By Zephyria 
His finger crawled into me like a snake. The gaping hole, not knowing shame, seemed to devour the two fingers that had been thrust in at once. Every time the stiff middle and index fingers spread into a V shape and rummaged through the loosened flesh, clumps of semen dripped down. My stomach churned. I floundered my arms and legs as if I had fallen into the water, but the resistance of my limbs, which had already lost all strength, was meaningless. He easily silenced me by saying that I should stay still unless I really wanted to get pregnant.
Chuckle, chuckle. The sound of friction mixed with water and semen struck my ears painfully. The finger pressing down on my inner wall had already increased to three. I wish the feeling was overwhelming, but like I had been anesthetized, I only felt that it had entered, and I didn’t even feel a faint ache.
“Anyway, I don’t like that clan’s mating method… Seeing that those lips, which used to whine even when I just put a finger in, are quiet, it seems like it’s not very stimulating.”
For some reason, I bit my lip, feeling too proud to nod obediently. Then Allen let out a dry laugh, as if he found it ridiculous that I was trying to maintain my pride even in this state.
“Seriously, are you going to open your mouth only if I shove my fist into you like this?”
“Don’t.”
Knowing well the nature of the guy who might really shove not just a fist but even his forearm in if I stayed still out of spite, I opened my mouth right away. Only after hearing my answer did he seem satisfied, and the hand that was scraping inside became a little, just a little, softer. It was so predictable that I was even annoyed.
“How cute. Were you scared? But don’t worry. Probably until tomorrow, your body will be fine even if I shove something burdensome in. Of course, it won’t hurt either.”
He said that it was because of the Bonding Ritual that Carlisle had made with me by mixing our blood. The effect of the ritual usually lasts for about a day or two, and while the effect lasts, not only does the uterus open up like during a heat cycle, allowing for conception, but it also becomes possible to accept the genitals of a beast without difficulty.
“It would be a problem if you thought that what you experienced today was the end. You were surprised too, but… that cheeky little thing was still maintaining about half of its human form, right? Once it’s opened its eyes to its instincts, it will probably try to possess you in its complete form from the next copulation.”
“Ugh…”
If it’s the complete form, then… It probably won’t be the puppy-like, lovely appearance that I often see and am familiar with. No, well, it was a puppy to me, but even that form was larger than a typical large dog.
I like Carlisle, and I won’t try to abandon him as promised, but separately from that, I felt a bit sick of it. It was because the image of the ferocious and huge wolf that had snatched my neck in front of Adrian flashed through my mind for a moment.
If it’s the Bonding Ritual, it must be referring to the time when we made eye contact and exchanged blood earlier. Thinking back to how my mind became rapidly hazy right after the blood-smelling kiss, it’s clear that’s it…
“How is it, can you handle it?”
Whether my somewhat sickened feelings were eventually revealed on my face, Allen smiled quite satisfyingly and asked that. I just slapped that face, which was smiling in a way that made the person watching feel disgusted, with the back of my hand.
“I’ll take that as meaning you can’t handle it.”
Allen didn’t seem to be in a bad mood. He arbitrarily raised my body. And then he sat me on the edge of the bathtub that was separately prepared in a corner of the large bathhouse. My body, which had lost its strength, staggered because there was no place to lean back. If I fell backward, I would be in the water right away.
“If you don’t want to fall and die pathetically in a place like this, after clinging to the life you’ve protected so persistently, you’d better hold on tight.”
Allen, who was sitting on one knee in front of me, said that and pulled my hand and placed it on his shoulder. I couldn’t refuse harshly and get up because the situation wasn’t convenient right now, so I quietly grabbed his shoulder like the safety bar of a ride. Whether his head had cooled down in the meantime, his touch, which was a bit calmer than before, tapped the inside of my knees. I obediently spread my legs.
The underground bathhouse, where sunlight didn’t shine, was dim even after the sun had risen. The only thing illuminating the inside was a torch hanging far away, near the entrance. The space between my legs, spread wide under the dimly flickering light, was dimly revealed. It wouldn’t hinder Allen’s vision with just this much darkness, but it certainly helped my mental health.
In fact, putting aside the unexpected risk of pregnancy, I had never scraped out semen with my own hands before. Allen, well, since the body I have is my body from my past life, even if the appearance has changed, if I had to say, he’s an Omega, so he would ejaculate inside me without any worries, and rather, he would force me to keep his semen inside me all day like a bad habit, and Andrew has never ejaculated inside my hole in the first place. Adrian also tends to be careful, saying that he can’t impregnate me until we have a formal marriage, and even if a little bit remains inside by mistake, he would take care of it himself. Even if they’re subordinates, they don’t want to show my intimate appearance to other people, or something like that…
Since it’s come to this, I just need to make sure to use what I can. Okay, this in front of me isn’t Allen, it’s just a convenient cleaning tool. That’s all.
Feeling the resolute touch gently pushing and spreading the flesh of my buttocks to the sides, I repeated that to myself inwardly.
I thought I had already squeezed out as much as I could earlier, but after a while, a lukewarm and warm liquid flowed down again. Ugh, I shuddered and shrugged my shoulders for some reason. Allen’s finger once again dug into the wet hole.
It wasn’t just my hole that was wet. The air in the large bathhouse was also wet and humid. The sound of the moaning echoing every time I let out a faint exclamation was even more shameful, so I tried to suppress the sound as much as possible. My inner walls, which were spread wide open, clearly didn’t feel anything from just a few fingers, but whether they had shrunk a bit in the meantime, strength was being put into my belly skin.
The finger that had gone in deep soon touched something blunt.
“Hieeugh!”
I trembled and grabbed Allen, collapsing forward. It was a place I usually couldn’t reach with just my fingers… how…?
“Look at this, look at this. Are you that sad about spitting out the sperm? You came all the way down here, opening your mouth wide, begging for more seeds to be planted.”
A mocking voice echoed too close to my ear. A heat cycle without pheromones was terribly poignant. It wasn’t just the prostate. As he mocked, my Cervix had descended.
“Easy, you need to relax.”
He patted my tense buttocks with his remaining hand. Hic, ugh, ugh, I couldn’t breathe properly. He told me to relax, but he was moving his fingers violently inside my hole, so I didn’t know what rhythm to follow.
“You’re going to squeeze it all out, not leave a single drop, Noah. Can you do it?”
“Hngh, ah, I can’t, ugh, I can’t…”
My damned Dominant Omega body was too sensitive to pleasure. It felt like my prostate was right next to my descended Cervix, and every time he stirred his fingers, a different kind of pleasure sharply cut through my head. Occasionally, I heard a low, forceful voice muttering ominously as if witnessing a terrible sight, saying things like, Having a baby, how could you do something so awful, just taking care of the ones we have is already my limit, if we really have a baby, you’ll definitely love that pure soul more than anyone else in the world… no, I can’t allow it…, but it didn’t reach my pleasure-soaked brain, not even the nerve endings or my eardrums.
“Haaah, Allen, ungh, ungh, ah!”
His cock was sucked into my hot mouth in an instant. He sucked and licked the hard-on that had been erect since earlier with great skill. The cock, trapped between his wide tongue and hard palate, swelled the foreskin even more as he pressed down on it.
As if by magic, my inner walls, which were wide open from his merciless touch, were filled with shimmering liquid. My whole body trembled with the urge to cum immediately. My vision was turning yellow from the excessive urge to ejaculate, but Allen didn’t care and blocked the entrance of my hole. Even as he continued to suck my cock, I couldn’t even think about raising my upper body and just collapsed, hugging his head and trembling. I scratched his back with my closely trimmed nails and struggled, but with my cock in his mouth, I couldn’t offer any meaningful resistance.
“Hic, help, ugh, ungh, help me, Allen, I’m going to, hic, haaang, ah!”
Without any warning, he suddenly removed the hand that had been blocking my hole. I screamed, spewing out a milky white liquid mixed with semen, and the whole bath echoed. The thin lips that were holding my cock pursed as if determined. The ejaculate, which I thought I couldn’t spit out anymore, trickled down Allen’s throat. It was a forced climax. Soon, my vision turned black.