Black Card Debt: Daddy's Little Thief (Omegaverse bl)-Chapter 58: Do you want to die? (mild 18+)

C/W wound licking, erotic tension.

Seoha’s POV

"Shin Seoha" the alpha says my name like it’s a sin on his tongue and my entire body heats up.

I want to blame it on my omega...I want to lie that I’m afraid of him hurting me, but I’m not...I am afraid of the madness in his eyes, but this desire to stay is more than the fear.

The growl keeps coming from deep in his chest as his wild eyes roam my face.

He looks every bit like a predator assessing his prey as he holds me down, the alpha’s sharp claws dig into my wrists, it hurts but at the same time...it doesn’t.

’He’s okay, thank goddess’ is the only thought in my mind.

The room smells suffocating and heavenly at the same time, my sweet vanilla, his stormy rain, musk and the iron smell of blood all mix in the air.

A bead of sweat from Taesan’s face drops on my face, landing directly on the untreated injury on my cheek, and I gasp.

The salt from his sweat sends tiny pricking pain through my body and he frowns at the way I wince.

Taesan’s growl grows louder as he zeros in on the wound on my cheek.

"Who?" he asks as he touches the spot under the mark he put on my cheek in the underground club, "who did this?" he asks and leans in, filling my nose with the scent of him.

"You- it was an accident" I stutter and he presses his tongue into the wound, making my lips part with surprise.

He squeezes my wrist tighter as he laps up the injury and pulls back just enough to look at my face

"I hurt omega" he says as if he’s talking to himself, he keeps on murmuring the words as he licks my cheek.

The act is primal and savage but my back arches off the bed, and my omega stirs and purrs, the alpha growls against my face and his heated breath fans my face before he groans in pain.

"W-wait, you’re hurt" I say and place my hands on his shoulders to push him away but I accidentally press down on one of the welts there.

"Fuck" he hisses and drops his body on mine.

His body weight on mine is overwhelming but welcoming, my nose is pressed against his scent gland and I feel his body shudder as I breathe out, wanting this more than anything...something is wrong with me.

The alpha’s breathing comes out labored as the musk of arousal in his scent get heavier.

"You should leave" he says and before I can respond, he adds "now" coldly.

"No" I say and he chuckles, I can’t see his face, but I feel the way his body shakes, "no?" he asks and pushes himself to look at me.

His muscles strain as he puts all his body weight on his arms to look down at me, his eyes are still red, his veins are straining at his temple, and his scent is getting even darker.

Is this affecting him the way it’s affecting me? Does he feel the way my omega is clawing for him? Does he see how willing I am to submit for him?

"Are you aware of what you’re doing, little thief?" he asks and I nod, "yes...I want to take care of you, you can kick me out when I’m done" I whisper with my heart lodged in my throat.

He gets off me completely with a grunt and stares down at me, he’s straddling me but not putting his weight on me, just hovering.

"You want to take care of me again?" he asks and a flash of when I ’took care’ of him in the office returns, the way he was brutish to me...and I nod, oddly confident.

Mate.

"I want to" I say with a broken voice, and I see a glimpse of brown in his eyes before they turn red again.

Logic versus instinct.

"Fine, do it like you should" he says and lies on his back, my hands shake as I sit up, and the alpha’s abs tighten as I straddle him.

The alpha’s eyes are half lidded, observing me without trust and with darkness, with his permission now, I dip my head down to nose at his scent gland and he groans.

My omega purrs as I do it again, nosing at the sensitive spot, drawing his scent out and eliciting the same noise from him.

The alpha fists the bedsheet under him but doesn’t touch me as I release my scent for him, willing to give him what I can.

I move closer, getting bolder at the acceptance of my action, I hear the pleased noises coming from his chest.

I return the treatment he gave by lapping at his scent gland, tasting sweat and salt on my tongue, and my omega whines at the richness of his scent, feel and taste.

’Heal alpha’ he says in my head and I move lower.

There are some clean but uncovered cuts on him, and I lick those, accidentally moaning as the metallic taste of raw wound blooms on my tongue.

I can taste antiseptics, a hint of blood and-

"Fuck" Taesan hisses as he grabs my hair and forces me up. Without warning, he locks our lips together for a blood tasting kiss that makes my eyes roll back in my head.

Goddess...save me.

He pants as he breaks the kiss, still holding me roughly by the hair at the back of my head, and he stares deeply into my eyes.

Insane.

This is no longer about healing him...it’s now offering myself.

’Tiger food’

’Dinner’

"I want to tear you up, you have no idea" he snarls, he sounds violent like he would really tear me apart...but I want it...

A small whine makes it past my throat, and he presses our lips together again.

The kiss is hot and searing, it’s exactly like the one he gave me in that room at Mountain Atelier, but at the same time it’s different.

He pushes his tongue into my mouth, and I taste my own blood on him.

The noise that leaves my mouth is swallowed up by him and he flips us over again, putting right where I belong.

Under him.

"Didn’t they tell you I’m insane? Didn’t they tell you to look away?" he asks and I nod.

"Then what are you doing, omega?" he snarls in my face, a drop of drool from his mouth falls into mine and I let it, leaving my mouth open for him.

"You’re bleeding" I whisper stupidly, seeing that one of the bandages on his stomach is starting to turn red.

"Answer my question" he growls, wrapping his hand around my neck and pushes me into the bed, "I want to stay" I gasp, my head is spinning.

"Oh...omega" the alpha whispers as he presses his lower half into me.

He’s hard and I’m slicking...something I have never done with Daeshin unless I’m in heat.

"Do you want to die?" he asks and I shake my head, "I just... wanted to stay...wanted you" I stutter, vision blurring from the little amount of air I can take.

I can see the instability in his eyes, but even in this state, he’s asking my consent, giving me my warning and letting me.

"Fine then, stay, thief" he says and dips down to kiss me again and I melt under him.