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“Your Majesty, Omega thief,” came the voice of a servant who entered after permission, and then a rumble.
Zihong looked up from the document and saw a young guy with disheveled black hair and a bowed head on the floor on his knees, and a book next to him.
“What happened?” he asked, exhaling noisily. He hated being distracted from his business, but he once ordered that he personally deal with all the affairs of the courtiers in order to be closer to them and resolve everything fairly.
“He tried to steal a book from the library, was caught in the process,” the servant said clearly, but the omega suddenly raised his head with a furious expression on his face.
“I didn't mean to steal! I would read it and return it to its place!” he shouted.
Zihong raised both eyebrows. Omegas didn’t usually behave like this, anyone would have already cried and begged for forgiveness, or just sat silently, waiting for punishment, but this boy... continued to resolutely look straight into the king’s eyes with his huge caramel ones, as if trying to convince him of his innocence. Which was also atypical for both omegas and people of lower status.
Very interesting.
“Leave him here, I’ll figure it out when I’m done. And don’t distract me until I leave again, I really need to look at this document,” he said, turning his eyes to the servant, who bowed low, leaving the room and closing the doors.
Zihong looked at the guy again, he was already calmly looking around the room, although he was still sitting on his knees with his hands hidden behind him, and the king chuckled again, lowering his eyes to his work.
He needed to finish reading this treaty on mutually beneficial relations with a neighboring kingdom by tomorrow at the latest, and he wanted to study it inside and out so that no unexpected problems would surface later.
That king was not as honest and fair as himself, he was more cruel, cunning, and Zihong found the first trick in the eighth point. “Both-way shipping is provided by the Lin Kingdom only.”
Yeah, dream. Zihong knew how much time and effort it took, and how dangerous it was to move through the forest with roaming bandits. He was not going to risk his people twice as much, so he dipped his pen in ink and crossed out this point, writing next to it: “everyone delivers from his kingdom by his own people.”
A sharp rumble made him jerk, draw a random line at the end of the phrase and look up.
Omega was no longer on the floor by the door; he was standing near the bookcase with a frightened face and several books in a heap in his hands, which had probably fallen out of the cabinet.
“What do you think you are doing?” asked the alpha.
The guy swallowed, his cheeks turned a little pink, and Zihong finally caught his scent - daffodils, spring, youth, gentle but tart, melodic but persistent, with notes of the first rain, probably from shame.
It was the most magnificent thing his nose had ever experienced, and his inner wolf seemed to awaken, also twitching its nose and inhaling this aroma. This did not happen even with the most noble and desirable omegas of the kingdom, his alpha did not like all of this, so this reaction was surprising.
“I’m just looking, I can’t just sit on the floor all the time! It’s not my fault that the books were poorly arranged and fell out!” the guy pulled the king out of his thoughts, turning to the closet again and starting to put the books back on the shelf.
Zihong had not remembered such impudent omegas in his life. It became clear that while he was in the room, there could be no talk of any documents; this little pain in the ass would not allow him to work in peace. In addition, his smell, which for some reason began to be felt more strongly, most likely, the inner wolf tuned in to him and could no longer sit still. God.
Zihong exhaled, put down the pen, closed the bottle of ink, putting it in the corner of the table, and stood up.
He couldn't help the instincts that screamed, "show your best, show what an alpha you are," and his shoulders straightened on their own, and his chest stuck out as he slowly approached the thief.
Omega glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, almost imperceptibly, but continued to set down the books, although his cute little fingers trembled a little.
“Your name?” asked Zihong, coming closer and stopping a meter away from the guy so as not to go crazy from his divine smell.
“Ya-yang.. Yang Yuteng,” said the boy, now not so bratty and bold, putting down the last book and now looking at his hands in front of him below, picking the edge of his milk shirt.
“Tell me, Yang Yuteng, why you wanted to steal something from me,” Zihong asked in a low voice, turning his gaze to the book lying on the floor at the entrance and walking towards it.
“I told you I didn’t mean to steal! I wanted to read it and return it!” the guy shouted again, and the king squatted down, picking up the book.
“Omegas. Seduction, submission, satisfaction,” he read out loud, and his eyebrows climbed onto his forehead, and he turned his head in surprise towards the guy, Yuteng.
He looked at his hands again, his cheeks were completely burgundy, and the smell became even more rainy, apparently completely ashamed. He looked cute, and the king wanted to tease him.
Zihong rose to his feet, approaching the omega again and passing the volume into his hands.
“So you couldn’t take this book because it’s in the adult section and you’re still just a pup, right?” he asked, grinning.
He was one of the few rulers who taught his subordinates to read and write and allowed the use of the library, but only in the reading room. However, there were sections for different ages, and this guy was clearly not 21 to read such things.
“I’m not a pup!” the omega snapped angrily, raising his eyes for a second, and then lowering them again and pouting his lips.
Just like a pup.
Zihong could barely restrain his smile of emotion.
He came even closer, knowing that being so close made any omega begin to obey, but this guy stood straight, albeit on trembling legs.
At such a distance, it turned out that they were the same height, but he still seemed smaller, more fragile, delicate, like the petals of milky daffodils, but with a bright, bold yellow center of character.
Zihong tilted his head to the guy's neck, hearing a sharp, trembling exhalation, and inhaled his scent, almost touching the skin of his throat with the tip of his nose.
Here, close, the smell of spring became even more intense, like a hurricane it turned everything inside the alpha, driving him crazy, and he exhaled hotly into the milky skin, sharply feeling a new note of smell - honey, the smell of excitement, and tried with all his might to hold back his inner wolf so as not to attack this angel.
He leaned away, seeing that the omega in front of him was now standing with his eyes closed and his luscious lips parted, with an even deeper blush and breathing raggedly. His face seemed to have been created by sculptors - fair skin, long eyelashes and thick eyebrows, a small sharp nose and several beautiful moles, like stars in the night sky.
Damn, Zihong would like to see him like this under him, only with tears and moans of his name, but he couldn’t do that. He clenched his fist behind his back, taking a step back to regain his composure.
“You smell like you just came out of your first heat, how old are you, 16?” he asked, feeling his voice roughen with desire. Of course, he was teasing the guy, he was definitely over 16, but Zihong wanted to see his hot bratty side again.
And it didn’t make him wait long. The caramel ones started drilling through him again, albeit a little shinier.
“I’m already 18!” the omega shouted, making Zihong smile.
“But these books are only available to 21-year-olds and alphas, how do you explain this?” he asked.
Yuteng snorted, looking to the side.
“What should we do if the alphas here are idiots and cannot properly satisfy... normally help during heat? I decided to study the issue myself to help myself. And I don’t understand why there is such an age limit. Omegas are suffering since they are 16 years old,” he said decisively, lowering the volume at the end, making an offended tone and pouting his lips again.
God, for the first time in his life, Zihong was so fascinated by someone, for the first time in life, he saw someone who did not agree with his every word, but defended his opinion, someone who could become a worthy match for him. For the first time in life, he felt like his wolf was running around inside in circles, demanding to take this omega for himself, but how..?
He shook his head, turning his back and walking towards the window. His alpha was pumping out attraction pheromones like a teenager, and not a serious ruler, and the guy’s omega reciprocated, so it was already difficult to breathe in the room and difficult to think sensibly, everything was shrouded in mutual desire, attraction. Zihong opened the window with one hand, letting in fresh air, and with the other, he quietly adjusted his half-hard cock under the robe.
A stream of fresh air finally allowed him to breathe, clearing his head a little and returning the ability to speak.
“I wonder why no one could help you. Maybe they were afraid that such a fierce little thing might bite off their knot?” he asked, turning back to Yuteng and pursing his lips to hold back his laughter.
Omega chuckled, folding his arms over his chest.
“It’s not my fault that they are such weak Alphas who are afraid of Omegas at least a little stronger,” he said, raising his head, and Zihong so wanted to come closer and tickle his chin, but he clenched his hands tighter behind his back, taking just a step towards Yuteng. He was drawn to him like a magnet, and he did not know how to deal with it.
“And what kind of alpha would suit you?” he asked, somehow not giving away what his inner wolf was screaming.
The atmosphere in the room changed again, became tense again, despite the open window. The omega's eyes narrowed slightly and the corner of his lips lifted.
“Older, because people the same age are all stupid pups. Strong, stronger than me, passionate but fair, who will not try to submit or change me, but will be worthy of me,” he finished almost in a whisper and licked his lip, sending shivers throughout Zihong’s body.
"It's me! It's me! It’s me!” his gut screamed, but he silenced this voice forcefully, looking up from his plump crimson lips to his sparkling brown eyes.
“Where will you find someone like that?” he asked, hearing a vibration in his voice. He didn’t realize how he came close to the omega, how just centimeters began to separate them, how their breaths mixed, smells intertwined, and the wolves circled around each other, wagging their tails.
Suddenly, the book that started it all fell out of Yuteng’s hands, and he immediately fell to his knees, picking it up, but once at the floor, he was in no hurry to get up. His gaze fell on the alpha’s cock, noticeably protruding through the robe, and he swallowed noisily.
Zihong didn't know how he was still holding up. He so wanted to run his fingers through those silky black curls and hold the omega close to him, let him do what he wanted, let him try himself. He could smell the slick flowing from Yuteng, soaking his underwear, saw the outline of his cute cock being squeezed by his pants, saw how he was literally trembling with desire, and how the king wanted to break loose, how he wanted him.
His own cock throbbed, as if feeling this gaze on him, asking to come out, and then into this small beautiful mouth.
“Maybe I’ve already found,” the omega whispered quietly, and Zihong swallowed the growl escaping from his chest.
He couldn't do that. Yuteng probably had not encountered such strong alphas before, and his mind was clouded by the instincts of his omega. The king didn't want to be the one to take advantage of him. He had to pull himself together, and over time, he could get to know the guy better, get closer to him, and only then...
Zihong clenched his jaw, grabbing the guy by the arm and lifting him from his knees.
He turned around sharply, going to the chest of drawers and taking out his trousers, in which he sometimes ran away from the palace at night to walk through the forest and feel like an ordinary person. He threw them at the stunned guy and nodded towards the bathroom attached to the room.
“Get yourself in order and return to your duties. You can keep the book,” he said sternly, he would never in his life let Yuteng in such an excited state and his pants wet from slick out the door where he could be... He returned to the table and opened the bottle of ink again to show that the conversation was over, although all his feelings screamed at him not to pretend and to let himself go free.. No, he tried not to even think about it, taking the pen and squeezing it with his fingers.
He heard a snort, then footsteps and the slam of the bathroom door, and then the sound of a latch. And only after that he threw the pen on the table, digging his face into his palms and exhaling loudly.
He didn’t know what to do with himself; this was the first time this had happened to him.
Where did this guy even come from? Why hadn't he seen him before? He'll have to ask Tian.
Of course, he couldn’t work, his dick was almost bursting, and he lowered his hand, squeezing it and praying that the omega would quickly change clothes and leave, and he could finally deal with this wild arousal.
Only the next sound made the hairs all over his body stand on end and he squeezed his dick harder so as not to cum.
He heard rapid breathing through the bathroom door, wet methodical sounds and soft moans.
Did he... instead of just changing clothes, did he decide to satisfy himself right in the king's bathroom?
Zihong was dumbfounded and automatically stood up from the table, walking closer to the bathroom as if enchanted.
“Please, alpha, yes,” Yuteng whispered softly on the other side of the door, and Zihong bit his lip, closing his eyes. It was beyond his strength.
He lowered his hand, slipping his fingers under the layers of his robe and underwear, and finally touched his hot, wet cock, exhaling tremblingly in relief.
The Omega behind the door groaned as if feeling this moment, and Zihong squeezed the base of his dick harder, resting his forehead against the door.
The wet sounds behind it became even more frequent, the moans louder, sweeter, the smell began to make its way through the door like a spell, and the king began to move his hand in time with these sounds, unable to restrain himself, feeling the growing sparks in his lower abdomen, opening his mouth wide and breathing air hot as lava, barely holding back his moans.
"Alpha. Yes, p-please,” the omega whispered brokenly, and Zihong’s vision turned white, his hips faltered, he bit his hand as hard as he could, pouring himself into his fist.
He heard the same deep, rapid breathing on the other side of the door, trying to catch his breath himself, and only when he heard the sound of water did he realize what had just happened. It was as if he himself had been doused with a bucket of ice water. He lowered his head, seeing the stained clothes and sperm on his hand, and cursed in a whisper. Was he 15 again?
He ran to the closet, pulling out shirts and began to clean himself quickly. Damn, if he changes clothes now, Yuteng will understand everything and hate him, and there may be no way of any communication. God. And the smell, the smell of his cum is definitely now filling the entire room, and maybe the nearest space. Damn, damn. But maybe... maybe the omega won't notice him under his scent?
The king suddenly remembered something and ran to the closet. He found the box with a small bottle of herbal essence that masked odors, maybe this will help at least. He heard the rustling of fabric and quiet humming from the bathroom, that is, Yuteng was already getting dressed, he had only a few seconds.
He quickly poured the essence onto his hands, squeezing the cloth he wiped himself on and throwing it under the bed, then patted his crotch, hoping that this would somehow hide the smell, and ran to the table, sitting down, putting one leg on the other to hide these stains, and grabbing a pen with a hand trembling from adrenaline, he stared at the document just at the moment when the latch clicked and the door opened.
A wave of the omega's arousal scent hit him like a tsunami and he squeezed the unfortunate writing instrument in his hand until it cracked, but pretended not to notice, trying his best to feign interest in what was written in front of him.
“Done?” he asked, clearing his throat and trying to sound indifferent.
“Yes, thanks for.. for the pants. And for the book. I’ll go.” Yuteng replied modestly, again quiet and shy, and Zihong hummed, crossing out another clause from the contract, just to pretend to be active.
He heard the omega stand motionless for a few more seconds, perhaps waiting that he would look at him, but then he chuckled and finally left the room, allowing Zihong to lean back and groan.
He looked down at the ruined clothes again and went into the bathroom to change and wash himself. The room smelled like a clearing of spring flowers, bordering on summer, plus sweat and soap, and damn, it was driving him crazy. But he held on, taking off his clothes, rinsing them himself so that the servants would not go crazy. He grimaced just at the thought.
Having refreshed himself, the king left the bathroom, got dressed, waved his pillow towards the window to better ventilate the room, waited another hour, just looking at the ceiling and trying to understand what it all meant, then went to dinner, after which he called Tian, the head of the servants, to his place.
“Your Majesty, did you call?” asked the omega.
Zihong moved away from the window, turning to the guy.
“Tell me about Yang Yuteng. Why haven't I seen him before? What does he do?” he asked, barely forcing himself to speak slowly and calmly, and not jump on his feet with impatience.
Tian looked up at him with wide eyes and fell to his knees, his scent immediately turning bitter with anxiety.
“If he did something, please don't punish him, it's just his character, I'll try to keep him away from the palace. Just don’t punish him,” he literally begged, and the king raised both eyebrows up. This guy was becoming more and more interesting to him.
“Tian, I’m not going to punish anyone, as if you’ve known me for the first day,” he was a little offended. After all, he punished only for serious offenses, what could an omega do in Tian’s head? Or what did he do before?
The servant raised his head uncertainly, still remaining on his knees, but a little more relaxed.
He apparently thought about his words, because he was silent for about a minute and sighed heavily endlessly.
“Well?” Zihong prodded, and the omega sighed again, starting to speak.
“Yuteng and his mother settled down about five years ago. He’s a good guy, very smart and kind and handsome, but his character...” the guy sucked in air through his teeth, grimacing, “he’s very freedom-loving and wayward. They moved from another kingdom because they wanted to marry Yuteng there, and the mother could not allow this. So they packed and, risking their lives, hit the road. I don’t know by what miracle they got there, but the woman begged to be accepted on the job, and I agreed. She started working here, and Yu, Yuteng, was still thirteen at the time, and he was just helping out a little. But after some time, a couple of years, he also asked to get a job, and on his first day in the palace he almost got into a fight with Alpha, who told him that he was behaving inappropriately for an omega. And.. You were on a trip, so fortunately you didn’t catch this. And I decided that it was better to keep him away from the palace, so he works in the garden.”
Wow, Zihong was amazed at how stereotypical thinking about omegas some idiots still had in their heads, even though he was trying to change something, giving more and more rights to omegas, little by little, quietly, so as not to cause worry among conservatives.
On the contrary, he liked it when omegas were like Yuteng, or rather, he was the first like this, and it was great. In his dreams, gender divisions should not exist at all when choosing a profession and generally in life.
Zihong now wanted to talk to him more to find out what ideas he had on new laws and so on, and just to get to know him better, to understand whether his inner wolf, who had been screaming for several hours in a row, was right.
“Who would he like to work as?” asked the alpha.
Tian thought while looking up.
“I know he loves to cook. Maybe in the kitchen?” he said hesitantly.
"Great. Starting tomorrow, transfer him to the kitchen,” Zihong said, turning around and still sitting down at the table. Now, with a calm heart, hoping that he will be able to work.
“B-but your majesty.. You...”
“Are you questioning my decisions?” he raised an eyebrow at the servant, who swallowed, lowering his eyes and shaking his head.
"Great. Then let him start training tomorrow,” he said, ending the conversation, and Tian nodded, scrambling to his feet and leaving the room.
The next morning, Zihong woke up with wild excitement, as if today was his birthday and a mountain of gifts awaited him. But of course, the reason was that today, most likely, he would meet Yuteng, and maybe talk to him.
The king washed himself, put on his robe and headed out to the dining room.
The servants knew his routine, so there were already documents on the table with news from the previous day and night, obtained by special people, and there was the noise of cooking in the kitchen. A few minutes later the maids brought out his coffee and bread with butter and cheese, sliced apples and grapes, his favorite breakfast.
“MinMin, tell me, have they brought a new omega into the kitchen for training?” he asked, unable to resist.
The girl widened her eyes and shook her head nervously.
"N-no, I haven't seen any new employees," she said and he nodded, dismissing her.
Did Tian really disobey him after all? Or did something happen to Yuteng? Maybe he got sick?
Zihong scanned the news, not really catching anything, quickly drinking coffee and eating, but his nerves did not let him rest, and halfway through breakfast, he put the plate aside and asked to call Tian.
“Your Majesty?” said the servant, who appeared in the dining room five minutes later.
“Have you changed Yuteng’s place of work?” asked the king.
Tian bit his lip, shifting from foot to foot.
"Y-yes"
Zihong became a little angry. He hated being lied to.
“Then why wasn’t he in the kitchen this morning?” he asked more sternly.
“He... he overslept,” the guy grimaced, and finally the king’s inner wolf calmed down. He exhaled, pulling the plate again and smiling.
“Okay, you're free,” he said, and the omega looked at him blankly, only then quietly leaving.
Only a few days later, Zihong began to smell notes of daffodils in the palce, and this could not help but please him. He felt that his inner alpha wanted to forget about everything and rush in search of this impudent omega, catch him, make him his.. damn..
He tried not to let this passion affect his work, but he constantly caught himself with thoughts running away from discussions of alliances and problems to this wayward, handsome guy, to his smell, eyes, smile. About how worthy he would be, how they would come up with new laws, helping the inhabitants of the kingdom, how they would run away from the castle at night, swimming naked in the lake under the stars, how they would make love...
After a few more days, he began to notice Yuteng, always running somewhere with groceries or running into the kitchen with tousled hair in the morning, not noticing anything around him. Apparently, he was a late bird and early rises were not his thing. Zihong was amused by this, and he deliberately came early and sat at the table longer so as not to miss this cute picture.
One morning he came to breakfast, lazily opening his news folder and waiting for his coffee. Yesterday he went to bed late, calculating the kingdom's budget for the next month, and his mood was now ruined since the morning from lack of sleep.
“Your Majesty,” he sharply heard a familiar voice, and smelled his favorite scent, raising his eyes.
Yuteng looked more collected than usual today, as if they had switched places.
His hair were tied in a tiny ponytail and there was a headband around his head, and on top of his shirt and... those Zihong's pants that hung on the guy and were held on by ropes, there was an apron. The king's alpha jumped, seeing the omega in his clothes. So he wants to belong to him too? Showing this possession.
Yuteng smiled and his eyes shone, although they were swollen from sleep. Only after the king paid attention to him did he begin to put coffee and... something new on the table, and then stood up, rocking on his heels, hiding his hands behind his back.
“I... decided to make a new dish, I hope you like it,” he said shyly, and Zihong already liked this dish, no matter how it tasted.
He smiled, preparing to thank him, but then the head cook ran out of the kitchen with a look of horror on her face.
“Yuteng! You still!”, she ran up with a plate of bread, cheese and fruits, and grabbed the plate that the omega had set, but Zihong quickly intercepted it, growling loudly, himself frightened by such a reaction, and frightening both omegas in front of him, who froze with stunned faces.
Only Yuteng’s face turned pink after a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched a little, trying to open into a smile.
“Your Majesty, please forgive me, I said that you only have the same thing for breakfast. But he still brought out his dish while I was distracted. I will punish him, he won’t..”, the adult woman trembled, but Zihong stopped her with his palm in the air.
“Who said I wouldn’t like to try a dish from my..,” omega, “new assistant chef. It's been a long time since we could bring something new to the menu. There’s no need to stop him,” he said seriously, and the woman glared at Yuteng, bowing again, and running into the kitchen.
Omega finally allowed a smile to spread across his face.
“Well, try it faster!” he asked enthusiastically, and Zihong grinned.
“Since when do servants order kings?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, to which the boy rolled his eyes. No, look at him.
“Well, I’m really interested in how it turned out and whether you like it. And I need to get back to the kitchen as soon as possible, because I’ll get punished for this trick, I’ll most likely be given the job of peeling vegetables for a month in advance, and I’d better start this task earlier,” he said, pouting his lips again, as if he was mocking, knowing that drives the alpha crazy.
Zihong couldn't help but smile as he picked up the chopsticks while looking at the strange dish in front of him. Okay, he had to use all his acting skills and act out the emotion of surprise and happiness just to please Yuteng.
“Break off the bread and dip it inside. Just promise that you’ll tell me honestly how you like it!” the omega added sharply, and Zihong bit the inside of his cheek. And what should he do now? Kings don't break promises, damn it.
He exhaled, grabbed the chopsticks again, broke off the tip of the fried bread frame, and dipped it inside, where there was a half-cooked egg with red sauce. He brought it to his mouth and sniffed it just in case. It smelled delicious. And then, finally, he put a piece in his mouth, preparing for something unknown, and sharply widening his eyes and groaning from the unimaginable taste.
It couldn't just be fried bread with an egg. It wasn't supposed to taste this good.
Yuteng smiled smugly as he continued to rock on his heels, and his scent finally began to bloom in the room, making the food even more delicious.
Zihong took another piece, putting it in his mouth again, and groaned again, because damn, this was one of the most delicious things he had eaten in his life. His alpha began to roll on his back, with happiness, “see, I told you, our mate cooks so deliciously, we should quickly make him ours!”, and this thought made him choke on the rest of the piece.
Omega immediately ran up, starting to hit him on the back and laugh.
"What's so funny? I almost died!” he screamed indignantly when he could breathe again.
Yuteng laughed so hard that the tears even appeared on his eyelashes.
“My mother... my mother said that when you choke, it means you are greedy and afraid that they will take it away. But don’t worry, maybe I’ll cook more if you ask nicely!” he said, and in response to Zihong’s shocked face, he winked, starting to back away towards the kitchen.
“Yang Yuteng!” the alpha shouted half seriously, and the guy chuckled, pointing his thumb behind himself.
“Excuse me, Your Majesty, I think my name was called! See you!" he said, turning sharply and running away, leaving the king smiling, looking after him like the lovestruck idiot that perhaps he was.
With the appearing of Omega, the palace became much more fun and interesting. It was as if the heavy monochromatic atmosphere, like an old blanket, had been removed, revealing the sheets to the summer sun.
Yuteng continued to experiment in the kitchen, receiving punishments from the head cook for this (of course, Zihong made sure that they were light), he continued to spread his scent and brazenly flirt with Alpha, constantly leaving him dumbfounded and not knowing how to respond.
Like, for example, when the king returned to the chamber from a very difficult emotional meeting, embittered, nervous, and almost tripped, sensing the smell of spring in the room. His nose began to lead him like by a string to the most saturated place, and how surprised he was to find that it was on his bed.
His sheets smelled like a garden of daffodils and sun, and he fell face first into them, breathing in deeply and forgetting about all his problems, relaxing. Only to then suddenly sit up in bed out of bewilderment. Why did his sheets smell like omega? He was here?
Zihong walked out the door, asking the guards to call this guy, and began to walk around the room in circles, waiting.
“My king,” the guy bowed as he entered and looked down, but even so the alpha saw his tiny smile and cheeks the color of a ripe peach.
“Would you like to explain why my bed smells like you?” he asked, placing his hands on his hips and raising an eyebrow.
Yuteng looked up at him with eyes full of innocence, “really?” he asked, widening them.
The king pursed his lips in a sign of unconvincing, but was unable to hold back a small smile.
Omega shrugged, looking away and smiling a little too.
“MingLi got sick and asked to replace her, I couldn’t refuse!” he said, and Zihong grinned.
“It’s interesting that all my previous life, when my bed linen was changed, there was no smell left on it, as if they had been lying on it or sleeping on it,” he retreated, watching the blush bloom on the omega’s cheeks more and more.
“Well, maybe I lay down for a minute, that’s not a crime, isn’t it?,” he said, biting his lip.
This little devil was driving him crazy. Alpha no longer remembered about the tense meeting, about a lot of problems ahead, he just wanted to go up to this little ass, grab him in his hands, and..
“Oh, I forgot, I still need to change the bed here and there, sorry, Your Majesty, see you later!” Yuteng chirped, and as soon as Zizong growled, taking a step forward, the omega ran out giggling to half the palace, leaving the king to breathe all night with every millimeter of the sheets, touching himself.
Or when Zihong walked into the reading room to study the topic of cultivating new plant species, sitting in the far corner and opening a huge volume. He didn't know much about plants, but he knew that if he devoted enough time and attention to the topic, he could navigate it quite well. Only suddenly his study was interrupted by a wave of the smell of daffodils, and “Oh, my king, have you come to read too? How lucky! It won’t be so boring together!” Yuteng said cheerfully, appearing as if out of thin air and sitting down on the chair across the table from Zihong.
The king looked up at him from his book, seeing again that flawless face with slyly narrowed caramel eyes and a small smile, and when he was about to look at his book again, he noticed the cover of the volume in the omega's hands.
“Alpha Satisfaction. From A to Z. How to become the perfect omega"
His eyes snapped back up to the guy's face, and Yuteng shrugged.
“For general development. And you allowed me to take books from that section, right?” he asked, batting his eyelashes, and Zihong grinned, “you’re something,” then still looking at the drawing of the plant and the signature about it.
The first minutes were surprisingly quiet, which could not help but strain the alpha. He knew things couldn't be that simple. That this was most likely the calm before the storm, so he re-read the same paragraph over and over again, not catching a word, because all his senses were concentrated on the omega opposite.
And yes, after about five minutes, Yuteng’s scent became a little sweeter, and he exhaled “wow”, showing complete involvement in the book.
Damn, Zihong wished the guy was sitting next to him, and he could find out what exactly he was reading at that moment. Although... from the cover of the book it was clear that it all consisted of descriptions of... different things.
A minute later, the daffodils began to smell even brighter in the room, and in his peripheral vision, the king saw how the omega began to breathe more often and fidget a little in his chair. The king tried his best not to imagine how Yuteng was applying knowledge on him, how he was asking him to consolidate it with practice, right here on this table, he tried to block these thoughts.
But his wolf was already pumping pheromones of interest into the air. And when the omega whispered “oh fuck” again, and the smell of daffodils became honey-like, Zihong sharply raised his eyes.
“Yang Yuteng,” he growled.
The guy had the audacity to make a surprised, innocent face, blinking several times, “m?” he asked.
Of course the king could let himself go, pounce on him right there, take him. But he had honor and conscience. He should be a role model, should have the best self-control, so he squeezed the book tighter, trying to breathe through his mouth and said, “I allow you to take this book with you and read it at home.”
Yuteng pouted! He pouted his lips, looking offended.
"Why can't I read next to you?" he asked.
Zihong narrowed his eyes, clenching his jaw.
Of course, the omega understood everything, this was evident from the cunning sparkle in his eyes and his scent that was blooming more and more, but he wanted to play, this little devil.
Only the king could not come up with a caustic answer, because his entire consciousness was melting from this tension, this desire.
And when he felt a foot stroking his ankle, his whole body trembled, and he growled, feeling his eyes burn with fire.
Yuteng raised both hands in the air, smiling innocently again, jumped up, grabbed the book, chirped “thank you,” and ran away, leaving the king alone in the library with his underwear pressing against his crotch.
Or when the alpha returned from a short trip to the city, where he communicated with the residents to find out better about what they needed, and a maid ran up to him, who was always trying to somehow seduce Zihong and from the smell of whom his wolf hid his nose in his paws .
“Your Majesty! There's that omega! He teaches this to pups! He is ruining our future generation!” she screamed, and the alpha furrowed his eyebrows, quickly moving towards where she pointed.
What an omega, what does he teach, how does he ruining.
He heard the children's loud laughter and relaxed a little; at least they were safe and not scared. And finally, going out to a secluded place in the garden, he saw, of course, Yuteng, with four pups aged 13-15, all omegas. They had not yet noticed the king, so they continued their entertainment.
“Therefore, if the alpha forces you to do something, saying that it is your responsibility as an omega, you can calmly walk up to him..”, the omega beckoned the guy with his hand, “and give him a kick right from the knee.. Come on, XiaoXin, swing, just don’t really hit me,” the boy smiled sweetly, apparently as Yuteng had taught him before, and then raised his knee, stopping at the older omega’s crotch.
"Cool! And then we tell him: next time it will be your knot,” he finished, and all the teenagers laughed, falling to the ground and rolling on it, and Yuteng put his hands on his waist, looking at them with warmth and pride.
Zihong could not help the feeling of adoration for the guy.
He took a step forward, and the pups were the first to notice him, abruptly making frightened expressions, stopping laughing, and bowing to the ground, and then only Yuteng, who did not react at all, only a spark of challenge flashed in his eyes.
“A very interesting lesson, continue,” said the king, folding his arms over his chest.
“We’re done for today,” Yuteng raised an eyebrow.
“Hmmm... no practice at all? In real life, hitting an alpha won’t be so easy,” the alpha smiled deeper.
Omega turned to the still frightened children, spreading his arms.
“Unfortunately, we don’t have an alpha to train with,” he said with feigned pity, and then turned back to Zihong.
“Only if the king helps us and makes himself available for training,” he smiled sweetly, batting his eyelashes.
Alpha could no longer contain himself, starting to giggle.
“I apologize, but the royal line requires continuation, so I cannot take risks, especially against such a furious omega.”
Now the children giggled again, along with Yuteng, who walked up to the king, placing his hand on his shoulder.
“Okay, Your Majesty, we will spare you this time,” he winked, and the children laughed even louder.
“That’s it, training is over for today, go home!” he said, turning to them, and they ran up to him, hugging and thanking him, and then went away.
At that moment, everything inside the king froze, and his heart accelerated.
They were suddenly alone with Yuteng again. How did this happen all the time? And so, the caramel ones looked into his soul again, only now very close.
He swallowed, clearing his throat.
“You should be careful with this kind of training. Not all the alphas will accept such a move, and things could get worse,” he said sadly.
Omega exhaled, nodding his head and looking into the distance, as if remembering something from the past.
“I know... but I want to give them at least a little inner strength so that they don’t tolerate being hurt,” he said distantly.
His scent became more bitter, and Zihong's inner wolf began to nervously walk in circles, demanding that he calm down their mate.
He put his hand on the guy's shoulder, stroking it and as if accidentally touching his scent gland with his thumb, seeing goosebumps appear on the skin and the smell return to its normal state.
“I will try to make sure that when they grow up, they don’t have to use this knowledge,” he whispered, and the omega looked at him, smiling warmly and nodding.
He then looked at the king's lips, and Zihong subconsciously licked them, feeling as if they were tingling, and tilted his head slightly, his stomach tickling.
“Your Majesty, they are waiting for you for dinner!” a servant ran into the garden, ruining the moment, and the alpha smiled at the omega again, squeezing his shoulder once again, returning to the palace.
Zihong learned about him more, and not only in the smell, but also in his heart, it was as if spring was blooming. This guy was everything he dreamed of without even knowing it. He became more and more fascinated, fell in love, wanted to spend more and more time with him and did more and more obscene things at night with thoughts about this omega.
But, of course, not everyone perceived Yutengs presence here and such behavior in the same way as Zihong. Like now, a month after Yuteng started working here.
The king decided to take a walk into the garden, get some air and think about an alliance with a more distant kingdom, from which they could buy seafood, exchanging with their vegetables and fruits. This would be a good option, and he refused to admit that he was more interested in how Yuteng could diversify the cuisine with seafood.
Coming out of the palace and turning the corner, he heard his favorite voice, with two more voices.
“Put your ideas in one place!” the omega shouted, and Zihong widened his eyes, looking behind the wall carefully. Opposite Yuteng stood two alphas who were larger than him and looked angry. But the king did not want to interfere yet; he was wondering what was going on here.
“Since ancient times, omegas were engaged in cleaning, so the task of cleaning the stove lies with you!” said one of them. Yeah, that is, they were also working in the kitchen.
“And I have always believed that this has nothing to do with subgender, and you, too, can lift your lazy asses and clean the stove yourself, instead of looking for somewhere to stick your knot!” he said.
Zihong smiled. This is his boy.
“Watch your tongue, omega!” said the second, coming closer to the guy, and the king prepared to come out from behind the wall.
"Or what? You think you will scare me? Huh? Do you think I'll put my tail between my legs and run away? Dream!” said the guy.
The king felt a cloud of submitting pheromones and saw both guys coming even closer to the omega, towering over him.
“Perhaps with this behavior you are asking yourself to become the place where we stick the knots, huh?” said the first one, and everything in Zihong exploded, a wave of rage engulfed him, like an explosion of a volcano, and he came out from around the corner, growling with all his might, “what’s going on here?” and at the same moment seeing how one of the alphas falls on his butt, holding his cheek, and Yuteng stands with widened eyes and a fist hanging in the air.
Oh..
“Your Majesty! This omega does not want to fulfill his duties! He’s completely inadequate!” shouted the one who was lying on the ground, and the second one began to assent to him.
“These are not my duties!” Yuteng immediately, of course, began to defend himself, but Zihong raised his palm, silencing him and not taking his eyes off the two alphas, full of rage.
“Don't let me see you here again! Get out while I’m kind,” he growled, not remembering the last time he was so angry, and turned his head to the omega.
“Yuteng, follow me,” he muttered, starting to walk back into the room and trying to calm down.
As soon as the door closed behind the two of them, the omega immediately began to make excuses, “Zihong, they are unfair! I cleaned the stove last week. Why if I’m an omega...”, the king turned sharply, causing the guy to close his mouth with a click with just one look.
“First of all, why are you calling me by name?” he asked, and the guy lowered his head guiltily.
Zihong took a few steps and grabbed his shoulders.
“And secondly, do you understand how dangerous it was? You are one for two alphas! Yuteng! What were you thinking?” he shouted, and the omega flinched from the sharp sound.
“You saw, I can stand up for myself very well!” he pouted, looking anywhere but at the king.
“What if they used an alpha voice? Huh? Your instincts would fail you, and what would happen? Have you thought?” he shouted. He was simply torn just by the thought that something could happen to the omega. He wouldn't... he wouldn't be able to...
Only Yuteng was no longer annoyed or frightened, but smiled quietly and his scent began to bloom.
"Why are you smiling? Huh?”, Zihong asked doomedly, not understanding the guy, and the omega chuckled.
“You're worried about me,” he said with joy in his eyes.
Alpha felt his face turn red and his heart speed up.
How did he catch him like that? Are his feelings that obvious?
“O-of course I worry about all my subordinates!” he said, turning his back because his face was too telling and grimacing from the fact that he stuttered for the first time in his life.
Omega chuckled behind him.
Zihong continued to stand with his back, hearing light footsteps in his direction and afraid to turn around, his body seemed to be paralyzed. The smell of daffodils became richer, brighter, closer, and the king closed his eyes, inhaling it to calm down.
Suddenly, he felt a breath on the back of his neck, and his whole body shievered.
“I can take care of myself. But if not, my big strong alpha will save me,” Yuteng whispered, and everything inside Zihong broke. His inner wolf howled in pain and his breathing came out in short gasps.
This omega already has an alpha. Of course, he has an alpha, he is... he is perfect, young, handsome, smart, daring, he is... and Zihong was an idiot hoping for something. He felt his own scent become like thunderclouds, and the same change in the omega's scent.
“Hey, did I say something wrong?” Yuteng asked, but the king couldn’t... couldn’t be in the same room with him anymore. His heart seemed to be corroded by lava, pain twisted all his insides.
“Return to your duties, Yuteng,” he muttered, clasping his hands at his sides, and fortunately, the guy did not try to be indignant, obediently leaving the room. Leaving Zihong to beat the pillows with his fists out of anger, jealousy, pain.
Everything changed a little after that. He could not calmly look at the omega, he could not flirt, although Yuteng made attempts, but why did he do it? Why? Or did he want a harem of alphas? Someone like Yuteng could easily lead a harem.
The inner wolf growled at these thoughts, and Zihong bit his lip, turning back to the documents. He felt worse and worse, closed himself off more and more, and lost his temper. He knew that other people were not to blame, but he was in too much pain. His wolf constantly lay inside without the desire to do anything and whined pitifully, and this finished him off.
In the last two days, everything had gotten worse, with some kind of anxiety added to the pain, and when Ray asked if he would go to sword training, he growled at him angrily that he was busy.
The alpha raised his hands up, arching an eyebrow.
“What's going on with you lately, huh? Zihong?" he asked.
“Why are you talking to me like this? I am your king!” he shouted just as angry and pushed out a wave of dominant pheromones. Only Ray, instead of being frightened and obeying, laughed, coming closer and hitting the back of his head.
“It seems like someone hasn’t relaxed for a long time. He will growl at me! Come on, close your work, we’re coming to me to drink and pour out our souls,” he said, closing the folder with documents, and Zihong nodded guiltily, getting up from the table.
Ray was like an older brother to him, even though they were from different classes. But he was with him from birth, they grew up together, trained together, and when Zihong became king, albeit a young one, he made the second alpha chief of security.
Of course, he never called him by anything other than his name in private, and fortunately, he was the one who did not react to Zihong's such dramatic behavior.
They left the palace, walking into the back courtyard where all the servants and palace staff had their homes. There was a slight smell of daffodils in here, and the king's inner wolf raised his nose in the air, then whined loudly again.
Damn, of course, Yuteng lived somewhere here, he was somewhere nearby. Most likely with his alpha.. Zihong pressed his lips inward to restrain himself from crying or starting to destroy everything around him, and went into the house behind Ray.
He took out the wine, placing it on the table in the small living room, and sat down on a chair, urging Zihong to do the same. Then he poured a glass each and they drank.
“Well... now tell me. What kind of stick has been up your ass for the last two weeks?” he asked, pouring a second glass.
The king drank, looking around. For some reason, he suddenly became interested in the situation in his friend’s house. Was this plant here before?
“Zihong..”, a voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and he turned his head.
He sighed heavily. He didn’t know where to start, but he wanted to share his experiences with at least someone, cry to at least someone. To be a simple guy with a broken heart, and not a strong, eternally collected ruler.
“In general, maybe you know, it’s only recently here...”
Suddenly, the door to the house opened, bringing in a light scent of daffodils, and Tian’s voice was heard from the hallway.
“God, you can’t imagine, this child is suffering, but he won’t let anyone in to help him. There, three betas and omegas are on duty, driving away the knotheads, and he, “I only want my alpha, Zihong, Zi..”, Tian abruptly fell silent, finally entering the room and seeing the king along with his mate.
But the inner wolf had already turned over in Zihong’s chest, and he jumped up, flying up to the omega and grabbing him by the arms.
“Is there something wrong with Yuteng?” he asked worriedly.
Tian nervously looked at his husband, then back to Zihong, trembling a little.
"He's... he's about to go into heat, and he's... sorry, Your Majesty, he's just.."
“Why doesn’t his alpha help him?” asked the king just as quickly. How could Yuteng choose someone who would not be by his side during such a difficult time, at any time, every minute.
Omega lowered his head, nervousness was evident in his scent.
“He has no alpha. M-more precisely, he considers you his alpha. After that first day, he won't shut up about you.. and...”
That is... that is, then Yuteng meant him??
Zihong growled.
"Where is he?"
Tian jumped, looking scared.
"Please, I.. I'll move him back to the gardens, please.."
Suddenly Ray came up from the side, tearing his mate out of the king's iron grip and giggling.
“I think it’s the other way around here. Zihong wants him not only in his palace, but also in bed, and then on the second throne,” he said, and the alpha felt a surge of emotion, inspiration. Yes, yes, that's what he wanted.
Tian widened his eyes even more, although it seemed that there was nowhere else, and it was noticeable how slowly the mate’s words settled in his head and realization came.
“Tian, will you take me to him or not?” Zihong asked nervously, and the omega nodded quickly, turning around and stomping towards the door to the sound of Ray’s laughter.
Most of the people were already asleep, but the guys walked quite far and for a long time, to the farthest edge of this settlement.
“We hid him away to make it safer,” Tian said, and Zihong hummed in gratitude.
The smell of daffodils and honey finally began to become more and more bright, saturated, and the alpha felt his body temperature rising, his heart beating faster and faster, and the wolf was spinning inside, not finding a place for himself.
They finally came to the edge of the settlement, and Zihong saw a barn, probably where hay was usually stored, and around there were several alphas trying to see something in the cracks between the woods of the house and three betas standing at the entrance.
The king growled loudly, and the alphas ran away with their tails between their legs, and the betas moved away from the entrance in fear.
He quickly walked to the door, exhaling one last time, gathering his strength and finally going inside. The rich smell penetrated sharply into his nose, and ignited the inner fire even stronger, overshadowing all other feelings except desire, possessiveness, adoration.
Yuteng lay on the hay covered with rags, writhing from the heat. Even in the dim lighting, it was clear that his skin was wet with sweat. He moaned and cried, and Zihong took two large steps, crouching next to him and taking the omega's face in his hands.
“Yuteng, baby, how are you?” he began to whisper worriedly, stroking his cheeks and turning the omega’s head to the sides to find out his condition.
The guy's eyelashes fluttered and his eyes opened slightly, shining with tears.
“Z-Zihong?” he groaned, not believing it and placing his small hand on the alpha’s cheek.
“It’s me, pup, it’s me, I’m here,” he whispered, turning his face and kissing his palm, inhaling it.
Omega sobbed and jumped up, pouncing on the king's neck, pushing him onto his ass on the floor straddling him, and then hid in his neck, starting to rub, scenting him.
“I thought...”, sob, “I thought you wouldn’t come, I thought you didn’t want me,” he whined, and Zihong squeezed him in his arms tighter, swearing at himself mentally. It turns out that on that day Yuteng confessed his feelings, and he rejected him, idiot, idiot, idiot.
“Forgive me, forgive me, love. Of course, I want you, of course. I misunderstood, I thought you said you had an alpha,” he whispered, massaging the omega's sweat-damp head and rocking him.
Yuteng crawled out of his neck, looking at him like a crazy “Idiot!” Wasn’t it clear from my actions that you are the only alpha I want?” he muttered indignantly, and Zihong chuckled guiltily, but then made a serious expression on his face, leaning towards the omega’s ear.
“When will you learn to address your king properly, hm?” he growled, slapping his ass, and Yuteng moaned softly, thrusting his pelvis forward.
“When he proves that he is worthy of being mine,” the omega challenged, lighting a fire inside Zihong and making him growl, lowering both hands onto the guy’s ass, pressing his fingers into his soft flesh and moving him harder and harder over himself.
“I can do it right now,” he said, and Yuteng whispered, “Please, I’ve been waiting for you for so long.”
Their lips found each other a moment later and they both moaned at the long-awaited contact. Yuteng's soft plush, his wet warm tongue, his taste were a thousand times more delicious than he had imagined all those times. He ran his tongue over the guy's lips, penetrating his mouth, and he greedily began to suck it, pressing his whole body, as if wanting to disappear into him, scratching his neck and moving his pelvis more, smearing the slick that had soaked his underwear on the alpha's clothed, hard cock.
But this was not the place where he wanted to make love to his future mate, he wanted to give him pleasure on soft mattresses and smooth sheets, soaked in his scent, where no one could see them or disturb them.
He broke the kiss to the dissatisfied sounds of the omega, pulling him off and rising to his feet. Yuteng then turned his gaze to his protruding cock and fell face to it, rubbing, inhaling and moaning, almost like on the first day of acquaintance, or rather, as in the king’s thoughts on the first day of acquaintance.
But damn, not now. Zihong ran his fingers through the guy's curls, as he dreamed at that day, but did not press the omega's head, but pushed it, squating down and taking him in his arms. Yuteng turned out to be so light, despite his height, and immediately wrapped his arms and legs around the alpha’s body.
“Let’s go to the palace, baby, I want to make you mine in comfort, huh?” the king whispered, licking a thick stripe along the omega’s jaw, and he nodded, pressing into him harder.
Zihong unfastened his outer cape, throwing it around his love to at least slightly mask his smell, pressed it tightly and practically ran out of the door. All the way to the room, Yuteng licked his neck, breathing hot and fast, his body was trembling, becoming hotter, and the smell was stronger, his heat was about to begin. The king was glad that it was the middle of the night.
When he finally brought the omega into the room, he laid him on the bed, hovering over him.
“hello,” he whispered, smiling, finally, finally seeing his Yuteng where he had dreamed all this time, with him, under him, surrounded by his scent.
“Come here already!” the guy muttered, smiling, pulling him by the neck and pushing them into a kiss. This brat.
The king smiled into the kiss, not believing his luck, but the smile quickly disappeared from his face and was interrupted by a groan when Yuteng raised his hips, pushing their arousals together.
“Impatient little thing,” he growled, one hand squeezing the omega's hip, pinning him to the bed, the other grabbing his hair and tilting his head back to expose the omega's desired throat.
Yuteng moaned loudly at the first light bite, his whole body trembled and twitched under the king, the smell of his slick became even brighter, now as if making the whole air like honey, and Zihong growled into his neck, licking it, making marks, sucking and biting, but not breaking through the skin for now.
He felt as if he was drinking poison or divine nectar, his instincts were screaming, the wolf was rushing out, his thoughts were filled only with “Yuteng, mate, mine, mine, mine,” accelerating the desire more and more, making him more and more crazy.
The guy's hand was suddenly in his hair, pressing down, and even in this almost primal state he did not resist, for him it was not humiliation, but an honor to obey his omega, so he obediently moved to the guy's collarbones, lifting up his shirt and pulling it over his head, kissing path to the standing pink buds.
He dug into his beloved’s nipple, playing with it with his tongue, sucking it inside, scratching it with his teeth, hearing more and more beautiful moans, feeling more and more tremors in the guy’s body, then he went even lower, licking his tender belly, ribs, and pelvic bones. And then he lowered his head to Yuteng’s crotch, inhaling deeply the most beloved smell in the world, and pushing his hips forward with desire.
Omega lifted his head by the hair again, immediately pulling off his trousers and underwear with his second hand, and then lowering the alpha's face again, only now directly on his pretty pink cock.
“Baby, you're driving me crazy,” Zihong moaned, running his nose along the shaft, placing small kisses on it.
“Zihong, if you don’t do something right now, I will find someone else,” Yuteng threatened, and the king growled, feeling the lava spreading through his veins. He pushed up, taking the omega's lips, licking his mouth completely, trying to leave his mark on every part of his body so that no one would even think to look in his direction.
“You’re only mine!” he growled, breaking the kiss and looking straight into the guy’s eyes. The sparkle of boldness in them was replaced by warmth, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and he kissed Zihong tenderly.
“Of course only yours. From the first minute was only yours,” he whispered with adoration, and the king’s inner wolf calmed down a little, the king again sank to the omega’s neck, licking it.
“but if you don’t..”, before he could finish the sentence, the alpha had already sank down, taking his cock sharply into his mouth.
Yuteng cried, jerking his pelvis upward, pushing his dick deeper into the alpha’s mouth, “fuck! Yes, yes, yes, Zihong, alpha!
These words, screams, moans, this fire of their intertwined bodies, this smell and taste forced Zihong to move his mouth quickly, helping with his hand, lick the omega’s cock from base to tip, allow him to fuck his mouth, swallowing, but not choking, kiss, suck the tender hot skin.
Omega began to moan louder, his smell became even sweeter, his body began to literally vibrate under the alpha’s hands, and when the king lowered his hand, inserting a finger into his hole, Yuteng moaned, sharply raising his pelvis and squeezing his thighs around Zihong’s head and his finger with his hole, filling his mouth with his cum.
The alpha moaned, moving his pelvis down, getting at least a little friction from the bed, and swallowed his omega's cum, pulling his cock out of his mouth and kissing it tenderly, then whispering into his thighs, “that's it, my good boy, my love,” rubbing his thighs gently, so that the omega calms down.
“Alpha, I need you, please, it hurts, inside,” Yuteng whined, and Zihong closed his eyes, exhaling hotly and tremblingly into his stomach. He leaned on his forearms, rising and practically tearing his clothes, again climbing onto the bed under the watchful burning gaze of his beloved. Omega pulled him by the neck into a kiss, and when their hot, wet bodies touched, the king thought he would lose consciousness.
It was as if they were two metals melted under heat and merging into one alloy. Zihong began to push down, moving from Yuteng's lips to his neck, squeezing him in his hands. He wanted him so badly.
Omega growled with displeasure and unexpectedly, wrapped his legs around his waist and turned him over on his back under him, and before the alpha had time to realize what was happening, the guy was already sinking on him, enveloping his cock in his wet warmth.
“oh god, oh god,” Zihong moaned, gripping Yuteng’s hips with force and throwing his head back in unimaginable pleasure. But the omega didn’t give him time to come to his senses, starting to ride him quickly and harshly, rising on his knees, leaving only the tip inside, and abruptly sitting down completely again.
The king felt delirious with pleasure, moaning, growling, feeling sharp claws scratching his chest, hearing the moans of his omega.
The guy slowed down, and Zihong looked down, almost coming at the sight. Yuteng now leaned back on his hands, spreading his legs wide apart, exposing his entire flawless body, his beautiful already hard again cock, his flat tummy, protruding ribs, nipples of a crimson hue, a long neck and a face created by angels, already fucked out, but from this even more beautiful.
But the most important thing was that now Zihong saw very well how with every movement his cock enters and pulls out of the omega, and all his instincts literally bubbled in him with joy that he was connecting, filling his mate, satisfying him.
He felt himself approaching climax, saw that Yuteng was already tired, so he whispered “come here, love,” holding out his arms, and when the omega fell on his chest, hiding his face in his neck and starting to lick his scent gland, he grabbed him, bent his knees, resting his feet on the bed and began to fuck Yuteng sharply, quickly and hard from below.
They held each other as if their lives depended on it, and maybe it was so, their voices became ragged, hoarse with moans, their lungs seemed to fill with fire with every breath, and their bodies trembled with approaching orgasms.
And when Yuteng whispered, “Make me yours, Alpha,” Zihong’s inner wolf howled with happiness and his entire body was covered in goosebumps. He turned his head, ran his tongue along the omega's neck and sank his teeth into it, at the same moment cumming and feeling as if a wave of light had passed through his entire body, and then all his insides were filled with fields of daffodils, spring, love and happiness - not only his, but also the omega’s, which he now also felt through their bond.
He used to think that the first meeting with Yuteng and his smell were the most amazing thing that happened to him, then the first kiss, then the confession, then the taste of omega on the tongue, but no, nothing could compare with the endless happiness, the euphoria of making him his.
He pulled out his fangs, licking the wound lovingly, kissing the pink flesh, and after a few moments, he heard a soft purr and felt it in his chest, heart over heart. But he wanted more.
“Your turn, my love,” he whispered, brushing a strand of Yuteng’s hair from his cheek behind his ear and stroking his neck around the bite, tenderly.
Omega finally raised his head with an emotion of confusion on his face.
“Are you... are you sure? Alphas don’t like to wear bites.. And especially since you are a king...” he whispered uncertainly.
Zihong didn't like this, he wrinkled his eyebrows, making a dissatisfied noise.
“It seems that I chose the omega who does not like these outdated rules and goes against them. Or was I mistaken?” he asked, raising one eyebrow.
Through the bond, the alpha felt a wave of love and gratitude and relief, and he couldn't help but smile.
Yuteng smiled shyly, lowering his head a little, but the king lifted his face by the chin.
“It will be my greatest honor and happiness to be the mate of the strongest, fair, beautiful and smart omega, and even more so to bear his bite,” he whispered, smiling. He was impatient to complete the bond so that the guy could feel his emotions, his love too. To understand that he is not one of many, but the only one.
“And especially the future second king of this kingdom,” he smiled wider at the omega’s frightened face.
“Make me yours, Yuteng. Please,” the alpha whispered, and the guy’s eyes shone with gathering tears and a bright smile, he raised his head up, sniffling and giggling, then looked down again, kissing the king tenderly on the lips and whispering: “I love you. I'm so happy I found you."
And then he lowered himself to his neck, licking a stripe and sinking his teeth into Zihong’s neck, completing the bond, making their hearts beat in unison from now on.
The end.