Into the Rose Garden Novel - Chapter 19.3 Mad dog hunt and finally mine

The panting moans grew a little louder. Meanwhile, the man mounted on the white body tightly embraced the other’s waist as if to break it and thrust roughly. After hitting the swollen spot several times, the hot inner walls wrapped around the firm penis, tightening it. For a moment, Kloff’s vision went black.

Feeling like he would lose consciousness, he paused for a beat. Then, breathing heavily, he rose. Without breaking the connection, he lifted the other’s waist, which hung like a broken doll. The other, with arms and neck limp, was pulled by the strong force and soon tilted his head forward. Fearing that his arms would break if he left them like that, Kloff, with the hand that had lifted his waist, traced up his smooth back, past his shoulder blades, and embraced his shoulders. Aeroc’s white arms naturally hung over Kloff’s shoulders.

Aeroc, sitting face to face on Kloff’s thighs, kept his head bowed. His sweat-soaked face was revealed between his disheveled blond hair. His cheeks, flushed from the lovemaking, were incredibly lovely. Kloff tilted his head and kissed Aeroc’s slightly parted lips. They were sweet and soft. When he inserted his tongue to taste the elastic inside, Aeroc’s jaw soon parted.

Like a person without will, Aeroc was only led by Kloff. Each time, a burning pain, as if a fireball had been placed in his chest, erupted. After a deep, long kiss, when Kloff opened his eyes, Aeroc was already looking at him. Kloff’s reflection in his clear blue eyes looked no different from the men he had killed.

A wave of self-loathing surged through him. The sweet lips that didn’t know how to refuse, the moist arms draped over his shoulders as if leaning, the inner walls warmly tightening around his penis—all were merely things he had forcibly exploited.

What was the difference between him and those men? His lowly status? Or a petty acquaintance? There was no difference at all in forcibly suppressing the other and satisfying his selfish pleasure. The only difference was that he raped him on a clean bed, calling his name. His mind went blank.

“Aeroc, I…”

It was despair. After this, Aeroc would never look back at him again. Imagining that, Kloff truly wanted to strangle himself. His stomach churned, and a sudden urge to vomit surged up. He didn’t know where it had gone wrong. Swallowing the rising bile, Kloff only stared at his own ugly reflection in Aeroc’s clear blue pupils.

“Kloff.”

The blue mirror was covered by eyelids, then revealed again. At the same time, Aeroc wrapped his arms around Kloff’s broad, firm shoulders. And lowered his head to bury his face in Kloff’s neck.

Don’t stop now.

A small whisper was heard in his ear. It was a ray of light that saved a sinner falling into the abyss.

The lovemaking that resumed was distinctly different from the rough rape just moments before. The mere fact that Aeroc wasn’t rejecting him made Kloff’s boundless jealousy and rage evaporate instantly. Once the gloomy, sticky emotions that had filled his inner self disappeared, the empty void was filled with an infinite affection for the person intertwined with him. He embraced the incredibly lovely person clinging to him and buried his face in his damp chest. Then, Aeroc gently wrapped his arms around Kloff’s head.

His lips naturally touched the soft skin. He traced the sweat flowing over the supple, smooth skin, which wasn’t merely soft like a typical omega’s.

“Ungh…”

Hearing a nasal sound, Kloff, with closed eyes, kissed along Aeroc’s sternum several times, then turned his head sideways. And then he inhaled the scent along the faintly defined chest and sucked on the flesh, eventually reaching the stiffly erect nipple. He carefully brought his lips to it, feeling as if he would bite it off if he swallowed it immediately. That alone made Aeroc gasp and pant.

Feeling the elastic sensation with his lips, he rubbed it a little, then finally couldn’t resist the temptation and opened his mouth to take it in. He gently scraped it with the tip of his teeth to avoid injury, then pressed and rubbed it with his tongue.

“Ah… K-Kloff.”

Perhaps more sensitive than other places, Aeroc straightened his back. With that, his body rose, and the connection became a little shallower, but instead, the hand wrapped around Kloff’s head tightened.

When Kloff rubbed the other nipple with his thumb, a shrill moan burst forth. Now, he completely enveloped the increasingly reddening nipple with his mouth and sucked a little harder, making Aeroc unable to bear it, throwing his head back and trembling. Kloff gently laid him back on the bed, and when he licked the other side with his tongue, Aeroc tightly closed his eyes, not knowing what to do.

Stiff fingers scratched lightly at the broad shoulders, equally sweaty and glistening, then moved down to clench the bedsheet. By the time his knuckles turned white, clear fluid began to drip from the tip of Aeroc’s penis again. He seemed close to climax. But Kloff couldn’t let him reach it alone.

Kloff grabbed the legs spread before him and wrapped them around his waist. And as he pressed closer, the shallow connection deepened again. Aeroc threw his head back and called Kloff in a faint voice.

“Hold me.”

Kloff took Aeroc’s wandering arms and wrapped them around his own shoulders again. At the same time, the legs wrapped around his waist tightened. The tight embrace felt like an invitation to a deeper inner self. When he reached a depth where there was nothing more to push in or receive, Aeroc sighed and opened his eyes faintly. Kloff, lost in the blue eyes disheveled from lovemaking, covered Aeroc’s murmuring lips with his own.

Even with their lower bodies intimately pressed together, Aeroc seemed shy about the kiss, turning his head slightly and not easily giving up his lips, which made Kloff anxious. Kloff, who had been endlessly chasing him, relaxed his body. When he made their chests and bellies press together without a gap, Aeroc, pressed by the weight, let out a long sigh before finally accepting Kloff’s kiss. Kloff kissed him as if to devour every breath Aeroc exhaled, every bit of his scent, and then began to move his body again.

Aeroc’s brows, with eyes closed, were deeply furrowed, but it was not from pain, but from pure pleasure and a regrettable satisfaction. As the legs wrapped around Kloff’s waist tightened and loosened with each movement, Aeroc’s penis, pressed and rubbed by the firm lower abdominal muscles of both men, finally began to release a little white fluid. At the moment of climax, Aeroc screamed, but Kloff swallowed it, so it couldn’t escape.

Aeroc, who climaxed first, reflexively stiffened his body and tightened his inner walls, and a short while later, Kloff also reached his climax. Perhaps because his period of abstinence had been long, the amount he released was not small, and before his dizzying vision returned, he felt a sensation swelling from the root.

“Damn it.”

“Ungh. Kloff, you’re heavy.”

Aeroc, utterly exhausted from the long lovemaking, blinked languidly, like an omega who had been loved. Seeing him complain about the weight, with his lips slightly parted like a simpleton and his flushed cheeks slightly scrunched, Kloff’s penis, far from shrinking, began to swell even more.

Aeroc seemed to feel the pressure belatedly, as he lifted a heavy hand to rub his eyes and called Kloff in a rough voice, “Kloff?” But there was little Kloff could do now. Before he swelled completely and became unable to move, he got up, moved one of Aeroc’s legs to the side, brought both legs together neatly, and then lay down behind him. As he put his arm around Aeroc’s waist and pressed close, Aeroc fumbled a little and said,

“A-aren’t you going to pull out?”

“Can’t. Not now.”

Aeroc, not understanding, tried to turn his head back, then seemed to finally feel the distinct swelling and gasped in surprise, flustered. The skin behind his ears, visible to Kloff, turned fiery red.

“How…”

“I don’t know either. Probably reacted to the omega scent you brought with you.”

He was fully satisfied, and since he had no intention of letting go while holding him like this, his anxiety had also subsided, so he truly didn’t mean to be sarcastic. He himself didn’t understand it, and only spoke his thoughts, but Aeroc said nothing more, just holding his breath. Fearing that Aeroc might escape if he fell asleep first, Kloff forced himself to stay awake, enduring the languor, when a small, thorny voice was heard.

“It hurts.”

Kloff chuckled and pressed his lips to the back of Aeroc’s neck, which smelled of an unpleasant sweat mixed with a sweet and bitter scent.

That night, he slept peacefully without any nightmares.

When Kloff, who had fallen asleep as if collapsing, vaguely regained consciousness late in the morning, the first thing that came to mind was satisfaction. His tired body, which had been full of discontent recently, was languidly relaxed, and he couldn’t even put strength into his fingertips. The cold bed was warm, and it was so comfortable that he could sleep forever if told to.

Kloff took a long breath in and out, then opened his eyes slightly. Even with the curtains closed, they weren’t enough to block out the seeping light. He looked around the room, surrounded by cozy shadows. A golden shimmer wavered below his line of sight. Is the sun rising from under my bed? Thinking idly, he lowered his head and saw the person he had spent the night with. Kloff smiled blankly.

Aeroc.

He hugged the deeply sleeping body, calling his name silently several times so as not to wake him. He had clearly fallen asleep intertwined, but perhaps they had come undone in his sleep, as Aeroc was facing him, nestled in his arms. He was sleeping motionless, but Kloff didn’t think of him as a doll or a statue at all. When he touched the golden eyelashes on his peacefully closed eyelids with his thumb, Aeroc winced slightly as if tickled, but still didn’t wake. Kloff himself was too tired to even get up, and Aeroc must be even more so.

But he couldn’t just ignore such a vulnerable sight. He gently lifted Aeroc’s chin, and Aeroc obediently raised his head. After a somewhat long stolen kiss on his sweet lips, and then kissing his eyes, the tip of his nose, his forehead, and every place his lips could reach, Kloff finally fell back asleep contentedly.

He slept so soundly that when he woke up again to the feeling of someone squirming in his arms, it was late afternoon. Judging by the color and angle of the sunlight filtering through the curtains, he wondered if it was teatime. Kloff blankly ran a hand over his forehead. And slowly tilted his head to look at the person trying to escape from his embrace.

He seemed to have decided to disappear quietly without waking Kloff. It was a futile effort, but Kloff frowned slightly and found his struggling adorable, so he ended up laughing. At that, Aeroc snapped his head up and glared at Kloff. Even that now evoked the opposite of annoyance.

“Let go.”

Naked, covered in Kloff’s scent, and still held by him, Aeroc’s husky command was not frightening at all. Instead, Kloff pulled him closer and trapped him underneath. Then, kneeling over him, he supported his upper body with one arm and with the other hand, stroked his still pale pink cheek with the back of his hand.

“Aeroc.”

When Kloff called out softly in an equally hoarse voice, Aeroc startled as if struck by lightning and quickly averted his gaze. He seemed too surprised, so Kloff stroked his trembling shoulder. He kissed his shoulder, his collarbone, his neck, and then past his chin, and just as he was about to press his lips together, Aeroc whispered faintly in a dying voice.

“If you want to do it again, you can. You don’t have to force yourself to be so gentle.”

With that, he visibly took a deep breath and then relaxed his body. He even spread his legs to allow Kloff to position himself. Kloff was intensely agitated by the blatant invitation for a moment, then felt himself painfully swollen. When he lowered his hips, his hard, hot penis touched Aeroc’s beautifully colored genitalia without insertion, and when it reached the hidden entrance below, Aeroc’s breathing became a little rougher, but he still only spread his legs a little more.

“Why are you acting so worn out?”

“Because I am.”

Kloff felt a little angry at the blunt reply. Seeing that Aeroc hadn’t forgotten what he’d heard and was being sarcastic, it seemed that yesterday’s lovemaking was only special to Kloff. He had acted like a lover after just one night, and Aeroc simply didn’t like it. His solar plexus stung again.