The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra-Chapter 339: Side Story 2: Newlyweds (M)

A little mature I guess lol

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Was there something different from when they got married? The answer to that would be, of course, that there wasn’t. If something had changed, perhaps, that was Arren’s status.

He was officially the Empress, which meant... the responsibilities and duties along with that title.

However, at this moment, the royal matters were set aside. Nothing was more important to the newly married couple than... honeymoon!

Rather than calling it a simple honeymoon, Arren preferred to call it experiencing and traveling the world before he became holed up in the palace doing his duties with Spade. And with that, to always be under the scrutiny of the masses.

Three months. They spent three months on the road, traveling to the places they wanted to be, inside or outside of the empire. Without guards or plans.

It was as if they were only traveling as a normal couple, checking in at hotels on their own. Spade also appeared to have spent most of his time with Arren, not bothering with the state of the empire since he was gone.

"Look! Spade, it’s starting!" Arren exclaimed, his eyes twinkling with excitement. The omega held a portable camera as he raised it in the air, intending to find a good angle.

His husband, Spade, could only smile and reach out at his collar. "Be careful." The alpha gently adjusted his mate’s coat, covering him carefully.

Arren let him; his attention was focused on the spectacle that was about to happen. His smile grew further when the sky slowly changed and a familiar wonder of the world was revealed.

"Woaah!" Arren exclaimed with others, he even forgot to take a picture of it, his gaze filled with amazement.

Spade’s arms embraced Arren from the back; their posture was the same as the other couples in the crowd that were also there to witness the aurora borealis.

As they were in the extreme north, Spade made sure that Arren was fully tucked before they left their rented place. However, the omega never cared about that, as his coat seemed to always get loose every time he moved excitedly.

As a result, it was Spade’s duty to be attentive and adjust it for his omega.

"Beautiful..."

Arren, looking at the amazing northern lights, heard Spade speak; his eyes lit up, and he turned around with a smile.

"Right?" He thought Spade was talking about the northern lights, as he agreed. However, he didn’t once look at the spectacle but only at his omega all this time.

Even being married did not diminish the passion and desire they had for each other; instead, it grew increasingly fierce and passionate.

Arren could not help but laugh, his eyes forming into a slit, and his back leaned at his husband’s chest. He did not even put any weight on himself and completely trusted that the alpha would not let him fall.

"Cheesy," he whispered, his breath tinged with the signs of the cold weather. His smile widened; he just loved how Spade was so cheesy and outspoken about his feelings during their travels.

It was given that it was their honeymoon; they were allowed to cheesy whenever and wherever they wanted, but this was Spade! Someone who prefers to use his actions rather than words.

Arren was amused and in love with it.

Spade leaned in and gave Arren a peck. "I’m allowed to be, am I?" His amber eyes seemed more defined for some reason, or did the lights reflected from the northern lights make them so?

Arren could not think about it deeply; he was simply drawn to those eyes, no matter what the reason.

Their whispers and touches lingered; the cold weather seemed not to be able to penetrate the warm sensation around the newlyweds.

"Always," Arren responded in the same low but intense tone.

They both smiled as their eyes met; gradually, they leaned closer and claimed each other’s lips. Just like the many couples looking at the northern lights, they kissed under them.

They both did not care about the crowd or if there was a possibility that someone might recognize and photograph them kissing.

Who cares?

Until they returned to their rented cabin, the passion lingering around them did not leave but intensified. The arousal quickly rose, and the whole room was quickly shrouded by the mix of their pheromones.

The perfectly mixed pheromones heightened their desire; the two did not even make it to the bedroom.

Spade’s hands traveled all over his omega’s body, exploring every corner of his territory. Like him, Arren was doing the same. Their lips were not leaving each other’s for more than five seconds before going at it again, sucking the breaths of one another.

Their tongues intertwined and sucked the saliva from their mouths, giving them a trail of silver lights when they drew for a second.

"Uhmm..." Arren let out a moan, his body lying down on the couch; at some point he was already completely naked. He did not even know when Spade had managed to undress him, but his clothes were already a mess on the floor.

As he raised his alluring gaze, tinged with arousal and desire, he also saw that Spade was now only in his underwear; the bulge between his legs was very evident.

The beast was ready and almost impatient to reveal himself.

Soon, with his eyes almost glowing like a beast, Spade slowly let out and freed his cock, pumping it slowly under the arousing gaze of his omega. It hardened even more, making it bigger.

Arren could not help but swallow; the slick at his hole increased, wetting him even more. No matter how many times he had seen this, his mind still could not help but wonder just how that enormous beast managed to enter his small entrance.

His hole twitched at this thought, and his legs spread wide, ready to take it as he licked his lips in anticipation.

They were both not in their susceptible periods, but each made love feel like it was. The connection they had through the permanent mark and their feelings for each other made it happen.

Just as he thought Spade was about to position himself and enter him, the alpha suddenly smirked, his cheeks flushed with a playful glint in his aroused gaze.

"Do you want it?" Spade asked, jerking his cock slowly, tempting his omega.

Arren bit his lips. Fuck, Spade was so sexy like this. If not for his own needs and desires, he could just watch Spade like this. In the past few months, Spade also learned a different kind of side when they were in bed.

Sometimes he was gentle, sometimes he talked dirty, and there were times he was rough, not in the sense that Arren would be hurt but instead giving him such an intoxicating sensation that he almost felt like he was out of this world from the pleasure.

This time, he was the temptress, Spade.

Arren slowly nodded; he could not even speak, or else he was just moaning. Fuck, this was torture; his hole was so eager to be filed, damn it!

Spade’s brow playfully shot up, chuckling hoarsely.

"Come, get it yourself," Spade spoke, sitting at the edge of the couch, his legs spread and inviting. He did not yet let go of his own cock either, jerking it slowly.

"Fuck..." Arren could not help but let out a curse, making Spade amused and laugh. The alpha smirked, licking his lips.

"I’m waiting," Spade teased.

"Why are you so sexy?" Arren asked and wondered; his chest heaved and his breaths grew intense.

Again, Spade let out that sexy laugh, which Arren could not resist. He was fucking horny!

Without any other choice but to give in to his husband’s antics, Arren got up and slowly, with Spade’s guidance, positioned and lowered himself, guiding the shaft to enter him.

When the tip was successfully in, Arren arched his neck, feeling so full already, but he did not stop. Slowly and with ease, since he was already so wet and lubricated by his slick, the shaft entered his deepest.

His ass was fully seated, with Spade inside him.

Both almost rolled their eyes and let out a satisfied moan; the feeling was so pleasurable that they had not moved yet. Spade felt the warmth of Arren’s insides, and Arren with how Spade filled him so good.

A few moments later, the two looked at each other; both had arousal and lust in their gazes.

Slowly, Arren finally moved, and Spade placed his hands on either side of the omega as he looked at how his husband rode him skillfully. After months of sex, both already knew most of the pleasure spots on each other’s bodies.

"Do you like how I filled you up?" Spade leaned and whispered, his body thrusting up, jerking Arren’s body ruthlessly. The sounds of their skins slapping each other resound in the room, like erotic sounds, heightening the mood further. His movements were getting faster, so Arren almost stopped and let the alpha lead and pound on him.

However, when he did, Spade would stop, teasing him, making Arren whine, and again move on his own, reciprocating the movements.

Arren was already out of it; he was already used to this kind of Spade. Even though he was sometimes much more provocative with this, with his dirty talk, this was even mild.

"Fuck..." His lips were sucked by the alpha before he answered. Arren almost wanted to answer and shout when such a pleasurable inside of him was hit over and over again.

"Your cock is the best—really the best! Yeah, uhmmm... fu—ck me more!" Arren shouts almost deliriously.

Of course, Arren thought Spade’s dirty talk was the most intense, but Spade disagreed otherwise.