STIDM 9

The swollen, throbbing phallus that responded to his teasing desire pushed in so hard it was nearly unbearable.

His shoulders were pinned down, legs lifted. His waist was half-raised in a position where he could clearly see the place they were joined, and bit by bit, that length sank into him.

It hurt enough to make him tremble, sent shivers through his whole body, but the pleasure in his mind was impossible to ignore. And his body’s reactions betrayed everything without mercy.

His hands clung tightly to Zhong Zong’s shoulders. His back hole kept twitching, and thick slick leaked freely down the crease of his ass.

Soon, the wet slapping sounds filled the room. He stared hazily at Zhong Zong’s flushed earlobe. He leaned up and licked it, and in return, his inner walls were ruthlessly ground into.

That spot was painfully sensitive. Just that one move had Yan Lu moaning out loud.

Zhong Zong thrusted deep and hard. The rhythm was sharp and fast. Every slap of skin echoed as his round ass was squeezed tight. His balls stretched the skin between his thighs into a tense arc.

His hole turned a bright shade of red, rubbed raw by the movement. Yan Lu panted, his whole body burning up.

His legs gave out, slipping off Zhong Zong’s shoulders and hanging limp over those strong arms, swaying with each thrust.

Pleasure kept building. His waist shook, either chasing the feeling or trying to escape, trembling in waves. But Zhong Zong gripped his waist firmly and kept him pinned down, impaled on the thick cock inside him that wouldn’t stop.

His soft inner walls were stretched wide by the huge glans. The insides were soaked, dripping slick in waves.

Zhong Zong kneaded the wet flesh of his ass, rocking his hips deeper with every push.

He leaned down and swallowed Yan Lu’s choked moans into his mouth, tongue diving in and sucking hard enough to take his breath away.

Before long, Yan Lu was laid open, legs spread, taking every thrust one after another. His hands clutched at Zhong Zong’s face, trying to push him away.

Zhong Zong let out a low chuckle. He released Yan Lu’s swollen lips and kissed the tip of his nose, then the corners of his red-rimmed eyes.

Even Zhong Zong’s thrusts had slowed, moving in and out gently, grinding deep into the sensitive inner flesh.

Yan Lu let out low moans, his hips twitching as he couldn’t help but squeeze around the thick cock inside him, riding out the slow, shallow strokes. But it didn’t take long before his patience ran out. He sank his teeth hard into Zhong Zong’s neck and muttered through clenched teeth, “Hurry up.”

That bite wasn’t light. Zhong Zong hissed from the pain, but before he could react, Yan Lu was already licking softly over the spot.

Zhong Zong let out a helpless breath and flipped him over, pushing in hard from behind.

He grabbed one leg and bent down to lick the curve of his spine, then slammed into his ass with full force, pounding hard and fast.

Trying to restrain his urge to mark, he bit into his own arm and let all that thick, dominant desire pour into the tight little hole that clung to his cock.

Yan Lu buried his face into the pillow, hiding the smug smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

Zhong Zong refused to mark him. So of course he left a mark on purpose. And in the end, what could Zhong Zong really do about it?

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, he got fucked so hard he couldn’t keep his back straight.

Like revenge, Zhong Zong gripped his hips and lifted them higher. He nipped at his ear and whispered, “They say before the reproductive cavity fully opens, just teasing that spot feels incredible. Want to try?”

Yan Lu shuddered. The entrance to the cavity was the most sensitive part inside. That was exactly why, without being marked and going into full heat, even a little stimulation there could hurt like hell.

And Zhong Zong wanted to fuck him there right now? Was he trying to kill him?

He didn’t want to die with his legs spread wide under a man. That was too damn filthy a way to go.

The reproductive cavity was just half a fingertip inside the hole, a narrow passage that ended at the Omega’s womb. Before a full heat and proper marking, it was just a small dent.

That place was packed with nerve endings. Even the slightest nudge sent a wave of intense sensations. It was fragile, sensitive as hell.

That’s why marking was important. It didn’t just trigger changes in pheromones and offer protection, like warding off other Alphas, but also physically altered the Omega’s body.

The most obvious change was the opening of the reproductive cavity, preparing it for pregnancy.

Yan Lu’s legs were spread wide. His hole was still stuffed with that thick cock when Zhong Zong picked him up again. He grabbed a few soft pillows and stacked them beneath Yan Lu’s hips, lifting his ass high.

Yan Lu shut his eyes tight, his throat trembling with every breath. From his collarbones to his chest bloomed a deep flush, dotted with red marks left from sucking.

Zhong Zong moved his hips slowly. His hands rested on Yan Lu’s chest, and his rough thumbs gently teased his nipples.

Feeling overwhelmingly vulnerable, Yan Lu opened his eyes just slightly and saw Zhong Zong’s cock sliding slowly out from between his ass cheeks, wet and flushed red, glistening with slick.

Each thrust was slow, as if searching for something. Yan Lu frowned, feeling the strange sensation of the tip rubbing right at his entrance.

Deep inside, his body pulsed with hunger, soft and wet walls clinging to the shaft, trying to draw him in. But it still wasn’t enough to make Zhong Zong shove in and fuck him properly.

He was on the verge of kicking out in frustration, his nerves rubbed raw with every teasing motion.

Zhong Zong leaned down to kiss him, but Yan Lu turned away and shot him a half-glare filled with both irritation and pleading. “Are you coming in or not?”

Zhong Zong let out a quiet sigh. Damp curls clung to his forehead, and droplets clung to his lashes as he looked down at him with a softness that made Yan Lu’s heart race.

His waist grew weaker. Giving in, he turned his face away, opened his legs even wider in silent surrender.

The entrance to the reproductive cavity wasn’t hard to find, but Yan Lu’s walls were too tight, too slick. Even just holding Zhong Zong’s tip inside felt like it was begging to be driven in completely.

But with a bit of twisted delight, Zhong Zong was searching for that tiny hidden spot. The pleasure was so intense it distracted him, made it hard to focus. It took a while before he finally pushed into that little dip nestled within all the wet heat.

Yan Lu jolted hard. His legs immediately wrapped around Zhong Zong’s waist as he cried out, “No. Not there. Stop.”

His cock stood high and firm, flushed pink and leaking constantly.

One look at him and Zhong Zong knew damn well that “no” really meant “yes.”

He pressed harder, the tip caught on that sensitive spot, grinding against it in small, slow strokes.

Again and again, he rubbed against that tiny entrance.

Yan Lu cried out in broken moans, unable to hold back any sound at all.

The stimulation was so intense he didn’t even notice when the tears started. Soon his whole face was wet.

His hands pushed weakly at Zhong Zong’s hips, trying to resist, but there was no real strength in it.

Just that shallow teasing had him unraveling. If Zhong Zong really shoved in, he didn’t even know what kind of mess he’d turn into.

Zhong Zong stared down at him, eyes dark with a hunger even he didn’t realize he was showing. A need to satisfy, to claim.

He pinned Yan Lu down tightly, thrusting harder between his spread legs.

Because he was only rubbing against the reproductive cavity’s entrance, he couldn’t go deep. Half his cock still remained exposed. It didn’t feel amazing for him, not physically.

But watching Yan Lu cry and drool while getting fucked like that gave him a kind of twisted satisfaction.

A rough urge rose up inside him. He grabbed one of those soft cheeks and squeezed hard, slapping it in rhythm with his thrusts.

And when he finally ground right across the entrance of that cavity, Yan Lu’s legs clenched tight, his lower abdomen tensed, and he came in a messy, desperate release while being pounded from behind.