My Perfect Omega - Chapter 50
Thrusting powerfully and rapidly from below, he let out a short moan into her mouth as he buried himself deep inside her, all the way to the root of his s***t.
“Hnnng, ah, hngh!”
Leila, feeling like she was being lifted off the bed by his vigorous thrusts, couldn’t hold back and released her fluids. Even in her pheromone-induced daze, she was aware of her own shameful act, making her squirm and shed tears. The humiliation was so intense she wished she could die.
But she couldn’t continue her thoughts. The sensation of her overly sensitive clxxxxis being rubbed again made her mind go blank. With his member buried deep inside her, she spread her legs wide, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure from his touch.
Though it hadn’t been long since she last climaxed, she felt the rising tide of pleasure again. With her upper and lower body tightly pinned by him, she swayed in time with his renewed movements.
Drowning in the overwhelming pleasure, she passed out, but her body continued to absorb his strong pheromones greedily. The ecstasy was so profound that she unknowingly smiled and closed her eyes in satisfaction.
* * *
Rumors, despite not having legs, ran incredibly fast. The news that Lucas had taken the blind omega to his mansion spread like wildfire in the capital. Since the source of the rumor was Timo and Amelie, it was considered credible.
People were highly interested in the story of the man blessed by the gods and the woman abandoned by the gods meeting due to their hyper dominant traits. The reactions were sharply divided.
Supporters and dissidents.
Supporters argued that it was worth celebrating the union of the only two extreme dominants in the Camorr Empire. Opponents claimed it was unfair that a woman with nothing and even physical flaws was chosen solely because she was a hyper dominant.
Among the more vehement critics, some insulted Leila, saying Lucas had poor judgment.
Regardless of the public opinion, Lucas feared that either his brain or his back might melt and disappear at this rate.
“Haa, huu…”
It had been three days since Leila entered her heat cycle. Heat and rut cycles typically lasted from three to five days.
Proving this, the once overwhelming pheromone scent that could sting the nose had significantly weakened.
“Or maybe my nose has just gotten used to it…”
He muttered to himself, touching his nose. Since the sense of smell quickly adapts to odors, he wondered if he had become so saturated with her pheromones that it no longer felt as strong.
He gazed at Leila, who was sleeping like she had fainted in his arms. Her once fair skin was now covered in red flowers and blooming bite marks, as if she had been nibbled all over by a beast.
Watching her quietly, he placed his palm on her rounded, neat forehead. Once hot, it now felt cool to the touch, thanks to the fever reducers he had administered during their intercourse.
“So an omega’s heat cycle is just as intense as an alpha’s rut.”
In truth, he might be the one who endured more, having gone through her heat cycle without being in a rut himself.
Lucas carefully rose, trying not to wake her. Before detaching their bodies, he slowly withdrew his still-deeply-buried length in her.
As his fist-sized tip popped out with a sound, the mixture of sxmxn and her fluids that had accumulated inside her immediately poured out. Lucas caught the flowing sxmxn with his hand and pushed it back into her entrance before standing up.
Like a well-fed leopard leisurely sauntering after a satisfying meal, he left the bedroom, looking for his robe while licking her fluids off his hand. This sight had become quite familiar.
