Chapter 34: Playing with Fire
Gu Yulan’s heart skipped a beat as his body reacted rapidly. Even though he had injected himself with a suppressant for the pheromones, in this situation, if he continued to hold back, could he still call himself an Alpha?
Gu Yulan lifted Jiang Zhige and placed him on the desk. The books and file folders on the desk were swept to the floor. The solid wood desk was wide and sturdy enough. Jiang Zhige sat on the desk, leaning against the wall, while Gu Yulan placed him between his arms and the wall. Alpha pheromones began to sweep over every inch of Jiang Zhige’s skin, causing his body to tremble. His legs rubbed against Gu Yulan’s waist, sliding along the belt under Gu Yulan’s white shirt.
The eyes behind Gu Yulan’s glasses grew deep and dark. "In such a hurry?"
Surrounded by the overwhelming Alpha pheromones, Jiang Zhige couldn’t help but tilt his head up, seeking a kiss. His lips trembled, and his eyes became hazy. His raised neck was smooth and flawless, like bamboo and jade, white with a tint of red. Gu Yulan’s palm brushed over the dark gland beneath Jiang Zhige’s skin, causing him to shrink back with a soft moan. His waist squirmed restlessly as he looked at Gu Yulan with longing. "Do you not like me?"
Gu Yulan looked carefully at the person in front of him. To be honest, this was the most beautiful and seductive Omega he had ever seen. The light gold hair gently curled around Jiang Zhige’s shoulders, and his eyes seemed like golden deserts reflecting the sunset. His chestnut eyes were both tender and tempting, as if hiding a gentle, beautiful snake in need of warmth, guiding Gu Yulan to do something reckless.
Gu Yulan held the back of Jiang Zhige’s head and kissed his soft lips. The scent of sweet, sticky lychee filled the air, like savoring a luscious, ripe fruit.
Jiang Zhige wrapped his arms around Gu Yulan’s back. Under the white coat was a plain white shirt and dress pants. The shirt's smooth, slightly coarse texture made one want to touch it. Yet, Jiang Zhige was more eager to feel the skin beneath the soft fabric.
The pheromones made Jiang Zhige increasingly foggy. He lusted after this mysterious, young, and handsome Alpha before him. From the first time he saw Gu Yulan at the university, Jiang Zhige had felt that this man was different. He felt that this man was the unique color he had been searching for... something extraordinary...
Even through the fabric, the tension was unbearable, and certain desires could no longer be suppressed, eager to break free.
Jiang Zhige's lips and tongue intertwined with Gu Yulan’s, soft moans escaping his mouth.
The young Alpha frowned slightly. "Such a tease..."
If Gu Yulan hadn’t injected himself earlier, he would have been driven mad by this little devil.
"If I weren’t, how could I seduce Professor Gu? Or does Professor Gu prefer the innocent type?" Jiang Zhige’s voice was soft and warm like a gentle stream, the sound in his throat carrying a maddening allure.
Gu Yulan bit his mouth as punishment, eliciting a soft hum from Jiang Zhige.
He had completely lost his reason under the attack of the Alpha pheromones.
Although Gu Yulan was young, he had a natural talent in this area. With just his fingers lingering over Jiang Zhige’s body, he could make him tremble. The emptiness made Jiang Zhige cry out involuntarily. "…You little bastard… mm..."
Jiang Zhige arched his neck, and the cool frame of Gu Yulan’s glasses brushed against his sensitive chest. Gu Yulan’s fingers gently threaded through his short, black hair, feeling the soft, resilient strands between his fingers.
Jiang Zhige couldn’t form a proper response, tears welling in the corners of his eyes. He felt utterly weak, his body soft and pliant. He had never felt like this before. He regretted provoking Gu Yulan, yet he was also grateful to be in his arms now. The contradiction was overwhelming.
His head tilted back, pressing against the wall. His sacrum balanced on the edge of the desk as he used his hands to support himself on the tabletop behind him. His lips were red and dry.
Gu Yulan grabbed a soft cushion from the chair and placed it under Jiang Zhige’s waist.
Jiang Zhige bit his lip, his fingers tightly gripping Gu Yulan’s sleeve. Watching Gu Yulan’s unfinished expression, he couldn’t tell if he felt more regret or joy.
Seeing Jiang Zhige’s flushed, tear-streaked face, Gu Yulan smiled slightly, like the devil announcing his arrival. "Here I come."
Jiang Zhige’s chest rose and fell violently, his face as red as the sunset outside. He closed his eyes and asked for a kiss.
Gu Yulan lowered his head and kissed him, their moment of warmth lasting a little longer.
The sun slanted in the sky, and the evening breeze rustled the curtains, bringing with it the scent of wildflowers. But it wasn’t enough to dispel the intense pheromones filling the room.
Outside, the two bodyguards had been waiting for a long time. They exchanged glances. "It’s already dark. Why hasn’t Mr. Zhige come out yet?"
"Let’s wait a bit longer."
Inside the living room, the heavy pheromones filled every cell. Jiang Zhige’s golden hair was drenched with sweat. Gu Yulan pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands. His white shirt was still neatly tucked into his dress pants. He leaned against the desk, satisfied as he looked at the Omega sprawled on it.
Mr. Zhige was so tired he was about to fall asleep.
Gu Yulan gently brushed his fingers over Jiang Zhige’s flushed cheek. "You’re really beautiful."
Mr. Zhige, sore and weak all over, muttered softly, "You little bastard… you might as well finish me off…"
"You brought this on yourself."
"…You little bastard," Jiang Zhige muttered, deeply regretting his actions.
Gu Yulan raised an eyebrow, seemingly pleased with the nickname. He picked Jiang Zhige up from the desk and carried him into the bathroom.
The warm water from the showerhead flowed down their legs and into the bathtub. Jiang Zhige, weak and trembling, rested his head on the edge of the tub, glancing at Gu Yulan, who was testing the water temperature. His eyes were filled with melancholy. "How am I supposed to go to the fashion show tomorrow…"
Gu Yulan suddenly remembered something. "I forgot to mark you. Should we go again?"
Jiang Zhige, startled, tried to sit up, making the water slosh around. "…You little bastard!"
Gu Yulan, now drenched from the splash, adjusted his glasses. "This is called playing with fire."
Jiang Zhige, sore and exhausted, finally understood the saying: *You reap what you sow*.
Gu Yulan looked at him, now resting in the water. Jiang Zhige’s light gold hair glistened under the steam, his skin appearing even more fair and smooth. His lips were full, with a beautiful red hue, and every part of his body seemed to exude an irresistible charm. He was truly an exceptional Omega.
For the first time, Mr. Zhige, who feared nothing, found himself avoiding Gu Yulan’s eyes. He was afraid to look into those deep eyes, as if scared of making contact with his soul. It was a feeling he had experienced briefly in his youth, a fleeting moment of infatuation for a blurry figure, a figure that had since faded but left an indelible mark on his heart.
Now, under Gu Yulan’s gaze, that feeling of infatuation grew stronger and more intense, completely different from the fleeting thrill of his youthful encounter.
For the first time, Mr. Zhige felt a sense of panic and helplessness.
"Do you need a mark, Mr. Zhige?" Gu Yulan asked with a faint smile.
Mr. Zhige instinctively shook his head, his voice hoarse. "No more."
Gu Yulan leaned down and coaxed him. "I won’t do anything else, just a temporary mark."
Mr. Zhige finally nodded and exposed his neck, like a pure white lamb.
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