Crazy A Married Life

#35

Realizing the craziness of Taemin’s words, Idam finally struggled to break free. But it was futile, like a butterfly caught in a spider’s web. Why did the thunder have to strike at this timing? And why did he always seek Taemin’s embrace at times like this? It was foolish.

“Why are you squirming so much? Hmm?”

Taemin whispered gently, burying his nose in Idam’s nape and taking a deep breath. The stimulation caused Idam’s pheromones to spread more thickly. Then his lips began to suck on Idam’s nape. It seemed the “chewing” he craved was about to begin.

“CEO, I just did that because I was startled by the thunder…”

Idam tried to argue, not wanting to give the wrong impression.

“Hmm.”

Taemin lifted his head from Idam’s nape and looked into his eyes.

“You’re lying.”

“It’s true…”

“Idam-ssi is a liar. I can’t trust you.”

“Why am I a liar? I’m not.”

“You deceived me when we first met.”

“That’s…”

Of course, he had given a fake name and trait at that time.

But Taemin had also deceived him by using the name Han Jiwoo, so they were equal. Moreover, Idam had never done anything bad enough to be called a liar. He felt wronged.

“Then tell me honestly if your memory has returned.”

“…Ah.”

Idam groaned, feeling even more like crying. He wanted to keep claiming memory loss, but the water was already spilled and couldn’t be gathered back. Moreover, if he didn’t agree to this, it seemed sex would immediately follow.

“Yes… I remember everything now.”

“How nice it is when you speak like this.”

Taemin smiled with satisfaction and began sucking on his nape again. His tongue movements were even more sensual than before.

“Ugh!”

Idam felt a tingling in his lower abdomen. At the same time, the area between his buttocks became damp. He felt like he was losing strength in his entire body, like a marionette with cut strings. He desperately started pushing against Taemin’s shoulders.

“CEO… p-please stop…”

But Taemin crushed Idam’s resistance and embraced him.

“Why are you moving so much? Hmm?”

“I… I answered honestly. P-please stop.”

Idam clearly showed his unwillingness to have sex. But Taemin was just stroking Idam’s forehead. His touch was meticulous, like a doctor examining a patient.

“Your fever is starting to rise again because of your heat cycle.”

There he goes again with this talk. Now it seemed he was using the heat cycle as an excuse to do bad things to him. Idam felt he needed to correct his assertion.

“C-CEO, I told you I’m an extremely heated omega, so I don’t have heat cycles.”

“You’re mistaken about that. My friend is an omega specialist, and he says that even extremely heated omegas have heat cycles.”

“You’re… you’re not lying?”

Idam asked back, as if getting revenge for Taemin calling him a liar earlier.

“Of course not.”

Taemin nodded as if he was innocent.

Earlier, Taemin had thoroughly washed the unconscious Idam and laid him on the bed. Then Im Hoyoung, called by Secretary Kang, came and started examining him.

‘His fever is high and his pheromone levels are strong. How old is this omega?’

‘Twenty years old.’

‘Wow. He’s so young. Then this must be his first heat cycle. Extremely heated omegas are different from other traits, they experience their first heat after becoming adults.’

‘Really? That’s unusual.’

‘It’s because it’s not a complete trait. So even if they have heat cycles, the chance of pregnancy is almost zero. They’re infertile.’

As Im Hoyoung explained, his complexion gradually worsened.

‘Can I leave now? I’m feeling nauseous again…’

The same symptoms he had shown at the hotel last time were repeating. He immediately showed signs of vomiting and ran out. Taemin found Im Hoyoung somehow pathetic.

He himself was feeling energized because of this sweet pheromone. It was truly mind-boggling. And he could sense, apart from the information Secretary Kang had gathered about Idam’s past, what kind of life this omega had lived…

‘For extremely heated omegas, regular suppressants don’t work. They need custom-made ones for their constitution. Also, for the first heat cycle, it’s better for the uterus to resolve it through intercourse rather than suppressants. An alpha’s pheromones are the best for omegas.’

Im Hoyoung continued his explanation from outside the door, sounding out of breath.

Taemin had already made up his mind to devour Idam, but thanks to Im Hoyoung, his resolve strengthened even more. So he removed the blanket covering Idam and examined his body. His pink nipples were fully erect. Spreading his thighs, he saw that below his smooth genitals, without a single pubic hair, his perineum was completely wet. It was the space he had failed to claim last time.

Taemin caressed the entrance of the hole with his thick fingers. It was moist, as if begging to take in a large cock. The pheromones were extremely thick, and the sweet scent was overwhelming. His body was desperate to be devoured. As a result, Taemin’s dirty instincts awoke.

He could have twisted Idam’s neck to subdue him and inserted his genitals immediately, but wanting to show kindness, he wanted to induce Idam to spread his body willingly.

So Taemin relayed to Idam what he had heard from Im Hoyoung.

“They say your heat cycle has come because my baby has become an adult now.”

“The doctor I knew never said anything like that.”

“That doctor must have been a quack.”

Taemin asserted, then pushed Idam’s shoulders to make him lie down again. He immediately climbed on top of him. However, he was kneeling so that his weight wouldn’t press down on Idam. Until now, Taemin had mounted alphas in bed without restraint. Those alphas were as bulky as him.

But Idam was different. Small head, thin neck, slender body. He was like a fairy incarnate, and Taemin felt that if he treated him like other alphas, he might break. So he was being uncharacteristically careful.

Taemin immediately took off the robe he was wearing. His broad shoulders and sculpted muscles were revealed. Below his chiseled abdomen, lush pubic hair was visible, and between it, his thick genitals made their appearance.

Gasp.

Idam was shocked. Although it wasn’t the first time he had seen it, its form was still surprising. He remembered it wasn’t this beastly in size before. Taemin’s genitals, thicker than Idam’s forearm, had prominent veins bulging like embedded beads.

Feeling overwhelmed, Idam tried to turn his head away. But Taemin’s hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Idam’s chin, forcing eye contact.

“Usually, I don’t care about the other person’s consent. If I’m aroused, I just do it.”

He was openly saying that he usually enjoys rape. He’s truly insane. Idam’s already frightened complexion turned even paler.

“But last time, I was considerate because Idam-ssi said you believed in premarital chastity. Right?”

Taemin asked Idam as if seeking agreement. It was as if he was emphasizing that he was a good man. Why was he saying this? Since it was true that he had stopped having sex, Idam nodded.

“But we’re married now. There’s nothing strange about us being like this.”

What? Idam was shocked at his claim.

If it were a marriage born out of mutual love and following normal procedures, his claim would be right. But that wasn’t the case now.

“I… I only temporarily agreed because you said your father was pushing for a political marriage. And I needed the money too.”

Idam had anticipated that this kind of physical relationship might occur when he borrowed 350 million won from Taemin. So he had decided that if they were to engage in such acts, he would need to be careful about controlling his pheromones.

But now, at this moment, he didn’t know what might happen during sex. He wanted to avoid and refuse as much as possible.

“Of course I have my circumstances, but Idam-ssi, you also wished for married life back at that hotel. So it’s justifiable for us to have sex.”

That was something Idam had said because he thought Taemin might actually propose marriage when he kept trying to claim his body. However, he couldn’t reveal his true feelings, so he could only painfully bite his lips.

“Now, answer me again, Idam-ssi. Do you want to have sex with me? Or do you want your ankle broken? I’m giving you a choice because I don’t want to rape you.”

Taemin fiddled with Idam’s ankle. It felt as if he was lightly slicing with a blade, making it ache unnecessarily. Tears welled up in Idam’s eyes as his fear reached its peak.

“You’re bad… hic.”

Idam burst into tears once again. He felt resentful and upset at Taemin for forcing such an unreasonable choice on him. But Taemin looked at Idam as if entranced, with eyes wet with lust.

“Am I bad?”

“Yes. Bad.”

Idam answered, mumbling, then caught himself. He regretted revealing his true feelings so impulsively.

“I see. So I’m bad.”

Repeating Idam’s words like a parrot, Taemin’s lips curled up. Rather than being offended by Idam’s words, his expression suggested he found it unbearably cute. Eventually, he turned his gaze away from Idam and looked towards the door.

“Secretary Kang, bring it in.”

At the same time, heavy footsteps were heard, and the door opened to reveal Secretary Kang. It seemed he had been waiting on standby. In his hands was a black toolbox. Idam tensed up, wondering what horrible sight he would face next.

Secretary Kang respectfully placed the toolbox on the floor, opened the lid, and took out objects, placing them on the bed. A saw, a jackknife, a hammer – all brutal tools.

“Eek!”

Idam was startled and trembled violently. News stories about body disposal cases flashed through his mind. He felt even more despondent, thinking he might become the protagonist of such a story today. After bringing in these shocking items, Secretary Kang promptly left.

Taemin looked at the tools as if he were in a jewelry shop, with an air of elegance, then picked up the saw. He immediately placed it against Idam’s ankle.

“Shall I cut with this?”

“No… I…”

“Or…”

Next, he put down the saw and picked up the hammer. The solid-looking metal seemed capable of shattering anything in an instant.

“Shall I smash the bone first with this?”

He said these brutal words nonchalantly while giving a beautiful eye smile.