Define The Relationship Novel - Chapter 28

The cock slowly penetrated his slightly parted, twitching opening. This time, he felt a sense of fullness as his insides were tightly filled. Blinking his sweat-soaked, heavy eyelashes, Karlyle gazed at Ash as if entranced. His breath hitched. He felt like he was drowning in the gentle gaze.

Ash silently resumed his movements. The squelching sounds from below slowly heated his body. Everything felt okay just by knowing Ash was watching him. Karlyle reached out his arms and pulled Ash’s broad upper body into his embrace. Their off-beat heartbeats soon quickened and merged.

Perhaps the required intensity of pleasure also increased with the rut, as ejaculation took longer than last time. That didn’t mean his sensations were dulled, though. Rather, he was too sensitive, which was the problem.

Each time Ash crushed his prostate and pounded his rear, pheromones flooded out. After having tamed him so much already, how much further did he intend to tame him? Strong pleasure spreading from within was always accompanied by pheromones. As if telling him this was how he was meant to feel, the pheromones soaked Karlyle to the point of suffocation.

His body, receiving the pheromones of his own kind rather than an Omega’s, initially felt rejection and hostility. However, with the first ejaculation and the pheromones permeating him, his body perceived it differently. Specifically, it only perceived the pheromones imbued with Ash Jones’s scent differently.

His mind drifted in and out. He let out low gasps that strained his throat and ragged breaths. His throat was stiff, and his folded and spread thighs ached. Ash was right. Without lubricant, his rear would have torn. It was that intense and thick.

Ash accommodated Karlyle even though he wasn’t in rut. They entwined their bodies without rest. Watching the sun rise, Karlyle ejaculated a gush of clear semen from the tip of his cock. He couldn’t even remember which ejaculation it was.

He was in rut like an animal, shaking his lower body. The difference from before was that this time he received the cock in his rear. The sensation of his lube-soaked inner wall felt familiar.

Even as the heat filling his body gradually subsided, Karlyle didn’t want to stop. He wanted to surrender himself to Ash until Ash stopped. Overwhelming emotions felt like they would burst. He liked Ash so, so much.

Perhaps that was why.

It was when Ash, who had been moving in a position where Karlyle could see his face, as Karlyle had requested, plunged in very deeply. Karlyle, whose one leg was draped over Ash’s shoulder, thrust his hips firmly.

The sensation of a thick penis penetrating deep into his intestines, the feeling of his prostate being roughly rubbed, brought on a strong urge to ejaculate. His sensitive inner wall twitched and gripped the cock tightly. Ash’s eyes contorted. Seeing that expression, Karlyle was overwhelmed by intense emotion.

The cock on his stomach, which had been oozing semen, slowly grew even larger. The tip of the glans swelled and rounded. Ash exhaled a long breath and slowly lowered his gaze. Karlyle, who had been panting with his eyes half-closed, also twitched and raised his upper body.

It was knotting.

When he spent his ruts with Omegas, Karlyle was especially careful not to knot. Not only did he never feel the desire to knot with an Omega, but even when excitement became excessive and such a moment arose, he strictly restrained himself. This was to prevent any unforeseen possibilities, even though he always used condoms.

However, sex with Ash… there was no need for that.

It wasn’t just that. There were too many reasons. But this wasn’t a conscious action. Bewilderment washed over him. Karlyle’s eyes widened, and he moved. His pale hands pushed hard against Ash’s flat abdomen, but Ash didn’t budge.

Ash bent down and reached out another hand, pressing Karlyle’s leg, which was draped over his shoulder, tightly with his arm, while his other hand gripped Karlyle’s cock. The greatly swollen tip was too large to be fully grasped in Ash’s large hand.

“Ash, this is, h-h-h, ugh, ugh…!”

Ash tilted his head slightly and lowered his gaze. His long eyelashes blinked, then their eyes met. Two eyes, looking straight at him, gazed at Karlyle.

“Do you remember when I said I really didn’t know?”

Ash massaged his hard, swollen cock. The pre-cum that had leaked out glistened near his urethral opening. Ash’s thumb gently rubbed and then blocked the slippery glans and urethral opening. The sensation just before ejaculation was cut off, and Karlyle painfully twisted his body.

“Ugh, haa, ugh, let, go, h-h-h, let, go, ah-ugh.”

“It’s still like that.”

Ash’s palm pressed down on his swollen glans. His thumb kept rubbing the tip of his penis, which was more than enough to fill one hand. Karlyle arched his back intensely, tilting his chin up and then shaking his head repeatedly. It was agonizing. He wanted to come.

“Haak, I want to, ah-ugh, uh, uh-huh…!”

“If you do this… I won’t know.”

Ash frowned slightly. His gaze remained fixed on Karlyle. He felt like tears would prick his eyes. But he couldn’t let himself cry. Karlyle reached out his trembling arm and gripped Ash’s wrist. Even though he pulled with all his might, Ash didn’t release him.

“Ash, h-h-h, please, h-h-h, please…”

Finally, his pleas began to emerge. Karlyle writhed, arching his back widely. His legs kicked against the sheets. His buttocks tensed. Ash, who had paused for a moment, then began to thrust only into his prostate. Thwack, a sound of flesh painfully colliding. The pain became stimulating. Sweat poured down his entire body. His neck turned red.

“Ah-ugh, why, aren’t, you, letting, go, haak.”

“And do you remember something else?”

‘What Karlyle said,’ Ash said, pressing his urethral opening even tighter. His vision turned white. His head felt like it would burst. His lower abdomen was painfully hard and knotted. His buttocks repeatedly clenched and released.

“At that time… I was upset.”

Thwack. He was crushed again. His entire body tingled. Saliva flowed from his parted lips. Haak, haak, he couldn’t catch his breath. It felt good and agonizing. No, it felt good. His rear, Ash, the place he was thrusting into so hard, it was too…

“Next time, Karlyle, speak a little more gently.”

Ash said softly, as if being affectionate. Again, the thick, deep cock plunged in. Karlyle cried out as if screaming.

“I did, wrong, haak, uh-huh, ugh, Ash…!”

His hand wasn’t released. His toes painfully spread wide. Ash moved. With pleasure piercing the top of his head, he felt something from behind. His opening trembled and clenched around the cock, then an immense afterglow washed over him. Ecstasy spread through his veins to his entire body.

“…Ha…ak…!”

One of his held legs was released. As Karlyle’s leg fell limply onto the sheet, Ash pulled him into an embrace. Karlyle’s arms, which had been flailing helplessly at the sheets, embraced Ash in return. Something strange was happening. His body was feeling something strange.

Overwhelmed by the sudden fear, he bit Ash’s neck hard. He bit down so hard it felt like tearing flesh. Ash let out a short groan but didn’t pull back. He offered his neck and held Karlyle tightly.

His vision, which had turned white, was now dyed black. His eyelids fluttered, and Karlyle’s body gradually collapsed. As he slumped backward, Ash released the hand gripping his cock. His limp body trembled slightly.

After a short interval, semen slowly flowed from the tip of his glans. A large amount of semen flowed from the opening that had been blocked just before ejaculation during knotting. Clear, white semen pooled and rippled above his navel. The semen thickly covered his firm abdomen, which had been tightly tensed and then relaxed.

The order was wrong.

He had felt something before ejaculating. But ejaculation naturally occurred simultaneously with the expulsion of semen. It didn’t make sense. What, on earth…

His thoughts couldn’t go deeper. His body, which had not eaten properly and had ejaculated all day, was exhausted with the knotting. Sleepiness washed over him to the point where it made his previous sleeplessness seem meaningless.

With a languid feeling, just before consciousness completely faded, he felt a soft touch on his forehead. It seemed some words had escaped his slightly parted lips.

And so, he fell asleep.

Karlyle woke up at the warmest time of day. His eyelids, which had been motionlessly closed, slowly opened. Only the faint sound of the air conditioner quietly echoed in the air. The soft yellow light touching his cool skin gently warmed his body.

Has he ever slept this deeply?

He didn’t need to check the time to know. With a bewildered heart, Karlyle sat up. From his earliest childhood, Karlyle had moved according to his schedule. He naturally followed what he had been taught without being told. That’s why this late awakening felt so unfamiliar.

His physical condition was surprisingly not bad. To be precise, it was similar to last time. He had lost his mind and entangled his body messily. Karlyle flinched and turned his head. He realized the strange sense of incongruity he had felt upon waking.

The side of the bed was empty.

Only Karlyle was in the room. But the place he woke up was not his room. It was a guest room on the same floor as Karlyle’s room. Only Karlyle’s traces remained on the large bed. Even a quick scan of the surroundings revealed no luggage or clothes left by Ash.

Disappointment slowly washed over him like a tide. His fingers quietly gripped and released the sheets. The strange sense of fulfillment he had felt before falling asleep, and Ash’s body heat embracing him, felt like a lie.

Karlyle got out of bed. A chill ran through him from the cold marble sensation rising from the soles of his feet. His insides tingled and ached. Suddenly, he looked down at his body and saw that his upper body, which had been stained with semen, was clean. Karlyle, quietly observing it, slowly walked back to his room.

His room was also tidy, perhaps because Ash had carried him and cleaned up while he was asleep.

Karlyle, who had never asked Mayam, who he had spent more time with than his mother Alice, to clean up such traces, felt a momentary sense of dismay. Who had tidied up? Walking to the bathroom, Karlyle deeply inhaled the lingering scent of Ash’s pheromones in the room.

From the question of whether Ash had wiped him down, to how long he had stayed beside him, whether he had disappeared as soon as Karlyle fell asleep, countless questions swirled. The conclusion at the end of those questions was regret.

‘I wish… he had stayed beside me.’

He knew he was asking for a lot. But Karlyle usually stayed beside Omegas he spent his ruts with until the next morning, and only returned to his routine after they had left the house. Even if he had to leave for work, a farewell was obligatory. Was it too much to ask for even that much?

However, Ash had come after receiving Karlyle’s call. Although he couldn’t remember exactly what he had said, he hadn’t mentioned rut. Nevertheless, Ash, who had stopped by the mansion, had been by his side and had left after cleaning up.

His insides were chaotic. Since meeting Ash, he had never been calm. It was difficult to even guess what kind of relationship Ash considered a “sex partner” to be.

If it was a literal relationship, Ash didn’t need to be so generous to Karlyle. He didn’t need to smile like that. He didn’t need to gently embrace him, fulfill his demands, or accept Karlyle back after he had made hurtful remarks.

However, Ash had clearly stated that he wanted to treat the person he was seeing well. So, all the facets of Ash that he was experiencing must have been shared with everyone he had met in the past.

Karlyle was not special to Ash at all.

His insides tingled. The emptiness and stifling feeling that had tormented him for days surged again. Wiping himself dry, Karlyle put on a bathrobe and sat on the bed for a long time. Then he turned his body and opened the bedside table drawer.

Tidied items were visible. Karlyle frowned, looking at the empty lubricant bottle.

This wasn’t the time for this; he had wasted time on useless thoughts. Karlyle finally came to his senses and changed his clothes. Dressed in a white suit shirt and black trousers, he looked for his phone. Just in case, he checked the notification window first, but there was no message from Ash.

His expression sank. His heart was unruly, even though he knew how childish, futile, and absurd these trivial thoughts occupying his mind were. After splashing water on his face, Karlyle went downstairs. The house was quiet. He therefore thought no one would be there.

“Oh my, you’re awake?”

However, the one who greeted Karlyle was Mayam in the kitchen.

“…May?”

“Yes, it’s young master’s May. Are you hungry? You’ve worked hard.”

Mayam, as always, expressed her sympathy to Karlyle after his rut. Mayam, being a Beta, might not fully grasp the concept of a rut, but it was probably also because Karlyle always became low-spirited during that period.

“Didn’t I tell you that you didn’t have to come until Saturday?”

“I was going to, but I thought you’d be hungry when you woke up, so I just stopped by to leave some food.”

Then Mayam walked to the table where a tray was placed. Her wrinkled hand opened the lid covering the tray. Inside were a quinoa and avocado salad and ratatouille.

As the aroma of the food wafted, he instinctively felt hungry. He didn’t have an appetite, but not eating more now would be foolish.

Karlyle quietly walked to his seat. Mayam brought sparkling water from the refrigerator where only beverages were kept. A glass was placed beside him.

“Have you eaten, May?”

“Of course. I ate. I was quite full after nibbling on this and that while cooking with Mr. Jones.”

Karlyle, who had been about to silently pick up his fork to cut the food, paused at Mayam’s mention of “Mr. Jones.” With a slightly puzzled look, Karlyle asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Huh? Didn’t you know? Young master slept for almost a full day, so he stayed with you and just left a while ago. He seemed to have something to do.”