Into The Rose Garden

Aelock groaned as he curled up in pain. His weakened body couldn’t endure the repeated births and he rapidly became frail. He couldn’t stand a moment without painkillers. Aelock struggled to stand up and ate some vegetable porridge, which he could cook well now, and leftover meat from when he was pregnant. But soon vomited everything out. He couldn’t digest anything. He continued to have intermittent bleeding and his fever kept rising.

Every time he laid his creaking body down at night, he felt like he was lying down in a shabby coffin. Sometimes he wished to close his eyes and never open them again. It hurt too much. But even that wasn’t easy. In the pitch-black darkness where he couldn’t distinguish between dream and reality, he would have the desire to see the man, who rarely appeared out of nowhere and looked down at him, just one more time.

He wished the man would look at him and smile, just once. Then maybe he would leave so the man’s sorrow would disappear. Yeah. As you said, I am a blue-blooded demon. I could just let you go, but I am greedy and clinging to something that you won’t allow even until the end. Regardless of how much pain it caused the man to have.

Now, he couldn’t even tell how much time had passed. How long had he passed out?

Today, the bed was unusually cozy. And his body didn’t feel any pain. It was strange. His body should have hurt in the chilly air, something warm was tightly wrapped around me.

What is this?

When he opened my eyes, he saw not the dull walls of the cabin, but someone’s arms. He blinked his eyes, trying to focus. A familiar nape. It was Klopp.

His quiet heart began to race. Why was he sleeping here? Did something happen? Or was he trying to bring him back alive again, like before when he was dying?

Honestly, none of that mattered. It just felt so nice. Being held in Klopp’s arms, he wished time would stop, even for a moment.

Afraid that he would wake up and leave him, Aelock held his breath and breathed in Klopp’s scent. It made him dizzy, like inhaling a strong anaesthetic more powerful than any painkiller. Now, he felt completely like an omega. No, he was an omega who had given birth to his children. But just smelling Klopp’s scent made his body and soul relieved of pain, and he felt peaceful. Even though Klopp wouldn’t allow his desire, his body had recognized him as his alpha since a long time ago.

How did it become this way? Just what was so good about Klopp? He was merely a half-aristocrat from the countryside. Aelock smiled a little. If he knew it would turn out this way, he wouldn’t have done such a thing. What use was it to be curious about him now?

Aelock cautiously rested his forehead on Klopp’s chest.

Thump thump.

He could feel his heart beating powerfully close to him. He wished he could just die and disappear like this, but that was impossible. Soon, Klopp would open his eyes and sneer at him with contempt. See, I was right.

“What makes you all happy and smiley?”

“I don’t know either.”

“Crazy bastard.”

Klopp muttered dismissively and shoved Aelock away. As their heated bodies separated, a chill ran down Aelock’s spine. Aelock curled up against him, hoping to hold onto the warmth even just a little bit longer. Meanwhile, Klopp sat up on the bed. He grumbled with annoyance and let out a small stream of curses, clearly unhappy with the situation.

While lying down and looking at Klopp, Aelock suddenly noticed that Klopp had an erection. It was clearly a morning wood, as he was still a young alpha in his prime. Even though Klopp spoke to him with contempt, Aelock felt like it wasn’t as harsh. Was it because he wasn’t fully awake yet? Feeling his heart racing in his chest, unknowingly, Aelock blurted out.

“Do you want to have sex?”

Klopp quickly turned his head and glared at him.

Aelock spewed out that nonsense without thinking, influenced by his own alpha scent. He remembered asking the same thing before and getting called a vulgar aristocrat for it. He expected to hear Klopp call him crazy, but surprisingly, Klopp didn’t say anything. Instead, he climbed onto the bed with a twisted smile.

For the first time, Aelock understood why people say sex is sweet. It was only once, but he felt like he was melting like candy. If he was in his heat, he was sure that he would have conceived twins. He also realized that there was a sweet poison to it.

“Do you like this so much, you devil.”

“Ah…hmm…Klopp…hnggg.”

“You’ve been beaten and despised so much, you’re like a dirty whore with no pride. Who would ever know that you were once a high-class nobleman?”

He whispered with a sweet voice mixed with contempt. It was hard to keep hearing harsh words despite knowing Klopp’s intense hatred for him. His broken soul seemed to still be functioning as he felt very hurt. It felt like his heart was being ripped out alive.

Please, quickly make his senses feel numb. Let him forget reality and be consumed by false happiness until the end.

He showed up quite frequently after that. His previous violence and anger were gone, instead, they always had passionate sex. The repeated happiness he got from it made him increasingly afraid. He wondered if he would eventually believe this happiness to be reality if it kept happening for a few more times. However, he couldn’t fall into that madness because of the harsh experiences that he had learned, also, the kind but cruel avenger wouldn’t allow it.

Before the dream-like ecstasy had completely faded away, Klopp whispered affectionately in the panting omega’s ear, without taking out his penis that ejaculated inside Aelock.

“You’re trying so hard. If you’re human, you should act like one. Try crying and begging for forgiveness.”

Every time, Aelock would try his best. He contorted his face and tried to open his trembling lips to ask for forgiveness, but it wasn’t easy. Tears wouldn’t come out. If he could, Aelock would have cried until his entire body melted away. Stroking Aelock’s slightly flushed cheek from trying so hard, Klopp smiled.

“You’re a disgusting demon.”

Left alone, Aelock wanted to cry. He really did feel that. But why couldn’t he cry? Later, he felt that if he just cried, Klopp would forgive him for everything. It felt like everything would turn out okay if he just kneeled down and begged while crying.

He gradually reached his limit. Even after realizing that gentle sex was more painful than rough and violent sex, Aelock couldn’t express anything. Klopp was cruel. The feeling of being stroked gently without hiding his disgust was incredibly miserable and painful. It was like Aelock was standing at the edge of a cliff with everything crumbling around him. A few more steps and he would fall into a ceaseless hell. In the midst of the slightly rough yet extremely affectionate movements, Aelock grabbed the person’s clothes who was pushing him away.

Aelock was in heat. For two days, he felt like he really was going to die, and yet during that, Klopp held him like a very caring lover. The heat that started from his toes gradually rose to his heart, and Aelock felt his climax. Salty fluid flowed down his trembling eyes. How nice would it have been if they were tears. Klopp got up and put his clothes back on, sighing heavily as he got off the bed.

“If you get pregnant this time, give birth to the child. And this is the end of it.”

“Why?”

“I’ve had enough now.”

His world came crashing down. He was sure he was lying on a firm bed, but he felt like he was constantly falling, his insides churning. Was he getting abandoned? Was he really getting abandoned for good this time? He wanted to beg for forgiveness and ask to stay by his side, but he didn’t have a possible way to ask for forgiveness.

This would be the first time he had ever prayed not to be pregnant. But his body, which was in a miserable state without medication, faithfully responded to his alpha and conceived a life. When the first morning sickness came, Aelock was in shock. He sat still, feeling helpless.

As his belly was getting bigger, Aelock was unable to catch Klopp who made brief stops in the cabin. With a twisted expression, he could only watch Klopp’s back as he stepped outside. There wasn’t much time left now. He wanted to see him a little more, but his body was hurting so much that he couldn’t even walk properly. He could barely even take a few steps, before he collapsed, hugging his swollen belly.

The time he thought was happiness was fleeting, and the illusion of his satisfaction was quickly shattered in his pain. It hurt. It hurt too much to endure. He was reaching for the bottle of painkillers and spilled it. He sobbed while swallowing the white pill on the ground as if it were the raisins. But even then, his tears didn’t appear.

His head was dizzy from the strong medicine. How to get out of this place that’s full of only pain? Groaning in pain and tossing his body all night, he remembered Klopp’s gentle whisper. Maybe he had been too skinny before, grabbing his much bigger belly than usual, Aelock stumbled to his feet on trembling legs.

No one was there to catch him from the beginning. Klopp just kept him alive here, but he didn’t tie him up. Just like what he had said before, the door was not locked, and Aelock could leave the cabin whenever he wanted.

Daybreak.

For the first time, Aelock left the estate on his own will.

We’re almost at the end of Volume 1! Next update will be a long one!

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