The Omega Attacked the Alpha - Chapter 23

For a moment, Qin Zheng didn’t move. An Omega’s flirting is like honey laced with poison one taste and you’re dead.

Song Tao’s arm remained suspended in the air as the two of them engaged in a silent staring contest, a wordless standoff.

It wasn’t until that arm grew weary and began to go limp that the Alpha’s powerful hand finally caught it. What followed, however, was far from gentle; the Omega was unceremoniously hauled and dragged along.

Song Tao was hoisted up, finding himself pressed against Qin Zheng’s solid chest. With just a slight tilt of his head, he could have buried his face right into the man’s pectorals.

Carrying the Omega in a bridal style, the Alpha strode toward the manor. The rest of the staff had already been dismissed, leaving only Guan Si and the bodyguards stationed outside.

Qin Zheng kept his eyes fixed ahead as he carried him inside. Every curtain was drawn tight; once the door shut, they were completely severed from the outside world.

Song Tao treated Qin Zheng like a human climbing frame. He looped his arms around Qin Zheng’s neck and scrambled upward, shifting from a bridal carry into a face-to-face embrace, his legs hooked firmly around the Alpha’s waist while Qin Zheng held him up.

Qin Zheng didn’t care how he wanted to be held; he headed straight for the sofa, intent on tossing him down.

But then, something poked him.

He aborted the toss and looked down, finally realizing why Song Tao had shifted positions.

You’re asking for it!

Song Tao flashed a devious smile. Through the layers of fabric, his “gear” was nestled right in the grooves of Qin Zheng’s abdominal muscles.

The silk robe was exceptionally smooth, making the friction incredibly effortless.

Qin Zheng was nearly bursting with rage. He felt that Song Tao lacked even a shred of self-awareness as an Omega! They were no longer children oblivious to such things; they were adults, young men in the prime of their sexual desires.

Had this been any other Alpha being teased and provoked like this, they would have pinned Song Tao down and fucked him senseless by now.

But he felt no such desire for the Omega before him.

Yet, the Omega continued to stare at him boldly, acting out his heat with wild abandon. Soon, a patch of Song Tao’s light-colored jeans darkened, threatening to stain Qin Zheng’s silk robe as well.

Leaning over Qin Zheng’s shoulder, Song Tao whispered directly into his ear, “It’s being squeezed so hard it hurts. Help me take it out.”

As he spoke, his sweet, hot breath turned the Alpha’s ears crimson.

Qin Zheng took a deep breath, his eyes glinting with a mocking, disdainful smirk. “Are you trying to seduce me? Your father seduced that old man, and now you’re seducing me. It really does run in the family, doesn’t it?”

“Does it hurt you Sungs to not be beneath a member of the Qin family?”

The words were incredibly harsh.

Song Tao’s response was to release the hand he had wrapped around the man and take the thing out himself. He asked provocatively, “Will this shut you up?”

To win an argument, one must never answer the opponent’s questions. Attack, and keep attacking, until the opponent yields or lets their guard down to answer your question—that is when they fall into your trap.

Then, victory will beckon to you.

He pressed against Qin Zheng’s shoulder and moved upward. The heat passed through the opening of the silk robe, making direct contact with skin that was already scorching in the summer night.

Song Tao let out a soft hum.

It sounded like the mewl of a cat, scratching at one’s heart.

Further up were the chest muscles, and above those. Song Tao’s gaze landed on Qin Zheng’s thin lips.

He licked his lip ring.

Qin Zheng, naturally, couldn’t help but notice that thing. His succubus state, which wasn’t supposed to trigger until tomorrow, seemed to have been sparked prematurely by the stimulation.

His “entrance” suddenly constricted, and waves of heat rolled through his body.

He stared at the moisture seeping from the tip… his mouth began to water, and a sudden, sharp hunger hit his stomach.

He wanted nothing more than to sweep away that glinting crystal at the tip to satisfy his hunger, but he couldn’t do that yet. His priority was to discard this “hot potato.”

However, Song Tao held onto him with a death grip. Like a supple vine, he tangled his long legs around Qin Zheng, locking his feet together so that Qin Zheng couldn’t easily peel him off.

“Qin Zheng, I’ve been thinking about a certain problem lately.”

Qin Zheng didn’t respond. He bent over to place the other man on the sofa, trying to escape the cage of Song Tao’s arms.

He shifted inch by inch.

Song Tao’s gear followed him upward, leaving a trail of wetness across his chest that was suggestive in the extreme.

As it neared his Adam’s apple, Qin Zheng still hadn’t broken free. If he moved any further, one accidental slip would feed it directly into his mouth.

He paused, the veins in his forehead bulging. “Who cares what you think!”

Song Tao’s right hand was like a dangerous serpent, sliding slowly up Qin Zheng’s neck toward the left side. Before his prey could sense the danger, he suddenly hooked his fingers around Qin Zheng’s jaw.

From his scorching perspective, he could only see the crown of Qin Zheng’s thick hair.

“I was thinking about how to catch you in the act.”

“And now, I know exactly what to do.”

As the words left his lips, Song Tao applied force with his hand, making it impossible for Qin Zheng to close his mouth, while simultaneously thrusting his body upward.

The next second, Qin Zheng’s thin lips were stretched to their limit, filled to capacity.

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