How Long Are You Going to Keep Acting Like A Beta? ABO - Chapter 9
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Shu Qian’s desire instantly vanished at her single sentence. She was glad she was facing away from Qi Qing at that moment. If she had been face-to-face…
Just as she finished that thought, she suddenly felt herself being lifted up. Without warning, she was turned around and was now straddling Qi Qing’s lap, face-to-face with her. Below, the Alpha’s cock was standing straight up, resting against her inner thighs.
Some things you just shouldn’t think about too early. Shu Qian reflected with a blank expression.
The position was almost an embrace, and the heat from their skin touching seemed to make the Omega’s scent evaporate. Qi Qing was a little captivated. She caressed the small of Shu Qian’s back with her fingers. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
After a few seconds of silence, Shu Qian finally spoke, “Does it matter? I’m having sex with you as an Omega, not as an employee.” She suddenly smiled. Using Qi Qing’s shoulder for leverage, she lifted her hips. With her other hand, she grabbed the erect cock and rubbed it haphazardly beneath her until she found the right spot. Then, she slowly lowered herself.
The feeling was completely different from when Qi Qing was on top. The fullness as the tip stretched her vagina walls and the pleasure of the empty canal gradually being filled made Shu Qian unconsciously close her eyes and breathe heavily.
It was too full… Shu Qian felt a little uncomfortable from being stretched. Are all Alphas this big? Or is Qi Qing particularly gifted in this area? It was starting to ache, but there was still a small part of the cock left outside; she couldn’t take it all in.
Qi Qing’s eyes never left her. Seeing Shu Qian take the initiative and use her pussy to slowly swallow the cock, her turbulent desires were like an uncaged beast, ready to break free from its prison. She thrust her hips forward, and they both gasped in unison, as she fully entered the warm nest and embraced Shu Qian.
“You know, my office doesn’t accept Omegas,” Qi Qing said, moving at a very minimal speed, as if she were in a state of tenderness.
The gentle rhythm made Shu Qian a little dazed, but she didn’t lose her sense of reason. She suddenly remembered Qi Qing asking her why her office only hired Betas. She looked up abruptly. “You knew I was… an Omega? Why didn’t you expose me?”
Qi Qing buried her face in the nape of Shu Qian’s neck, breathing in the scent of apples from her gland, as if she were addicted to a drug. “Isn’t it good to have my Omega right by my side?”
“I’m not your Omega.” Shu Qian’s face fell at Qi Qing’s choice of words.
What she hated most was this idea of being a subordinate. It was as if Omegas were born to be subordinate to Alphas and couldn’t have their own lives. Their only purpose was to mate and have children. She believed her abilities were not inferior to any of her Alpha siblings at home, but because she differentiated into an Omega, those excellent qualities were no longer seen. Her only remaining function was to be married off to a family business partner.
Qi Qing heard the disgust in her tone and smiled silently. She rephrased. “Your Alpha needs you to get through the soothing period. And your pheromones are at risk of going out of control, right? The longer we stay together, the less likely it is that your pheromones will get out of control.”
Shu Qian lowered her eyes. She knew Qi Qing was right. But being forced to seek a stranger’s help to hide her Omega identity was already her limit. Running into Qi Qing was an unexpected accident. But for her to become a long-term bed partner with someone she had no feelings for was still hard to accept.
“I told you, following the Health Center’s regimen is enough to greatly reduce…” Before she could finish, the thick thing inside her suddenly thrust hard into her core, making Shu Qian unable to speak.
“That’s not enough.” Qi Qing knew she was about to refuse her again. She put her hands on Shu Qian’s hips, helping her move up and down. More of her cock was exposed, and then it was, without fail, swallowed again.
The thrusting felt so good that Shu Qian’s eyes glazed over. Her body instinctively began to rock, seeking more heat. The large foreign object, with each thrust and pull, rubbed against her passage walls, perfectly soothing the itch deep inside. She was like a flower, waiting to bloom, and she met Qi Qing. Qi Qing’s thrusts made her open her petals, and her body went completely limp.
The transparent fluid squeezed out, making the area where they joined wet. Because of the frequent in-and-out motion, white foam even started to form.
The sounds of their skin slapping together, mixed with the sounds of fluids being squeezed, created a mesmerizing melody.
“You like me so much. Every time I thrust inside, you hold me tightly and refuse to let go. How can just three short days a month be enough?” Qi Qing squeezed her hips, moving viciously, as if she wanted to shrink everything into Shu Qian’s body.
Shu Qian became even more sensitive from her words, and her pussy tightened, unwilling to let her go. But the built-up pleasure had exceeded what her body could handle. She couldn’t help but yell, “No, no… it’s too much.”
“It’s not enough. Last time, I stayed inside you for several days.” Qi Qing kissed her lips affectionately. “Every time, I came so much inside you. If you hadn’t taken the birth control, you’d already be pregnant.” She slowly cooed.
“Aren’t you afraid of your pheromones going out of control? How can three days be enough for treatment? Agree to let me work overtime for you every day. Will you?”
Shu Qian’s mind was a complete blank from pleasure, but upon hearing her say “overtime every day,” she instinctively replied:
“The workweek cannot exceed 48 hours. I don’t want to work overtime anymore.”
Qi Qing paused and laughed out loud. Then, she grabbed her and thrust her hips even harder, pushing her to her climax. In a pool of warm fluid, she thrust deep and released her desires, leaving all of her lust inside Shu Qian.
Quietly feeling the tingling sensation from the cock, Qi Qing leaned on her shoulder. “I’ll be the one working overtime. A 56-hour workweek is no problem.”