Into The Rose Garden Vol. 5 ITRG Volume 5 Chapter 11

Vol. 5 ITRG Volume 5 Chapter 11

Kloff Bend.y.k.e was a man who meticulously upheld his words. He appeared with several doc.u.ments, which he treated as invitations to the estate, to prove his worth.

“Hmph.”

The second time wasn’t any easier than the first. The physiological rejection was a little less. Humans were inevitably creatures of adaptation, but even with these increasingly personal encounters, Aeroc grew increasingly annoyed with the man who was always presenting him with a d.a.m.ned ‘request’, emphasizing at every turn that this was not a relationship in which pure friendship could grow. Aeroc s.n.a.t.c.hed the folder and threw it across the table. He didn’t bother to open it. The amount of profit he had gained was a good indication of the obscenity of what was about to happen. He felt like he was being forced into prost.i.tution. No, Aeroc pretended it wasn’t, but it was. He felt nauseous at the intentionally humiliating means the man was using.

Seeing Aeroc swallow hard his rising anger, Bend.y.k.e pulled the medicine bottle and downed it in one gulp. It was his way of protesting that he was the one being dragged to the slaughter. To his chagrin, Aeroc shot back coldly.

“If you’re so disgusted, why don’t we stop this?”

“Not at all.”

Smiling smugly, the man leaned in close and cupped Aeroc’s face in both hands. Their lips met lightly, and a grimace creased Aeroc’s face.

“Isn’t it you who feel disgusted to face a rotten human like me, Count?”

“You know me well.”

“Knowing you too well is the problem.”

With a brazen smile, Bend.y.k.e ran his hand over the knot of Aeroc’s tie. Long fingers tugged at it in a languid motion. The knot was tight enough that it wouldn’t come undone easily, and the force pulled Aeroc forward. As they pressed together, he could smell the other man’s scent, similar to something dry and natural. It was a mix of the refreshing coolness of marble and the substantial warmth of mahogany. It wasn’t unpleasant, but rather rea.s.suring. He wouldn’t have felt any aversion to that rea.s.surance, if only the owner of that scent wasn’t an irritating human named Bend.y.k.e.

“Huhhh.”

It seemed like it wasn’t only Aeroc who was sensitive to the scent. Bend.y.k.e moved with the deftness of a predator gauging the urgency of its prey. Instead of hugging and nuzzling like a baby, he wrapped his arms around Aeroc lightly. The tight cage of his long limbs effectively cut off all escape.

“You don’t have to be so nervous, it’s not going to change anything.”

“I wish you’d shut up. There’s no need to add chatter to your vulgarity.”

Aeroc replied in a low whisper and an equally stealthy voice. The other chuckled, his ribcage rumbling. Bend.y.k.e rested his cheek against Aeroc’s head full of blonde hair. Aeroc twisted his head slightly against the weight, and a light kiss fell on his temple.

“I didn’t know you’d be so cute, it would have been great if I knew this before.”

“That would only be great for you.”

“I don’t think so.”

Arrogant eyes bore into Aeroc’s. The other man flaunted the superiority of his large body, his fingertips tiresomely pressing into the center of Aeroc’s tense back. The high-quality, fine-grained fabric didn’t even make a sound. The touch was surprisingly delicate, tracing the tiny muscles of Aeroc’s back like a wave over the curve of a pebble. A languid sigh escaped his tightly pressed lips. If Aeroc was smoking a cigarette, Bend.y.k.e would have his lips curled into a thin smile as he retraced the path of the long stream of smoke.

The outer surface of the parted lips dried quickly under the hot breath. But through the opening, a slick tongue moistened the rough surface, and Aeroc couldn’t remember how many deep, tongue-in-cheek kisses they had shared now. But it was all too familiar. Every bit of alpha pride he’d built up was chipped away. Aeroc stretched out his arms to hold onto his mate, unable to support himself otherwise. The devil’s kiss paralyzed his soul and body simultaneously.

A low nasal sound resonated, accompanied by a thin chuckle. The more absorbed Aeroc became in the kiss, the more he realized the pleasure the other derived from it. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to stop. He hadn’t expected to feel so much pleasure from contact with another alpha.

“Hmm.”

“Hoo.”

Their lips parted, then overlapped again. The narrowed eyes could barely contain only the other. As the hazy contours cleared, the man’s distinct features seemed to pour forth. His face, with its slight asymmetry and appropriate arrogance, was the pinnacle of masculinity that the G.o.ds had in mind.

Despite his dislike of lowly personalities, the s.e.x appeal possessed by the human named Bendike was undeniably exceptional. Coming from a rural background with no connections within the capital, his ease of entry into prestigious social circles was not explained by mere financial management skills. A man with an intense aura that stood out wherever he went, and a dangerous, dark side that was only subtly revealed, had a way of capturing the attention of people in any time or s.p.a.ce. Although Aeroc wanted to resist that enchantment, he was just a human with no way to escape.

“Ha…… ummm.”

After allowing a brief pause, Bend.y.k.e’s tongue took over his mouth again, its wild flicks tinged with sinister desire. It quickly penetrated the capillaries beneath the mucous membranes it touched. The flames quickly spread his whole body. As the large hand explored the intimate area through the waist, Aeroc hurriedly began to undress the opponent. His anger had long since evaporated in the flames of pa.s.sion.

Or perhaps it was just the misconception of excessive s.e.xual innocence.

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