Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 469: Taste Of Sin

Hot.

It was hot everywhere.

The soft body leaning against him was hot, the exhale fanning across his neck was hot, and even the air he breathed in was scorching hot. The oppressive heat within him continued to rise, melting his brain into a sticky paste, transforming him into a beast driven solely by instinct. He could not think— not anymore. The center of his vision was fixated upon the fragile and flushed patch of skin behind his mate’s neck.

Mate, his heart stirred with that word alone. Every fiber in his body buzzed in excitement and anticipation as he lowered his head. "Xiao Ze... Mu Yuze..." he uttered the boy’s name again and again, his voice wavered between a plea and a growl, as though he could not decide whether he wanted to worship or ruin the person in his arms. Even then, he still leaned closer, his lips parting in quick puffs of breath.

Mu Yuze didn’t seem to be aware of the danger looming above him. He still clung onto He Juan, full of trust and dependence, and his large moist eyes were staring at He Juan as if he could see no one else. And oh, the feeling of being the only person Mu Yuze could ever see was so heady and addicting that his mind spun even more intensely.

No matter what He Juan did to him right now, he probably would not refuse, would he?

Of course not, a voice within him answered, driving him further to the brink of insanity. He brought Mu Yuze closer to him, his hand cupping the back of Mu Yuze’s head to expose his neck. His fingers caressed the edge of the gland patch with an almost manic obsession.

Sensing the touch on his sensitive gland, Mu Yuze let out a gasp and his entire body quivered, his grip on He Juan’s shirt tightening. "Gege—" the tail end of his voice rose as he squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for what was coming next.

Time seemed to freeze in that moment, broken only by a muffled groan and the sounds of their heavy breathing.

Mu Yuze snapped his eyes open when the scent of blood filled the air and it was close, so intense that he could feel it mingling with his own pheromones— like the taste of sin. A surge of panic washed over him as he mustered every drop of strength in his body to shove He Juan away. "N–No...!" Tumbling off He Juan’s arms, he propped himself up by the elbow and the rims of his eyes reddened when he spotted the fresh and deep bite mark on He Juan’s hand.

In the end, he could not bring himself to bite Mu Yuze.

"Fuck..." He Juan spat out the blood in his mouth. He had not held back his strength at all when he bit down, and in a blink of an eye, blood gushed out of the wound to drip down his skin. However, the searing pain was more than enough for him to sober himself up, albeit he knew that he would not be able to last long.

Screw his instinct! This was the flower he had cherished for years, he would be damned if he did something he would regret later on!

Staggering to his feet, he walked over to Mu Yuze and grabbed the boy’s arm. "Get up."

Mu Yuze’s eyes were still fixed on the crimson liquid trailing down He Juan’s fingers, feeling so distressed as if he was the injured one. "But..."

"Get. Up."

Mu Yuze’s breath hitched and he snapped his gaze to He Juan, shocked. He... He had never seen He Juan like this before. His usually neat and silky hair was disheveled. His pale complexion was a stark contrast to the bright color of his lips where the blood lingered. And those eyes, they were simultaneously the most dangerous and captivating eyes Mu Yuze had ever seen. The sheer intensity of those silver orbs were enough to make his knees go weak, and his consciousness began to blur once more. "G–Gege..."

Gritting his teeth, He Juan forcibly hauled Mu Yuze up, his arm wrapped around the boy’s waist as he tossed Mu Yuze over his shoulder. He moved as if he had wind beneath his feet. In a flash, he barged into Mu Yuze’s room, dumped Mu Yuze onto the bed and wrapped the blanket tightly around him like a burrito. Now, Mu Yuze could no longer move around as he pleased.

A pair of wet and pitiful eyes peered up at He Juan. "Gege..."

But He Juan hardened his heart and turned away. "I will call someone to prepare the supplies for you."

With that, he left the room, closed the door behind him and practically flew to the study. He did not even turn on the light as he searched through the medical kit for a rut suppressor, then injected it into his arm with trembling hands.

He only let out a sigh of relief when the heat within him subsided. After that, he went back to his room and dug out his phone from his bloody jacket, making a call. "Hello?"

***

After ten excruciating minutes, a car pulled up sharply in front of the house, and Chen Youzhi emerged in a haste with a middle aged male Beta who was a medical worker in tow. Chen Youzhi was taken aback when he found He Juan outside the gate, his shirt stained with blood, and his face as pale as a sheet. "Boss!"

However, He Juan’s gaze went past him to land sharply on the unfamiliar male, and a low growl formed on his throat. His entire body grew as taut as an arrow ready to be released from the bowstrings.

A flash of surprise appeared in the man’s eyes, only to be replaced with understanding. He did not appear to be frightened by He Juan’s aggressive reaction. He stepped forward and uttered his greeting, his demeanor was neither servile nor overbearing, just the appropriate politeness. "Hello, my surname is Ma. I’ve heard about your situation on the phone. You have an Omega in heat at home, and it’s his first time? It’s very commendable of you to keep your calm until now. May I ask if you have injected him with a heat suppressor?"

He Juan forced himself to calm down and replied to the man’s question, pinching his brows. "No, I haven’t. I heard... it’s not good for an omega in their first heat to receive a suppressor."

"You’re right," a flash of appreciation appeared in the man’s eyes, especially when he spotted the obvious bite mark on He Juan’s hand. "Now, may I go inside and check on him? I only need five minutes, no more and no less."

He Juan nodded after a second of deliberation and he stepped aside to allow the man entry, no matter how his Alpha clamored at him not to let anyone inside and see his mate in such a vulnerable state. Shut up! He Juan gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his instincts that threatened to overwhelm him. The effort left him pale, cold sweat trickling down his cheeks.

As the person who had followed He Juan the longest, Chen Youzhi could naturally tell that He Juan was entering his rut, despite it being a few months earlier than the usual schedule. Worriedly, he suggested, "Boss, are you okay? Should I go out and find an omega for you?"

He Juan used to have contracted omegas to help him go through his rut, though he had not called upon them in the past few years. Seeing how He Juan was suffering a lot, Chen Youzhi thought that it might be best to have one ready, but much to his surprise, He Juan snapped at him harshly,

"No!" he glared at Chen Youzhi, his eyes glimmering in faint murderous intent. "No Omegas. There will be no other..."

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