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Yudit shuddered at the dizzying sensation. The ticklish and slightly torturous feeling disappeared, leaving only pleasure in its wake. Khalid’s tongue delved into the hole, the wet flesh exploring every nook and cranny as if it were a living creature. The sensation of the tongue tracing hi folds was so intoxicating that Yudit quickly melted in Khalid’s embrace.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Yudit buried his face in the pillow to stifle his moans. Khalid stifled a laugh as he watched his. A finger replaced his tongue that had slipped out. The hole, sufficiently loosened by the tongue, quickly swallowed a finger.

“Hnngh!”

“It seems like my personality isn’t very good after all.”

Khalid whispered to Yudit as he stretched his hole.

“I was going to do just enough and call it a day… but seeing you endure made me want to go all the way.”

Yudit glared at Khalid with his mouth pressed against the pillow. Khalid burst into laughter and inserted another finger. Yudit’s skin, flushed and red up to the nape of his neck, and his tousled platinum hair were incredibly sensual. Khalid nibbled on his shoulder blades as he moved his fingers in and out. The circular mark on the sheet beneath Yudit’s penis was gradually growing larger. A lewd smell filled the air. Pheromones wafted through the air, giving off a sweet scent.

“Yudit, the pheromones are going to spread to the next room.”

Khalid spoke with a voice laced with laughter. Yudit hurriedly tried to contain his pheromones, but it wasn’t easy. The sound of a belt buckle being undone came from behind.

“Ah…!”

Yudit couldn’t hold back a moan at the somewhat hasty insertion. his body was sufficiently wet, so the hole readily accepted Khalid. Yudit’s lips parted in shock as the massive thing pushed in. Khalid began to thrust without giving him a chance to adjust.

“Ugh, huh, uh, ugh, ugh, mmm…!”

Every time Khalid’s member penetrated inside, Yudit let out a moan. Most of it was muffled by the pillow, but it was impossible to suppress the sounds completely. his grip on the sheets tightened, and blue veins stood out on his pale hand.

“Um, ah…!”

As the tip of the c0ck struck his pleasure point, Yudit finally couldn’t hold back a moan. Khalid covered Yudit’s mouth and whispered in his ear.

“Oh no, they’ll hear everything.”

Yudit glared at Khalid with a resentful look. Khalid’s eyes narrowed.

“Ah, ah, there… uh…!”

Before Yudit could say anything, Khalid surged forward again. Yudit bit down on the pillow, enduring the brutal thrusts targeting his pleasure points. Khalid’s breath on his neck and his pheromones pressing down on him overwhelmed him with a wave of pleasure. At this rate, he was about to spill onto the sheets. As Yudit struggled, Khalid, realizing the situation, quickly grabbed his thighs and flipped his over. Yudit, now defenseless and exposed, looked up at Khalid with wide, rabbit-like eyes. Khalid grasped the tip of Yudit’s penis and spoke.

“If you’re going, we should go together.”
his words were barely audible. Yet Khalid did not stop pounding Yudit.

“Ah, ugh. Ugh…”

Yudit searched for the pillow again, but it had long since fallen to the floor during the process of turning his body. As a last resort, Yudit bit his own forearm. Khalid frowned and pulled Yudit’s arm away, giving him his own arm instead. Although Yudit was endlessly weak and soft towards Khalid, this time was different. Yudit bit Khalid’s arm with all his might. It was so muscular that his mouth only went numb, but that was the end of it.
With a resentful gaze, Yudit looked up at him, and Khalid’s lower abdomen felt heavy. Khalid’s member twitched and grew in size. Suppressing the urge to release inside, he pulled out. As Khalid’s hand gripped the tip of Yudit’s penis, both of their members simultaneously released a milky fluid. The sticky, cloudy liquid splattered everywhere.

Yudit lay exhausted. A small bite mark was clearly visible on Khalid’s forearm. Seeing this, Khalid kissed his arm with a satisfied look.
It felt like all the strength had drained from his body as if he had sprinted at full speed. Yudit blinked as the drowsiness poured over him. Khalid tucked Yudit’s disheveled hair behind his ear and spoke.

“Go ahead and sleep. I’ll take care of everything.”

“I won’t sleep…”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The eyes that had been glaring sharply soon lost their strength. Yudit’s eyes began to blur and then he fell asleep. Khalid, quietly watching Yudit, kissed his forehead.

***

“All finished.”

Yudit closed the book as he spoke. The sound of rain pouring outside the window was refreshing. He’d meant to ride on horseback today, but having overexerted himself the night before—combined with the rain—he was back in the carriage. Thanks to the smooth, well-maintained road instead of a bumpy hillside trail, he had managed to finish three novels in just two hours.

Today, there was a new guest in the carriage—Yvonne. She had come over saying she couldn’t stand Pavron’s snoring anymore. The carriage was spacious enough that all four of them could sit without issue. Yvonne had borrowed several books from Selena and was already on her fourth novel, reading even faster than Yudit. Selena turned to Yudit and asked,

“How was it?”

“It was fun. But I still think I enjoy Bonin’s books the most.”

“Me too. Um… how should I put it. It’s not just simple romance, it makes your blood boil while reading… Oh—!”

Selena caught herself mid-sentence. Yudit smiled faintly. Bonin’s novels often included portrayals of the corrupt royal family and nobility. Since the story typically unfolded from the perspective of someone just and principled, it was no surprise that Selena had been swept up in it.

“I feel the same way. Reading them kind of makes you… want to start a revolution, doesn’t it?”

“No! That came out wrong. I didn’t mean it like that—I’d never think of such a thing.”

Selena didn’t know the details of how Yudit had grown up under the teachings of a true revolutionary, so her panic was understandable. Yasin, who had grown up in a remote desert village mostly uninvolved with the affairs of the state, tilted his head as he listened to the exchange between the two.

“It’s fine. Really. If it had bothered me, I wouldn’t have enjoyed the book. And I wouldn’t have said I preferred Bonin’s novels either.”

“E-even so, it was a careless remark. I’m sorry.”

Still flustered, Selena fidgeted. To help her regain composure, Yudit changed the subject.

“Besides Bonin, do you have any other favorite authors?”

“Oh, um. Yes, lots. Charles, Rousseau, Wolfgang…”

As Yudit thought back on the novels those authors had written, he asked teasingly,

“They all tend to feature protagonists with strong convictions. Seems like that’s the type you like, Selena.”

“Hmm… now that you mention it, I suppose that’s true. But I also enjoy stories with delicate emotional portrayals.”

“In that case… Zeke?”

“I love Zeke. How does he understand women’s hearts so well? Maybe he’s an omega?”

“Could be. But… what if Zeke is a woman?”

Selena blinked in surprise at Yudit’s response.

“But it’s a man’s name.”

“Pen names can be anything. And publishers often shy away from works written by women. I’ve heard many women use male pseudonyms because their books don’t sell as well, or they get dismissed.”

“Oh… then could Bonin be a woman too?”

“Who knows… Would you prefer it if Bonin were a woman?”

“Yes. Then maybe I could be her friend someday. Of course, I could be friends even if Bonin were a man like Your Highness, but… having tea or chatting with a beta or alpha man is…”

“It quickly becomes gossip.”

“Exactly…”

If Yudit hadn’t been an omega, and if he hadn’t already been embroiled in a famous scandal with Khalid, then he probably would’ve been linked to Selena a few times already.

Just then, Yvonne, who had been quietly reading, spoke up.

“What is it you like about this Bonin?”

Selena blinked, momentarily taken aback. As a commoner, Yvonne wasn’t supposed to initiate conversation with someone of Selena’s status. It could easily be taken as offense. But Selena, having lived in an orphanage until she was ten before being adopted into a count’s family, didn’t seem the least bit uncomfortable talking to commoners.

“Well, everything really. I love that the protagonist puts conviction above love, the way the scenery is described, the sharp depiction of the characters’ inner thoughts… Oh, and most romance novels end in marriage, right? With the protagonists living happily ever after. But Bonin’s novels don’t end that way, and I love that.”

“…I see.”

Selena smiled brightly and asked Yvonne with interest,

“Do you like Bonin’s novels too, Miss Yvonne?”

“Mm, no.”

Yvonne shook her head and answered without a trace of hesitation. When Yudit glanced to the side, he saw Selena staring at Yvonne as though she’d just suffered a tremendous shock.