My Perfect Omega - Chapter 127
“Ah, ah…”
Despite the feeling of being forcibly split apart, she couldn’t react. Before the pain could come, his pheromones wrapped around her like a storm, heating her body.
“Ha, ha.”
Lucas gripped her hips with both hands as if he was about to crush them, lifting and then dropping her.
Thwack—!
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed fiercely. The previous interactions between them now seemed like mere child’s play. Just as his intense pheromones invaded her senses, his manhood forcibly pushed through her inner flesh, slamming against her cervix.
“Ugh, ah…”
Caught by him, Leila’s body shook uncontrollably as she felt the hot sxmxn spreading inside her. She felt as if she had climaxed too, but she couldn’t grasp what was happening.
“Kgh, haa, haa—”
“Haah, nnnngh…”
As he paused to catch his breath, Leila also wrapped her arms around his neck, panting. The thick scent of wood, lavender, and bergamot pheromones filled her lungs. It felt like she was marinating in his pheromones like olives soaked in oil.
“Huu, Leila…”
Resting his chin on her shoulder, Lucas whispered in a hoarse voice and tilted his head. Seeing her pale neck, he swallowed hard. Her pheromones, enriched after receiving his essence, now smelled sweeter than well-aged wine, richer than Darjeeling tea.
Unable to resist, he opened his mouth wide and bit her neck.
“Mmmh!”
He nibbled at her delicate flesh with his teeth. Leila squirmed and flailed as he bit the sensitive spot where her pulse beat. He shushed her gently and tenderly patted her plump hips. Then, leisurely, he licked the mark he had left.
“Aah, haaa, Lu, cas…”
He licked slowly, like a large beast grooming its young, and then began moving his hips again. As he walked, he would thrust up sharply, sucking on her neck.
They arrived at the bedroom, where he climbed onto the bed with her still in his arms. Even on the bed, he didn’t stop moving. Holding her tightly with both arms, he ground his hips in circles, the hard member scraping against her inner walls.
“Ah, haaangh!”
With his glans pressing insistently against her cervix, Leila felt like she was dying. The stimulation inside her made her want to escape, but she couldn’t. Trapped in his arms, she squirmed, but it was futile.
The tighter she moved, the more he squeezed her, making it impossible to move. Her soft brxxsts spilled out to the sides, and the joined flesh below made obscene noises with every movement.
“Haa, Leila…”
He kept murmuring her name like a sigh, as if he couldn’t help but call her name, gradually increasing his speed.
As he thrust shallowly while holding her slender waist, her pliant walls opened wide as he entered, then pleasantly contracted as he withdrew.
“Ah, aahn…”
He felt like he was going mad. His mind felt like molten metal, burning endlessly. He wanted to release this insatiable desire before it drove him insane.
He wanted to pour everything he had into her. He wanted to fill her deepest parts, her womb, with his essence, hoping she would carry his offspring.
No, he would force it open and fill her to the brim. Then she would never think of leaving his side again.
