The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra-Chapter 296: Heated Confessions (3)

Arren’s moans reached a higher peak as he could only let the alpha manhandle him through it all. And Spade indulged him, giving him all he wanted and, in a way, what he also wanted.

Both of them seemed to have decided to leave traces of their love all over the room. In this place, there were only two of them. Spade and Arren had once again been engulfed by their world of two.

They indulged their desires and lusts, making sure that both of them were satisfied, at least for the time being. The two forgot all of the problems and bad memories for a moment as they let their bodies express their feelings for each other.

This feeling made their hearts swell up with how intense it was.

The two made love on the bed while standing up, Arren was using the drawer as his support, and Spade pounded him from behind, or when the water from the shower had trickled down through their connected bodies.

Arren couldn’t even count the times he had been released, and his mind was only clouded by pleasure and the love he was feeling. The lust and love being combined made this heat extremely overstimulating.

And before the height of their desire died down as they were entangled on the bed once more, only kissing each other while naked, Spade had bowed his head and Arren had tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck.

The gland, where his pheromones were emitted and the most special part of his body, throbbed slightly, and Arren looked up at Spade.

He smiled and urged the alpha.

We deserve this.

And as Spade finally bit his gland and gave his mark, Arren’s body almost convulsed from the electrifying feeling, and he shut his eyes and savored the pleasure it had for his whole being.

It was in a literal sense that Arren thought he was being connected in a much deeper way to his alpha. However, when he was about to reach that more satisfying line, the sensation had stopped.

Spade also began to lick Arren’s neck with a sigh and embrace his omega with the utmost care.

A temporary mark. Arren opened his eyes and stared at his alpha. He bit his lips and suddenly had the urge to pull Spade into an extremely tight embrace, which he did.

How was he so lucky to have Spade? He was a very considerate alpha who always thought of his well-being the most. Arren was overwhelmed by this feeling, and as he was just marked, he was also sensitive enough that his emotions were most vulnerable.

"I’m yours, Alpha," Arren mumbled as he cried.

Spade kissed his tears and gave a small, assuring smile.

"I’m your alpha." He repeated the same words with completely different meanings.

Arren buried his face in Spade’s chest and hugged him tight to himself. It was only a temporary mark that would fade in over half a year, and their pheromones were not permanently mixed yet, but it was enough for the time being.

Their love for each other couldn’t be justified by only a mark. Arren and Spade’s love went beyond a simple mark.

Although there would be a time when Arren would bear Spade’s permanent mark, that would be after all these problems were resolved.

They fell silent, and they tried to adapt to the feelings the mark gave them, albeit temporary, but it was still a mark.

Arren knew that Spade had not completely marked him because there was something for Arren to address. He knew it too; that was why he cried. Arren wanted Spade’s mark, of course. However... He had to admit that his trauma about being marked had not faded. All the torment he had before had something to do with that mark.

It was still there, and who knew what would happen if Spade fully marked him for real? Arren didn’t want to imagine the worst, but Spade seemed to be more worried about it than he was.

One step at a time, both of them would recover from all this together.

The temporary mark was only the beginning.

Their heat and rut died down as quickly as they arrived. After all, this one was only a manifestation of all their desires and not a natural heat. It only took a night, and both of their conditions stabilized.

The two of them rested after their energies were depleted, especially for Arren. Even Spade was exhausted since he had not slept for a day after waking up from that dream.

The next day, Arren woke up when it was almost noon. Spade was still sleeping beside him. The alpha’s eyes were still tightly shut as he slept peacefully.

Arren stared at him intently; he didn’t even have any intention of getting up immediately and watching his alpha sleep.

And Spade has always been a light sleeper. After Arren traced his face, the alpha woke up, and his eyes met Arren’s.

No one spoke for a moment and only looked at each other. Arren smiled and let out a giggle.

"Did I wake you?" He asked; there wasn’t even a hint of apology in his tone.

Spade seemed to be out of it, having just woken up, and then he blinked, and the alpha didn’t respond to Arren, but instead, he buried his face in Arren’s neck, where his gland was, and the temporary mark.

The alpha breathed, and he let out a satisfied sigh. As for Arren, he couldn’t even continue to grin anymore, and he had also become immersed in the tickling sensation that the mark had brought to him.

After they lingered on the bed for a moment, the two decided to finally get up. Arren then let Spade coax him, and he was carried by the alpha to the bathroom, where they took a bath together.

Once they were done, they changed into the casual clothes that were stored inside the drawer, which the alpha specifically prepared for them. It seemed the alpha wanted to stay in the place for a few days, and Arren didn’t refuse either.

Arren was now watching Spade prepare their brunch; although it was only simple dishes, he was still amazed that the alpha knew how the kitchen worked, much less cook since he was an emperor and was always being served by the servants. So, Arren always had this impression that Spade wasn’t good at chores that much.

He was standing beside Spade as he watched him as though he were some judge from a cooking competition.

"Are you surprised?" Spade glanced at him and asked with a small smile on his lips.

Arren nodded, admitting that he was.

"When did you learn how to cook?" He asked, curious. After all, Spade was always busy with paperwork and the empire. Even before, Arren had not seen Spade cook.

Spade, then put the fried egg on the plate. He chuckled and looked at Arren.

"This can be considered cooking?"

Frying wasn’t that hard to learn. Even for Spade, when he was on vacation for a bit before, it wouldn’t be convenient to have servants around him when he wanted to unwind and be alone, so he at least knew how to fry an egg or toast some bread.

"Still," Arren shrugged and helped Spade prepare their table.

Spade’s arms then snaked around Arren’s waist. "Is it so surprising?"

Arren laughed when the alpha pinched his waist.

"You’re getting more attractive in my eyes," he replied, his eyes winking at Spade.

The alpha couldn’t help but burst with laughter with his antics. His face looked much more relaxed, and Arren was really captivated by it. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

"I’ll try to learn more dishes from now on, then."

"Ohh, I’m looking forward to it."

The two laughed at each other and then began to eat at the table. Their seats were so close to each other that their arms touched whenever they moved.

They seemed to want to always feel each other. Perhaps it was because of the temporary mark on Arren and the way their pheromones were temporarily mixed, but thinking of another perspective, even without it, the two would still become too clingy for each other.

The mark only heightened these emotions.

The brunch was then almost done in silence, but it was extremely comfortable, as though they were living a simple life in the countryside. In a sense, it felt like they were.

After that, they tend to the room since it has lingering scents and spots here and there.

"here too?" Arren exclaimed, somehow shocked.

Looking at the mirror with some suspicious stain, his cheeks turned crimson in an instant. Truthfully, Arren could barely remember when they were at the height of such intoxication.

Spade held back his smile and then hugged Arren from behind. The mirror then reflected his image, with the alpha lowering his head to kiss his shoulder.

They were now looking at each other through the mirror before the two laughed. It seemed their escapades seemed to really reach every nook and cranny of that small room.

For almost the whole day, Arren and Spade seemed to set aside what happened and enjoy their reunion.

They stole a few hours of their time for each other, away from the problems. At that moment, they were only lovers who had almost taken the next step of being mates.

When the night came, though, as Spade and Arren were sitting just outside of the house and looking at the stars, the peaceful night seemed to envelop them.

Arren was leaning on Spade’s chest as they sat on the ground. A mattress was laid down on the ground for them. Spade was leaning on the big tree and hugging Arren tight with his arms.

They let the night surround them with only a lamp, lighting their little world with the moon and stars.

After a while, Arren turned his body and looked at Spade, his lips arching into a smile.

"Is this story time?"

For every bad memory or sweet memory of the past, Arren and Spade would embrace them to move forward for their new future.