STIDM 3

“You’re a pervert, aren’t you.”

Yan Lu stepped forward and snatched the shirt back, stuffing it into the wardrobe with clear irritation.

“So what if I slept with an omega? What’s it got to do with you?”

Zhong Zong remained seated on the bed, the familiar half-smirk playing on his lips. His hands rested behind him on the mattress, eyes narrowed with a hint of mockery.

“Yan Yan, you think someone like you can satisfy an omega?”

The fuse inside Yan Lu lit with a snap. No man could stand being questioned about his ability in bed.

Even if he knew deep down he was an omega, he had always seen himself as a real man. As far as he was concerned, heat was nothing more than a troublesome biological reaction. Pills could suppress it. It didn’t affect how he lived.

Veins bulged on his arms as he stepped in close and grabbed Zhong Zong by the collar, eyes sharp and dangerous.

“Say that again if you dare.”

“Yan Yan, heat isn’t as simple as you think. Not with all those alphas out there ready to pounce. Even if he’s in love with you, if you can’t mark him…”

Before he could finish, Yan Lu let go and laughed coldly. “You’re such a coward.”

“What?”

“It’s all just insecurity dressed up as pride. Why the hell do omegas need your protection? Can’t they protect their own love? Or have they been treated like they’re weak for so long that even you believe they’re useless?”

Zhong Zong didn’t answer.

“If the only way you can have someone is by marking them, by tying them down with pheromones, then maybe you should just get yourself a sex doll and get it over with. You don’t know a damn thing about love.”

Yan Lu stood tall, his voice full of disdain as he threw the words at Zhong Zong. And in that moment, in all his fiery defiance and confidence, he struck harder than ever before.

Zhong Zong stared at him, gaze locked and unmoving.

Yan Lu instinctively took a step back. After growing up getting beaten by this guy, his body had developed a reflexive submission.

In his world, power ruled. Zhong Zong was stronger, so he could force him to do things he never wanted to.

Although he often lashed out when annoyed, whenever he faced Zhong Zong, his body would instinctively tense, expecting pain. His guard was fully up as he stared at Zhong Zong, only to be met with laughter.

Zhong Zong clutched his stomach, doubled over in laughter on the bed. Yan Lu’s lips twitched. “You think my view is funny?”

“No… hah… not that. Yan Yan, I really do like you the most.”

“You’re fucking disgusting. Be serious for once.”

Zhong Zong stopped laughing instantly. He wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and stood up.

Yan Lu watched him warily, only to feel a sudden shift in the air as Zhong Zong’s pheromones rose sharply.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he instinctively stepped back.

But there was no escaping the overwhelming pressure of an alpha’s pheromones crashing into him.

His blood boiled. The heavy beta perfume he’d sprayed could no longer suppress the omega scent that had started to stir under the surface.

Backed into a corner, Yan Lu felt Zhong Zong’s arm lock tightly around his waist.

A flush crept across his face, hot and uninvited. He blinked hard, trying to clear the fog clouding his vision.

“Get off. Get away from me.”

Zhong Zong didn’t seem to hear him. His gaze never left him.

“If you want me to be serious, then I’ll say it plainly. Yan Yan, be with me.”

“…What?”

Was Zhong Zong insane? Or was he the one who had lost his mind?

Zhong Zong liked him? What a joke. Someone who liked him wouldn’t just stand by and watch as he got beaten so badly he ended up with broken bones.

Zhong Zong must be a complete maniac.

Yan Lu’s mind was spinning in chaos, but his body was starting to react. The pheromones were working their way in, drawing out a response he couldn’t control.

And this was seriously bad.

The words came out almost by force.
“Get off…”

Yan Lu’s face was flushed with a deep, unnatural red. He raised his leg and kicked, but Zhong Zong moved back swiftly.

Then suddenly, as if he sensed something, Zhong Zong’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“You…”

Before he could finish, Yan Lu lunged at him, driven by the heat burning through his veins and the irritation that came with it.

The more he moved, the more that faintly sweet scent escaped, no longer held back.

Zhong Zong caught the scent and was thrown into chaos. He took a few solid punches from Yan Lu before reacting.

One particularly nasty kick nearly took him out completely. Zhong Zong’s expression shifted in an instant, turning cold and sharp.

Yan Lu never had the upper hand against him. Within seconds, Zhong Zong had him pinned face-down to the floor.

Fingers tangled in his hair, Zhong Zong yanked his head up without mercy.

He leaned in close, breathing against the back of Yan Lu’s neck for a few moments. Then his eyes shifted, darkening with heat and danger. A low laugh slipped from his throat as he dragged his tongue lightly over the tattoo at the nape of Yan Lu’s neck.

“Yan Yan, you really went all out hiding this little secret.”

A wave of dread washed over Yan Lu, making him tremble slightly. His most vulnerable spot was fully exposed to an alpha.

He had imagined this scenario before, but this wasn’t the worst part.

The worst part was that the alpha was Zhong Zong. The one person who could overpower him in every way. That was what made it feel hopeless.

The strong scent of omega pheromones began to respond to the alpha’s presence. No matter how much beta perfume he had sprayed, it could no longer cover it. The room was filled with that heavy sweetness, and it was beginning to seep out.

Zhong Zong clicked his tongue, then grabbed Yan Lu’s hair again and crashed their mouths together.

Yan Lu struggled slightly, but his body was already growing weaker, softening, and no longer able to resist.

As their saliva mixed, Yan Lu’s body burned hotter. His erection was now fully hard, pressing up beneath him.

The moment Zhong Zong’s hand slipped down and touched him, he instinctively tightened his legs together.

But seeing that Yan Lu was no longer putting up much resistance, Zhong Zong flipped him over and forced his legs apart.

Yan Lu’s lips were swollen from the kissing, a faint glint of rage flickering deep in his eyes, impossible to hide.

Zhong Zong gave a soft, teasing smile.
“Relax, Yan Yan. I’m not going to mark you. But in your current state, I should at least give you some temporary measure.”

What I fucking need is a suppressant. Who the hell wants your spit. You think I don’t know this is a temporary mark?

Breathing heavily, Yan Lu watched as Zhong Zong lifted his shirt and buried his face against his abs, hands tracing over his tight stomach.

He saw Zhong Zong’s red tongue slowly slide across the ridges of his muscles, licking as he looked up at him. Those sharp, narrow eyes now held something seductive, almost wicked.

And somehow, in that moment, Yan Lu grew fully hard. His pants were stretched tight from the bulge.

He stared speechlessly at Zhong Zong, who was radiating pure lust and hormones, and couldn’t help thinking.

Who the hell is the omega here. This alpha looks even more like a walking wet dream. What a face begging to be fucked. This world is seriously unfair.

Suddenly, pain shot through his lower belly. Zhong Zong had just bitten him hard.

Seeing the blood on the other’s lips made his head spin with rage.

Zhong Zong licked the metallic taste from his mouth and smiled, as if half-apologetic.
“Sorry, had to redirect the urge to bite your neck.”

He leaned down again, aiming for Yan Lu’s chest, heading straight for his nipple.

Yan Lu immediately tensed up in shock. He lifted his arms to push Zhong Zong away.
“What the hell are you doing! I’m telling you, no biting… ah!!”

In seconds, his wrists were pinned above his head. His trembling, sensitive nipple was pulled into Zhong Zong’s mouth, and the strong tongue began flicking it mercilessly.