Chapter 171: Second World: Wen Qinxi's Gets Marked (NSFW)

A few mouths ago if you were to ask Wen Qinxi if he would ever do this kind of thing he would have cursed you out six generations over even your great-great-great-grandmother wouldn't be spared. Never in a billion years would he have thought he would be in this kind of situation clinging to his boss like a octopus and not just an regular octopus, an octopus in heat. This he could only describe as shameful or embarrassing but in this moment he didn't give a shit his face as red as tomato moaning unrestrainedly while Qie Ranzhe peeled his clothes off layer by layer not forgetting to tease him along the way.

He knew if this ever got out, the women in his entire building and all his CEO's fan girls would join arms and do the infamous 'bra burning' protest or even set him alight using their bras as a fire source and brand him a witch or in this case a vixen. But this vixen right now, didn't care convincing himself that this was a necessary psychological treatment to get his boss out of the game.

The pheromones didn't permit for this line of thought to continue as he was soon drawn into soul sucking sea of pleasure. Qie Ranzhe was like a villainous beast biting and sucking on his lips while skillfully undressing him at the same time not forgetting to caress him in the process. In a flash, Zhao Xieshu was lying naked beneath him crying out to him to touch him.

Like a narcissist enjoying his own handiwork he towered over Zhao Xieshu after shedding off his own clothes admiring the smooth red skin itching for his touch, itching for his gentle caress. "Baby you are so fuckin sexy," he said tracing Zhao Xieshu's skin with his fingertip teasing him to the point that it became unbearable especially when he circled the prince's stimulated nipples. Wen Qinxi almost wished he could press Qie Ranzhe down and speed up the process but he couldn't on account of his weak body so he could only voice his grievances in a not so polite way.

"Ran-ge will stop fuckin around already and do me," he said his chest heaving violently which in Qie Ranzhe's eyes was simple provocation. The Marshal couldn't hold back either but he wanted to hear him beg for it so he leaned down to kiss Zhao Xieshu's nipples and lick the delicate skin surrounding them. He soon lost his composure sucking on them his slithering warm tongue flicking, licking and rolling around that peak that seemed to length with each tease. One look at him and you did think he was sucking on a lollipop enjoying.

Wen Qinxi didn't hold himself back with his omega pheromones following like an endless river with lewd sounds spilling from his mouth that the empty warship was soon filled with these conspicuous sounds. He felt weak but could still raise his chest towards Qie Ranzhe's mouth a silent plea to be sucked hard.

"Daddy Ran.....I want you....I want you to....ah!" he begged feeling itchy all over with slick seeping out his omega parts.

Qie Ranzhe's eyes darkened as he abruptly stopped, whispering to him in a deep magnetic voice that tugged on Wen Qinxi's heart strings, "You want me to do what?"

Wen Qinxi whose source of pleasure had been cut of at short notice couldn't stand it. "I want you to fuck me. Fuck me daddy Ran," he said his appearance tantalizing enough to drive Qie Ranzhe insane. Coupled with the aphrodisiac omega pheromones filling the atmosphere with its sweet scent, Qie Ranzhe couldn't restrain himself.

"Fuck!" he muttered spreading Zhao Xieshu's legs apart and shoved his thick hard member into the slick filled carvern that immediately clamped down on his cock with the omega beneath him tensing up a little.

"Gentle.....ah.....fuck...Ran-ge be fuckin gentle," said the man who feared pain the most.

Qie Ranzhe listened to him and used the last bit of self-restraint left to gently ease him into it while asking, "Is it painful?...Baby endure it little longer. It will soon feel good," in gentle yet restive tone.

Actually, it was painful as it was his first time after all but the slick flowing like the river nile and musky jasmine like alpha pheromones, his hole easily opened up and with a few thrusts the pain he dreaded disappeared replaced by an overwhelming euphoric feeling.

"Ah.....," he moaned while biting his lower lip in a seductive way. This was a golden ticket for Qie Ranzhe snapping the last shred of his self-restraint. In a loud groan he shoved his entire thick member into the hot slippery crevice. He soon fell into an untamed thrusting rhythm pounding again and again at Zhao Xieshu's sensitive spot with the slick dripping on the silk sheets. The entire warship was filled with squelching wet pa pa pa sounds and loud conspicuous noises that couldn't be mistaken.

Wen Qinxi had never experienced such excessive pleasure before. He now understood why Qie Ranzhe insisted on having this erotic session with pheromones involved. It intensified the amount of pleasure that came from being screwed senseless by his partner. Under constant provocation of his sensitive spot from the intense pounding a massive erotic tension began to accumulate as his body approached the peak of his sexual excitement.

Desperate to relieve some of that tension and instigate a quick release, he touch his own member that had been neglected but wasn't complaining and attempted to stroke his way to bliss but Qie Ranzhe grasped his wrist reprimanding him, "Not allowed," while magnifying the rate of his thrusts till Wen Qinxi had no strength left to help himself anymore. Out of nowhere an electric like current coursed through his entire body as he climaxed, the kind of climax that couldn't be described well with words. The fierce stimulus from his orgasim had him cry out Qie Ranzhe's name his body covulsing in pleasure.