Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 698: Ruin Me [M]
Mu Yuze’s breath caught in his throat. His heart seemed to have transformed into a small frenzied animal, trying to break free from the narrow space between his ribs. "Y–You have... entered your rut?"
He Juan shook his head. "Not yet, but I— I am..." he squeezed his eyes shut and drew in a shuddering breath. His fists clenched and unclenched on Mu Yuze’s sides, causing his biceps to flex seductively.
This was the first time Mu Yuze had ever seen such obvious signs of struggle in He Juan. He fought so hard to restrain his instinct that his brows scrunched up in pain and sweat rolled down his cheeks, leaving a glistening trail behind.
Mu Yuze’s heart ached for the torment the Alpha was going through, and he unconsciously let out a sound of distress from his throat. Reaching out, he hugged He Juan closer to him, while his other hand skittered across He Juan’s abdomen to grasp his fully erect cock. It was so thick and hard that his fingers couldn’t manage to wrap around its girth, and he could only stroke it clumsily, spreading the pre-cum all over the Alpha’s length.
Groaning in the mixture of bliss and agony, He Juan once again captured the omega’s lips in a fervent and rough kiss, his tongue plundering the warm cavern as though wishing to extract all the sweetness he could find there. Mu Yuze’s lashes fluttered wildly as he tilted his head, allowing He Juan to kiss him easier.
But this time, it was not only his lips he was about to offer.
Blushing crimson, he spread his legs wider and stammered into He Juan’s mouth, his heavy breath exuding a sweet and irresistible temptation, "I–Inside... I want Gege inside..."
He Juan’s eyes darkened in lust, and an almost savage, animalistic growl rumbled from his throat. He pulled Mu Yuze closer by the hips, until Mu Yuze could feel a blunt head pressing against his entrance, and oh God... it was happening. It was really happening!
He Juan grasped the base of his cock and rubbed the head around Mu Yuze’s entrance in teasing strokes, smearing the wetness around and prompting new, heavy releases of slick from the sensitive flower. Mu Yuze bit back a moan, a layer of moisture forming over his black-blue eyes. They did not even need any extra lubricant because he was wet enough to facilitate the intrusion – and maybe more.
"Tell me if it hurts," He Juan said, his voice almost in a hiss.
Mu Yuze dug his fingers into the flesh of He Juan’s shoulders, whimpering, "Gege—" the word ’hurry’ had not even been uttered yet when He Juan pushed his way in, and what escaped his mouth morphed into a choked cry.
His round eyes turned unfocused, mouth forming into a solid ’o’ shape, as he felt He Juan sinking deeper and deeper into him. No amount of mental preparation could ever brace him for the overwhelming sensation of He Juan’s throbbing cock that forced its way into the tight passage, seemingly as if it was intending to rearrange his insides. It was so intense that he struggled to even breathe.
He Juan, on the other hand, was similarly gasping for breath, his broad frame trembling as he embraced the omega tightly in his arms.
Rivulets of sweat cascaded down his form, rendering the earlier shower useless. He bit down on the inside of his cheek so hard that it drew blood. The sensation of Mu Yuze’s tight walls squeezing and clenching around him was akin to suction cups massaging his most sensitive spots, and oh God, it was otherworldly – it was an indescribable feeling he could never put into words. Every single nerve in his body seemed to have converged into the place they were attached to each other, and he was so overwhelmed by emotions that he could not even utter a word of reassurance to the omega.
Unbidden, old memories flooded He Juan’s mind.
He recalled their first encounter— the little boy was so tiny that he barely reached He Juan’s waist. It took some time and effort, but the wary and malnourished boy eventually opened up and relied on him, bringing an unparalleled surge of joy and delight to He Juan. He recalled their separation seven years ago, where he determinedly walked out of the grieving boy’s life. At that time, he was so certain that he had killed the future between them.
Yet here he was, holding him, kissing him, possessing him...
Warm tears spilled from He Juan’s eyes, wetting his cheeks. He roughly wiped them away and caressed Mu Yuze’s trembling back, kissing his temple and soothing him with pheromones. His voice was thick with a nasal tone,
"How are you feeling?" Withdrawing a little, he tenderly cupped the omega’s face and took in the sight of his scrunched up brows, the tear streaks on his cheeks, and his bruised lips from where he had bitten down too hard. The muscles in his entire body were strung taut, his frame trembling ever so slightly. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
He Juan’s brows furrowed in concern, "Are you okay? Should I pull out?" He had only put half of his length in, but Mu Yuze was already this overwhelmed. Was it because he had not prepared the omega well enough?
Mu Yuze shook his head with much difficulty and forced a reassuring smile that did not look convincing on his pale lips. "I–I’m okay... just..." he gasped for breath, unable to speak. And He Juan had to suck in cold air when the omega tightened impossibly hard around him.
He Juan hissed under his breath, "You’re so tight... relax a little, sweetheart."
Just then, a faint scent of blood wafted to his nose, and he froze. Looking down, he was aghast to find a trail of blood oozing out of their connection. Mu Yuze... he was bleeding!
"How can you say you’re fine?!" For the first time in his life, He Juan cursed his massive size that had caused his omega pain. He attempted to withdraw, but Mu Yuze cried out in protest, clinging onto him for dear life,
"N–No, don’t—!"
"Mu Yuze, you’re in pain! I..." the rims of He Juan’s eyes reddened – the scent of blood was agitating his Alpha, amplifying his own anxiety. He forced out through gritted teeth, "How can I continue when my mate is hurting because of me?!"
"Juan-gege, He Juan... listen to me!" Mu Yuze seized his face, forcing him to meet his eyes before he could descend into another episode of hysteria. Mu Yuze’s features softened when he caught sight of the agitated and anxious Alpha. He leaned in, latching his mouth on He Juan’s jaws, murmuring. "I’m okay... I’m slowly getting used to your size, so don’t stop. I... I have been waiting for this for so long, so how can we stop now?"
He Juan was still concerned. "But—" he began, but Mu Yuze kissed him on the lips, sealing all the words back into his throat.
Their heated breaths and moist tongues tangled intimately in a dance as familias as an old song, and their tense nerves began to loosen. He Juan let out another groan when Mu Yuze contracted around him, massaging his length.
Mu Yuze was also similarly aroused. This was the Alpha of his dreams, after all. Just the mere thought of He Juan thrusting into him and making a mess out of him was enough to send a delicious shudder licking down his spine. He would be damned if they were to stop now – over his dead body!
Running his fingers through the Alpha’s damp locks, Mu Yuze whispered, "I think... I’m ready now."
An exquisite shiver ran down his body when he sensed He Juan’s pheromones spiking around them. Licking into He Juan’s mouth, he added in a sultry tone, knowing that it would drive the Alpha crazy,
"If it’s you, you can do everything to me. Wreck me apart. Toss me around however you please. Ruin me..." he batted his delicate lashes at He Juan, his hoarse voice enticing and bewitching. "I want you to ruin me, Gege."
