The pheromones pouring throughout his body occasionally made him lose his mind. Josh couldn't remember when he moved from the bathroom to the bedroom. He just opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed. He was sitting on top of Chase, to be exact.
"Ah, haha, haha."
Moans that were closer to pain than pleasure came out of him one after another. He didn't think that his wide open crotch would ever close.
"Ugh."
As his brow furrowed with a painful groan, Chase ejaculated inside Josh again, but his stomach was already full and there was no room to accept any more of his semen. In the end, the semen that shot out flowed down the pillar and soaked the sheets.
The arm holding Chase's shoulder had no strength and kept slipping.
"Ha...ha," Josh, who was breathing heavily, let Chase lay him down on the bed and rolled over him again. Shaking his whole body again, he tried to somehow jog his memory, but it didn't work. Carving his mark was his last memory.
Did it fail? Or was it successful?
Josh pulled himself up and tried to look at his ears. However, his movement to retreat while floundering on the bed was blocked by the action that immediately followed.
"Ugh. Ah!"
A terrible pain shot deep into his stomach. Chase clamped his penis inside Josh and inflated it greatly. The highly swollen glans filled the narrow intestines and protruded as if they were going to tear the inside of the stomach. Josh saw with his own eyes that his thin belly was ridged in the distinct shape of Chase's penis.
Haha. Haha.
Chase's eyes were all golden and sparkled dazzlingly. His unfocused eyes showed no trace of reason. He couldn't tell if he was drunk from the pheromones or if the marking had failed, but even through his pain, Josh could tell why he forced himself not to.
It felt hot and painful, as if his stomach was on fire. It was then that his forgotten memories came to mind. It was a memory of the day he got pregnant with Pete.
That day too, he pushed himself into Josh's stomach and ejaculated several times. What did he want so desperately as he pushed down on the exhausted Josh to prevent him from running away?
In fact, he probably wanted to catch him.
Chase was repeating the same situation as that day. He didn't remember or recognize Josh, but he instinctively tried not to let him go. This time Josh had no intention of leaving him behind.
"I'm not leaving," Josh whispered with difficulty in a very hoarse voice. "I'm not leaving, Chase," he promised.
Soon their lips overlapped, and Josh closed his eyes. His efforts to see the mark were soon given up.
It doesn't matter if I failed, Josh thought. His stomach boiled again. Josh could barely keep his moans from escaping.
I will engrave it again and again. Because you're my alpha, Chase Miller.
Again Chase started moving his hips. The penis thrusting downward while knotting was so painful that it completely knocked Josh out of consciousness, but Josh gritted his teeth and endured it.
Because you are mine.
The pouring pheromones did not stop, and continued to make the air heavy and constrict his breathing. Josh vaguely remembered that maybe he was the one who was going crazy, as his consciousness drifted away again.
***
A peaceful breathing sound was heard from next to him. Josh slowly lifted his heavy eyelids. The pressure of the pheromones that had been pouring down on him had disappeared. The scent floating around was the same, but it was different from before. The sweet pheromone scent that felt like a gentle embrace made Josh feel happier than ever.
"Chase?"
No sound came out, so he just moved his lips. Chase's face, wheezing and sleeping, was right next to him. The expression on his face as he closed his eyes in the pouring sunlight was extremely peaceful.
Josh smiled slightly and lifted his weak hand to gently stroke his cheek. His fingers slowly moved towards Chase's ears. He gently caressed the shape and then fixed his gaze on the mark clearly remaining on the shell of his ear. Suddenly, an unfamiliar feeling he had never felt before spread deep within his heart. Josh couldn't find the right word to call that feeling. Instead, he leaned up and kissed Chase's sleeping lips. The kiss moved to the forehead, then to his hair, and finally stayed the longest on the mark left on the ear.
Josh raised his head and hugged Chase tightly, feeling indescribable love. Not long after, his eyelids became heavy again, and he fell into sleep again.
When Chase finally opened his eyes a full day later, he smiled brightly as he looked at Josh, who was completely exhausted, with deep purple eyes. The rut was over.
But Josh couldn't react immediately. He looked somewhat dazed as he blinked his eyes blankly and looked at Chase's face. Chase blinked in confusion at the unexpected reaction.
"Joshua?"
When he hesitantly called his name, Josh let out a constricted breath, "Ha." Only then did Chase realize what he was worried about. Soon after, Josh smiled for the first time since he opened his eyes.
Good morning, Chase.
The tightly closed throat was completely hoarse and cracked, so no sound came out. Chase couldn't resist his greeting, which was barely a breath, and lowered his head and kissed him. They shared a kiss that they had shared countless times with an unfamiliar and excited feeling as if it was their first time.
It was the morning of a new beginning.