[BL] The Omega Boss Mafia is Secretly a Pervert?!-Chapter 109: [-R18] His Fierce Omega

Mikhail pushed Lucien against the tree and flipped his body with quick, controlled force until the omega faced him.

He pinned both of the omega’s wrists above his head with one hand, locking him in place, making struggling pointless.

Lucien felt the shift inside himself immediately. His whole body reacted like it recognized the dominant alpha holding him, as if something in him had already surrendered.

It felt humiliating. He had been fucked too many times recently, his body conditioned into the natural omega he was supposed to be, and now that instinct betrayed him in front of the last man he wanted to respond to.

He blinked fast and tried to regain control, tried to fight the heat climbing through his veins, but his hormones ignored him the moment Mikhail touched him.

The Devil lowered his mouth to Lucien’s chest. His lips closed around a nipple, grazing it with slow teeth, then sucking with enough pressure to make his irises dilate.

The omega arched off the tree without meaning to. The moan slipped out of him like a traitor.

"Ahhh... hnn..."

He bit down hard on his lip to swallow the rest, but the desire still trembled in his voice.

Mikhail’s free hand twisted the other nipple until it turned warm, pink, and swollen. Lucien’s vision blurred as the sensations crashed together, and he nearly lost his breath when the alpha pressed a knee between his legs.

The rough pressure against his hardening cock made his whole body jolt helplessly.

"Hhhh."

His bitten lip split under the force he used to silence himself, blood beading on the surface.

Mikhail growled with irritation and leaned in close. His breath was hot on Lucien’s ear.

"Why not give in to me the way you did with the alphas on this island. It does not make any difference."

Lucien lifted his gaze and glared at him through the heat. "Why not give up touching me and fuck off?"

Mikhail’s laugh filled the forest. It was sharp and cruel, but underneath it lingered something raw.

Being rejected by his own mate tore at him, but he swallowed it. He had walked through hell to reach this moment, to earn even a second of touching his Star.

Lucien’s pride was the only battlefield left. Persistence was all he needed.

He grabbed his Star’s jaw and forced him to meet his eyes before licking the blood from his lip.

Lucien flinched, but the alpha did not stop. He kissed him, sucked his lower lip, then bit it gently until it reddened.

His omega moaned again, a low conflicted sound filled with pleasure and resistance tangled together.

Even his saliva tasted addictive. Mikhail fought the urge to mark him right there, to claim him so deeply the whole forest would smell it. His cock strained painfully against his trousers at the thought.

When he finally pulled back, a thin line of saliva stretched between their lips. His Star’s face was flushed, sweat shining along his temple, his eyes hazy and unfocused.

Mikhail leaned in, licking the corner of his mouth with slow hunger.

"You are so hot, my Star. Do you even realize how seductive you look right now? You really want to pretend you don’t want this."

Lucien’s eyes lowered. He swallowed hard and whispered, barely audible, "Just do what you want. I don’t care anymore."

He looked away, but the words were clear. He was given permission.

And Mikhail’s eyes darkened with triumph.

Diablo lowered his mouth to his omega’s neck and inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with that sharp pomegranate scent.

It shot straight to his spine like an aphrodisiac, boiling his blood and tightening every muscle he had.

Lucien trembled under him, his breath uneven, hips squirming because his own body was betraying him with need.

"Hahh... fuck." Mikhail cursed under his breath.

His teeth dragged along his Star’s skin as he bit, kissed, and sucked until pale flesh bloomed red. The sight made something feral snap loose in him. His hunger was past control now.

He growled as he unzipped his trousers. His cock sprang free from the suffocating tightness, thick and hard, while the fabric still hung off his hips.

He didn’t bother stripping yet. He wanted his omega naked first, wanted him vulnerable and beautiful and ready to take.

"Reznik... I don’t want to do it in a place like this."

"Why not?" Mikhail’s hand wrapped around Lucien’s cock, stroking him slowly, cruelly, teasing. "Isn’t it hot to do it out here?"

"Hnn... aahhh... it’s dirty..."

The Devil laughed close to his ear. "Sex is dirty."

His cheek brushed his Star’s damp golden hair as he whispered, every word deep and slow.

"Our bodies stuck together, dripping with saliva and cum, sticky and hot. Moaning. Grinding. Screaming. Dirty, isn’t it?"

His omega shivered. His eyelashes fluttered. His nipples tightened just from hearing it.

Mikhail licked his golden lashes, earning a disgusted grimace that only made him grin. Lucien was adorable when he tried to act ferocious.

He released the omega’s wrists and grabbed his waist with both hands. One swift lift, and the Star’s legs wrapped around his back automatically.

His hands clutched Mikhail’s shoulders for balance, and the moment their bodies pressed, their cocks brushed.

They both gasped.

Mikhail reached down, took Lucien’s hand, and dragged it to their cocks.

"If you don’t want me to fuck you here," he said, voice thick with heat, "then move your hand. Make us feel good."

Lucien glared, annoyed and aroused, lips pouted and swollen. The sight made Mikhail snap. He kissed him hard, devouring him, teeth and tongue hungry as his hips rolled against the omega like he was thrusting inside him already.

Their cocks pressed tight and slick between their stomachs. His Star finally wrapped his hand around both of them and stroked, his movements shaky at first but quickly turning desperate. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Their kiss melted, sloppy and breathless, full of moans swallowed between their lips.

"Hnnn... hh... nghh..."

Mikhail’s hips moved faster, harder, grinding them together with savage impatience. He broke the kiss to look at Lucien’s face.

His Star was flushed and messy, hair sticking to his skin, lips shining with spit, eyes drowning in lust.

"You are so beautiful," Mikhail said, panting. "You are mine. From the beginning until now. Only mine."

He kissed down Lucien’s neck, thrusting harder, the tree shaking behind them as leaves fell like rain over their bodies.

"Ahnn... hngg... hahh... I... I’m coming...!"

His omega’s voice cracked with the climax as his body arched. Mikhail came a heartbeat later with a raw growl, spilling against Lucien’s chest and stomach.

Their release stained their shirts, warm and thick, their breaths mixing as the tremors slowly faded.

His Star was a gorgeous wreck. His hair clung to his face, his lashes wet and long, his cheeks flushed, his lips swollen. It almost hurt to look at him.

Mikhail kissed his eyelids softly. "You are so beautiful. My beautiful Star."

Lucien suddenly chuckled.

Mikhail blinked, confused until he felt something cold and sharp press against his stomach. Metal.

Lucien aimed a gun at him with one hand, completely unsteady but absolutely smug.

"Oh yeah?" Lucien said. "Who’s laughing now?"

Diablo stared at the weapon, surprised, then a slow grin curled over his mouth.

"That’s my omega," he said. "Fierce as ever."