197: Side story 1 "Ah, haa, ha… ngh." Rough breaths mixed with moans flowed out. Sweat that had risen from Greyson's forehead trickled down his cheek and gathered on his chin, swaying for a moment before falling downward. What crashed onto his firmly swollen chest slid along the round contours and settled between his chest. Greyson watched this scene with rapturous eyes. Though it was just a drop of sweat rolling, his heart felt like it would burst and he couldn't take his eyes away. His firmly swollen member pulsed with his heartbeat. The fierce pounding echoed inside Dane's belly. "Ah… ngh." Dane bit his lower lip and let out a moan. Between his widely spread legs, Greyson was inside him. Greyson looked down at the opening that was tightly gripping his heavy member. Though his mind was completely gone due to pheromones, even in that state his eyes were instinctively licking every part of Dane's body with persistence. I want to see more clearly. If he had retained his reason, he might have just done what needed to be done and finished. But his mind, soaked in pheromones, was only racing fiercely along the path created by instinct. Greyson forgot even the fact that Dane was injured and moved following his desires. His hip movements gradually became rougher and the sound of their flesh colliding echoed loudly. As if testing how far he could break him, how far was permitted, he pushed forward, and their breathing had already become rough like beasts. In this moment, reason, guilt, and self-control all crumbled. Greyson existed only as someone who desired him. "Ha, ah…!" Every time he dug between his buttocks, breath burst mercilessly from between Dane's lips. Not enough. Not enough… He was crying out like that somewhere in his heart. Drawn by that unidentifiable hunger, he dug deeper, more roughly. The sound of skin colliding, the wet moans that occasionally leaked out – these entered his ears and stimulated only his instincts. And the Omega's pheromones that spread through the gaps burned his nerves like kindling. The scent of heat mixed with sweat gradually thickened and filled the space, and Greyson inhaled that fragrance. Even if he tried not to be conscious of it, it was already too late. The Alpha's instincts surrendered to that scent, and reason had no meaning from that moment on. When he slipped his hand under the thick thighs and pushed them up, a scream-like moan was heard from below. He thought he also briefly heard a bubbling sound mixed with foam. But it didn't reach Greyson's consciousness. The visual effect came first. As the buttocks were lifted along the thighs, Virginia, which had been deeply buried, slipped out slickly. The member that had withdrawn nearly halfway was completely glistening, soaked in thick love juices. Moreover, every time Dane panted with rough breaths, the opening would contract fully and suck in the member, then relax repeatedly. The sight was so erotic that Greyson was confident he could watch this for a lifetime and never get tired of it. "Dane, this Ambro…" "If you give my hole a name, I'll kill you." Dane immediately poured cold water on Greyson, who had been in ecstasy and completely excited. He was serious. At his gaze glaring with fierce eyes, Greyson was instantly brought back to reality. Since he was even clenching his fist as if to show him, Greyson stepped back and muttered. "…It feels good, here." Though he had no choice but to back down, the poetry in his heart couldn't be stopped. At this moment, he was confident he was a poet comparable to Homer. Titled: A Hymn to Ambrosia. Ah, this is my Ambrosia (* In Greek mythology, the food or drink of the gods. It is said that eating this makes one never age or die). The wonderful hole that makes my Virginia live and breathe. Virginia buried in Ambrosia sheds tears of joy. It soaks Ambrosia thoroughly and makes it overflow. My Ambrosia. I'll fill your empty mouth full with Virginia. For life, your mouth will be packed full with Virginia. Eat gently, Ambrosia, you're truly greedy. If you suck so hard, Virginia might cry from pain. Of course Virginia is destined to cry, but wouldn't it be better if that moment were delayed as long as possible? Venus, please don't be jealous. Ambrosia is as wonderful a treasure as you are. After filling Ambrosia, I'll rub your entirety with the thoroughly wet Virginia. Venus, it would be nice if you too could shed tears. How fantastic it would be if Virginia's white tears and your white tears mixed and flowed together. Ah, Ambrosia. Ah, Venus. Ah… "Ahhh!" Unable to contain his excitement, Greyson grabbed Dane's chest with both hands. At the sensation of large hands roughly kneading his flesh, Dane unconsciously frowned but just let it be. Greyson seemed more out of his mind than himself, who was in heat cycle. Anyway, as long as he properly stabbed inside, that was enough. And he was certainly accomplishing that, so wasn't it sufficient? "Ngh…" A thin moan flowed from the corner of his mouth. Greyson squeezed his chest while going in and out below as if completely out of his mind. Wet squelching sounds echoed loudly. Every time Virginia went out and came in, it stabbed the cervix and withdrew. Damn it, you bastard! Dane cursed out of thirst. Even though he had received the strongest painkiller, he still felt pain. It was just bearable. Dane exercised superhuman patience, lifting both legs to wrap around Greyson's waist and pull him in. "Put it in and stir, you damn bastard. Don't just poke around for nothing." At the fierce words spat out through gritted teeth, Greyson nodded with a dazed face, going "uh-huh." The member filling his belly stirred inside. At the sensation of pushing up the uterus and sweeping the entire inner wall, a moan naturally leaked out. The movement that slid past the moistly wet place was cruelly greedy, and the more it touched, the deeper pleasure it drew up. With each surging impact, his body shook as if bouncing. Greyson felt even Dane's trembling without fail and pushed his hips deeper. That texture that tightened to fit him perfectly, the heat that dug in from within. Everything was making him go crazier. "Ah, good… keep going." As soon as Dane's permission fell, Greyson began hitting inside hard enough to make thudding sounds. As if trying to keep the words not to come out, he thrust up strongly while going in and out shallowly, and each time the uterus trembled. In the rising heat, he was on the verge of forgetting to relax his body. Greyson felt the impulse to make him completely his own tightening around his whole body. He breathed roughly and pushed deeper, more mercilessly. Even the sweat flowing along his skin stuck together stickily, and the space was filled only with dense heat mixed with wet flesh and pheromones. Unable to bear it, Dane grabbed Greyson's neck and pulled him down. As he licked and bit his lips frantically, pouring out kisses, below became more deeply engaged. He swallowed it completely to the root, to the point where rough pubic hair rubbed against the opening. At the strange sensation, Dane unconsciously frowned. This bastard, why didn't he shave? Every time the thick hair below rubbed against the lower area, his whole body flinched. The problem was that he didn't dislike that sensation. Whatever, I don't know. Since he didn't have the leisure to think more deeply, Dane just stopped thinking and focused only on Greyson's movements. Ha, hah, ngh, ah. Moans and breathing mixed together. Now he didn't even know who was kissing whom. Greyson frantically licked and rubbed Dane's tongue while pressing their bodies together. He put the hand that had been gripping his chest under his armpit to embrace his shoulders and pressed completely against him.