Chapter 16

“Hngh, ahn, ah! Hy-hyung…” Rian wept out.

Yu-gyeom exhaled a rough breath. “Hoo…”

“Haa, nggh…” Rian whimpered.

Inside the cramped car, Kwon Rian lay sprawled across the back seat with his pants completely stripped off. His fair, slender legs were spread wide, fluttering in midair like sheets of paper.

Small wonder, considering three of Yu-gyeom’s fingers were already churning deep inside his pussy. Rian was overwhelmed by a splitting ache that felt as though his groin were tearing apart, paired simultaneously with an electric rush of pleasure that set his entire body trembling.

Because Yu-gyeom twisted and curled his fingers without a second’s pause, Rian gripped his arm in desperate pleading, yet overpowering his brother’s strength was an impossible feat. Looking at the two of them, comparing them to a cicada clinging to an ancient tree might be an exaggeration, but Rian looked like a tiny squirrel clinging for dear life.

Thick veins bulged along Yu-gyeom’s solid forearm where his sleeve was pushed up. He gouged aggressively into Rian’s cunt. Left to his raw impulses, Yu-gyeom wanted to ram his entire fist inside and crush the depths, yet he restrained himself, knowing that forcing it in right now would tear the delicate inner walls to ribbons.

Rian could not voice a word, but from the brutal touch swelling all the way to his lower belly, he could tell that Yu-gyeom was in a foul mood.

There was, of course, a clear reason why things had ended up like this. The trouble had started back when they ran into the friends, the moment Kim Taeju’s arm draped over Rian’s shoulder. Even Rian had noticed that Yu-gyeom’s eyes had never once shifted away from that contact.

From the moment they drove away from campus toward the restaurant, neither of them shared a single word. Rian had tentatively spoken up to break the oppressive silence, but Yu-gyeom merely kept his mouth shut, maintaining a stubborn, icy expression. Naturally, Rian had been forced to tread on eggshells, shrinking back in intimidated apprehension.

Rian had planned to treat his brother to his favorite vanilla ice cream after dinner and subtly probe what was wrong, but the destination Yu-gyeom drove to was not a restaurant at all—it was the Han River embankment. It was an isolated, deserted stretch of ground. Pulling the car over where not a single soul was in sight, Yu-gyeom got out of the driver’s seat and immediately yanked open the passenger door. He hauled Rian out roughly, threw him headlong onto the back seat, climbed in right behind him, and slammed the door shut.

Suddenly pinned beneath Yu-gyeom, Rian scrambled frantically to pull away, but under the older man’s rough touch, his lower clothes were swiftly stripped away. Intimidated by the unyielding resolve on Yu-gyeom’s face and the hands that forced his thighs wide to gouge into his depths without a shred of foreplay, Rian had no choice but to yield helplessly to the onslaught.

Though coercive at first, the fingers burrowing deep into his passage grew slick and almost tender, causing Rian to quickly heat up and cling to Yu-gyeom’s neck.

Thick, ragged pants continuously brushed against Yu-gyeom’s ear in searing gusts. The cramped interior of the car soon choked with their blended pheromones, beading every window with dense condensation.

The juices weeping from Rian’s pussy soaked a round stain into the leather of the back seat. Unable to contain his moans, Rian gasped raggedly.

“Hngh, hyung… ahn, mmph…” Rian whimpered.

Under Yu-gyeom’s lips sucking at his earlobe and peppering his cheeks with kisses, every single cell in Rian’s body stood on edge. His chest heaved erratically. His neglected cock stood fully erect, throbbing as though aching to spill its own seed. Rian longed for his brother to touch his shaft as well, but Yu-gyeom remained solely fixated on plundering his cunt.

Yu-gyeom’s free hand crept up Rian’s chest, sliding between the parted folds of his shirt. When Yu-gyeom’s fingertips pinched and rolled a hardened nipple, a languid haze of intoxicating pleasure bled into Rian’s gaze.

Rian had worried someone passing by might spot them, but he could no longer bring himself to care. Nor did it matter why his brother was acting so fiercely. Rian simply surrendered every nerve to the riot of erotic sensation flooding his body.

The electric sensations surging relentlessly from the tips of his toes were more than his fragile reason could ever hope to repel.

Panting against Yu-gyeom’s pressed chest, Rian arched his hips again and again in helpless bliss each time Yu-gyeom sucked greedily at the crook of his neck and collarbones.

Now Rian splayed his thighs wide of his own accord. He wanted nothing more than to beg his brother to ram his cock inside this instant, but his voice would not even emerge. Yu-gyeom devoured and sucked at Rian’s skin in a ravenous frenzy, like a starving dog. What could have provoked him so intensely?

His friends? The theater club? Kim Taeju’s hands on him?

Banishing the stray thoughts flitting through his mind, Rian’s consciousness bleached into blinding white.

Gasping frantically, Rian cried out, “Nngh… Hyung, hyung, I’m gonna… ahn! I can’t—eek!”

Feeling as though he would shoot his seed at any second, Rian tried squeezing his rear hole shut, but the pleasure was far too overwhelming to endure.

Yu-gyeom’s fingers plunged deep, pumping mercilessly inside Rian’s canal and scouring every inner contour before scraping sharply against the sensitive, tender flesh.

“Pound me deeper… all the way to my stomach. No, scratch me more,” Rian begged breathlessly.

Rian wanted to beg Yu-gyeom for even more.

Pleading through breathless whimpers, Rian begged, “Hyung… haah, your fist… put your fist inside. Please?”

At Rian wheedling and begging like an impatient child, Yu-gyeom huffed a rough gust of breath, shoved all five fingers inside, and began ruthlessly kneading the inner walls of Rian’s cunt.

Swelling like soft crimson pudding, the passage soon began weeping torrential fluid. It was a veritable deluge. Squirting in every direction, the slick juices splashed outward, dampening Yu-gyeom’s clothes. Rian listened dizzily to the lewd, wet sloshing echoing from between his legs.

Rian soon glanced down past his navel.

He saw that more than half of Yu-gyeom’s hand was already buried inside his pussy. The sight sent his vision spinning. Driven wild by how filthy and lewd his own lower body looked, Rian could no longer hold back and erupted, shooting his seed into the air.

“Rian, my sweet Rian. Haa,” Yu-gyeom breathed hoarsely.

In a thick, sultry murmur, Yu-gyeom doused Rian’s body in his heavy pheromones. If only it were possible, he would gladly spill his own blood to claim this boy entirely as his own. His only regret was that he could not.

What dribbled from Rian’s cock was thin, milky semen.

“Aaaangh…” Rian wailed, shuddering.

And immediately following that, what erupted in a geyser was a clear fluid carrying a tart, pungent aroma. Gushing out like piss, the squirt completely soaked Yu-gyeom’s shirt. In a heartbeat, Rian’s entire body was conquered by absolute bliss.

Slick with spilled semen, Rian’s lower belly glistened wetly. As Yu-gyeom kneaded Rian’s heaving stomach with his palm like a massage, dark desire flooded the Alpha’s eyes. When can I finally fill this belly with my Alpha seed? It would be so good if he carried a child who looked just like me. Such thoughts flashed through Yu-gyeom’s mind.

The juices streaming from Rian’s cunt hole soaked all the way down to his anus. His rear hole fluttered hungrily, as if seeking something to bite down on. The tight ring could be seen twitching and pulsing, looking eager to drink down even the sticky juices weeping past.

The opening where Yu-gyeom’s fist was buried had stretched to match the thickness of his heavy wrist. Omegas birthed children through this canal, so accommodating the girth of a wrist was easy enough, yet every time they had sex, Rian’s passage boasted the same stubborn, tight elasticity as if he were still a virgin. To put it simply…

“Why does my baby clamp down like this every single time?” Yu-gyeom murmured huskily.

It was tight as fuck—chewy and relentlessly clamping.

“Nngh, hy-hyung…” Rian whimpered.

Rian had turned to jelly under the waves of pleasure. His eyes were unfocused as though high on drugs, his lips glistening wetly with saliva. Swollen and flushed red as if about to burst, those lips fiercely stoked Yu-gyeom’s carnal appetite.

Yu-gyeom felt a ravenous hunger surging from deep within his gut. He was starved. In truth, he wanted nothing more than to ram his cock deep into one of Rian’s holes this very instant. Doing so would satisfy this gnawing void, but right now…

“No penetration,” Yu-gyeom declared coldly.

Yu-gyeom had no intention of gifting Rian any further ecstasy. This was his way of letting Rian know he was angry. Rian had been begging for penetrative sex since yesterday, but the more Rian begged, the less willing Yu-gyeom was to give in easily. If met with repeated refusals, Rian, with his insatiable craving for sex, would cling to him with even greater desperation and anxiety.

To Rian, sex with Yu-gyeom was directly proportional to the volume of affection he received. And Yu-gyeom understood that weakness only too well.

“Hwaang…” Rian whimpered in despair.

Drenched in the afterglow, Rian’s nether regions remained sopping wet, his petite cock bobbing with lingering tremors.

Yu-gyeom slowly withdrew his fist. The juices pooled within the vaginal passage gushed out with a heavy squelch. The glistening secretions coating his knuckles gave off a rich, intoxicating wave of Rian’s pheromones.

As if trying to keep the embers of arousal alive, Rian rubbed his soaked pussy against Yu-gyeom’s crotch, wrapping his slender, supple legs around Yu-gyeom’s waist to cling tight.

Yu-gyeom did not push the boy away, leaving him to cling and beg. Let him cling; let him crave only him. No one else in the world could satisfy Rian’s cravings—and no one else ever should.

Within Rian’s narrow world, Yu-gyeom wished to be the sole light that shone.

“Rian, did that feel good?” Yu-gyeom asked softly.

Nodding faintly against his chest, Rian whispered, “Yes… mmph…”