Unlike his joking and feigned composure toward her, he was experiencing the greatest state of excitement in his life. Though he pretended to be calm, he felt strong curiosity toward Aileen herself, along with anticipation for the reward after waiting ten years for an Omega he instinctively craved.

“You’re soaking my entire hand, my lady. Does it feel that good?”

“Ahhh! Ah, ahhh-!”

That made him even greedier. If he could spend future ruts like this instead of enduring the side effects with severe headaches, if he could hold an Omega writhing and panting with pleasure in his arms and roll around to his heart’s content, he could forget all his past suffering.

Devion stroked the entrance that had swollen plump from too much rubbing with his fingertips, completely melting Aileen’s heart. The Omega’s scent that began subtly showing itself tickled Devion’s nose.

“Ah!”

Thump!

Devion, who had been busily moving in and out between her legs with his large, thick fingers, suddenly knocked Aileen down with abrupt force. Aileen, who sprawled across the bed in an instant, sensed instinctive danger and tried to push Devion away, but Devion quickly climbed on top and prevented her from moving.

It was then that Aileen’s face, which had been staring at Devion with a dumbfounded expression, flushed instantly. Devion threw off his loosened gown without taking his eyes off Aileen, who had collapsed delicately on the bed.

“Hic…!”

Aileen, who had been gradually losing her reason to Devion’s scent, snapped back to consciousness the moment she saw the body casting a large shadow. Even witnessing the scene spread before her eyes directly, Aileen couldn’t close her gaping mouth in disbelief.

Standing *rect and dripping thin, sticky fl*id, it approached with a more terrifying sensation than she had ever imagined or thought. Its appearance, twitching on its own like it had a will of its own, was extraordinary.

Aileen swallowed dry saliva and looked up at the dark reddish flesh that raised its head high. She wasn’t looking because she wanted to—its existence was so large and imposing that she absolutely couldn’t look away.

“Y-Your Highness. It’s, it’s impossible, something like that…”

Aileen wiggled her bottom against the sheets while trembling and speaking with slurred pronunciation. The moment Devion removed his gown and revealed his body, Aileen’s gaze naturally dropped to his groin and let out a low gasp.

N*ked Devion possessed a beautiful body that matched his handsome appearance. His muscle-packed body showed solid healthy beauty, and his broad shoulders, firm chest, and defined abs presented beauty tightly bound with health.

It was perfect enough that not only women but even other men would praise it as a strong and beautiful body. But Aileen thought of the word ‘escape’ first upon seeing his body. Something like chills ran up her spine, signaling instinctive danger.

“Something that big…!”

Contrary to her words, the flesh dangling from his lower body was already arrogant, seemingly ready. The way it raised its head high and dripped sticky fl*id was so menacing. Upon seeing Devion’s member, Aileen felt her private parts throb and unconsciously lowered her hand to cover that area.

So much love juice that it flowed stickily beyond just being moist thoroughly soaked between Aileen’s legs. It soon drenched even Aileen’s palm, making it slippery. She didn’t know what to do with the greater shame and embarrassment, turning her cheeks and ears even redder.

The nightgown, greatly disheveled from struggling with Devion, had already lost its function. The collar that precariously covered her slender body along the waist tie knotted to emphasize her narrow waistline fluttered greatly once more.

“Where can you find a wife who runs away on her wedding night, hmm?”

Devion quickly extended his long arm to grab one ankle trying to escape. Aileen, helplessly dragged by the pulling force, spread her previously closed legs wide and raised her bottom high. She didn’t want to, but the strength of the grip holding her ankle and the pulling force were tremendous, making resistance impossible.

Tap tap tap.

Devion spoke while gripping and kneading his large *rection in one hand. Aileen tried struggling in that prone position, but nothing changed. She only ended up in a more disheveled state, tempting the Alpha.

No foolish man would just endure while round, white buttocks swayed before his eyes. Before being an Alpha, as a man in his prime with vigorous s*xual desire, he had no intention of abandoning this opportunity. Devion gripped the soft, tender buttocks with both hands and kneaded them while thinking.

‘Small, fragile, and delicate. She seems like she’d break if I held her in my hands, and one of her limbs might snap if I had my way with her.’

It was a thought where the gentle, kind, considerate, and benevolent Crown Prince Devion Kernias couldn’t be found. He was a Crown Prince who served as a model for everyone, but that was only his public appearance. His inner nature was as dark and damp as anyone else’s.

As someone everyone praised as the next generation’s emperor, his thorough personality played a part. But as an ordinary human and man, he had no intention of wearing that mask even in bed. Rather, he preferred to feel and react more honestly in private settings.

‘This Omega is mine.’

Devion smiled pleasantly while revealing his possessiveness. Witnessing the smile he made by raising the corners of his eyes and mouth, Aileen trembled all over from instinctive chills. Rather than being scared of this situation where a man caught her and forced s*x on her, it was trembling created by an Omega’s instinct sensing the fate of being devoured by an Alpha.

The white buttocks heated up appetizingly each time they were gripped and kneaded by large hands. The pink-tinted skin carried a soft texture that aroused the Alpha’s excitement. Each time, the Alpha’s uncontrolled scent filled the room and entered Aileen’s body, heating her from fingertips to toes.

Aileen, who had been gripping the sheets until her nails turned white and groaning, felt heat rubbing long between her buttocks and arched her back sharply. Her light brown hair, tangled wildly from struggling, obstructed her vision.

‘Ah… so this is Alpha pheromones. Using only scent to bind an Omega…’

Aileen recalled the explanation about ‘pheromones’ she had heard from her parents as a child and lowered her head. As soon as her forehead touched the sheets, the memory became increasingly clear. She had been told that Alphas instinctively release something called pheromones to catch and desire Omegas.

To think the day would come when I’d feel this… Aileen rubbed her forehead against the sheets and panted. Each time she inhaled and exhaled, Devion’s thickly rising pheromones were dizzying. She felt embarrassed by that place that flinched like it was expecting something each time she felt his breath, his body temperature, his touch.

The moment an Omega becomes intoxicated by Alpha pheromones, the Omega must give up escaping. Even if a thread of reason remains, the Omega’s fate is to let go of all that reason and accept the Alpha. 

But aren’t Omegas people too? Even if they’re Omegas, shouldn’t they have the right to choose and accept?

“Your Highness, I, I haven’t given ‘permission.’ To accept you… I haven’t given permission… Ahh!”

The bumpy surface had somehow taken on stickiness and rubbed between the small, soft buttock cleft. When Devion put strength into his waist and thr*st upward, the scrotum that had been dangling below his member struck Aileen’s genitals stickily.

The sound of skin colliding flowed out rapidly. What had just been gripping the base and tormenting innocent buttocks now played lewdly with different intentions. Aileen trembled her thighs while feeling the sensation sweeping across her twitching entrance and folds all at once.

The sensation she felt for the first time was strange and frightening, but an indescribable anticipation spread throughout her body just as much.

“Wife. Of course, I believe in you. I trust that my ‘wife’ will grant me her permission.”

Devion whispered in an affectionate voice while feigning a relaxed smile. His already fully *rect member was complaining of slight pain beyond excitement, but if he couldn’t get ‘permission’ like Aileen said, he wouldn’t be able to properly spend their wedding night, let alone insert.

He absolutely hated that idea. She was an Omega he’d met after ten years. The ecstatic and dizzying moment was right before him, like compensation for ten years filled with pain had come all at once, but he didn’t want to ruin things with a moment’s desire. He had to lead the situation carefully and patiently, just like always.

“…Aileen, won’t you accept your husband? Truly?”

This wasn’t his preference, but for Aileen, who wouldn’t bend her stubbornness even while fated to be devoured by an Alpha right now, he was willing to play along with this kind of game. He anticipated beyond imagination how sweet the fruit that would fall at the end of this patience would be.