Elena Pov

The only sound that could be heard in the room was the sound of my moans.

I didn't want to think about anything. Just concentrate on what he is doing to me—something I have looked forward to.

Though unexpected and it felt like a dream, I just want to indulge in this until— maybe when I wake up from this.

My hair was yanked until my scalp ached but it added to the pleasure I was feeling.

Marcus was like a beast. He ravaged my lips like he was gnawing on them. He sucked my breath away, he bit my lips until I was groaning from pain.

He didn't stop.

His hand tightened even more on my hair and he pulled me closer to himself, and— jumped on my neck.

My body trembles.

The sensations of his cold lips on my skin gave me goosebumps, and the way his teeth grazed some sensitive spot on my neck made my toes curl.

My fist tightened on the sheet under me, and my other held the phone that had caused all this.

Gasp.

He moved from my neck and slowly traced his gum up to the back of my ear, then he paused.

The room became silent. I felt the heavy tension, the hesitation.

My inside shivered from the chills. And for a moment, I felt confused about what's going on.

Minutes ago, I had thought he might never talk to me again after seeing the painting from my imagination. And now, he is on top of me, inhaling each other’s leaked pheromones like horny beasts.

The more I inhaled his powerful mint scent, the more I felt my will going weak. My lower abdomen called for my attention and my pussy throbbed.

I could feel my juices pouring out, as if it was reminding me of my long-time desire.

We stayed still for a minute and I began to feel uncomfortable.

Marcus wouldn't speak or move. Only his breathing which was getting heavier with each passing second, could be heard and it made things even worse as my nipples had protruded and were aching.

My skin felt goosebumps, and it felt itchy like something was crawling on it.

No, what I felt isn't disgust, but the desire to be touched by him.

We remained that way, until I couldn't take it anymore and was about to pull him to myself and smash my lips on his. But—

Marcus suddenly sat up.

Like— What the hell?!

My eyes widened in shock as I watched him avoid looking at me as he adjusted his robe.

“What—what are you doing?” I asked in confusion.

Marcus didn't respond to me, instead, he showed his back to me. He stood up from the bed and before I could understand what was happening, he had lit up a cigar and sucked in a large amount of smoke.

He didn't speak to me and this terrified me until I had the urge to scream

“What's going on?!” I bite my lips in deep thought, “He had been the one who fell on me. He had tempted me. He had— and now he just wants to…”

“Leave.”

My eyes went wide.

“What?!” I exclaimed. “What do you mean, Marcus?”

He remained silent.

“Listen to me. Leave.”

I pursed my lips into a straight line.

My fist clenched and a tear dropped down my cheek.

Why does he keep doing this to me?

He gives me hope one second and then pulls me down the next.

Does he think I’m without feelings?!

“Marcus, You—”

My legs which were about to climb down the bed suddenly went numb.

My knees weakened and I fell back onto the bed.

An unexpected pressure suddenly descended in the room.

The air flow tightened and my heart sank.

All of a sudden, breathing became so difficult. I opened my mouth to speak but my throat was so dry.

I knew what was going on immediately.

Tears flowed down my cheeks as I raised my head to look at the man with his back facing me.

He appeared nonchalant, and the ring of smoke he spat blurred even his side face.

Mysterious. Dangerous. But— still charming.

My breathing was so difficult, but my sob still rang out in the room. I just couldn't stop those painful emotions from exploding.

Now, he is holding me down with his powerful energy?

He wouldn't even let me speak or come near him.

Am I that detestable? Why does he keep doing this to me?

He knows my feelings for him!

I'm very sure he could feel it when he kissed me. He had felt and even smelt my desire for him. I had been wet to the core, I had been so ready. A hope had ignited in my heart that he finally felt something.

His hoarse voice had made me shiver and for once, I had thought he wanted me. But— his attitude now made me not so sure.

“Marcus, release me…” I sobbed.

He didn't speak but remained that way, staring out of the window.

And when I thought he wouldn't move, Marcus suddenly turned around. He ignored my stiff body on the bed and slowly walked to the corner of his room.

To my surprise, the easel I had drawn on was in front of him and the drawing was placed on it.

My heart thumped as I watched him. My face was replaced with a confused one.

What is he trying to do now?

Does he want to settle the punishment for the painting now?

Oh my goodness—

My eyes widened as he tore the painting out of the easel.

Marcus held it and stared at it deeply, then to my shock, my eyes met his.

But it wasn't the same dark ones— his eyes were bloodshot, with golden sparkles in them.

I felt cold. My fingers crackled as I stared stunned into his enchanting eyes.

“Do you know— what this painting does to me?” he whispered dangerously.

My heart trembled, my skin grew pores from how low but charming he sounded.

But.. What is he talking about?

Marcus didn't speak for a while. I watched as he traced a finger on the painting gently.

“I can't help but imagine your thoughts while you were drawing this.”

My eyes went wide. I couldn't come back to my senses for a second.

“You said you want me. But—”

My heart drummed when I snapped back to my senses and he was already in front of me.

My body trembled as the temperature in the room increased.

My eyes met his. His dangerous eyes held mine and penetrated my skull as if daring me to be distracted.

Marcus bent forward, his face moved closer to mine until the smoke from his cigarette covered my face but this time, it felt like I was stuck.

I couldn't move back and talk more about choking.

His chuckles made my insides tingle.

“Do you dare not die when I take you, Elena?”

Marcus Pov

The room fell silent after my question.

I watched as Elena’s face went from confusion to shock, then pale.

I didn't move away, instead, I moved closer to her, letting the smoke from the cigarette cover her face.

The increase in her heartbeat made me realise how innocent she still was.

Elena thought she was wild, but when it comes to what I want, she is still a young calf, and she can be wounded.

My eyes trailed down to the corner of her gaped-mouth. I swallowed unconsciously.

She doesn't know what she does to me. I really had avoided her. I had walked away and held myself back but this naughty fellow still came into my private space.

I didn't know how I had managed to hold back from pushing her to the ground and choking her with my—

Incredulous!

I had fucking lost control of my pheromones while I was kissing her. The smell of her arousal had slapped me awake and made me realise she was losing control of her body. I had felt heat rise and I just knew if she lost total control and the smell of her heat all spread out, I wouldn't be able to control myself anymore.

I had stopped. I had tried to send her away but hearing her sobs made my hard heart uncomfortable.

Does she really want this?

My index finger raised her chin, and my eyes which had changed due to holding back looked into hers.

“Hm?” I whispered, “Do you dare?”

She trembled.

“I— Are you trying to discourage me?” she asked.

I raised an eyebrow as I watched Elena raise her chin stubbornly.

“Die? I know you won’t let me die, Alpha.”

I unconsciously pinched her chin hard.

Yes, I really won't let her die, but—

My eyes darkened.

“Elena..” I growled dangerously. “Do you know what you’re saying?”

I trailed my fingers from her chin down, grabbed her tiny swan-like neck that could be broken with a little strength.

“Urgh…”

“Do you remember how I had fucked that omega?” I muttered, low and dangerously.

Her eyes widened.

I chuckled, then caressed her neck gently, and the next second, I tightened my fist again then pulled her closer to me until our lips were almost touching.

“Do you remember how she almost lost her life..” I whispered with my lips brushing on hers.

She inhaled sharply. Her eyes closed quietly, like she was recalling that memory again.

How I had fucked that omega, how I had tied her with chains, the way I had separated her legs widely and pulled the chains on her neck while pounding my dick into her mercilessly.

Somehow, the clear images I had forgotten from that day appeared in my mind.

One of Elena.

The way she had watched with interest. Without any fear but with enough desire to burn me.

The image of her gasping while trying to touch herself, her moans mixed with those of the tied-up omega.

For the first time since that day, clear memories came rushing back and they choked me.

My breathing fastened uncontrollably and my mouth went dry.

I snapped back to my senses only to see Elena looking at me with those same eyes that watched me destroy another omega's pussy.

“Alpha, do you know—”

My attention shifted to her moving lips.

Her lips curled shallowly and this gave me a bad feeling.

“…when you rejected me that year, I was devastated.” She murmured charmingly.

I couldn't take my eyes off her.

“I grew obsessed with everything that had to do with you.”

My hand that held her neck loosened up slowly.

She continued, her eyes not leaving mine for a second. “Do you know how much I endured not rushing back to the country to find you?” she choked.

“You said you wanted a woman who can take you—so I learned.”

She knelt on the bed.

“You have always wanted an obedient omega. One who can accept everything you give without rejecting— I groomed my body for that.”

She bit her plump lips and my brain stopped for a second.

She didn't stop there. Elena began to move, she got down from the bed and for the first time, I couldn't read the mind of someone.

I couldn't tell what she was thinking or trying to do.

I could only stand there, watching her swagger towards me at a slow pace, with her beautiful eyes that seemed to suck my breath away locked on mine, and her plump lips that wouldn't stop moving.

“Alpha…” she murmured like it was the beginning of danger.

Elena stopped in front of me. Her moist eyes that sparkled with colours I can't differentiate moved from my eyes, down to my lips.

For the first time, my body trembled for someone— An omega, and worse, one so much younger than me.

I gulped as she moved even closer.

My eyes darkened as they pinned a drop of sweat that fell from my chin into her nightwear.

“I have trained, imagined, had wild thoughts, and secretly taught my body to listen to your command. So,” she paused her words that made me speechless.

“Alpha, do you still think I’ll be scared?”

My breath turned dangerous.

The temperature lowered and before I knew it, the pheromone energy which was supposed to be suppressed suddenly began to spread out from the side of my neck.

Nothing could stop it, not even the suppressant I had used.

My blood boiled, and my organs rose and became stronger.

I couldn't see anything except for the young woman standing in front of me.

My mind had become blank with only beastly thoughts left in it.

My fist clenched beside me. I tried to regain a little of my sanity.

The cigar in between my lips had been quenched and thrown away.

My tongue rolled as I waited, like a predator.

Elena, as if she had noticed my predicament, smiled enchantingly.

She raised her hand to her neck— then tore off the suppressant gum she had on.

Her pheromones which didn't have any suppression rushed out crazily like a well that had just been released.

“Crazy! She must be crazy!”

My bloodshot eyes widened as I stared wearily at her.

Elena had freed herself. She is in her heat.

“This little— darn it!”

Her pheromones immediately filled the room. They collide with mine and mix.

They choked my nose and I couldn't stop inhaling that sweet milky scent.

Suddenly, I heard a sound.

Elena fell on her knees. Her wrists stretched towards me in total submission.

“Tie me up, Alpha. Your omega is ready to be used by you.

Elena Pov

“Elena—”

Marcus hissed.

I didn't respond to him.

“Do you know what you’re doing?”

My heart pounded.

I remained stubborn. My eyes stared unwaveringly at him, and my response was to move closer to him with my hands still stretched forward.

The room fell into a heavy silence.

He didn't say a word and I also didn't break the silence.

The tension in the room grew. And the temperature rose until my lips turned pale.

Marcus stood in front of me. His eyes which had become bloodshot locked on my body like he was assessing if this was a joke.

His intense gaze made my skin itch. My toes curled nervously.

My pheromones became influenced by the state of my mind and it began to rush out even more aggressively.

For a moment, all I could feel was excitement.

My body was getting weaker with every second.

Marcus' aura was too much for me to bear. His own pheromones which slipped out of him slid into my nostrils and made my body shiver.

My inside curled and gradually, my mind lost control.

I stared at him pleadingly. I hope he can end this torture.

I had purposely torn off my suppressant gum even if I knew that would be dangerous.

I knew what that could cause me— Letting him control my mind and body as he wished.

But I had still done it without any hesitation.

This is just how desperate I want him.

I gulped.

My body shook badly. My breathing came out heavy and loud.

The image of Marcus in front of me was getting blurrier but my other senses had become sharper and more sensitive.

I let out a soft moan as Marcus grabbed my neck and pulled me closer to him.

He bent down and looked into my eyes.

He growled silently.

“Do you know the consequences of your action, lady?”

My moist eyes opened clearly. I stared at him obediently.

His eyes darkened.

I could see the lust in them. He looked at me like he was about to pounce on me.

My nipples twitched from his dangerous stare.

He lowered his face and pulled closer until his nose was touching mine.

I inhaled his cold breath that hit my face, intoxicated.

My eyes fell on his tempting lips.

I yearned for him to place them on mine and suck them. I wanted those lips that could drive me insane and pull me into another world.

My stomach curled at the thought.

“Elena.” he murmured, “I’m not what you think. I'm—”

My eyes could only see his moving lips. They were tempting.

I frowned as he pulled me even closer until his lips brushed mine.

I gasped.

“….dangerous.” he spat. His voice was low and dark.

My back ached as he leaned in to bite my lips gently— as if he was trying to prove his words.

The sensation made me tremble. My lips pursued his. My tongue slid out to lick his teeth but he immediately shifted back.

I groaned in dissatisfaction.

Tears pooled in my eyes but they didn't fall.

I unconsciously moved towards him.

“I know. But—” I gasped, “This is the you I want.”

A tear rolled down my cheeks. I caught it with my tongue which I slid out, but not once did I move my eyes away from his.

Marcus gulped. His eyes stared at my tongue.

I moved my tongue from my cheeks, then rolled it back to lick my lower lip.

“The one I want is the dangerous Alpha Marcus.” My eyes dropped to his pheromones that spread out.

“The Alpha that could call out my heat with just his energy,” I whispered.

My hot eyes fell on his naked abs.

“I have always wanted this danger. I'm ready to be damaged.”

Marcus gulped loudly. His eyes darkened with lust I have never seen before.

“Do you know me? Have you forgotten who I am? Your father's —”

“I’m in my heat. In minutes, I won't be able to control who I go to,” I interrupted.

My eyes became sharper.

“Reject me, and watch me fuck another alpha.”

And that's it.

The room fell into ice.

I shivered from the rising temperature in the room.

The aura around Marcus turned sharper, darker and even his eyes that locked on mine turned a shade redder.

I felt a sudden excitement hit me.

Exactly! This is the Alpha I know.

The most dangerous and ruthless SS+ Alpha!

The man who doesn't speak but fuck ruthlessly.

Marcus had been provoked. I could feel it.

I cried out as my hair was yanked forcefully.

Marcus growled— his pheromones turned darker and spread more quickly.

“How dare you?!” he snapped, his other hand wrapping around my neck tightly.

“Do you want to die?”

My eyes teared up from the pain.

I gasped.

“Why don't you try me?” I responded stubbornly.

His bloodshot eyes shook.

He pulled me off the ground by my hair and before I could react, my body hit the couch in the corner of his room.

I groaned from the sharp pain.

But—

My eyes shone with excitement and piling desire.

I could feel my body responding to the pain.

The two sensations mixed and they made my panties wet with hot juices.

Marcus stood in the middle of the room.

And this brought me back to the other day when he lost control in his rut.

His red eyes sparked with silver specks.

His pheromones surrounded him like a shade.

They pulled me in and made my brain lose all function.

I slowly managed to sit up, but the next second, he was in front of me.

He pinched my lower lip hard, then stared into my eyes with toxicity.

“You want this badly, right? You provoked me just to get this.”

He sneered.

His voice became deeper.

“Since you want this so badly— Your Alpha will satisfy you.”

My heart skipped from his low tone.

He didn't wait for me to prepare.

Marcus pulled my hair along with him. He dragged me out of his room.

The pain hit me strongly, but they made me even more intoxicated.

It stimulated my senses and made my whole body aware of my desire.

I moaned softly when he stopped.

Suddenly, I heard a door being pushed open.

My lust-filled eyes flared.

What—

I gaped.

“The sex room.”