The Omega Becomes The Zerg Queen - Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Surrounded

Beads of sweat formed on her delicate nose, and her brow furrowed in concentration; Su Lili’s expression was incredibly serious.

System: Spiritual Power Remaining: 40%… 30%… 20%…

Outside the shattered core, the final gap in the thin outer shell was filled by a transparent spiritual tentacle. The complete shell settled quietly over the core, emitting a faint, steady light.

Just before her spiritual power was completely drained, Su Lili finally succeeded in the preliminary repair of Ferran’s spiritual sea.

Immediately following this, the concentration of the girl’s sweet pheromones in the Sanctuary hall reached a staggering level. As an Omega, Su Lili wasn’t particularly sensitive to the scent herself. She only felt that the gland at the back of her neck was much hotter than usual, and the fragrance in the air had thickened slightly.

But for Lucius and Ferran, the syrupy aroma had practically condensed into a physical substance, wrapping around them like a transparent jelly, leaving not a single gap.

Lucius felt as though he were suffocating. He leaned against the screen, head tilted back. The glasses on his nose were nowhere to be found, and his neatly tied blonde hair had come undone. A drop of sweat rolled from his temple, down his jawline, and dripped onto his collarbone. His white robe was drenched, clinging to his lean frame and tangling with his loose hair.

He looked down at his own disheveled state and squeezed his damp palms. He closed his eyes in a moment of wretchedness. Just smelling the Majesty’s scent had caused him to lose such control. His long-prided composure was utterly defenseless before the Queen.

Can a novice like me truly satisfy the Majesty?

His slender fingertips curled, tightening continuously. Lucius frowned, making a secret vow: before the Queen summoned him to serve her bed, he absolutely had to train himself.

—I cannot be outperformed by those other bugs.

The fragrance swirled, growing more intoxicating the closer one got to the Queen. With his nostrils flaring slightly, Ferran panted, feeling that every inch of his body, inside and out, had been occupied by this scent. He had become entirely “King-flavored.”

The overwhelming aroma ignited his desire. Fireworks exploded in his mind, repeatedly pushing him toward a peak. His eyes were clouded with mist, and his body trembled; his expression was one of both agony and obsession.

It was hot, far too hot. He tore open his loose shirt, revealing a broad, pale chest flushed with pink and glistening with faint, yellowish moisture.

When Su Lili opened her eyes, this was the scene she witnessed. The deep-featured man had his collar flung wide, panting like a dog. The pale yellow honey had filled to the point of overflowing, dripping onto the floor.

Su Lili stared at the vivid red honey chamber and asked, “Were you… feeding me honey just now?”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Ferran squeezed out broken syllables from his throat. “I feared your spiritual power consumption was too great, so I wanted to help you.” He lowered his eyes. “I overstepped… touching the Majesty without permission.”

Su Lili’s gaze swept over him, somewhat puzzled. “What did I bite just now?”

Ferran raised his hand. She had bitten deep; the teeth marks on his thumb webbing were distinct, a patch of blue and purple still seeping blood.

“It was my hand.”

He had fed her honey, and she had bitten him. Although he hadn’t asked for permission, he had acted out of good intentions. Moreover, he had just gained a star in loyalty. It didn’t feel right to scold him now. Su Lili pursed her lips and shifted her gaze back to his face.

“It’s fine.” Her face was also flushed, having just returned from the mental link. She stared into Ferran’s eyes, her black pupils moist as she asked, “Can I continue eating now?”

Ferran’s fingers snapped shut, his nails digging into the thick leather of the sofa until the stuffing poked out. Under her gaze, he kept his eyes lowered, appearing entirely submissive. Beneath the black bite-inhibitor, the man licked his teeth and grinned silently.

“Please, enjoy me as you wish, Your Majesty.”

Ferran tilted his head back in a posture of sacrifice, both hands braced against the sofa behind him. To reach the honey chamber, Su Lili leaned forward. Her center of gravity was unstable, so she reached out, resting her soft hand next to the man’s large, well-defined hand.

Nearly half her body was pressed against him. Her silky black hair slid from her shoulder, drifting over him and tangling with his slightly curly hair. From a distance through the screen, it looked as if she were sitting on his lap—their silhouettes entwined, appearing incredibly intimate.

Lucius’s green eyes dimmed. He hadn’t expected that after Zephyrus, Ferran would also receive the King’s “favor” before him.

Receiving a nod from Ferran, Su Lili parted her lips and lightly pressed down. The temperature was relative; compared to his feverish body, the girl’s teeth and lips felt somewhat cool. The rich honey slid into the Queen’s mouth bit by bit. The sensation of being sucked made him shudder.

The air was filled with the sound of sticky, wet movements. Unlike the secret room that day, the sun was shining brightly today, illuminating everything clearly. The girl bowed her head at his chest, her eyelashes turned to gold by the sunlight.

The skin-to-skin contact was far more pulse-quickening than the mental link. His Adam’s apple bobbed, his gaze deepening. He took a deep breath and pulled the King’s hand with his own hot, red palm.

The honey was intoxicating, and the feeling of her spiritual sea being nourished was addictive. Su Lili felt her hand being pulled, and in the next second, her delicate palm was pressed against something as scorching as a branding iron.

What is this?

She looked up. Behind Ferran was the floor-to-ceiling stained glass window; the bright light cast his face in shadow, making his expression hard to read. She only heard the wet sounds and the man’s intermittent, low moans.

Her eyes froze. Her fingers tightened instinctively, and she felt a jolt in her palm. The man’s voice suddenly shifted pitch, a blurred, broken sound escaping his throat.

“Your Majesty…”

Looking down, her pale fingers were being held tightly against a streak of deep crimson. The contrast of vivid red and pure white was visually explosive. Su Lili’s heart hammered. Her hand involuntarily gripped down hard.

The force was not small. Ferran’s pupils contracted, his jawline tensing as he gasped for air.

“You!” She wrinkled her nose, gripped the ring at the base of her finger, and glared at him accusingly. “You’re so dirty.”

She peeked at the system panel, feeling a bit guilty. It didn’t make sense; his loyalty was only barely passing. When his loyalty was low before, she could use the restraint chains at will. Now that it had finally gone up, she felt a bit reluctant. Not because she feared hurting him, but because she was worried the hard-earned favorability would drop again.

“Your Majesty…” Ferran propped himself up, his gaze blurred. Even facing the Queen’s disgusted look, he didn’t feel repulsed; instead, he felt a strange sense of anticipation and excitement. The King was naturally beautiful; even her glares were a feast for the eyes.

—Besides, if the King were truly angry, she would have activated the restraint device already.

Does this mean… the King isn’t that resistant?

His crimson eyes half-lidded, he stared at her. “Your Majesty, I am not dirty. I am still a virgin.”

The sensation of being gripped made him feel like he was about to burst. Ferran gasped for air, apologized, and rubbed against her hand. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty. Can we continue?”

Su Lili stood frozen, not knowing how to respond. This scene was far beyond her experience; she was just an Omega who had recently come of age.

“Lucius! Lucius, come here quickly!” she called out toward the small hall, seeking help from the usually abstinent Grand Priest.

“…” No response.

Only a deep gray shadow was visible on the semi-transparent screen. The shadow moved slowly, stood up, and stepped out from behind the screen. The hall was brightly lit, and the colored light from the stained glass fell exactly at his feet.

She watched him walk into the light. His face was crimson, his gaze wandering, his breathing heavy. He was as wet as if he had just been fished out of water, his white priest robe turned translucent and clinging to his body, revealing everything. He looked as in bad a state as Ferran.

Su Lili hurriedly looked away, her mind in a mess. Zephyrus, Ferran, and now even Lucius… was there nothing else in the brains of these Zerg? Why were they all going into heat one after another?

But… her small face crumpled as a thought drifted in. She wondered if she would have a heat cycle in the future. If she did, and there were no inhibitors here, she would probably have to choose one of these bugs.

—But not right now!

The feeling of being surrounded by the two of them made her skin crawl. Su Lili’s face was stiff as she tried to pull her hand back, but despite her improved constitution, she was still no match for a man. His large hand shackled her wrist. As she struggled blindly, her hand only rubbed against him more, her smooth palm creating more friction.

“So good…” The man’s panting was enough to make one’s heart race.

“Your Majesty…” Lucius also murmured her name. “With two at once, you won’t be able to handle it. Take care of your health, Your Majesty.”

Despite his words, his refined face was full of obsession. He stared straight at their overlapping hands and walked toward her without hesitation.

Help.

He didn’t look like he was coming to help her stop. He looked like he wanted to join in!

Alarm bells rang in her head. Her face burning and her brain buzzing, she finally reached her limit. She squeezed the ring on her finger and barked, “Stop!”

The black restraint chains suddenly snapped tight. Ferran’s wrists were bound behind his back, his prisoner-like posture making his physical arousal undeniable. Lucius was drawing closer, his scorching body temperature raising the already hot room even higher.

Su Lili felt as if she were in a steamer, her pale skin turning hot and pink. The gland at the back of her neck throbbed violently in sync with her heart. She yanked her hand back, turned, and ran out of the room without looking back.