“Ah, ah… ah!”

The distressed screams of a heat-stricken Omega echoed in the room.

His body, slick with arousal from the Alpha’s pheromones, offered no resistance as it took in what was invading it.

A sensation of being filled, where there had previously been nothing, caused slick fluids to leak out.

Embarrassment turned his shoulders red. Along his slender neckline, soft kisses rained down.

Yeo Woohee shuddered and shook his head in defiance. Irritated by the gesture, Yeo Jinwoo delivered a sharp smack to his rear with his palm.

“Ahh! It hurts! Hic, it hurts!”

His posture—raised hips like an animal in heat—collapsed slightly as he sobbed into the bed sheets.

The imprint of Jinwoo’s palm on his smooth skin remained, red and evident, as Jinwoo grabbed it and kneaded it firmly.

“Ah! Hyung, stop! Hic, please stop!”

Each movement Jinwoo made drove deeper into him, pressing into the most intimate parts of his body.

“Should I really stop? Are you prepared to deal with the consequences?”

Jinwoo pulled his head back by his hair, almost like a leash.

Woohee’s tear-streaked face was flushed, his eyes swollen red from crying.

Jinwoo’s lips brushed against his ear, his tongue tracing its shell before delving inside.

“If you want Mom and Dad to find out you’re not their real son, go ahead and resist. It doesn’t bother me.”

“Hic… sniffle… hic…”

“For someone so lewd, how did you manage to keep up this Alpha pretense all this time, huh? Woohee.”

Jinwoo pinched Woohee’s nipple between his fingers, causing the hole clamping around his shaft to tighten reflexively.

Despite Woohee’s inexperience, the snug resistance frustrated Jinwoo.

“I’ve stretched you so many times, and you’re still tight as if it’s the first time. How are you supposed to carry my child like this?”

“Ahhh! Hnnn… it hurts! Hic! I’m sorry, Hyung. Please, I’m sorry!”

“From now on, come when I call. If you ignore me one more time, I’ll make sure Mom and Dad see you drooling slick with my cock buried inside you.”

Though Jinwoo made such threats, he had no real intention of exposing Woohee to others.

Woohee’s beauty, trembling and vulnerable, was something Jinwoo could never bear to share.

As Woohee fervently nodded and promised to never ignore his summons again, Jinwoo pressed a kiss to the sweat-soaked tips of his hair.

“Finally…”

Jinwoo gazed at Woohee with eyes glistening in ecstasy.

The Omega’s previously dormant pheromone glands had burst open, releasing the scent of orchid blooms, rich and intoxicating.

Holding Woohee’s slender waist, Jinwoo drove himself in deeply.

“Ah!”

Woohee shuddered violently as his ass was struck.

Despite Jinwoo being fully buried, he pulled their bodies closer together, leaving no space between them.

“Ahh! No, no, hic, not there, no!”

The tip of Jinwoo’s cock hardened, pressing against Woohee’s ass and swelling even further.

Woohee, desperate to escape, tried crawling forward, but Jinwoo’s grip on his waist was too strong.

“Please, no! Hic, Hyung, not there!”

“Why not? I want you to carry my child.”

The tight hole spasmed around him.

Jinwoo smirked, knowing it was an involuntary reaction but reveling in the pleasure Woohee’s body betrayed.

“You’ll never escape from me.”

“Hic, sniffle… I can’t… I can’t get pregnant…”

“Ah, right. If you were carrying my child, it’d be a disaster. Alright then, let’s just tell everyone you’re not really my brother.”

Woohee burst into uncontrollable sobs, wailing as he clung to Jinwoo, pleading for mercy.

Jinwoo didn’t bother comforting him.

After all, Woohee would have to accept that he belonged to Jinwoo.

As Woohee passed out, overwhelmed by the knotting for the first time, Jinwoo held him close.

“I love you, Woohee.”