Thud, thud.
The frequency of the knocks against the window was getting shorter. What had started as scattered rainfall had already left dense trails on the glass, and the heavier drops, unable to hold their weight, streamed slowly down.
The rain grew louder, heavier, but it didn’t disturb the two of them. The sound of the creaking bed easily overpowered it.
“Haa…”
Juliet, sitting astride Dominic in a riding position, leaned forward slightly, bracing himself on the bed with one hand as he gently rolled his slender hips.
Dominic lay beneath him, looking up with a faint smile. He could have easily thrust upward, but instead he let himself enjoy the rhythm of Juliet’s slow grind. His purple eyes stayed fixed on Juliet, dark and intent.
Now, his pink nipples, which should have calmed by now, were still standing upright, swaying like ripe fruit right in front of him.
A drowsy satisfaction lingered on Dominic’s face as he watched. He reached out slowly, his hands gently gripping Juliet’s firm thighs. His fingertips traced along the beautiful lines, emphasizing every motion.
Juliet, still moving lazily, suddenly clenched around him with a slow roll of his ass. Dominic exhaled a deep, guttural breath. A thrill ran down his spine.
Dominic muttered as he watched Juliet’s hips continue their steady rhythm.
“I’m going to have a child. I need an heir.”
As always, it was one of those spontaneous thoughts they threw out during sex. They never stuck to a topic—just said whatever came to mind. Of course, Dominic only ever allowed such unfiltered honesty when it was with Juliet. No one else heard what was inside his head.
Juliet paused his hips and looked down at him. Talking about an heir after several rounds of fucking might have seemed absurd.
But soon, Juliet returned to his usual calm. He looked down at Dominic and took the hand stroking his thigh, guiding it upward. The hand landed on Juliet’s chest. Dominic spread his large palm across his flat breast and smiled, satisfied. He gently pinched the hardening nipple between his fingers.
Juliet, cheeks slightly pink, asked with a soft, amused smile:
“With whom?”
“I’ll find a suitable Omega someday.”
Dominic circled his thumb slowly over each nipple. Juliet moaned quietly, tipping his head back.
“One is enough. Just one child to carry on my name.”
He kept fondling his nipples with one hand, the other still on Juliet’s thigh. The soft texture under his palm sent a pleasant heat through his groin, and his cock hardened again inside him. Juliet felt the growing length, frowned, and let out a low groan.
Dominic watched him and thought back to what he’d said. Supreme Alphas could naturally control their ejaculation—they could decide exactly when and with whom to impregnate. That ability was the reason why, despite the widespread promiscuity in search of Pheromones, disputes over children were rare.
It was a useful feature. So, Dominic planned to use it once—get the child, and never knock anyone up again. More kids would just mean more trouble.
Juliet was panting now, still riding him. And yet, even through that haze, he nodded, like he agreed with everything Dominic had said.
“That’s right, one is enough.”
He repeated it like a mantra.
“One is enough.”
He looked a little out of it. Probably not because of the Pheromones—but Dominic stared at him quietly. He looked like he’d remembered something, somewhere far away. Dominic couldn’t tell and let it go. He was probably just too turned on to think straight.
It had gone on long enough. Dominic was comfortable lying there, freely touching Juliet as much as he wanted, but it had to be tiring for Juliet. He shifted the hand on his thigh, grabbing his small ass. Then he smoothly lifted himself up and flipped their positions in one motion.
“Ah!”
In a blink, Dominic was on top. He brought his lips to Juliet’s neck and lightly sank his teeth into the pale skin. He was already hard and ready—Juliet’s slow teasing had more than done its job.
He thrust forward naturally, pressing the head of his cock into Juliet’s hole. A soft moan escaped, brushing against his ear.
Juliet was already a mess. As if he was ready to take everything Dominic gave him.
But as Dominic quietly looked down at him like this, a question suddenly came to mind. Juliet had stripped in front of him just to lure him into his law firm.
What had driven him to go that far?
“Now that I think about it, there’s something I’m curious about.”
“What is it?”
Of course, the firm’s Representative must’ve told Juliet to do whatever it took to bring in Dominic Miller—but that couldn’t have included selling his body.
What exactly was Juliet spreading his legs for?
Dominic had a few guesses, but he wanted to hear the answer straight from Juliet’s mouth.
“What did the Representative promise you if you succeeded in recruiting me?”
Maybe a partner title? Then again, even if Dominic Miller was a big name, it seemed like too steep a price. So what was it? Why was Juliet going this far?
Juliet didn’t answer right away. He looked at Dominic with a strange expression, then slowly curled his lips into a relaxed smile.
“It’s a secret.”
He whispered it, eyes crinkling with a smile.
“Ha.”
It wasn’t the answer Dominic wanted, but no matter how much he pressed, Juliet didn’t seem like he’d tell him. It didn’t matter anyway. What Dominic cared about now wasn’t whatever Juliet was going to get. Juliet was stroking his arm gently, as if urging him to hurry up and keep going.
Dominic sighed lightly and picked up the pace. Ah, ah, ah! Juliet’s voice jumped in pitch. The faster he moved, the deeper Dominic drove into him.
Watching Juliet’s trembling body flush red with arousal, Dominic couldn’t hold back any longer. He slammed into him and released his cum deep in his hole.
Is this okay?
Out of nowhere, something cold crawled down his spine. Juliet was a Gamma. If he kept filling him up like this, something might change.
If that happens…
Just as he was about to let the thought unfold, Juliet looked up and met his eyes. He smiled, forehead damp with sweat, and cupped Dominic’s cheek. The kiss that followed wiped out all the ominous thoughts in an instant.