The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra-Chapter 336: I Have Found You Again (3)

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After they returned from their mission that day and completely ended the root of misery for two lifetimes, Spade returned to his duty while Arren mostly focused on healing psychologically.

In the past two months, although they still slept on the same bed and occasionally engaged in some sweet moments like kissing passionately, it almost never escalated to something deeper.

It wasn’t mainly that both of them weren’t in the mood; Arren could feel their emotions becoming more restless and hungry for something. It was as if, after the imminent threat was eliminated, the pent-up desires they harbored finally exploded.

And so, the two were only waiting for the opportunity—not exactly the right moment per se, but a special moment when both of them couldn’t handle it anymore.

It seemed... That time was now.

It didn’t need to be right or particularly romantic.

As Arren and Spade looked at each other... As pheromones slowly lingered in the air, slowly penetrating every corner of the room, their gazes couldn’t conceal that hungry desire.

A hunger that only the two of them could satisfy.

Arren’s eyes fluttered, fully lowering his guard, and exposing his vulnerability to his alpha.

His alpha. Arren’s face grew increasingly bashful and coquettish. How he liked the sound of that.

Spade appeared to have sensed his mood and his touches became hotter. His hand caressed the omega’s back slowly, giving uncontrollable shivers down Arren’s spine, making him instinctively arch his back.

At this, Spade’s eyes flickered, a small smile appearing on his lips, and his hands continued to explore his omega’s back.

His omega.

Spade’s throat bobbed at that, and a thirst swelled up inside him. How he loved the sound of that.

"Spade..." Arren called the alpha’s name; his mouth felt so dry for some reason.

Arren hooked his hands around Spade, scooting himself closer, searching for more warmth. It was weird that even with how hot he felt, he couldn’t get away, wanting a more intense sensation.

Spade let him get closer, pulling the omega close to his chest. His hands stopped moving at some point, resting at Arren’s nape and waist, respectively.

Yet, the one in his nape circled on the skin around his gland, not directly touching it but it was enough for Arren to gasp. A lingering pleasure was attempting to escape from the bottom of his gut.

"Spade..." he repeated, his tone changing slightly, pleading for something.

His voice was even lower, but for Spade, it sounded alluring, inviting him in. And so, Spade didn’t make his omega wait, as he was always ready to give him anything he wanted.

Spade gently pulled down Arren’s head slightly, their gazes meeting. Desire was clearly written in each other’s eyes. As his amber eyes flickered, Spade finally let himself taste those captivating lips.

Arren immediately closed his eyes, giving the alpha free reign to take over him, to own every part of him. He didn’t shy away from letting Spade know how much he wanted it, how much he missed this.

His alpha gladly obliged, and the lingering touches began to explore his skin once more. Their tongues danced together, salivating as they both nibbled at each other’s lips.

The hunger and thirst that had accumulated during the past two months were all ready to vent.

Arren was so ready for it, anticipating it even.

At some point, Arren had already climbed completely onto Spade’s lap, where the alpha stood, carrying Arren securely in his arms. Their lips continued to be passionately entangled, only pulling back when Arren was breathless.

Giving a few seconds of space before their hunger would boil once more and go with yet another heated kiss. Spade slowly walked to their bedroom, tightly hugging Arren while carefully climbing the stairs.

In no time, the two entered the room, not paying any attention to their surroundings. In such an enclosed space, the pheromones they both exuded reached a peak, mingling and claiming the whole place as their territory.

One was domineering and hot, while the other was gentle yet carried a somehow untamed scent. With these two pheromones present, they didn’t repulse each other but instead met and became mixed quite well, somehow merging.

Arren’s back felt the soft mattress, lying down while not letting go of his alpha. Spade was above him, careful not to let his weight fall heavily on the omega.

At this time, even with the height of their arousal, both were aware of anything. They were extremely conscious; their instincts had not taken over.

Spade and Arren slowly pulled away for a moment, breathing hard. Their foreheads were pressed against each other, their eyes not leaving, and fixed on their lover.

Arren’s right hand moved slowly, tracing the alpha’s cheeks until they rested on his lips, as his thumb brushed on Spade’s crimson lips. Arren’s eyes glimmered, loving just how red it was after he sucked on it.

"I love you." Suddenly, Arren spoke those words as if they were simple. In a way, they were, but the emotions were surging in them.

The three simple words became much more meaningful between them.

The light in Spade’s eyes shimmered a bit before a smile curled on his lips. He bent and gave Arren another kiss. This time, though, it didn’t have a tongue but was still sweet and hot at the same time.

"I love you more..." Spade hoarsely responded, staring directly at Arren as he added, "You’re the only one for me, then and now... Arren, I will always get to you."

Those words were so impactful that Arren’s heart began to race, he truly felt the sincerity in his words. Spade was never a talker, but when he did, he could make Arren’s knees melt with just his words.

Arren didn’t respond with words; he was more adept at flirting, but in this situation, he didn’t need to do that. His answer to those sincere words was taking the initiative to continue what they started.

He flipped them over, Arren above Spade, as he showed how much he loved his alpha.

Spade didn’t let Arren work on everything, he was more active, making the omega almost lose it to pleasure.

Their pheromones, which wrapped the whole room, also intensified their desires and arousal.

Arren didn’t have any intention to hold back his moans at all, he let them all out, calling at his alpha’s name and sometimes crying for Spade to move faster and faster.

He didn’t care at all if he indulged that night and was unable to walk the next day.

Spade flipped them over, and Arren kneeled on the bed as the alpha thrust from behind. They didn’t even know what round it was already, they badly needed each other.

At some point, Arren’s knees almost gave out, but Spade immediately held him up, slowing down his pace. He held Arren close to his chest; they were both kneeling at the bed so close to each other.

In this position, Arren almost rolled his eyes from stimulation; he felt so full. Spade’s cock was fully sheathed inside the omega; he was in so deep.

"A-Alpha..." Arren gasped, his eyes almost reaching the top of his head, resting all his weight on the alpha behind him.

Spade licked Arren’s neck and sucked on it, giving another mark on top of already-marked ones. He slowly moved his hips, just enough to give pleasure to both of them, while he was completely inside Arren.

As he breathed, Spade’s gaze landed on Arren’s nape, which was the part that exuded the enticing scent. Suddenly, Spade’s teeth became itchy, and he subconsciously swallowed.

Spade, as if hypnotized, couldn’t help but bend, his lips touching Arren’s nape.

When Arren felt this, his eyes snapped open, and a shiver ran down his whole being.

"Ah... Uhmm..." Arren blurted out a moan; his body trembled, he was completely at the alpha’s mercy.

Spade was hugging him from behind so tightly, their bodies still firmly connected. Arren was leaning at the alpha’s chest; in this position, Spade could literally do anything at his omega.

He could touch him and fondle him as he pleased.

"Spade..." Arren bit his lips, a tingling sensation spreading throughout his whole body, starting from his sensitive gland, which Spade was pouring kisses on.

Spade stopped for a moment, gaining his rationality at the call. He immediately moved his head away, disregarding the constant urging call in his head.

Mark him. Own him. Make him your omega.

However, Spade just couldn’t mark Arren. He wouldn’t do so without his permission. This was a once-in-a-lifetime event, something that the omega would bear for the rest of his life.

He hesitated and took a deep breath, burying his head in the crook of Arren’s neck, breathing his pheromones, and trying to make himself calm. Yet, it only amplified the surging and uncontrollable emotion inside of him.

"Arren... Arren..." Spade murmured, repeating Arren’s name in such a hoarse and almost pleading tone.

It was a tone that would never be heard by anyone else other than Arren.

"Can... I?" Spade whispered again, landing a few kisses on Arren’s shoulder. His hand traced the omega’s abdomen with anticipation and a little anxiety.

This was a moment. It didn’t need to be at the right time. Spade never relied on fate; he only waited on Arren’s opinion, which was more important than fate.

Arren lifted his chin and turned his head slightly, raising his hand and ruffling at Spade’s hair.

A mark was accompanied by a terrible nightmare in his past life, something that tainted its sanctity for him. The reason why Spade, as he had the opportunity to do so, didn’t permanently mark him, Arren was willing, but his mind wasn’t.

Arren didn’t want the memories to be tainted by the past, letting his psychological trauma rest along with the memories of the past.

This was their special moment, he wanted to be ready. Arren wanted to remember this moment as it was—as Spade and his moment, nothing else.

And now, Arren couldn’t say he overcame the nightmares of the past, but he was confident enough to say...

"I’m ready..." Arren’s face mellowed and became softer than he had ever been, showing a sincere smile. "You can... my alpha."

That was all it took. That one permission, that go signal.

From kneeling on the bed, they were already laying down in the bed in an instant. Spade behind Arren, their bodies connected, the fullness becoming another factor for their emotions to be linked.

Their hands were tangled and intertwined, and the spaces between their fingers were filled.

Arren shut his eyes and waited in anticipation, with a serene appearance.

The perfect atmosphere seemed not real, but at that moment, as Spade sunk his teeth into Arren’s sensitive gland, when their pheromones finally merged completely... Arren confirmed it was their perfect moment.

The pain only lingered before an inexplicable pleasure swept his whole being down to his soul.

It was a feeling that he couldn’t describe with mere words alone. Both Arren and Spade were sent into extreme ecstasy, neither of them wanting to get out for a while.

From then on... A permanent mark was made. A mark that Arren would bear until his death.

It sounded scary, but for him... This was his dream finally being fulfilled.

Spade withdrew his teeth. Looking at the gland with his teeth marks, a kind of indescribable pride overwhelmed him. He licked the blood around it, getting Arren’s pleasurable moans.

Neither of them spoke for a moment, savoring the newfound feeling.

Arren was like a kitten, after being marked, his body was so sensitive that he wanted to just lean heavily on his alpha.

His alpha.

He always said that, but it had a particular sound today more than it did before. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Spade was the same; he stopped kissing the marked gland at some point. Arren turned his head lazily, meeting his alpha’s gaze.

They stared at each other.

Something seemed different, but at the same time, nothing changed that much.

"My omega..."

"My alpha..."

A few seconds later, both couldn’t help but chuckle, leaning in and kissing each other.

Nothing was said after that, but both could feel it.

Both were thankful.

Fortunately, I have found you again.

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