Todos os capítulos de The Twin's Rebellious Omega (BL): Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

My entire body was consumed by an agonizing, infernal fire. Every muscle, every nerve, and every instinct buried deep within my marrow was screaming frantically for relief. I squeezed my eyes shut, digging my nails so hard into my palms that skin nearly broke, desperately fighting to regain a shred of control. But the more I fought the overwhelming heat, the more violent and sickeningly sweet the sensations became, threatening to completely drown my sanity.Then—Knock. Knock.I went bone-rigid, my breath catching in my throat. Cold sweat broke out across my forehead as the dull thud echoed like a death knell in the quiet room. Someone was right outside."Klein, are you in there?"It was Sandro. Almost immediately, Gerald’s anxious voice cut through the heavy silence as well."Klein! Answer us! Are you alright?"Their muffled voices grew increasingly frantic, laced with rising panic. I clamped a trembling hand over my mouth, refusing to make a single sound. Instead, I forced my ragg

I stumbled forward blindly, reaching desperately out into the empty air for them as words I had sworn never to utter began rolling over my tongue, heavy with humiliation."H-Help m-me. I-I can't take this a-anymore," I begged, the raw agony tearing through my throat.My knuckles turned white, gripping Lucien’s hand with a frantic, desperate strength while he stared down at me, his gaze piercing, dark, and utterly unreadable. Beside him, Lysander stood with a cruel, predatory smirk carving across his lips, looking down at my pathetic state with sheer amusement."What a sweet, utterly intoxicating scent, darling," Lysander purred, a dark, simmering emotion dancing in his eyes—a look I recognized all too well, and one that sent a violent shiver down my spine. "And here I thought it would take a lifetime before we ever heard those delicious words spill from your mouth."He clapped a heavy hand on his twin’s shoulder, his low chuckle dripping with malice."Did you try to take care of your

—Third Person POV —"Fuck me. Fuck me, please." Those were the desperate words he never expected to spill from his own mouth.He caught the malicious smirk creeping across the twins' faces at his side. In that excruciating second, he wanted nothing more than the floor to swallow him whole from the sheer humiliation of his own words.Drowned in the maddening heat of his rut, he simply couldn't stop those filthy, degrading words from tearing out of his throat."Ahh~" Another helpless moan broke from his lips when Lysander cranked the vibrator to its highest level, sending violent tremors surging through every muscle in his body."Slut."He snapped his head toward Lysander the moment the insult struck his ears. He tried to force himself to feel angry, but the degrading word only seemed to fan the flames, amplifying the overwhelming heat and torturous electric pleasure coursing beneath his skin."I-I... I'm c-coming!" he gasped through his trembling breath, and within seconds, his release

"Well, that’s hardly not our fault, darling. You were far too addicting, far too fucking irresistible that night," Lysander purred, his smooth, dripping tone fanning the embers of my growing rage. "And besides, can you even picture it? You were acting so stubborn, yet in the end, you were practically begging us to fuck you." A slow, insufferable smirk spread across his lips. Consuming with irritation, I grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it directly at his head. But he caught it effortlessly, bursting into a light, mocking laugh. "Damn you—" My voice cut off mid-curse as the heavy wooden door swung open. Lucien stepped into the room. The entire atmosphere plummeted, turning ice-cold in a fraction of a second. I swallowed hard, the sharp, dark glare he leveled at me pinning me to the mattress. "You dare block your mind!?" Lucien asked, his voice a quiet, dangerous rumble as he slowly began his approach toward the bed. My throat went completely bone-dry. The air in the

"Darling?"I snapped my head toward Lysander the moment his smooth, gentle voice broke the silence."Are you alright? You've been absent-minded ever since we came back," he said, his brow furrowed as raw worry etched itself deeply across his features."Are you still—""That's not it," I cut him off instantly, knowing exactly what uncomfortable words were about to spill from his lips."Then what's the problem? Is this because of the argument between you and Lucien?" he pressed, his question causing my eyes to immediately dart away toward his silent twin brother.We were sitting together having dinner. The twins had only just arrived back a short while ago, inviting me to join them the moment they walked into the room. Yet, ever since we sat down to eat, this was the very first conversation that had taken place between us.> "You are affected by what Sandro and Gerald said earlier, am I right, Klein?" Keno’s voice echoed quietly inside my mind, but I ignored him completely, forcing my