Chapter 2.1

“W-W-Who… who, what, listen to?!” Seira stuttered, her already flushed face turning a deeper hue of red. She rolled her lips inward as she continued to try and hold herself back from crying louder.

“It’s not you and me who should be careful, Seira,” Calrad said, looking down at her cunningly. His voice was arrogant, contrary to his eyes blazing with playfulness.

“It’s their job to close their eyes, close their ears, and close their mouths,” he quickly added.

Calrad wasn’t someone or anyone would even think of opposing. Aside from his future wife, he wasn’t the type to be affectionate and kind. He doesn’t mind what others think of him – he would do whatever he wanted no matter who was there in his presence.

He was born and raised as the Crown Prince in the first place. The only person Calrad feared was his own father, the Emperor himself.

“Make more noise,” he commanded her, “You are my future wife, the future Queen of Viseltium – own your voice, Seira.

She nervously licked her lips, and then replied, “If that is what will make you happy, Calrad.”

Calrad smirked and continued to kiss her with intense passion. In the heat of the moment, Seira’s saliva trickled from the corners of her mouth as Calrad’s kisses hindered her from even swallowing. She moaned with every thrust of his manhood inside her.

The bedsheets were a messy mixture of their body fluids, overflowing with each passionate grinding of bodies molded into one. Calrad couldn’t even care less as his thrusts sometimes made squishy and bubbly noises as his balls rubbed on Seira’s quim.

It was a raw and lustful sex.

Even Seira’s wildest dreams wouldn’t compare. She didn’t even know what to expect, as the pure-blooded Alpha bit her neck. He was oozing with possessiveness, and Calrad wanted to own her – devour her even.

Nothing should be left unclaimed.

“Oh my!” Seira sharply inhaled.

At some point during their sex, Seira couldn’t help but exclaim as she was filled with pleasure she could not contain. Calrad’s thrusts came in such a hasty manner. Seira struggled and couldn’t keep up with his sexual hunger that she even had to cling tight to him.

“It’s so – ha! So fast… Calrad!” Seira whimpered.

No matter how much she scratched, hit, or pinched him, Seira’s efforts were in vain. Calrad pushed on even when she bit in desperation the tongue he pushed inside her mouth.

Rather than feel the pain, Calrad exhaled warm breaths while he pushed himself deeper, feeling more aroused at the tightness and warmth he felt.

Eventually the speed and intensity reached its peak. The pleasures that had accumulated from all those stimulating grinding of bodies devoured Seira.

“Ahhh…!” she cried out in pleasure.

Seira’s vision turned white. She was extremely overwhelmed with all the sensations running up and down her body that she couldn’t even control the shaking of her fingers. The shock of the orgasm which she had only known previously from reading, turned her mind hazy.

As soon as her body was about to drop like it was about to fall asleep, Seira’s eyes widened with the unusual sensation she felt deep inside her.

“Wha-?” she gasped as her head whipped down to take a curious look.

Calrad arched his body, and Seira could see where his erection met her entrance. She could feel the base of his shaft swell inside her, tightening and locking himself in place.

“Cal… Calraaad!” Seira sobbed.

“Shhh… it’s okay, Seira. It won’t hurt you,” he tried to soothe her as he gently reached to wipe the tears dripping down her face, “knotting is only natural for me to make sure my seeds are securely sown inside you.”

Usually, the act of knotting was only possible between and imprinted Alpha and Omega, but nothing was impossible for Calrad. His blood was purer than any pure blooded family in the empire. Even if Seira had not manifested, they were in a state no different than that of a beta.

“Oh…! Stop it,” she pleaded. “No… no.”

But her pleas went through deaf ears. To be precise, it wasn’t because Calrad didn’t want to listen to her, it was just that knotting could not be helped – it always had to happen.

“Seira, this is not good for either of us,” he said with concern. Calrad held her body in a tight embrace as he whispered softly in her ears, “If you would only stay still and stop struggling, then it will all be over soon enough.”

The amount of ejaculation fluid that spread out for the first time was loaded. Seira could feel the tip of his erection twitch as it shot its seeds one after another inside her. He even pushed and pushed further inward.

Calrad suddenly bit his lower lip, possessed by a ferocious lust to dominate her as he filled her womb with his seeds to the point that it almost spilled back out of her.

“Open your mouth, Seira,” he told her as he brought his mouth closer.

She did as she was told, and then Seira noted a strong metallic taste as blood dripped from his lips and spread inside her mouth. It was said that Viseltium’s blood was far superior to any known medicine. The ability to regenerate in a short span of days even with a whole arm cut off was only a fraction of the immediate imperial family’s power.

There was a symbolic reason with Calrad letting her taste his precious blood.

“On the day you manifest, Seira, we imprint,” he said.

The imprinting ceremony confirmed an Alpha and Omega as each other’s companions for life. Part of the process was shown by Calrad. Of course, Seira, who was yet to manifest, can only play the part of healing. But his willingness alone was enough to take her aback.

“Calrad…” she whispered in awe.

This time around, Seira’s eyes were filled with emotions far different than before.

Calrad kissed her again. But unlike his previous kisses, which were so rough as if he was devouring her whole, this time they were soft and sweet.

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