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„Kelvin felt his head throbbing again as he became conscious of his environment. The whole place was hot, and the room was heavily saturated with his pheromones.
He could hear the faint moans and breathing rhythm of the person holding his waist and thrusting into him from behind. Who was that? Max? No. There's no pheromones... Maxâs pheromones were heavy and suffocating. So who was he? Kelvin was on his fours, clutching onto the bedsheets tightly, rocking his hips backward to meet every thrust. Whoever he was, he was obviously terrible at it. He kept on hammering into him without any rhythm or technique. Tsk. He let his head fall back to see the person behind him, and slowly, his memory came creeping back to him. A tall, handsome young man. With wide blue, expressive eyes and light brown hair. A total stranger. âHahh⊠fuck. Slow down a⊠bit.â Kelvin could feel it go all the way to his belly. How long have they been going at it now? Hours? Days? The sight of several used condoms scattered across the bedroom floor answered the question well enough. âNgh⊠babyâso goodâŠâ His grip on Kelvinâs waist tightened. Hugging his back, he let his damn hair fall on Kelvinâs shoulder. âSlow⊠down⊠shit.â Kelvin gritted his teeth. The hunk's pace had increased with more force. Fuck, was he trying to kill him? Kelvin grabbed his head from behind and shot him a death glare. âHey. I said slow the fuckin⊠down!â he growled into the young stud's ears. âOh⊠okay⊠it just feels so goodâŠâ âShitâŠâ âIâm close, baby⊠I'm cumming.â âWho the fuck is you're calling babâhahh!!â The younger man finished with a strained groan before pulling away. Kelvin collapsed onto the bed, sweat clinging to his entire body as he buried his face into the sheets, trying to steady his breathing. Though he was exhausted, he still wanted more. That tingling sensation still clung to the bottom of his stomach, and he could feel his hardness return. Turning his head, Kelvin looked over at his partner, who was also trying to catch his breath. His gaze slowly drifted down the younger manâs body. The tall, muscular stranger was kneeling on the bed, his face flushed red while sweat glistened across his tanned skin. He lowered his blue eyes shyly, avoiding Kelvinâs lingering stare. Now that his sudden heat had calmed slightly, Kelvin could clearly see that his partner was younger than him. Although the man's cock was definitely not 'younger' at all. Just the sight of it was enough to make Kelvin gulp really hard. That monstrous thing was what had been pounding into him this entire time? Yeah. The guy had definitely been trying to kill him. âYou are hard again.â Kelvin whispered as he made his way towards him. He wanted him inside him again. The man shyly scurried a bit backward, towards the edge of the large bed, making Kelvin pause to look at him. âYou're tired?â âNoâŠâ he murmured, blinking his long lashes quickly. âGood.â Kelvin nodded in response. He made his move quickly, and started stroking the cock. âWait⊠ngh.â His hands flew to his mouth, trying to stifle his moans. Kelvin really had no plans on listening to him. he lowered his head and covered the tip with his mouth, slurping on it. One of the younger manâs hands stayed over his mouth while the other tangled into Kelvinâs black hair, gently trying to make him slow down. Looking up at him, Kelvin noticed how red his face had become. Actually, his entire body looked overheated. The flushed expression only made him harder to resist. Fuck. He didnât want to wait anymore. He needed him inside him again. Kelvin pulled him closer and flipped him onto his back. In one swift movement, he climbed onto his lap, straddling him. As his hands slid across the younger manâs defined abs, Kelvin frowned slightly. His body was burning hot. Was he running a fever? âI can't⊠thereâs no condom,â he rasped and tried to cover his dick with his hands. Kelvin had a dumb look on his face for a second, but he got up to check the nightstand, where he found the empty pack lying around in the drawer. They had really used up the entire thing. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. Going out to get a pack would be a hassle. He seems to be a beta. There'll be no harm if they go raw, unlessâ âLet's keep goingâŠâ he said with a straight face, as he went back to straddling the puzzled-looking lad. âHuh?! ButâŠâ âAre you sick?â Kelvin tilted his head a bit. The lad's wolf-cut hairstyle was covering the back of his neck. âWhat? No!.. I'm healthy!â âFine, so let's keep going. You are really hard, doesn't it hurt?â Kelvin's gripped the cock he's been fondling for a while harder. Causing him to whine in pain. He lowered his body to hug him and lifted his hips, slowly inserting it deep inside of him. He hadn't taken anything this big in years. âRelax a bit baby⊠itâs not even half in yetâŠâ â Hey! I would prefer it if you kept your mouth shut and kept thrusting to⊠hahh!â The younger man's body temperature continued to rise. His breathe was uneven. Something was wrong. Kelvin could feel it. Shit. What's with this dude? He doesn't know when to slow down or increase his pace. You could never know his next move. Holding onto Kelvin's waist, the younger man's movements gradually became more frantic along with his rising body temperature. It was like he's losing control. Kelvin was already overwhelmed by the intensity. He just needed something more, if he could get a little bit of⊠âPhe⊠pheromonesâŠâ he mumbled. âHuh? I can't⊠hear you, beautiful sirâŠâ He held Kelvin closer, drowning in every drop of pheromones he was releasing. The scorching heat kept spreading evenly throughout his entire body. It was getting harder to bear. âI want⊠phe⊠pheromones⊠ngh.â Kelvin's head was slurring. All he could think was the immense pleasure he could feel. Without warning, the entire room was quickly saturated with a different scent. It was minty and refreshing, relaxing every muscle in Kelvin's tensed-up body. Where was it coming from? He had no idea. But it felt good, and he wanted more. âMore⊠want⊠more!â He cried out, clinging to his partner. The scent increased drastically, along with the tingling sensation in his lower body. âSir⊠it hurts⊠ngh!â The panting lad, who had been struggling only a few minutes ago, suddenly calmed down to a halt. Kelvin suddenly could feel something change. his dick was getting bigger? âTake it out! Shit!â he cried out in pain. The already massive pressure was increasing. âI can't, baby. I'm stuck⊠whyâŠ?â the confused lad was sweating profusely. âShit! I said take it out!!!â Kelvin screamed. The pain was becoming harder to bear. he could feel his mind slipping out of consciousness. This fucker was trying to knot him! Even though he was a Beta?!Tristan Wells's sleepy blue eyes fluttered open, and he peeped around for a while.The draped room was quiet and cool.The peculiar beige curtains.The soft and silky sheets.Everything was unfamiliar around him, until his gaze fell on the man who was sound asleep by his side. Although he tried not to move, he couldn't control his heart from doing a flip, at the sight of the sleeping Omega who purred like a tired cat in his arms.Tristan's face reddened a bit as he reminisced about last night's encounter.What a surprise. Never had he imagined his first time would be with such a pretty Omega. Smiling to himself, he adjusted a bit and tried to cuddle his sleeping partner, but the man, who had woken up, forcefully pushed him, and he found himself on the floor with a loud thud.âHello dear, GoodâŠd morningâŠâ Tristan smiled up at him with worried eyes. Was he angry? Or hungry?âGood morningâŠâ Kelvin sighed and looked down at the naked lad crouching on the floor.âDon't speak to me
Kelvin felt his head throbbing again as he became conscious of his environment. The whole place was hot, and the room was heavily saturated with his pheromones. He could hear the faint moans and breathing rhythm of the person holding his waist and thrusting into him from behind. Who was that? Max? No. There's no pheromones... Maxâs pheromones were heavy and suffocating. So who was he? Kelvin was on his fours, clutching onto the bedsheets tightly, rocking his hips backward to meet every thrust. Whoever he was, he was obviously terrible at it. He kept on hammering into him without any rhythm or technique. Tsk. He let his head fall back to see the person behind him, and slowly, his memory came creeping back to him. A tall, handsome young man. With wide blue, expressive eyes and light brown hair. A total stranger. âHahh⊠fuck. Slow down a⊠bit.â Kelvin could feel it go all the way to his belly. How long have they been going at it now? Hours? Days? The sigh
âNghh⊠nghâŠâThe Omegaâs grip on Tristan tightened.He found himself pinned against the wall as the stranger desperately rubbed his hips against Tristanâs growing hardness.Tristan glanced around the apartment and noticed the lights were off.What was he supposed to do?It was obvious the Omega was light-headed.How was he meant to help? He could barely see anything, and didnât have any suppressant pills on him.The entire apartment was flooded with sweet, lemon-scented pheromones strong enough to make any Alpha lose control.Tristan stood still for a moment, his own head was beginning to feel hazy. He tried prying the Omega off him again, but the man refused to let go.The soft moans and hot breaths brushing against his ear and face werenât helping at all.Heat slowly pooled low in his stomach, spreading through his body.This is dangerous.Tristan could feel it clearly. He needed to do something before the situation spiraled out of control.Fumbling around in the darkness, he finall
âDirector! Director!â "Huhâugh..." Kelvin groaned. His head felt heavy, as if a massive weight was placed on his neck. He forced his eyes open again and saw Julia's worried dark brown gaze peering into his. She wore a thick nose mask. âJuliaâŠâ his voice cracked. She helped him sit upright and handed him a bottle of water. She watched intently as he drank the water and handed the empty bottle back to her. He looked around and let out a long sigh of relief when he realized they were in the back seat of his black SUV. Julia sighed as well. She had rushed into the boardroom the moment she got a call from Secretary Dean that Kelvin had collapsed during the meeting. With the help of another secretary, she had carried him to the car and administered a suppressant injection. He would flip out the moment he found out, but it was the only way to stabilize his heat and prevent his pheromones from spreading and attracting unwanted attention. âThe board meeting ha
The man had stopped screaming for twenty minutes.Then...Whack!âAhh!âWhack!!âAhhh!âBlood gushed out from his split lips and trailed down his face, swollen and mangled with dirt.His shirt was also ruffled with dirt and blood.Barely conscious, he could no longer scream properly, yet the muscular men in black suits, who had dragged him into the dark room a few hours ago and tied him to a wooden stool, wouldn't stop hitting him.Another neatly dressed goon walked into the room and whispered something to one of the goons. They paused and swore at their victim, but stopped hitting him.The door flung open.âWhere's the fucker?!â A tall, slim man walked into the room. His expressionless eyes settled on the bloodied man tied to the stool.âBoss.â The two goons greeted him and bowed their heads as they stepped aside, allowing their boss to walk through.He took off his jacket, tossed it at them, and rolled up his sleeves.âFuck! Fuck! Fuck!â he swore through clenched jaws.Before the







