The Contract Wife Tries to Leave - Chapter 86
Already irritated, her oblivious actions annoyed him even more. He stifled a sigh and frowned slightly. No matter how hard he tried not to pay attention, all his senses were drawn to her.
I sensed something quietly approaching me. I couldn’t understand what it was trying to do. Should I just snatch it up and pin it down? I’d once again become like a beast driven by instinct, but at least it wouldn’t be as painful. The problem was that even after fully satisfying my lust, I’d be left with a deep sense of shame.
But when I thought about it calmly, I had no reason to feel shame. It was merely my pride, obsession with cleanliness, and disgust for omegas stirring up those feelings. Since I needed to have an heir with Johanna Lucerne anyway, there was no issue in taking her.
Rationalizing it this way only made the urge stronger. My instincts kept provoking my reason. Leonid clenched his fists, gritting his teeth.
Then it happened.
Something soft and warm touched my body. Leonid froze for a moment. Was this… a blanket?
“……”
Only then did I understand why Johanna had suddenly gotten up and rustled about.
I almost let out a chuckle in disbelief. So, she covered me with a blanket because she thought I was cold?
Well, honestly… it was kind of cute. I was curious about what kind of expression she had on her face while doing such a little adorable thing. He opened his eyes just a sliver, enough so that it wouldn’t be obvious. The exceptional vision of a hyper-dominant alpha allowed him to clearly see her face even in the darkness.
Johanna stood still for a moment, looking down at him… and then, she gently smiled.
It was a smile that felt as warm as the blanket she had placed over him. At that moment, something stirred powerfully inside him. It felt like the throbbing of his heart, or perhaps a shiver running through his nerves. At the same time, his lower abdomen tightened, and his manhood grew heavy.
He was speechless with disbelief. Was he aroused? Just from seeing her smile?
Completely unaware of his turmoil, Johanna slowly stepped back with that same gentle smile and eventually turned her back to him.
He wanted to grab her retreating figure. To pull her back, shove her into the corner of the couch, and pin her beneath him.
This instinct, like the urge to hunt, was an alpha’s nature. Alphas were beasts like that. When encountering another alpha, they would establish dominance, and when it came to an omega who could become their mate, they felt a desire for conquest.
Leonid bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, squeezing his eyes shut. The self-control he had honed for over eight years wasn’t in vain; the impulse couldn’t defeat him.
The rustling of blankets reached his ears. He knew Johanna had returned to her bed. Leonid endured for as long as he could, but when he could no longer stand it, he abruptly stood up.
“Damn it…”
He muttered softly to himself, roughly tousling his hair as he strode toward the bed. In his mind, instinct and reason were still clashing, but the scale was tipping in favor of instinct.
Johanna, of all things, was curled up in her sleep. Her fragile, pitiful, and youthful appearance tugged at his conscience.
“……”
After a brief moment of internal struggle, Leonid found a compromise between his conscience and reason. He pulled back the blanket and gently laid Johanna on her back. Then, he lifted her thin nightdress up to her chest and climbed on top of her.
The sudden touch of cold air on her skin caused her to shiver in her sleep, clearly feeling the chill. Leonid, with his hands heated by desire, softly caressed her upper body. Meanwhile, his other hand lowered his waistband, freeing his already throbbing e******n.
“Haa…”
He began to pleasure himself in front of her. His plan was to relieve himself quietly and step back, just shy of crossing the line. After all, this was the best way to deal with his urges—for both of them.
Leonid spent a long time stroking himself, but at some point, he pulled Johanna’s hand towards him, wrapping it around his e******n. He held her hand over his, moving them together as they swiftly glided along his length. His c**k, now slick with precum, fit perfectly in their joined hands, gliding with ease.
With his other hand, he kneaded her b****t as if it were soft dough, eliciting a faint moan from her. It seemed she felt it, even in her sleep.
“Huu…”
The act was already reaching its climax. Blood rushed tightly to his lower abdomen as his arousal peaked. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, and his breathing grew ragged. He quickened the pace of his strokes on his e******n. And finally, he reached his limit.
“Kugh…”
A rough groan escaped through his clenched teeth as he climaxed. Thick, white s***n spurted from the tip of his c**k, splattering all over her lower abdomen. With two or three more spurts, the s***n pooled like a small lake around her navel, trickling down her skin and onto the sheets.
“Haa…”
The rich scent of alpha pheromones filled the air, mixing with the sticky remnants of his release. He lifted his hands, now slick with s***n, from his c**k. Her hand, too, fell limply to the side. Leonid silently stared at the mess he had created for a while.
Then, overwhelmed by a strange impulse, he spread his s***n across her chest. As ridiculous as it was, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction spread hotly through him. Now, she was fully marked with his scent.
Alpha pheromones overflowed uncontrollably, filling the room. Johanna’s body trembled as she breathed in the sudden flood of pheromones, her breath growing shallow.
Leonid bent down, wrapping his arms tightly around her, pressing his nose against the nape of her neck. He licked her delicate skin, greedily inhaling the scent of omega pheromones seeping from her gland. His heart, soaked in desire, pounded wildly in his chest.
