Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega
Chapter 64: Fuck being a gentleman

Chapter 64: Fuck being a gentleman

Storm

My head felt hazy the moment I opened the door. Though my rutting season is a week away, the sweat smell of my Brys’ heat seemed to increase the feeling deep within me.

I carried him into my room, and shut the door behind me, locking it to avoid being disturbed by Theo, who has the penchant of storming into my room without knocking on the door.

"Strawberry, what happened?" I asked as I tried not to sniff the air. This isn’t the first time my Strawberry’s heat has been induced. It makes me eager to seek the motherfucker who did this to him, so I could give them a taste of my fists!

"Help me, Storm." He moaned when I placed him on the bed, "I need you to touch me. I feel so hot." He held on to my shirt and refused to let me go.

The scene he created, reminded me of the time in the forest. Back then, his heat was induced, and I was the one who helped him through it by giving him a temporary mark.

I guess I will do that again. Just like the first time, I don’t wish to take advantage of my Strawberry in this kind of situation.

I want him to willingly give himself to me, not because he had to scratch an itch.

I bent and gave him a bite like the last time. He screamed before his cries turned into moans. He clung to me until I licked the mark, sealing the blood.

He sighed as he fell on the bed. I rose, eager to leave, to take care of the hard-on I got the moment I smelled his pheromones. I need to stay far away from him so I won’t end up doing something I will regret.

A gasp left my mouth when I felt a tug before I found myself on the bed, with my Strawberry straddling me. His eyes were now a bright purple, and he looked a bit dazed, making it seem like he was in an entirely different world.

"Strawberry?" I called out as I tried to understand why my temporary mark didn’t daze him.

"I need you, Storm." He whispered as his eyes locked with mine. Droplets of sweat fell from his face as he stared at me before he leaned down, and kissed me.

I lay under him, shocked by his actions as I tried to understand what the hell was going on. My mark is supposed to daze him enough to put him to sleep—

A groan left my throat when he pressed his lower body on my hard shaft as he kissed me as if his life depended on it, tangling our tongues.

Shit!

I placed my hands on his waist, to stop him from shaking his butt, but it was nearly impossible for me to stop him.

He broke from the kiss only to tear my shirt as he ran a hand through my chest, fondling and pressing on my muscles.

"Stop!" I flipped us, so I was above with him under. My hard eyes locked with his as I tried to calm him down while calming my already hardened shaft. My heart was beating so loud in my chest.

It was getting too difficult for me to keep my desires in check. With how sweet my Strawberry smells, it’s a miracle that we are still clothed.

"I’m hot, Storm. Please touch me." Tears slid down his eyes as he pleaded. "I don’t think I can endure it any more. Please touch me," he rasped as he raised his waist, trying to touch my lower body with his.

I had to lock his hands around his head, and his legs between mine, to keep him from doing anything that might make me give up on my last shreds of humanity.

I don’t wish for us to be intimate because his heat was induced, and I had to help him. I need —

"Mr Kim said he will make me feel good. Why don’t you wish to do the same to me?" He cried out as he tried to fight my tight hold on him.

"Mr Kim?" I scowled. "Was he the one that made you this way?" I narrowed my eyes at him as I made a mental note to seek that damned motherfucker out.

"Please, Storm. I need you to touch me. I’m feeling too hot." He moaned when his lower body touched mine, despite my restrictions, "I need you to touch me."

I stared hard at his neck. True, I gave him the temporary mark, but it doesn’t seem to be working!

"I don’t want you to hate me, Strawberry. That’s why I’m not going to do anything about it." I tried not to breathe when his pheromones became stronger. My body shook as I felt a bit dizzy.

It seemed the scent of his pheromones are attempting to hasten my rut, and I can’t have that. There is a high tendency that I will take his virginity tonight if I lose control.

I can’t have my Strawberry hate me when he realizes that instead of seeking an alternative, I took advantage of him. I need to be a gentleman and...

I groaned when his lower body touched mine. It was like all hell had somehow broken loose because of one gesture from him.

Damn being a gentleman.

I leaned down and kissed him. His mouth welcomed my mind in an urgency that left me stunned. It seemed like he was eager to have my hand and mouth on him.

I released his hands that I kept captive over his head, and I kissed him, softly at first before I deepened the kiss, biting him in the process.

He moaned as he wriggled under me, tangling his hand in my hair as he brought my face closer. Our tongues tangled in a game of supremacy, which I won in a few seconds. It was as obvious as day that he was just playing.

I broke up from the kiss and kissed him on his lips, cheeks, and jaw before I started kissing down his body.

I sucked on his neck, near the temporary mark I gave to him. The urge to permanently mark him and make him mine was too strong for me to resist.