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This year's spring rain is very strange, like in summer, always varying in intensity, stopping for a while, then continuing again, unpredictable.
Wang Yibo rode through the rain, holding an umbrella with one hand, walking beside Xiao Zhan's carriage. Occasionally, when the wind blew, he could smell the fragrance wafting from behind the carriage curtains, a wave of it hitting his senses. Xiao Zhan inside the carriage was very quiet, only occasionally coughing once or twice.
Before long, the torrential rain turned into a light drizzle. The young man who had been driving the carriage for Xiao Zhan slowed down, turned his head to look at Wang Yibo, who was riding beside him and had already put away his umbrella.
"Young Master, this horse is already overworked. I think if we keep going like this, it might cause some problems. The rain has stopped; how about we take a short break?"
"Yeah. That sounds good."
"Alright."
Wang Yibo glanced at the listless horse and nodded in agreement.
The young man jumped off the carriage, led the horse to a large tree by the roadside, tied it there, and then said, "Young master, I'm going to find some food and water for the horse. You and the young master can rest here."
Wang Yibo replied with a "good," dismounted from the horse, tied it up under the big tree, and stood outside Xiao Zhan's carriage. From the moment the carriage stopped until now, there hadn't been a single sound from behind the curtain. If it weren't for the strong, enticing fragrance that could still be smelled up close, Wang Yibo would almost think there was no one behind it at all.
He stood in front of the curtain, wondering whether he should check the situation, and tentatively spoke up: "Cousin, are you well?", "Do you want to come out and get some fresh air?"
Silence.
"The rain has stopped now, your horses are too tired, and I'm afraid they might lose control if we keep going. Let's take a break, let the horses eat something, and then head home."
Silence.
"Xiao Zhan?"
Silence.
At this point, Wang Yibo's courtesy and patience towards the son of his mother's close friend were all but exhausted. Before coming here, he only knew that he had to pick up someone named Xiao Zhan, whose mother was his mother's best friend.
The Xiao family runs a spice shop, and their spices are very famous, deeply loved by wealthy noble ladies. Even the current Grand Princess often sends people to purchase them. Other shops tried to imitate and create similar spices, but none could reach the level of the Xiao family's.
For a time, with the unique skill of incense-making, the Xiao family gained great fame in the capital, and many young ladies from noble families sent their servants to specially procure incense. However, the good times didn't last long; many of the popular unique fragrances could only be made by Madame Xiao, who passed away last year due to illness.
Xiao Zhan is her only son. Although he now manages the spice shop, he is not a formidable figure.
Apart from having the skill of making incense, he has a very gentle and reclusive personality, avoiding interactions with people in the business world. Over time, the connections that his mother had accumulated gradually faded away.
This time, he said he wanted the Wang family to take care of and guide him so that their family's spice shop could open in the capital.
Wang Yibo stood in front of the curtain, secretly sneering.
He was never a person who particularly cared about manners and etiquette. His willingness to treat Xiao Zhan with courtesy was merely out of respect for his mother—everyone knew that even though Wang Yibo was notorious in the business world for being ruthless and unfeeling, he was also one of the most filial sons.
If Mrs. Wang were to ask for the moon, her son would probably go and fetch it for her.
'I don't know what they're trying to show off about. It's just a sickly person from a fallen family.'
Frowning, Wang Yibo smelled the rich fragrance continuously wafting from behind the curtain, feeling an inexplicable sense of irritation and unease. If Xiao Zhan really wanted to act like this on their first meeting, he didn't need to be polite with him.
Swish.
Wang Yibo reached out and directly pulled aside the curtain that was covering his view. The sweet scent mixed with the smell of grass instantly filled the surrounding air, enveloping Wang Yibo to the point of almost suffocating him. He saw a shadow curled up under the blanket at the back of the carriage, trembling violently and continuously emitting suppressed, faint gasps.
Wang Yibo lifted his leg and jumped directly onto the carriage, stepping into the carriage behind the curtain. The carriage swayed, and the person under the blanket seemed to realize someone had entered, curling up even tighter and trembling like a leaf in the wind.
"What's going on?" Wang Yibo suppressed the unease and restlessness enveloped by the fragrance in this confined space, approached the curled-up Xiao Zhan, and directly reached out to pull off the blanket covering his head.
In one go, he couldn't pull it off; the person under the blanket was pulling it down with all their might, as if in a tug-of-war.
"What on earth are you doing?!" Finally, Wang Yibo completely lost his patience. He yanked the blanket off Xiao Zhan with a swift motion.
"You..." The anger that was about to be expressed was completely stifled the moment he saw Xiao Zhan.
Wang Yibo discovered that the fragrance that had been troubling him all along was actually coming from Xiao Zhan. Xiao Zhan's hair was dishevelled on his forehead, his whole body was trembling as he lay sideways, his eyes unfocused and filled with panic. His lips were bitten to the point of bleeding, and his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just cried in pain.
Xiao Zhan really felt like he was going crazy. The medication he originally brought to suppress his heat period was damaged by the dampness at the relay station, rendering most of its efficacy useless.
They arrived at the prince's mansion a day and a half later than planned, causing him to go into heat directly in the carriage.
Since discovering at sixteen that he had this omega constitution, Xiao Zhan has made countless efforts to get rid of it, but in the end, apart from continuously taking suppressive drugs harmful to his body, there was no other way.
Such a physique, if it were in a woman, would be considered one of the best among the best, and surely thousands of men would come to pursue her. But Xiao Zhan is a man. He is naturally reserved and originally knew very little about matters between men and women. He never expected that he was born with such a special physique, a physique destined to be controlled and manipulated by others.
The blanket that covered the pheromone scent was lifted by Wang Yibo, and Xiao Zhan instantly smelled the same strong scent coming from Wang Yibo. It was completely different from his own, but it carried a deadly attractive masculine aura.
He was terrified and wanted to dodge, but he found that Wang Yibo seemed to have discovered something strange, pinning one of his legs down so he couldn't move.
"Whimper."
Xiao Zhan couldn't speak, sobbing and making a sound that seemed like begging for mercy, weakly reaching out to push Wang Yibo away. But as soon as his fingers barely touched the side of Wang Yibo's hand, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but cry out. Just that light touch made him feel his rear hole continuously leaking out arousal pheromones, the scent of which was overwhelmingly strong, intensifying the fragrance even more.
He was too scared. Since his first heat, he had relied on medication and isolating himself to get through it. Even though it was extremely painful, at least he didn't have to endure the loss of control of being possessed by someone.
But now, Wang Yibo was exuding a complete allure, half-pressing on him. In this cramped space, Xiao Zhan felt like he was about to break down. All the suppressive drugs had failed, and he didn't know what to do. He covered his face, not daring to open his eyes, tears seeping through his fingers.
"Look at me." His hands were pushed away by Wang Yibo and pressed directly to the sides of his head, forcing Xiao Zhan to meet Wang Yibo's sharp eyes.
"Are you in heat? Are you an omega?"
Xiao Zhan had no strength to struggle at all. He desperately shook his head, then foolishly nodded, not even knowing what he wanted to express. The wrist held down by Wang Yibo felt like it was on fire, making Xiao Zhan's heart race with anxiety. The emptiness deep within his body drove him to lose his mind, and the itchiness in his back hole was driving him crazy.
He cried until his eyes were red, looking at the person beneath him, wanting him to do something, but also fearing what he might do.
Wang Yibo watched Xiao Zhan writhing under him, tears forced out by pain streaming from his dazed eyes, his face so red it seemed like it might bleed, his neck arched high, his mouth letting out soft and heavy gasps, and the continuous fragrance emanating from his body.
So beautiful, how could there be such a beautiful person? Wang Yibo never thought of himself as someone with strong desires. Even the courtesans who were said to be the most beautiful in the capital, he had never been infatuated with.
But now, looking at Xiao Zhan with a hint of desperate beauty, a strong sense of possessiveness surged within him. Wang Yibo lowered his head, leaned close to Xiao Zhan's ear, and brushed against it lightly, almost teasingly.
"Since Young Master Xiao is so upset, why don't I come and help you?"
"No, no." Xiao Zhan struggled in fear, but because his body was weak, he couldn't resist Wang Yibo. He didn't want to let someone take over his body like this, didn't want to become someone who relied on a man. But deep within his body, it was as if he were bewitched. Every inch of skin touched by Wang Yibo was screaming with comfort and delight.
His neck was roughly licked by Wang Yibo, the most intense pheromone spot was both itchy and comfortable. Xiao Zhan's legs were pinned on either side of Wang Yibo's body, spread wide apart, one leg being stroked by Wang Yibo from the ankle all the way to the thigh, trembling so much he couldn't stand.
"Have you never been with a man?" Wang Yibo licked the pecks on Xiao Zhan's chest, rubbing his lips back and forth, making Xiao Zhan whimper.
"None."
The man's rough hands caressed Xiao Zhan's delicate waist, moving directly to his rear, and the sensation was completely different from his own hands. Wang Yibo's hands were larger and had calluses from riding and practicing swordsmanship. Each caress made more of Xiao Zhan's juices seep out, and the scent became increasingly intense.
"So fragrant." Wang Yibo rubbed his nose against Xiao Zhan's ear, took a deep breath, lifted one of Xiao Zhan's legs, and directly inserted the swollen member inside.
Xiao Zhan was having a man entering his body for the first time. Wang Yibo's astonishing size brutally stretched his untouched rear entrance. Even with the previous lubrication, it still hurt Xiao Zhan so much that he cried out again.
"It seems you really haven't been with a man before." Wang Yibo pulled up one of Xiao Zhan's hands to block his view, forcing him to look at him. His lower body began to move slowly, but it didn't seem enough. Wang Yibo then thrust forcefully a few more times, making Xiao Zhan's head almost hit the wooden board of the carriage.
Why is it so tight and hot?
The lower body was tightly enveloped by Xiao Zhan's warm and moist rear, the entire length immersed in Xiao Zhan's juices. The wet yet extremely tight sensation made Wang Yibo feel so good he could hardly hold back. Since it was their first time, Xiao Zhan was so nervous that whenever Wang Yibo moved, he would clench tightly, crying out in a moaning voice, "So good," and then "No." This lewd yet pitiful expression made Wang Yibo almost climax several times.
Before long, Xiao Zhan completely adapted to Wang Yibo. He felt the sensitive spot in his back hole being constantly prodded, the overwhelming pleasure almost making him pass out. He clung to Wang Yibo's neck, trying hard not to make a sound, feeling Wang Yibo's thickness repeatedly entering and exiting his back hole, soaking the entire blanket.
"Is it comfortable to have sex with me?" Wang Yibo pulled Xiao Zhan closer, kissing him while suddenly asking.
"Wow, so good, harder..."Xiao Zhan lost his mind from the intense experience, sitting on Wang Yibo like a wanton, moving frantically. For the first time, he realized that the uncontrollable physical reactions during estrus, once satisfied, were indeed incomparable to any drug—complete relaxation and pleasure that spread to every pore.
"Do you know why having sex with me feels so good?" Wang Yibo didn't seem to give up, flipping Xiao Zhan over and pinning him down again. His lips pressed against Xiao Zhan's forehead, breathing heavily, the massive object forcefully thrusting into Xiao Zhan's dripping entrance.
"Because I am an alpha."
Like casually mentioning the weather, Wang Yibo said this sentence nonchalantly. Xiao Zhan suddenly tensed up all over, a huge wave of pleasure surged from the point of connection, shooting straight to the top of his head. He controlled his scream and climaxed, and Wang Yibo, unable to hold back from being squeezed, released himself inside him.
The rain started falling again, pattering on the roof of the carriage. The fragrance on Xiao Zhan gradually faded away, leaving only the musky scent of Wang Yibo's bodily fluids. Xiao Zhan slowly turned his head, as if seeing Wang Yibo clearly for the first time. He saw him dressed neatly, having just lifted his lower garment, sitting beside him and looking at his flushed body, smiling as he spoke.
"I didn't know that my aunt's family was hiding such a treasure like you."