but his throat is-""You’re sick."Maya interrupted, her face twisted bitterly in disgust at his words before her gaze travelled to his pants, drawn by the upright member piercing through.A faint blush struck her face before she turned away.Niklaus adjusted his sitting postu