Chapter 1

The Lemon-Scented Alpha

“C-Calm down, ah!” I tried to push against his chest, attempting to stop him from moving so forcefully. But it was clear he was struggling to hold back—his face was covered in sweat, and he looked utterly overwhelmed.

“Ah…” he let out a low growl from his throat, brushing my hands away from his chest and pinning them down against the bed. He pressed firmly against my back to keep me from moving, and I finally believe that their boss was intense. My wrists were starting to ache!

“I told you to calm down—it hurts.” I muttered quietly, unable to raise my voice because of how he had me pressed into the mattress. He lifted my hips slightly, continuing to move with no hesitation. If I were really a Beta, that part of mine would definitely tear by now. Even with some natural assistance, it was still painful.

“Be quiet,” he released my wrists to cover my mouth with his hand. Was he seriously annoyed?

“Mmm. Mm! Mmm!!!” I kept trying to annoy him anyway. He suddenly stopped everything he was doing, pulling himself out of me—it stung so much. Then he flipped me onto my back in one swift motion. Sliding his arms under my legs, he lifted them high.

“Ouch! Hey, that hurts!” He bent me nearly in half, my feet almost touching my head. I wasn’t flexible—doing this felt like my bones were about to snap.

Squelch!

“Ah!” I flinched at the warm sensation against me. Glancing down, I saw him using his tongue to tease that sensitive spot, making me feel both embarrassed and utterly needy. The more he stimulated that area, the more I craved for him to be inside me.

“Ah… T-That’s enough. Just get on with it,” I pressed my palm against his head to push him away. His long hair fell over his face, and he glanced up at me briefly before setting my legs down and sitting back. He looked at me calmly, but it drove me crazy. How could he leave me like this, feeling so desperate?

“Are you quiet now?” What kind of crazy person is so patient? Normally, an alpha who’s rutting him wouldn’t care about these things, right?

“Yes, just do it already,” He smirked slightly before leaning down to trail kisses along my chest, nibbling until it felt sore. I twisted beneath him, overwhelmed, until he moved closer and kissed me deeply.

“Mm, mm…” I wrapped my arms around his neck, tilting my head slightly to reciprocate. Our tongues tangled as his hands explored my body, kneading my sides and hips. Finally, he positioned himself again, aligning carefully.

“Ugh! Ah,” I flinched a little before turning my face away from his kiss to moan softly. He thrusted all the way in at once, so whoever didn’t get it would know. But it was a little better than before because the liquid from my channel seemed to increase according to my needs, so it didn’t hurt as much as before.

"Ah… tss," he hissed softly, leaning down to nip at my shoulder and cheek. Then, he bent down to kiss me again, both sucking my lips and biting my tongue. Is he leaving marks all over me?

“D-Don’t bite.” I used my hand to push his chin away, trying to stop him from leaning in again. But he caught my wrist instead, and, to my dismay, he bit down lightly on my hand.

“Ow! I said, don’t bite. Ugh…” I gritted my teeth as he pushed into me again, lifting one of my legs higher. The words “don’t bite” didn’t seem to be heard at all. At this point, he was biting at my thigh.

I raised a hand to cover my face, squinting at him as he continued his focus on my thigh. He didn’t stop until he trailed his tongue lightly over the marks he left behind. Then, without warning, he turned me over so I was lying face down.

"Let me put in a little more force now. You’re a Beta anyway, so you won’t mind, right?" His voice was husky as he leaned over me from behind. I rested my head lightly on the pillow, grabbing his large hand that was firmly gripping my chest.

"If I say no, will you go easy on me?" He paused, as if thinking about it, before leaning in to nibble lightly on my ear and pressing a kiss against my cheek.

"...No. I was just asking to be polite."

“Damn…” I raised a hand to cover the back of my neck when I felt his tongue trailing there. Thankfully, he didn’t bite, only licking and inhaling deeply as though catching my pheromones.

“Hmm.” This guy, even though he was clearly overwhelmed by his emotions, he still seemed to be in control of himself— or was it just the beginning?

"Lift your hips a little. Ah…" he pressed a hand lightly on the back of my neck like before and stretched up before using his other hand to grab my waist tightly and thrust into me hard. I could only lie there, clenching my fists with endurance. It really hurt like crazy.

“Tss! So tight. Ah…” My own focus was beginning to waver. Right now, that place didn’t hurt anymore. It felt like it was itching and tingling because I wanted him to thrust into me. Later, I found myself moving instinctively, my body responding without me meaning to.

“Your scent is so sweet. Do you know that you taste really sweet? Are you really a Beta? Ah…” He thrust into me repeatedly, spinning until he could thrust into every corner before leaning down to hug me from behind and asking a strange question.

"I don’t know. Ah…" If I told him the truth—that I was actually an Omega—what would he think? Though my hormone balance leaned more toward a Beta, the reality was different.

He didn’t press the question further, instead focusing on trailing light kisses along my ear and neck. He occasionally nipped gently at my shoulder and kissed my back, thrusting into the same spot repeatedly. My legs started to shake. As if sensing it, he pulled away momentarily, leaving me breathless, before reclining back on the bed.

"Come here. Sit on me," he tugged gently at my arm. I hesitated before climbing on top of him, straddling his waist. Carefully, I straddled him, lifting myself up a little and holding his hardness before slowly sitting down.

“Ah…” A quiet moan escaped me as I tilted my head back, struggling to catch my breath. Sweat trickled down my skin as the warmth of him enveloped me completely. After sitting all the way down and his hardness entered me very deeply, I could only sit there panting. I placed both hands on his stomach before panting from exhaustion.

“You can’t just stay still like that, you know. It won’t feel good if you don’t move.” I bit my lip, forcing myself to move slowly, rocking back and forth in a tentative rhythm. But he didn’t seem satisfied. Taking one of my hands in his, he held it firmly while his other hand gripped my butt cheeks, guiding my movements to his liking.

"Roll your hips a bit. What, is this your first time or something?" I wanted to retort out loud—how could I have any experience when no Alpha had ever reacted to my scent before? My symptoms weren’t that severe or serious, easily managed with medication. I’d never needed to rely on an Alpha for anything.

"How am I supposed to move my hips like that?" The other person pecked his lips in annoyance. Taking control, he placed both hands on my waist, lifting me slightly before beginning to guide me with his movements. I tilted my head back, placing my hands on his abdomen to steady myself, letting out soft sounds in response.

“Ah, tss! This feels great,” he said, his voice carrying a hint of satisfaction. Then, he pulled me closer to face him. I leaned down a little and kissed the person who kept staring at me with a slightly cold gaze, but it looked hot to me right now.

“Mm.” I closed my eyes as he kissed me again, the action both heated and overwhelming. Despite this, I found myself enjoying the moment, the scent of lemon from him filling the air—fresh and surprisingly calming.

“Ah…” I broke away from the kiss, resting my face against his shoulder, breathing in the faint lemony scent that seemed to cling to him. It was the first time I’d ever been affected by an Alpha’s pheromones, and I couldn’t help but wonder—are all Alphas naturally smell this good?

“Tss, Ah, ah…” He seemed to finish soon after. As for me, I had finished earlier. When I smelled his pheromone, I finished easily there without having to thrust too much.

“Hey,” I heard him greet me softly, but right now I didn’t care because I was too busy smelling his scent. It felt so refreshing, and it seemed like I was addicted.

“Hey, get up.”

“Mm!” I let out a small sound of protest, annoyed at being interrupted, but then flinched and pull away from him after something was pushed into my back passage along with his hardness that hadn't come out yet. Plus, he bit my shoulder hard.

“What are you doing?”

“Lemon scent,” I answered bluntly. He furrowed his brows slightly before pulling both his fingers and form out of me. Or was he okay now? I wasn’t sure how long Alpha ruts usually lasted.

“Alright, now let’s get serious. I’ve been holding back, and it’s driving me insane.” I froze for a moment, mouth agape. What? Holding back? Was this him holding back?

“...” After seeing his gaze, I immediately knew he was probably telling the truth. You’re definitely doomed, Ram.

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“Ugh, enough. I can’t take it anymore,” I gripped the sheets tightly as I lay facedown on the bed. I had no idea how long this had been going on, but I knew I’d blacked out twice, only for him to wake me again and continue.

“Ah…” He didn’t seem to hear me, focused solely on his movements. Did he lose his mind?

“S-stop. I'm out of energy. Um…” But even as I tried to speak, he didn’t stop. It was then that I realized—of course, he’s an Alpha in rut. That only heightened his intensity, and I should have known this would happen. Was the money even worth it at this point?

“Sss!” He hissed softly, noticing how unsteady I was. My legs were trembling so badly that I was about to fall onto the bed. But he didn’t seem satisfied yet, so he tried to hold me up so that I wouldn’t fall.

Snap!

I got bitten all over by this mad dog. My body felt covered in faint bites, even my cheeks weren’t spared. He probably wanted to bite my whole body, leaving no room for anything. His teeth are so sharp. He thought he would bleed when he bit me.

"I- I can’t take it anymore…" I wanted to say something harsher, but I didn’t have the energy. My mouth was dry, and I felt utterly drained. I felt like I was going to die. How could someone possibly keep this up for nearly the entire night? It was unbelievable.

“Ah…” He finally seemed to finish, while I was completely spent. I didn’t even have anything left to give. I was exhausted, thirsty, and so tired that I could barely keep my eyes open.

“Mm…” He leaned down to press soft kisses against my cheeks and neck, pulling me into a tight embrace before going completely still.

“Hey? Hey, get up, will you…? Damn.” I muttered under my breath, but my voice trailed off as my exhaustion took over. I closed my eyes and fell asleep just like that, still wrapped in his arms. To make things worse, he was practically lying on top of me, and his weight pinned me down. Not to mention… he hadn’t even moved out of me yet. But despite all that, I drifted off without much trouble, too tired to care.

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“Ugh!” I woke up again sometime later, though I wasn’t sure what time it was. All I knew was that my entire body ached. It felt like every bone in me was sore, as if I’d just done an intense workout for the first time in years. Pushing the man still sleeping soundly off me, I sat at the edge of the bed, trying to catch my breath.

“Are we sure that was just sex?” I glanced around the room, which looked so messy like a war had broken out. Tissue papers were scattered everywhere, and a few neatly tied-off condom wrappers lay on the floor. My clothes were strewn about in different directions. Sighing, I rubbed my temples and got up from the bed.

“Damn it.” I staggered a little. My legs were still shaking. Luckily, I was able to use my hands to support myself on the bed in time. Otherwise, I would have fallen to the floor.

Finally, I managed to drag myself to the bathroom. I walked slowly along the wall because my legs felt so weak. I was hungry, exhausted, and my body ached. From now on, if someone offers me ten thousand to sleep with an alpha, I’m not going to do it. It’s not worth it at all.

“Ugh! Damn it! If you’re going to bite me this hard, just bring a knife and cut my flesh for dinner.” I stood in front of the mirror, trying to process what happened, before slowly dragging myself into the shower. I felt so sticky. How did I even fall asleep after being crushed like that? I’m so sticky now.

I spent a long time soaking in the warm water in the bathtub. I rarely get to soak in a tub because the house is so small and doesn’t have one. It felt so good that I ended up falling asleep again.

“Gah!... Cough. Cough.” I woke up again when I slid down into the water. Almost drowned, I nearly choked. I quickly got out of the bathtub, grabbed a bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom.

“Still asleep, huh? Or did you die?” I looked at the guy still lying in the same position. With the morning light streaming in, I could finally see his face clearly. He had sharp, slightly Chinese features, with a tall and muscular build. He was much taller than me—probably a whole head taller, at least. His body was well-proportioned, and his tattoos, particularly the snake coiled around his arm, were striking.

I decided to stop staring and bent down to pick up my scattered clothes. I had to sit down softly and cover my mouth tightly. I didn't want to make a loud noise to wake him up. I’m scared he might come after me again. Seriously, after this, I don’t think I’ll be able to go into heat for a long time.

“Ugh, my back,” I lightly pounded on it with my fist. I was still young, but after what I’d been through, anyone would be in the same state as me. The fact that I’d managed to get myself to the bathroom on my own was impressive. If it were an ordinary Omega, they’d probably still be unconscious.

“Remember this,” I muttered to myself. Judging by his appearance, he was older than me, which made sense—he was the boss of a mafia group, after all. They wouldn’t let someone inexperienced take on such a role.

I finished gathering my things—my phone, wallet, room key, and bike key—all of which had ended up in completely different parts of the room. As I made my way to the door, I paused, reconsidering something, and turned back toward the bed.

Smack!

“...Mm.” I quickly ran out of the door after slapping the mafia boss's son hard across the face, leaving five finger marks. But he didn’t wake up, just lying there. How could he sleep like that? His cum was still all over him. Gross.

“Goodbye, and thanks for the money,” I muttered with a slight smirk, feeling at least a little satisfaction from venting my frustration. But even so, I couldn’t shake the lingering soreness.

Click!

I stepped out of the room and carefully shut the door behind me, making sure no one could catch sight of anything inappropriate. As I turned around, I saw a dozen or so of his men waiting outside. My chest tightened—were they here to silence me?

“Tough night, huh? Here’s your payment.” I glanced down at the money that the guy's subordinate had sent me. Whoa, I’d never held this much before. Still, maybe I should try negotiating—couldn’t hurt, right? Maybe I could get a bit more?

“Hey, is this really all you’re giving me? Your boss completely wrecked me. I barely have the energy to walk home. Cut me some slack, will you? Fifty thousand is way too little.”

“...” He stared at me in silence, his expression unreadable. It made me nervous. I was only trying to negotiate a little; if the answer was no, he could’ve just said so. Why did he have to look so serious?

“One hundred thousand—will that do?” My eyes widened. A hundred thousand? I’d only thrown that out as a joke, thinking I might get an extra ten thousand if I was lucky. But he just doubled it?

“Thank you,” I said, bowing slightly before taking the money. With a spring in my step, I headed to the elevator in a much better mood.

“Ow, my back.  I hope I didn’t break anything,” I lightly pounded my back with my fist while waiting for the elevator to descend. I needed to get back to my room and rest—this was way too much for me. Never again.