Jiang Yao heard the words and looked at him blankly.
Yin Che raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you dare? Didn't you bite hard last time?"
Last time at the factory, he finally passed out, half of the pain.
Alpha's teeth were probably not fangs. The piercing was so deep that he doubted whether his glands had been bitten through.
"It's not that I don't dare, it's... I'm so surprised." Jiang Yao swallowed, obviously unable to hold back, but said, "But I'm afraid you will hurt."
"Can't you just take it easy?"
"It can't be light, you have to break the skin and see blood to mark it successfully."
Yin Che thought about it too, so he gave up the request: "Then do whatever you want."
A look of death.
Jiang Yao was silent for a moment, raised his hand to stroke his face, then slipped his hand down and touched the gland along his neck.
Yin Che widened his neckline again, exposing the entire collarbone.
"...You are deliberately seducing."
"I'm just making it easy for you to bite."
"Why do you want me to mark?" Jiang Yao's eyes were dark and his ears were reddish, "The last time you bitten you didn't have pheromone, it's not really a mark, but if you bite now, it's really a gland mark, don't The alpha doesn't affect you for the time being... You are also half of me, you know?"
Yin Che turned his head: "What are you talking about, isn't it all yours sooner or later?"
Jiang Yao took a deep breath, pinched his chin, and pulled it over.
There were cheers and shouts from the playground. It seemed that another group of contestants was about to compete. The reader enthusiastically shouted out encouragement to the contestants, full of youthful hustle and bustle and youthful passion.
"Bang!", a gunshot sounded, the heartbeat accelerated, and the blood surged.
The air keeps heating up.
Yin Che pushed the person in front of him, retracted his numb tongue, and pressed it to the door behind him panting.
Jiang Yao chased after him, lowered his head and pecked at his red lips, put his hand into his T-shirt, put it on the elastic band of his sweatpants, and asked in a low voice, "Is it alright?"
Yin Che raised his eyes and met Jiang Yao's bright eyes, the heat inside could make a hole in his heart.
He watched silently for a while, his cheeks burning hot as he breathed out.
The beast in it grunted, as if to say:
Give in, you can't escape.
There is no escape.
If so, why run away
He hooked his arm, stepped on his feet slightly, and kissed those deep eyes.
Jiang Yao seems to be taller and more mature.
Or maybe he has too little experience.
It was completely a piece of white paper, or paper made of cotton. In Jiang Yao's sweaty palms, it gradually became heavy and wet, allowing the opponent to handle it.
"Are you comfortable?" Jiang Yao's lips were pressed against his glands, and his voice was hoarse.
He wanted to say that he was uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, dizzy to death, his throat was dry to death, his heartbeat was too fast, but he couldn't do anything, wrapped in layers of alpha pheromones, like trapped in a cocoon, gradually unable to breathe, Unable to find a way to escape, he could only turn to the only straw in front of him: "Hurry up..."
The hot breath on the side of the neck was suddenly heavy, and he could feel Jiang Yao licking his glands, and the sharp teeth were already aligned. But he didn't care, he clenched Jiang Yao's school uniform, and bit the other's shoulder first.
Before being overwhelmed by the breath of alpha, he finally emerged from the cocoon in the midst of the incomparably excited trembling, and the sudden light illuminated his mind into a blank space.
At the same time, there was a sharp pain in the neck.
It was only for a moment, and it was quickly covered up by the surging pheromone.
Yin Che tried to maintain his composure, but he was still dizzy. Only the beast in his body became more and more awake. He seemed to smell the appetizers of the feast and whimpered excitedly.
"Enough..." He shouted to stop, but Jiang Yao didn't listen to him like he used to, hold him down, pierce deeper, and continue to inject rich pheromones into his body.
As if not marking, but subduing the long-coveted prey.
He could clearly feel that he was being conquered by the alpha in front of him, and gradually became the food in the other's mouth, but he couldn't resist, and he even fell into it and immersed himself in it.
A little bit of consciousness pulled away, and before he was about to faint, Jiang Yao finally let go.
"Does it hurt?"
"It's okay..." Yin Che was covered in sweat, his face was flushed, his eyes were wet, and he hooked his neck, "Yours is really strong..."
Jiang Yao chuckled: "Yours is also very strong."
When Yin Che realized the meaning of this sentence, Jiang Yao had already held it in his hands again.
He had just been marked, and there was no way to reject the source of the pheromone in his body. He swallowed as much as he passed in his mouth, and he was willing to be messed up, grabbing the clothes behind Jiang Yao in a mess.
He vaguely felt that he shouldn't be so obedient, but Jiang Yao complimented him in his ear "so good", and he couldn't say anything.
Is it the omega's natural obedience to the alpha? Maybe not.
It's just that he has never been able to resist this alpha.