Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land?

“Ah…Ugh….”

She clasped her mouth shut as she tried to bear the pain with her eyes tightly closed.

“Is it that hard?” he asked, concern in his eyes.

She opened her eyes and glared at Baron’s frustrating words, “Baron… It’s like a fucking horse!”

“…I’m sorry,” came his immediate reply, his face apologetic, “I couldn’t seem to control myself once I began. I never expected it to feel this good…”

“…”

His gentle apology rendered Seira speechless. In fact, whether he put it in slowly or not, it would’ve probably hurt the same. The main problem wasn’t the pace – his manhood was just too big for her! There wasn’t even a way to reduce its size even with magic.

Has he always been this gifted since he was born? Seira could only guess as much.

“Come on…” Seira gestured for him as he raised his torso upright. “Come on here, Baron.”

He did as he was told, leaning over and clasping her body as he supported his weight with his elbow. Seira’s eyes softened for a fraction of a second, as his face came close to the tip of her nose.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and licked his lower lip. Expecting a kiss, Baron leaned further forward to put his lips closer. And then the moment he parted his lips, all of a sudden, a sharp pain shot through him.

Seira bit his lip until it bled!

“…!”

She then licked his lower lip, her eyes staring intently at his bright yellow eyes. Seira sucked at the wound continuously, swallowing blood that formed into droplets. It wasn’t until his wound healed several moments later and the blood stopped that she finally let go of his lips.

“As expected, one of your secondary abilities was regeneration,” Seira muttered under her voice.

She’d experienced the same thing in the past. In the same way, a pureblooded alpha’s blood could take away pain as if they were the most effective painkillers. This was originally something direct descendants of the imperial family had. But of course, it wasn’t as good as Calrad’s, but Baron’s blood was strong as well.

Baron stared at her with a drunk look on his face. He closed his eyes and opened them to see her lips wet and shiny.

Power didn’t matter to him now. If she’d ask him to confess, he’d willingly tell her everything about his powers and how he used them.

Seira swallowing his Alpha blood meant a lot to Baron. It gave him hope that she might want to imprint with him. Did she want to be subordinated to him forever? Did she want to possess him entirely?

Just imagining the possibilities made him crazy.

He hurriedly kissed her lips deeply, which tasted of his own blood from biting him earlier. Seira’s pupils dilated with the ravenous way he kissed her, his alpha pheromones exploding wildly with each touch.

Baron’s unrestrained pheromones were unlike anything she had ever experienced. Even more was his giant body that pressed on her helplessly. He was like a hungry beast that crushed his captured prey, chewing her through his pheromones as if devouring her flesh.

“Ugh…” Seira groaned as she was exposed to his pheromones that exposed his rawest desires.

Her body became sensitive to all his sensuous touches. His tongue scratched the roof of her mouth, and the sense of climax soared even higher.

Baron began to move his waist when he felt her quim flinch and started to become wet.

All reason left his eyes that flashed a dangerous golden yellow, a great contrast to his deep blue hair. His desire to eat up the Omega drenched in his pheromones was all that persisted in his mind.

With that greedy instinct, he savaged the inside of her womanhood. Her body was almost pushed up as he pounded deeper inside her. Of course, he didn’t let her get away from him. He snaked one arm around her waist and followed her relentlessly.

“Uh, yes, ugh…!”

His excessively large shaft, the hideously bumpy veins, at this very moment, was the reason her orgasm hastened. He couldn’t help himself at all. Even though he was clueless without the slightest technique, her body still trembled with all the sensations he gave her, and her eyes turned white.

“Oh, my…”

He didn’t stop moving even as she felt her insides get rammed to a climax. Suddenly, he grabbed and pulled out his sticky manhood, and cold-bloodedly inserted it up to her roots.

“Baron…” Seira gasped.

She held him by the forearm, blinking away tears filled with extreme pleasure.

“Just a little bit, hngh, slowly… please!” she begged.

Tracing her falling tears, Baron stopped his savage ways. He slowed down pushing and pulling as he started kissing her all over her face.

“Seira…” he groaned with a sigh. “Am I really holding you?”

Perhaps it wasn’t the right thing to ask considering how their bodies were intertwined passionately. He was rubbing her again, making her thighs open wider to let him move to his content.

The wild sensations painfully stimulated Seira, bees swarming inside her stomach. He didn’t relax at all as he attacked her conspicuously, making her peak again with his constant wanton touches.

“Uh-huh…”

He tilted his head slowly as he looked down at her. She moaned for a long time, and Baron buried his face into the nook of her slender neck, kissing her tenderly. Their scents were heavily mixed together in a flurry of pure passion.

Baron grabbed her hand which had clutched on his forearm and shoulder. He grabbed her hands and their fingers intertwined as Baron forcefully pressed them down above her head. It was truly difficult to control himself – especially when it came to Seira.