The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra-Chapter 240: Birthday Heat (5)

Arren laid down and savored the warmth of his nest before he snapped out of it and finally remembered the presence of Spade by his side. His eyes glanced at the alpha; the faint glow of desire in them made him especially alluring in the alpha’s eyes.

A smirk appeared on his lips as he patted his side. "Lie beside me?"

And Spade always complied; he laid down beside Arren, who immediately pillowed on his arm and leaned his head on his chest.

Arren let out a satisfied sigh, sniffing the scent of Spade’s pheromones that slowly enveloped him and made him feel at ease and safe. He didn’t say anything for a while; he only let himself be immersed in the warmth of Spade’s body and the dominant scent of his pheromones.

While Spade also only stroked his shoulder or arm, waiting for him to speak.

This pre-heat was indeed different from the last time, as he was still calm at this time without any pain in his gut. However, his desire and lust were quickly accumulating, and he was hugging Spade tightly and feeling his strong arms around him.

"How are you feeling?" Spade inquired in a low and hoarse voice; it seemed his lust was also rising in response to Arren’s.

Arren didn’t respond for a second before he opened his eyes and instantly met Spade’s gaze.

Looking at his alpha’s face, he smiled and responded, "I’m thirsty." He even licked his lips, wetting his mouth.

"I’ll get some water." Spade automatically answered as he was about to get up, but Arren then whispered with a laugh, and his hands slowly traced Spade’s chest until his crotch, which made the alpha stop.

"I’m so thirsty, and I don’t need water," Arren boldly said, cupping Spade’s cock in his hand that was still perfectly outlined in his crotch. His meaning couldn’t be more obvious, and the intention was clear.

Spade fell silent for a moment, his eyes looking at Arren’s as though observing him. "Are you really still sober?" he asked, extremely doubtful.

At this, Arren laughed, his cheeks now painted with crimson, and his eyes a bit hazy. "To be honest, I also don’t know." Arren didn’t know if he was still sober or if it was his omega instincts talking and not him.

However, he quickly rejected this thought. At least, it was more accurate to say he was still sane but was now influenced by his pre-heat.

The alpha shook his head in helplessness, but he still confirmed that Arren was still not in his full heat; otherwise, he wouldn’t answer like that. Spade playfully Arren’s forehead without much force, but as usual, the omega dramatically acted as he pouted.

Spade chuckled, bending down to kiss his lips with a peck as he withdrew and wiped Arren’s lips. He whispered, "You need to always be hydrated; I’ll get a bottle of water first."

Arren wanted to refuse, but he also loved when his alpha took care of him. He only laid down and watched as Spade went to the small fridge not far from the bed.

Since Arren’s heat was coming, Spade immediately prepared the supplies necessary when his heat hit. As last time, he only grabbed them at the last minute from the storage, and still, that took a considerable amount of time before he arrived in his room.

Now, aside from the supplies like contraceptives and heat patches, Spade had already prepared the fridge, as he needed to always be hydrated during his heat. It didn’t have only water but also some biscuits and chocolates that he could eat, as he wouldn’t be able to eat much during this time.

He also looked at it last time, and the small fridge was really full of items; even energy drinks were there. Arren watched his alpha, opened the fridge, and got a bottle of water. Looking at Spade, who was still in his royal suit, the sexy and hot figure of his that triggered all his lust and desire inside, he was indeed an alpha that any omega would kill to have.

However, now, in contrast to his appearance, he was holding a bottle of water as he approached the bed. The calm yet soft expression in his eyes clearly told Arren how much he was cherished by this man before him.

Arren was grateful that his preheat wasn’t as painful as last time and that he was still relatively sane and calm. While his gaze was fixed on Spade, who was approaching him, a thought flashed in his mind.

Heh, this man is mine, and I’m truly lucky.

"Here, drink water first." Spade sat next to him, offering the cold water to him.

Arren obediently complied, and with a bit of reluctance, he sat up and took the water bottle from Spade’s hand, which was already opened, and put it in his mouth. He originally only wanted to sip a mouthful, but he was much thirstier than he thought, and he drank it until it was half gone.

He licked his lips, feeling refreshed from the cold water. When he lifted his gaze, he noticed that Spade was staring at him with amusement in his eyes.

"What?" Arren curiously asked.

Spade chuckled and took the bottle from Arren’s hands and put the cap on it to close it. His brow lifted playfully. "See? You’re really thirsty."

He instantly understood it and laughed. "But I’m really thirsty for you," he said, moving his brow up playfully as he winked.

The two stared at each other and smiled.

For the next few hours, since Arren’s heat had not erupted yet. The two were only talking about anything, but their bodies were pressed against each other. Sometimes, Spade would rub Arren’s arms, as he claimed they were itchy.

Other than that, it was calm and even soft preheat. Later in the evening, Spade had already put the heat patches on Arren’s waist, as he was already becoming more comfortable. A sign that his actual heat was coming.

With his heartbeat increasing, but he still breathes normally. There was only a difference, as he was really heating up and sweating.

Arren especially knew that his heat was about to hit him, and yet he wasn’t scared in the slightest but fully trusted his alpha that he would always treat him right.

"Spade," Arren called. He was slowly getting out of it, but he was still taking advantage of his few moments of sanity before his omega instincts took over.

"Hmm?" Spade answered, rubbing Arren’s back and stroking his waist. fгeewebnovёl.com

Arren raised his chin and looked at him. "Can I suggest how I want you to fuck me later?" He said it in a casual tone; there wasn’t any embarrassment or hesitance in his tone.

Spade swallowed, and no matter how many times, he still knew that this omega held him firmly in his own palms. As though he always knew how to push Spade’s buttons, and he would constantly poke them until he finally pushed them, riling him up.

Seeing Spade not respond, Arren chuckled. He scooted closer as he shifted and hugged Spade’s neck, leaning closer to sink his head into Spade’s neck.

"I want to try..." he paused, lifting his head and looking into Spade’s eyes. He didn’t know, but he always loved it when he saw Spade’s expressions. It wasn’t only that it gave him satisfaction, but it also made him feel secure.

Spade’s throat bobbed; he couldn’t wait and repeated. "Try what?"

Arren narrowed his eyes wickedly. He giggled but didn’t directly respond. "On second thought," he paused, tracing Spade’s jaw and kissing it, his eyelashes fluttered, the flush in his cheeks giving him an enchanting glow, "I’ll leave it to my instinct later. After all, it’s my deepest desire. You can guess, alpha."

Spade’s eyes then also glimmered, anticipation leaning toward his own lust giving him a strong desire to devour what was in front of him. The omega he loved so much, Arren, who was... only his.

It didn’t take long for Arren’s breath to turn hotter as he exhaled, his sanity slowly being induced by the coming heat. He bit his lips, and not long after, he moved and quickly sat in the alpha’s lap.

The pheromones in the air were also slowly becoming intense and thick; their pheromones both lingered and seeped into the air, heightening their inner instincts to mate even more.

While looking down at his alpha, his lips mischievously curled. His playful hands landed on Spade’s chest, encircling them, and at some point, he traced through his abdomen and felt it in his hands.

Spade didn’t stop, but even more, indulged him with his reactions. Openly giving him emotions and how much he liked Arrne’s touch.

Even the heat this time was not that painful for Arren, and it only increased his libido more than usual. The lust inside of him was truly uncomfortable to hold back, as though at any moment it would erupt.

And Arren thought, Why should he suppress it? There was no need to.

His eyes flickered; the heat had truly arrived. His omega instincts controlled him, but there wasn’t much different from the sober Arren, just that he was more active and much... horny and thirsty.

He touched Spade’s top, and he bent down, biting the part that was covering Spade’s chest, in turn slowly licking the alpha’s covered nipple.

"Alpha, these clothes are annoying. Can I take them off?" He whispered, in a somehow innocent tone but brought pure desire to the listener.

And Spade’s throat dried in an instant. He was truly in for a wild ride.