I pushed Jin-Yeok down on the bed, got on top of him, and asserted dominance, huhu. I kissed his lips softly and slowly.

His hand found the back of my neck, sliding down my skin and sending shivers over me as I nibbled on his lower lip.

"Hmm," I shivered.

"Do you like it when I touch you?" He whispered over our lips, his voice adding to the shivers. "Want me to touch you more?"

Yes, yes I would but...

"No need," I said and kissed him even more deeply, trying to take control of the moment but no matter what I did, he got the upper hand and led the kiss, despite being below me.

"You smell nice, Jo-Pil." He said, his voice rasped against my lips. "And you smell like some other men." His tone went dangerously low at that part and my lips curled.

"Can you blame me?" I asked. "I don’t belong to one man alone."

"Yes, you’re right." He held my shoulder, pressing me down and pressing his face into the crook of my neck. He sniffed me deeply, trying to get a deeper smell of my Pheromones to override that of Seo-Jun and Ki-hoon. "I can’t blame you, but I can claim you."

With that, he bit my neck.

It startled me at first and a gasp escaped my lips. He bit hard, but not so hard that I would bleed.

What was he doing?

"J-Jin—master," I called and he said,

"Don’t call me that." He licked the spot he bit and repeated the action, as if planning to leave a permanent mark on me. "Call me what we agreed on."

What we... Agreed on?

I gulped and felt that tingly sensation building up in the pit of my belly. The place he bit and licked felt hot. He wasn’t marking me, was he?

His actions were rather bizarre, but one thing I knew was that he had no plans of harming me.

With a red need face and shaking hands gripping the sheets, I said,

"D-daddy, go easy on me, will you?"

My words made him shiver. I felt the way he shivered against my body, like he had been doused with cold water.

"Huff," he breathed heavily, once again burying his face in the crook of my neck. "Jo-Pil," he called. "Jo-Pil..."

"Yes... Daddy?"

"Argh, you’re such a naughty boy, Jo-Pil, going out with other men and having fun without me," he rasped. "I want to punish you."

My heart quaked and I swallowed hard. He was falling hard into the role play that I was beginning to get scared that he would actually punish me.

I bit my lip. Was it really fear or was it curiosity?

How would he punish me? What would he do to punish me?

"Naughty boy, look at that expression on your face." He said, glancing at my face.

Expression on my face? What was he talking about? My expression should be normal though.

But it wasn’t. There was this excited look plastered on my reddened face, and eyes that were looking forward to the unknown.

"Haha, you’ve changed a lot since the last time I saw you," he said and licked my neck. "I just want to mess you up."

"Hah, Daddy," I gripped the sheets tightly, my knuckles turning white. "How... How will you punish me?"

And then he paused, looking at me like he did not expect those words to come from my mouth. It seemed like he was just saying those words for saying sake but in the end... How could he say no to that?

His lips curled and the monster stuck in his pants twitched.

"You want me to punish you, huh? Then, why don’t we start like this?" He rolled me over in an instant and got on top of me.

He knelt right in front of my face, taking off his belt and unzipping his pants.

The monster fell, casting its thick, long shadow over my face.

"Why don’t we start with you giving this thing a good nice lick?"

I don’t know if Jin-Yeok heard of my recent ’activities’ concerning sucking of cocks but he sure knew how to lay on the table exactly what I wanted.

This activated the lust demon within me and I gripped his cock, my brown eyes glowing a bright pink in the center.

"Sure," I said, sticking out my tongue and taking in the taste of his masculinity. "Whatever you want."

Jin-Yeok could not handle the sight. He was super turned on and watching me lick his cock like I was literally hungry for it made his head blow up with immense lust.

"It’s not a punishment if I let you take your sweet time, you know." He said and then grabbed it, pressing it to my lips. "You’re going to have to take it all in. Can you do that?" He brushed my hair with his other hand and I nodded.

"Yes, I think I can," I said, though that was just me saying it, since I haven’t exactly succeeded in taking any of my master’s cock deep inside my mouth.

But something in me felt confident. If it’s like this, in this position... I feel I can take all of him inside.

"Then, I’ll start," I said and sucked in his tip.

Jin-Yeok bit his lower lip, watching as I took his cock steadily in my mouth.

"Jo-Pil," he suddenly called and I looked at him. "Forgive me, but I have the sudden urge to insult you. Don’t take it personally."

What did that mean?

He lowered his body and said,

"You’re taking my cock so well in your mouth like a little slut. Tell me, how many times have those other Alphas fucked your mouth like this?"

My core shuddered. So this was what he meant when he said he had the sudden urge to insult me. I didn’t feel offended, but rather, given the situation we were in... It felt erotic and actually... Turned me on?

I must be crazy.

No, I must be a real slut... Just like Jin-Yeok said.