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Gao Tu could barely breath. His belly was all tight knots, his lungs constricting. This happened far too many times now in the past two weeks. Work was piling on his desk, but he couldn't give a flying fuck about it lately. His mind was wrapped around one single thought…
He knows. Shen Wenlang knows his most dangerous secret. And he used it against Gao Tu himself.
As expected.
That's what his mother told him. That's why she pressed the suppressant inhaler into his little hand all those years ago. "Don't let anyone know! Never! You hear me?" she pleaded, cheeks wet from tears. Oh, how right she was!
Shen Wenlang was not different from other alphas. At all. The dominance, the cruelty, the desire to control – just like all of them. Gao Tu would laugh if he could at his own stupidity. He hoped, really hoped, that Wenlang was something else. But why would he be? The logical part of Gao Tu always knew the truth, his omega side just never wanted to acknowledge it. Now it's too late.
He wanted to run away. But how could he, when Qing was still in the hospital? How could he leave her like this? Who else would… He didn't want to continue that train of thoughts. It would trigger his panic further. He needed to calm down immediately. This won't help at all. This won't change anything.
The surrounding sounds slowly came back into his ears. Behind the white noise and thumps of his heart, there were those typical office sounds of other people chatting, typing, using the printer, an intercom ringing…
The intercom!
It was his intercom ringing. His heart literally skipped a beat, then went into a frenzy. Almost painfully. He stopped himself from declining the incoming call, his hands trembling terribly. Instead, he sharply pressed to answer it, without giving himself time to do anything stupid.
Like running out of the building and going into hiding under a false name in another country.
"President Shen, how can I help you?" he asked, his voice surprisingly steady. Well, ten years of acting literally every day couldn't go to waste, could they?
"Finally!" came his tormentor's voice from the device. "Are your ears clogged or what, secretary Gao?"
Gao Tu barely kept himself from gulping loudly. The boss was irritated. In fact, he sounded furious.
"Apologies, President Shen," he said, his jaw constricting slightly. "I was not at my desk when you called."
A lie. But it was nearly end of the day, there were barely people around him. In fact, since the whole madness happened two weeks ago, there always was quite a lot of space around him… Did they know? Did they see him as the office whore now and were too disgusted to even stand near him?
While spiraling, Gao Tu didn't realize that the silence on the line stretched too much.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Shen Wenlang asked quietly. "Do I need to remind you that I have immediate and nonstop access to the cameras? You were at your desk, and the last twenty minutes were wasted by you… on staring at that desk of yours. What were you thinking about, secretary Gao?"
Gao Tu's breath hitched. The implications of those words were too much. Was Shen Wenlang watching his every move now? And the question… Gao Tu felt blood rushing into his face. Of course, the desk. The very desk on which Shen Wenlang took him two weeks ago. He couldn't make himself say anything even if his life depended on it right now.
"Well, looks like you have too much free time to waste," came Shen Wenlang's voice again. He sounded… pleased. Like he was smiling. Gao Tu's stomach lurched. "I think I need to give you a new task. Into my office. Now!"
The call ended immediately. Gao Tu stayed frozen, his eyes fixed on the office telephone like it was a poisonous snake ready to strike him. He kind of whished it would. Then this torture would end…
A moment later, his personal phone chirped.
Wolf of Wolves: Do you want me to escort you into my office or what?
With trembling hands, he gathered some random reports from his cursed desk and put them into a black folder. His feet felt like they were made of lead, he could barely walk. His heart was beating somewhere it his throat, and his palms immediately became clammy, leaving strains on the plastic folder. He considered leaving it behind, but changed his mind immediately. Instead, he pressed the folder to his chest like it was a shield. An illusion of one, at least.
To not go into the wolf's den was not an option.
When the door closed behind him, he felt like drowning. Pheromones. A lot of iris scented pre-rut pheromones floated in the air. Gao Tu barely stopped himself from turning around and running the hell out of the office. Instead, he tried to keep his breath short, superficial. But who was he kidding? His omega side immediately wanted to answer the alpha's call. This weak body of his was betraying him again, just like it did before. Pathetic.
Shen Wenlang set at his desk, expression unreadable, like there was nothing inappropriate happening.
"You brought some files, I see," he said, slightly smirking. But his eyes stayed cold, gaze piercing. "Well, let's see what you've brought. Come here, now."
Gao Tu felt those words like an invisible slap. The man he loved nearly half of his life talked to him like he was a dog. His eyes burned, but no tears came. He refused to give the alpha the satisfaction of seeing his tears. At least, not now. He was weak, that's a fact. At some point he will cry, there was no room for doubt about the reason why Shen Wenlang called him while being in pre-rut.
With unsteady steps, Gao Tu approached the desk and stopped in front of his boss. He kept his gaze downcast and shoulders hunched, being absolutely unable to watch Wenlang in the eyes. A thin sheen of sweat covered his face from the attempts of his body to fight the suppressants in his system to answer the pheromones call.
"I said, here, omega!" came the alpha's voice, dangerously low.
Gao Tu looked up and froze. He felt like prey under the predator's gaze. Basically, that's what he was right now. Shen Wenlang rolled back on his expensive office chair to make his point clear: 'here' meant… his lap.
Involuntarily, Gao Tu stepped back. This was too much, he refused... But the very next second a wave of powerful iris pheromones hit him. He hunched further, coughing violently. It was a miracle he was still able to stand.
"President Shen, please… Stop…" he managed to wheeze out. "This is not appropriate…"
The pheromone assault stopped. Gao Tu could breathe again, so he did just that, inhaling deeply. There was no point in trying to keep his breath superficial anymore. White noise was back into his ears, his vision clouded by black dots. He was very close to a black out. That's why he didn't register the moment when Shen Wenlang left his seat. Suddenly, the alpha's fingers painfully squeezed his trembling chin.
"Not appropriate, eh?" said Wenlang, his voice dropping really low. "Isn't this what you were trying to achieve? Parading around me so many years, using my trust, using your filthy omega pheromones on me…"
The fingers moved from chin to his throat really fast and squeezed again. Gao Tu couldn't answer, his eyes full of tears now, body trembling visibly. His hands instinctively flew to his throat, trying to free it from the assault. The black folder fell from his grasp, papers scattering all around.
Surprisingly, this sound distracted Shen Wenlang from asphyxiating his secretary. His eyes moved sharply to follow the papers, fingers reflexively opening. The feral expression on the alpha's face suddenly shifted to something else. He almost looked startled.
Gao Tu doubled over, breathing heavily. The pheromones in the air didn't matter anymore, his lungs needed air. His neck hurt terribly, there would surely be marks on skin. His already weak body was now completely helpless. The alpha's strong hand grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and pulled him forward. Unable to obtain his obedience, Shen Wenlang simply moved him like a rag doll, taking advantage of his inability to resist.
The next moment, Gao Tu found himself bent over his boss's desk. Everything was repeating itself with terrifying precision, just like two weeks earlier. The only difference was the desk on which Wenlang was about to fuck him. The most terrible thing is that his omega side is now in control again. His hips press onto the alpha's bulge, slick already wetting his underwear. He hates himself, hates his body for transforming a decent man into a heat-driven animal just in few seconds.
"That's it, that's what you are!" growled Shen Wenlang, his large hands pinning omega's wrists above his head. "Filthy little bitch, why are you still trying to pretend you don't want it?! I can smell your slick, you know?"
President Shen's larger frame covered him fully, pressing him flat on the cool wood of the desk. Gao Tu barely lifts his head, trying and failing miserably to gain at least a little bit of control. What shocks him is how they are positioned: the entire office was in front of his eyes. If anyone came in, they would have a full view of what was happening. Panic crept into him again, Gao Tu stiffened, then tried to escape from under alpha with all his might, a single thought ringing in his head: the door was not locked.
"Where do you think you're going?" came Shen Wenlang's hoarse voice, then sharp teeth bit his earlobe hard.
This time there was no hesitation in President Shen's moves. One hand still pinning thin wrists to the table, the other surprisingly gently caressed his shoulders, his back, then moved to his ass. Firm fingers pressed between the cheeks through clothes.
"You're soaking wet, omega. Of course you are, your body knows what it needs, doesn't it?' said Wenlang, pleased.
The word 'omega' sounded like a curse. Gao Tu closed his eyes, exhaling tiredly. He stopped resisting, there was no point anymore. His gaze clouded with arousal, a thought flashed through his mind: he didn't care if anyone came into the office anymore.
Shen Wenlang deftly pulled his clothes off with one hand. Alpha's patience was running thin, the rut taking over. Gao Tu's body shuddered as the cool air touched his heated skin. The pants and underwear lay crumpled at his feet. His hips reflexively thrust back, inviting the alpha to finally take him. That's what he was. Omega. Needy, miserable, manipulative whore.
He heard Wenlang's satisfied chuckle. There was rustling of clothes again, this time, it was President Shen undressing. Two long fingers pushed into him without warning, all the way. Gao Tu whined, clenching his jaw until it hurt, hands twitching uselessly.
"No longer a virgin, but still so tight…" The alpha's voice cracked with arousal.
His fingers moved inside at a merciless pace, trying to stretch the soft walls as quickly as possible. Gao Tu could no longer contain his moans. Nevertheless, he tried to muffle those humiliating sounds by pressing his face into the table. Without realizing it, he began to move his hips towards the fingers, the walls clenching around them.
Shen Wenlang inhaled sharply, the pace of the thrusts suddenly lowering. Gao Tu whined loudly in protest, all senses lost in haze of arousal.
"What the fuck? Are you coming already?!" he asked, perplexed. "Your hole is literally sucking my fingers in!"
The fast pace came back, this time three fingers were inside. Gao Tu could no longer stop himself and screamed. Most likely, everyone in the building already knew the boss was doing his office whore on his desk. What's the point of holding back now? Within seconds, his entire body was shaking. His walls convulsed as he squeezed the alpha's fingers inside. His eyes rolled back, drool running down his chin.
"This was… fast," said President Shen, sounding surprised. "Too fast!"
Gao Tu's body still twitched in aftershocks. Suddenly, he was manhandled again, this time the alpha turned him on his back. The glasses were crooked to the side. It seemed to irritate Wenlang, so he took them off Gao Tu's face and carefully placed them somewhere on the table. Next moment, those firm fingers that were inside him just a moment ago were now squeezing his chin again. Gao Tu could smell himself.
"Really, secretary Gao?" said Wenlang sarcastically. "Just my fingers are enough for you now? Or… Were you touching yourself, imagining me taking you on the desk again?"
Gao Tu's sanity slowly returned, and with it came an all-consuming shame. Because Shen Wenlang had seen right through him, the full depth of his moral decline. Never before had he allowed himself pleasure during his heats. But after that… incident, everything changed. Alpha was right. Being face-to-face with him was unbearable, so Gao Tu closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, refusing to answer the question. But his silence was an answer itself.
"Well, well, well!" Wenlang chuckled contentedly. "I was right. Not different from any other omega, are you? Dreaming of alpha knot and pleasuring yourself at night, then in the morning you pretend to be a civilized being. I hope you at least washed your hands before making tea for me!"
Gao Tu's stomach clenched with disgust, tears flowing freely down his cheeks. Overcoming his weakness, he tried to push his former friend off. Unsuccessfully, of course. Because he was a pathetic, helpless creature. He couldn't even really hate Wenlang for all the filth spilling from his mouth.
"Where are you going again? You haven't completed your task yet, secretary Gao!" the alpha smiled ironically.
The next moment, Shen Wenlang threw his legs over his shoulders and with one smooth shift of hips drove his cock all the way into the omega's understretched hole. Gao Tu screamed and thrashed on the table, arching his back, unsure whether he was thrusting onto the piercing member or trying to escape.
President Shen sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth. The hot walls squeezed him almost painfully. He was large, and Gao Tu was still too tight inside. He immediately realized that the omega had not slept with anyone else for the past two weeks and most likely had not used any toys. Exhaling slowly, the alpha made the first thrust, grasping the slender ankles on his shoulders with his long fingers.
Gao Tu was trembling all over again, iris scented pheromones were drowning him. His weak sage tried to leak through the patch on his gland now. His body was going into full heat. He could feel every drag of alpha's cock inside him, every inch moving in and out like hot iron. First careful thrusts were long forgotten, Shen Wenlang couldn't hold back anymore. The pace increased so much it felt almost unnatural for a living human. No coherent thoughts existed in Gao Tu's head anymore, his brain was mush. He screamed at the top of his lungs, throat aching already. Just as another orgasm was about to crash him, Shen Wenlang suddenly stopped, looking at him with the eyes of a madman.
"Where is your scent?" asked alpha hoarsely. "Why the fuck I can't feel your scent?!"
Wenlang suddenly leaned over. He didn't pull out, the cock moved inside, changing the angle of penetration. Gao Tu shuddered and whined as the head hit a certain spot. But the alpha didn't even acknowledge it, pushing his face into the crook of Gao Tu's neck and inhaling deeply. Then, he felt it with his lips – a skin-colored patch covering the scent gland. Growling lowly, he gripped the edge of the patch with his teeth and pulled sharply. Cool air hit the angry reddened skin of the gland, making omega’s breath hitch.
A hot tongue lapped over the gland again and again. Like a thirsty animal that finally found water, Shen Wenlang couldn't stop. He began to pound into the omega with quick thrusts, without leaving the gland on his neck. Sharp teeth scratched the skin dangerously. All his instincts screamed to mark, take, tie the little bunny forever. To not leave him a chance to run away and hide. He should have done this a long time ago, perhaps back in school. A vision suddenly appeared before the eyes of the rut-driven alpha: Gao Tu, all round and pregnant, walks in his house with a funny "duck" gait. He almost came from this alone.
But the next moment happened exactly what Gao Tu feared the most from the very beginning: the door to the office opened. Hua Yong stood there. His large, expressive eyes stared unblinkingly at Shen Wenlang as he mercilessly pounded into his own secretary. The perfectly shaped lips formed a surprised 'O', and then came the sound:
"Oh!" the 'omega' mimed shock perfectly. "I must have come at the wrong time..."
"Get the fuck out of here!" Wenlang roared, stopping his thrusts and trying to block the view of Gao Tu beneath him with his own body.
But the intruder was in no hurry to run out of the office. The shocked gaze suddenly changed. His entire attention was focused on Gao Tu now, who was flushed with shame. The omega tried to blend into the furniture, squeezing his eyes tightly shut and curling into a ball under the alpha's strong body.
"He looks… tempting like this," said Hua Yong in an unexpectedly low voice. He stepped closer, his gaze never leaving Gao Tu's body. "Somehow, even I am affected..."
Shen Wenlang growled lowly, trying and failing to cover the omega with his hands.
"Step. Back!" he roared again. "Go back to your toilet cleaner and don't you dare to look at what's mine, even if you are a fucking enigma!"
Gao Tu was trembling violently now. This was madness, absolute circus. He wasn't sure he could live with this humiliation even one more minute. A barely heard sob escaped his lips. Shame and terror consumed him whole. An S-class alpha was too much, but enigma? And Hua Yong, of all people?
"Or what? You'll stop me?" the enigma smirked. His dark eyes followed the lines of little bunny's body, stopping on his neck. "I don't see a mark. So I'll wait until you've played with this little thing enough, then I'll take it for my Mr. Sheng. I'm sure he will gladly enjoy the company of an omega in full heat. Even if I will be fucking him at the same time…”
Another sob escaped Gao Tu's lips, because suddenly the alpha thrusted into him again. Looking Hua Yong straight in the eyes, Shen Wenlang was fucking him full force.
Everything inside his belly cramped, he wasn't even aroused anymore. The pounding was too much, so he screamed again, this time more from pain than pleasure. But his body was a body of a perverted whore, apparently, because he felt slick forming again. Even more of it now, when they had an audience. This was utter, absolute humiliation.
"Huh, I'm impressed, Wenlang," said Hua Yong in that irritating sing-song voice of his. "You seem really prone to finish what you've started. Don't forget to mark him. Otherwise, someone else would, you know?"
With that, he slowly turned around and walked out of the office. Before closing the door with a soft click, the enigma winked at Gao Tu. The omega could swear on his life this was for him, because Shen Wenlang's teeth were already scrapping his gland then and he definitely couldn't see it.
The next moment, his whole body shuddered from an overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure. He came hard, untouched, at the very same moment when alpha's sharp canines broke the skin of his scent gland. Twitching in aftershocks, he felt his own warm blood slowly dripping from the bite. A permanent mark was creating an unbreakable bond between him and Shen Wenlang right now.
The alpha spilled inside a few moments later, his knot stretching Gao Tu's walls unbearably. Big. Too big for his inexperienced body.
"You're getting used to it, aren't you?" said Shen Wenlang hoarsely above his ear. "I'll move you into the house tomorrow. Should have done it a long time ago. Away from all of those fuckers who think they have any right to even look at you!" he added, sounding almost… vulnerable.
The alpha shifted, moving the knot inside in slow circles. Gao Tu cried from overstimulation, his eyes rolling back. But Wenlang's words were ringing in his ears: the house. He knew that house.
White draperies, red velvet. That was the wolf's true lair, an old-fashioned fortress... From which escape was utterly impossible.