章 32: A Dangerous Bargain (3) [R18]

Mikael was unsure of what he needed to do, so he desperately sought something to hold onto. A surge of raw sensations waved through his body as he clutched the bedsheets beneath him and braced himself.

With clear fluid sticking between Mikael's legs, Nicolaus did not have difficulty thrusting his whole tip inside, but that was it. He could not push more inches further.

"Haah!"

Mikael's lips popped in surprise. He felt Nicolaus' shape distinctly, with their figures tangled as one in bed. He was overwhelmed by his member entering his walls, sensing weird tingles down there that were accompanied by a prickling pain.

"Fuck, it's too cramped." Nicolaus clinked his tongue as he pushed further, but could make a little progress from Mikael's narrowing walls. "Relax... for fuck's sake."

Mikael's walls were hugging him hungrily, drawing a line between Nicolaus' eyebrows. He then placed his hands on Mikael's pelvis as he drove carefully deeper, not wanting to forcefully barge inside his entrance and make another mistake like last time. He had to control his thirst.

"Aa, ah! Slowly!–"

Mikael cried loudly. However, Nicolaus placed a hand on his mouth and shushed him. Mikael's eyes formed tears, and he could not distinguish between the odd sensation and the pain.

He felt extremely weird and did not know how to react to it. A feeling of strangeness akin to fierce heat made his lower half crumble. He got scared that it was too much for his senses.

"Uuuh, hnng!" were the muffled noises that escaped from Mikael. His eyes gazed into Nicolaus', his brows furrowing, and at the same time, his lips quivered beneath the firm grip of a hand.

Nicolaus leaned in close and kissed the escaping tear from Mikael's eyes, tasting salty. As he drew his nose close to his face, Nicolaus could start to smell the same sweet natural perfume on Mikael's skin.

"Did you put on some oil?" he asked, to which Mikael replied with a confused shake of his head from side to side. "You smell sweet."

Discerning it the same as the previous scent he smelled on him on their wedding night, it was probably Mikael's pheromones spilling.

Nicolaus had never encountered such sweetness and pleasant fragrance from an alpha before. Even those omegas he had run into down the red district could never come close, no matter how hard they attempted. It was like comparing a diamond to a pebble.

Backing off and repositioning, he parted Mikael's thighs with his two hands and got a hold of his pelvis again. Nicolaus ventured deeper, slowly into the depth of Mikael's walls.

"...Haa, huuk!"

As he did, he could feel Mikael's rear gripping his shaft, either pleading with him not to slide more inches in or asking to be explored in depths. Mostly, it was the latter.

"Keep... your voice low."

"H, How can I, uuung!–"

Mikael raised his hands beside his head, clenching his fingers until they turned pale of color. The thick rod glided in inches deeper than he could imagine, and it still gave no signs of reaching the base yet.

"Haack! It's, uhh-ng, going to rip!"

When Mikael had just started panicking about reaching the pole's base, Nicolaus raised his legs upwards and took the last push to insert his size completely.

Mikael shook and pressed his lips tightly when he caught a moan threatening to leak. He threw his head back and reached a climax the very second Nicolaus penetrated his whole shaft; the liquid burst out of him and landed on his own chest.

"...Nnng, huu."

"You good?" Nicolaus asked, holding a finger and brushing off the long threads of Mikael's wig clinging sticky to his forehead from the sweat.

'I, It's finally in.'

Mikael could feel his stomach full as he twitched all over his body. He put a trembling hand down his lower abdomen, feeling a bulge as he caressed against it.

At the moment, he locked gazes with the man towering over him. Golden irises, observing him thoroughly, finding any signs of discomfort or pain in Mikael's expression.

Mikael felt troubled how this ferocious beast would threaten him daily was different from how he would treat him on the bed.

With Nicolaus' finger stroking his forehead, cleaning Mikael's face with hair threads from his wig, the look on his face was softer than his usual stoic expression.

'He could look... domestic.'

It was a weird word to describe a person, but it fitted Nicolaus' gap in personality when in bed. Then, a thought visited Mikael's mind and shot him with a realization, tempting him to tame the beast.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Nicolaus' voice snapped him back to reality. Simultaneously, he tightly pressed his thumbs on Mikael's pelvis around the bulging area.

"Ahn!" The whimper came out unexpectedly. Instinctively, Mikael held Nicolaus' wrist like a plea to stop putting pressure. The hot shaft had been crushing his insides, turning him hypersensitive. Not to mention, he just came a while ago.

"Mhh, My lord, wait!–"

Now, this reaction was enough for Nicolaus to continue since he had been stepping on thin ice, waiting for Mikael to adjust to his size. With a glint of desire dancing in his eyes, Nicolaus shifted Mikael's hips sensually before plunging deeply into him.

The room started filling with passionate, wet noises as the two entwined, only intensifying the existing lust swirling in the room.

"Uuh, slow, hnn, ung, do-ungh!" His moans were high-pitched, and he could not control them slipping from his lips.

The bed creaked each time their lower halves met. His whole body shuddered with every penetrate of his club into his clenching walls. Losing on the moment, Mikael climaxed on his uneven breath.

"Ha-ahn, ah! Uuhn!"

Mikael blushed in shame, and his face could not be redder. His hips were still moving on their own, playing the same rhythm as Nicolaus guided him.

'Th, This is different from last time!'

He did not know what was happening with his head. He could not think clearly because the world was spinning.

Unknowingly, he released a flurry of pheromones, dramatically shifting the atmosphere of the room with its ripples through the air.

Caught off guard, Nicolaus was taken aback by the unexpected assault on his senses. It inflated his nostrils and awakened his deepest instincts.

"Mn, can't you... fucking control your pheromones?"

Every fiber of him screamed lust, throbbed with ache that demanded to take Mikael and drive him senseless. Nicolaus fought his internal desire to ram his club viciously since he did not want to delay the trip again.

But the nectar's temptation was hard to resist.

Mikael's legs were brought close to his chest. He was pushed into an awkward position, giving Nicolaus a great view of his lower region.

'How is he getting bigger!'

The hot rod filling his walls unexpectedly grew by a few centimeters, its tip penetrating and claiming his deepest, unexplored territory.

Nicolaus began roughly pulling out Mikael's waist and pushing back his shaft all the way, the speed becoming increasingly fervent without a pause.

"Huck! Haah-ah, ah-ang!"

Mikael panted at each thrust, his arms drifting on the sheets until they found the courage to cling onto Nicolaus' shoulders. He had trouble keeping his eyes open as Nicolaus shoved deep through a relentless pace.

"M, My lord! Too, ahh, ha-ah, fast!"

He hugged the beast who was stirring his insides, begging in Nicolaus' ear to slow down. He should not have talked early when he said Nicolaus was different in bed.

"Ahh, uuhn!"

Yielding from the intensity, Mikael reached his peak again, the feverish sensation dripping down to his body. His convulsing insides embraced Nicolaus' shaft as he released the fluid on his abdomen.

Simultaneously, Nicolaus felt the mounting urge to ejaculate as Mikael's lower entrance squeezed his shape eagerly, lustfully. He shifted Mikael's knees closer to his hips and picked up the pace inhumanly.

Each thrust brought them closer, getting near and near. Mikael squirmed again; his legs flew in circles, his fingers pulled the sheets off the bed until Nicolaus finally shot his seed inside him.

Nicolaus rested over Mikael for a moment, before he took his shaft out. As he did, the fluid leaked from Mikael's rear, staining the mattress.

'I, Is he done?'

Mikael's legs slumped on the bed. As he heaved for air, he peered under their lower region, only to witness that Nicolaus' rod was still hard.

"You should... learn to control your pheromones, wife," Nicolaus mumbled in his ears. "Because of you, we'll have a long night."