After My Death, I Became a Heartless Madman - Chapter 67

In the darkness, a scent unique to Omegas coiled around her nostrils.

Their breaths grew heavier without them realizing, her fingers unable to resist tracing the faint pink skin. The cool touch of her fingertips drew small gasps from Miss Bai, sounds that were both stifled and torturous in the dimming room.

The other woman’s voice was thick with need.

“Shizhou have I turned into an Omega?”

Beads of sweat trailed down Miss Bai’s neck, and Song Shizhou’s fingers chased the glistening paths, brushing over several sensitive spots along the way.

“Yes, you’ve turned into an Omega.”

An Omega who would only lose herself in desire before her, who would only bare her softness to her, an Omega who belonged solely to Song Shizhou.

She leaned close to Bai Ruowei’s ear, her heated breath teasing the sensitive gland with mischief.

“You’ve become my exclusive Omega.”

This kind of proactive teasing was rare from Song Shizhou. A damp warmth gathered, soaking through the blue-and-white hospital gown. Song Shizhou toyed with the slickness, whispering to the woman in her arms,

“My clothes…”

“Miss Bai, you’ve dirtied my clothes.”

What should be done about it?

Bai Ruowei bit her lip, her pupils shimmering with unshed tears. She shifted to kneel in her embrace, bending forward to wipe at the dampness with her sleeve only to expose the vulnerable curve of her back even more.

A vulnerability within easy reach.

The dampness only seemed to spread the more she tried to clean it. A hand slid over her skin, and Bai Ruowei knowingly held her position, surrendering herself to the judgment of the woman behind her.

Her knees parted slightly, and the one who had dirtied her master’s clothes received a few satisfied pats craving more, more contact, the press of palms against skin, the kneading of soft flesh into different shapes.

The kind of contact where she was wantonly teased by Song Shizhou, where she apologized devoutly with her body.

Miss Bai, now an Omega, was terrifyingly obedient. The judgment seemed to stretch endlessly, the scent of osmanthus condensing into glistening droplets, an intoxicating sweetness in the depths of that spring night.

Bai Ruowei suddenly laughed.

It was meant to be a composed, romantic chuckle, but the movements of her Alpha twisted it into something wanton, the tail end of the sound rising in shameless delight, as if pleasure had seeped into her very bones.

With a click, the bedside lamp flickered on. A bead of sweat slid down Miss Bai’s jaw, her usually composed face now dazed with desire.

The one who had been busy with mischief in the dark paused, and the aroused woman beneath her clenched slightly, as if urging her on.

Bai Ruowei’s gaze drifted downward, accompanied by soft, breathy moans.

“I want to see you.”

She wanted to watch her.

Watch her move above her, watch how she handled the softness of her body her touches, her motions, the expression on her face as she did these things. Bai Ruowei wanted to take in every single detail.

It was obsession carved into her bones just as much as it was love.

The skin beneath her trembled under the light, the parts usually hidden beneath clothing now even softer, flushed pink and trembling. Bai Ruowei’s needy kisses fell, making Song Shizhou’s touches grow rougher in response.

A low laugh escaped Bai Ruowei’s lips, part praise, part teasing.

“You’re amazing.”

Song Shizhou’s face instantly turned red. Wasn’t Bai Ruowei already on the verge of passing out from pheromone stimulation? How did she still have the energy to say such flirtatious words?

Her finger pressed against Bai Ruowei’s full lips, attempting to block those wanton words.

But the next second, her finger was immediately entangled by that person using a slightly reddened little tongue. Bai Ruowei gripped Song Shizhou’s wrist and bit down hard on her ring finger.

It was the shape of a ring.

Differentiating into an Omega had left her consciousness somewhat hazy, but courtship was something carved into Bai Ruowei’s bones, an unfulfilled longing and instinct she had never been able to shake.

She wanted to marry her.

She wanted to propose to her.

She kept grinding her fingers against that imaginary ring, as if craving it to her very core.

When she woke again, it was already afternoon.

The soft figure in her arms was pillowed against the crook of her arm. A sweet fragrance lingered around Song Shizhou. She froze for a moment before quickly realizing it was Miss Bai’s pheromone scent.

Bai Ruowei had been completely marked as her Omega.

This was the same gender as in their past life.

The person was still asleep in her arms. Song Shizhou gazed at her profile, her expression softening imperceptibly. Miss Bai didn’t seem to have changed much after becoming an Omega only that her refined features had taken on a slightly more delicate quality. Her lips, originally quite thin, were now slightly swollen, perhaps from how fiercely they had kissed.

Song Shizhou didn’t know how long she had been staring when the person in her arms began to stir.

“Mmm… Shizhou, where is this?”

The newly marked Omega seemed momentarily disoriented.

Song Shizhou explained, “This is the hospital room.”

The sheets beneath them were practically unsalvageable. Bai Ruowei could only bury herself in Shizhou’s embrace to avoid touching the suspicious fluids. Having just become an Omega, both her mind and steps were unsteady. Song Shizhou lifted her bridal-style and placed her on the nearby sofa.

When her arms came into contact with the other’s waistline, she could clearly feel the trembling in the person she held.

A trembling mixed with disbelief and irrepressible love and joy.

For a moment, Miss Bai seemed to hear her own rapidly accelerating heartbeat.

Song Shizhou was finally holding her again.

Bai Ruowei lightly touched her lips, and the sweet scent of osmanthus instantly washed over them.

The Omega’s voice was slightly hoarse. “Little boat.”

Song Shizhou nodded. “I’m here.”

Bai Ruowei rested her chin on her shoulder. “Have we cleared everything up?”

Whether it was misunderstandings or obsessions had they finally laid everything bare?

Song Shizhou glanced at her.

Her answer was a gentle smile, identical to the one from their past life. “Yes.”

Bai Ruowei suddenly felt like crying.

In the past, whether speaking or smiling, Song Shizhou had always treated her with this same tenderness and patience. But it had been so long since she’d been treated this way by Song Shizhou. She didn’t know how much time had passed before she could hear such gentle, patient words again, making it impossible to suppress the urge to cry.

Song Shizhou tapped the corner of her eye. “No more tears.”

Bai Ruowei whispered, “But last night, you were the one who cried first.”

Song Shizhou chuckled lightly, touching her lips as if puzzled. “Was I?”

“I distinctly remember an Omega with tear-reddened eyes last night. If it wasn’t you, then whose Omega could it have been?”

Though clearly a teasing remark, Bai Ruowei couldn’t help but feel a twinge of possessiveness at the mention of “someone else’s Omega.” She clung to Song Shizhou’s arm, nestling into her embrace and burying her face against her chest.

“Yours. I’m your Omega. Just yours.”

Song Shizhou let out an amused hum, the corner of her lips curling up.

“So, you’re my Omega now?”

She leaned close to Bai Ruowei’s ear, relentlessly pressing her.

“But I remember you being an Alpha. How did you turn into an Omega?”

Bai Ruowei’s face flushed instantly.

“That’s because you were too good.”

The Omega’s cheeks burned with honesty, yet her words were bold and direct. The memory of last night, the woman’s unrestrained gasps, their movements, their kisses, and Miss Bai’s pleading whispers flooded Song Shizhou’s mind. Strangely, it was her who ended up flustered.

Song Shizhou’s face burned crimson. She stood abruptly and hurried to the bathroom, turning on the shower to test the water temperature.

The bedsheets were a tangled mess, impossible to lie on. She gestured toward the shower, feigning nonchalance.

“You should shower first. I’ll change the sheets and have someone clean up later.”

Bai Ruowei’s fingertip traced the dimple on her cheek.

“So red, Xiao Zhou!”

Song Shizhou: “…”

Bai Ruowei laughed, her fair ankle trembling slightly in Song Shizhou’s hold.

“Did I embarrass you?”

Song Shizhou: “…”

The woman only grew bolder.

“If Miss Song is already this shy now, what will happen later? After all, I still have so many things to tell you, so many things to do with you.”

Song Shizhou: “What things?”

Bai Ruowei tugged at her collar.

“The things I did alone, when you didn’t want me.”

Things laced with endless implications and temptation, things done alone.

Song Shizhou’s heart pounded wildly. No Omega was as brazenly seductive as Miss Bai but then again, she hadn’t originally been an Omega. She had become one only after being marked by her.

An Omega who belonged solely to her, who knew only how to entice her.

The room bore traces of their earlier indulgence, and the bathroom seemed destined to follow suit. Bai Ruowei hooked a finger into Song Shizhou’s sleeve, guiding her toward the shower with light, playful steps.

“Xiao Zhou, will you shower with me?”

A mischievous smile curved her lips.

“There are some places. I can’t reach very well.”

Stop teasing me, Song Shizhou thought.

If you keep this up, even the bathroom won’t be safe.

The already cramped space felt even smaller with the two of them inside. Miss Bai wore only a black nightgown, and perhaps because her Enigma stood too close, her usually poised shoulders trembled slightly.

Yet the more she trembled, the braver she became. Their pheromones quickly saturated the air. Song Shizhou adjusted the showerhead, testing the water again.

Drops inevitably splashed onto Bai Ruowei. The coolness drew a soft gasp from her, and the hem of her gown clung to her thighs, the black silk turning slick and translucent.

“Wife, do you want me to wash you?”

The Omega bit her lip,

“Want.”

“Wait a second.”

Bai Ruowei’s eyes instantly lit up,

“What did you just call me?”

The bold teasing demeanor vanished in an instant. She had just been overjoyed that Song Shizhou directly confirmed their complete reconciliation, and now her heart raced wildly from this tender, familiar address, Wife.

She called her that again.

She finally called her that again.

The bathroom was filled with a sweet atmosphere as Bai Ruowei practically threw herself into her arms in an instant.

The warm spray soaked both their bodies. Perhaps it was the excessive heat radiating from Song Shizhou that suddenly made Bai Ruowei’s mind grow hazy.

“Xiao Zhou, I love it when you call me that. Can you say it a few more times?”

Song Shizhou chuckled and leaned close to her ear,

“Wife, wife, wife!.”

She lost count of how many times she repeated it.

The shower spray intensified, the warm mist turning into dampness at the corners of their eyes. Suddenly, Bai Ruowei covered her lips with a hand.

“Shh, don’t say it so many times.”

The redness at the corners of her eyes deepened.

“Shizhou, I haven’t proposed to you yet. Save it for when we get married.”

Marriage.

Song Shizhou gave a slight nod.

“Xiao Zhou, I want to propose to you over and over, every single day. Wait until I’ve proposed a hundred times before you say yes, okay?”

Miss Bai seemed full of whimsical ideas when teasing her. Her endless antics weren’t about making up for past regrets, but rather expressing love and desire that had nowhere else to pour out.

Song Shizhou aimed the showerhead at a particularly sensitive spot.

“Alright, you’ll propose a hundred times, Miss Bai. So will today be the first?”

Bai Ruowei shook her head.

“No, today is the second time.”

She grasped Song Shizhou’s fingers, pointing to the lingering bite marks on them.

“Last night was the first.”

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