My inseparable roommate just presented as an Enigma. He bit my gland, his eyes obsessed. "Milo, you smell so good." "I want you to have my babies..." I slapped his eager "Little Caleb" that was pressed against my leg. Roaring in anger: "Look clearly! I'm an Alpha! I'm not the one getting topped!" Caleb Vance pondered for a moment. He grabbed my waist and switched our positions. Then pressed my shoulders down, hard. A white light flashed before my eyes. Caleb looked at my unfocused gaze and thrust viciously. "Yeah, you're on top." "I'm inside." 1 "Caleb, grab me a towel! Door's unlocked." A moment later, a slender, knuckly hand reached through the crack. "Don't do this again." "Come on, what's wrong with ordering a bro around?" I opened the door, raising an eyebrow at him: "I won't let you run errands for nothing. Big benefits for you." I puffed out my 45-inch chest, tone proud: "Big, right?" "So many little Omegas in our college are drooling but can't touch. You're my best bro, free squeeze for you." Before Caleb could react, I grabbed his hand and put it on my pec. Then flexed, making it jump twice. "How is it? My gym results this year aren't bad, right?" Caleb is half a head taller than me. Steam filled the bathroom, obscuring his expression. I could only hear his usually clear, magnetic voice turn slightly husky. "Mn, not bad." I smiled smugly, pulling his hand further down. "Not done yet. Abs went from six to eight, thigh muscles are much stronger too. Feel it." This Alpha trained hard for a year just to show off today. However, just as I was moving Caleb's hand to my lower abdomen. He suddenly used force and broke free. "No time for your nonsense." "Assignment's not done yet." With that, he turned sharply. Bang. Slammed the door shut. I held the towel, very confused. It's the start of junior year, haven't even recognized all the professors. Where did the assignment come from? A moment later, I realized. Caleb is lean, the cold scholar type. Although both Alphas. Seeing my robust muscles. He must be jealous, feeling inferior. As Caleb's best bro, I decided to help him out. So, after lights out. I quietly climbed into Caleb's bed. 2 "Milo?" "Who let you up here?" Caleb's voice was shocked and hoarse. Mixed with a trace of unbearable panting. A strong scent of lime pheromones hit my face, sinking my heart. As an S-class Alpha, controlling pheromone leakage is engraved in his bones. Unless sick or in a rut. "Are you okay?" I was worried. Immediately turned on the flashlight. "Don't turn on the light!" Too late. The phone light lit up the bed like day. Caleb leaned against the headboard. Right hand raised, blocking the glare. His phone screen quickly went dark. But sharp-eyed me still saw it was a photo of someone. I crawled over, flicked the "Little Caleb" that was greeting me proudly. Smirking: "Pheromones so strong, thought you were sick. Didn't expect you were jerking off." Caleb pulled the quilt to cover his lower body. "Get down!" "No! We're bros, continue, don't be shy." I nudged him with my elbow, asking: "Which star's photo were you looking at? Tell me so I can avoid a trap." "Can't get off for so long, this star must be bad." Caleb's face darkened, fair earlobes dripping blood red. Eyes closed, ashamed and annoyed: "Milo." "You're crossing the line." 3 I chuckled, unbothered: "Just bros, what's wrong with a flick?" "Two years of college, every time I ask you to pee or shower together, you refuse. This is my first time seeing it." Recalling the scene just now. I praised sincerely: "Bigger than mine. You kid really hide it well." "Being your Omega must be blissful..." Caleb is used to being cold. Usually when I talk dirty. He'd glare at me annoyed, telling me to shut up. But today, he inexplicably asked: "You really think so?" See. No Alpha dislikes hearing others praise their size. I nodded, touching the hot tent through the quilt. Joked: "If I were an Omega, you'd definitely give bro a good time." Caleb's handsome brow raised slightly. "Really?" I bluffed: "Naturally!" As soon as the words fell, lime pheromones surged. Like a storm, instantly filling every corner of the dorm. "You're in a rut?" I turned, ready to climb down to get suppressants. Who knew Caleb suddenly moved. Grabbed my ankle and pulled back. Pressed his whole body on my back. "Milo, you smell so good..." 4 Pajamas torn open. Caleb buried in the back of my neck, sniffing lightly. I sensed nothing wrong, face proud instead: "Naturally, my pheromones are rare honey scent!" Where I couldn't see. Caleb's Adam's apple moved slightly. Pitch-black eyes dyed with desire inch by inch. "Want to bite." "What?" I didn't hear clearly. Although Caleb isn't as buff as me. But his 6'3" height pressed me breathless. Not to mention he's in a rut, burning hot. Little Caleb was hard as a rock against my lower back. So hot I moved uncomfortably. "Caleb, get up, I'll get you suppressants." Caleb unmoved. Thumb rubbing the back of my neck. Heavy breathing sprayed on my ear, causing my glands to heat and swell. Honey scent spilled out in wisps. Hooking with the lime in the air, intertwining. Then concentration skyrocketed. By the time I realized something was wrong. It was too late. Sharp canines pierced my nape unexpectedly. Lime pheromones forcibly poured into my body. Tears sprang from my eyes in pain, toes curled, gripping the sheets wanting to escape. Caleb pressed me down with his waist. Slender fingers interlaced with mine undeniably. Pinning me dead to the bed. Pheromones unique to Caleb roamed and crashed inside me. My glands got hotter and hotter. Eyes instantly filled with mist, limbs going soft. As if entering Omega heat. "Caleb Vance, stop!" "I'm an Alpha! Your best bro! Not an Omega to mark!" Unknown which word triggered him. Caleb suddenly moved, pulling down my pajama pants. Murmuring almost obsessively: "Milo, you smell so good..." "Want you to have my babies..." Damn. Just a rut, why so slutty? I struggled violently. But froze instantly feeling the terrifying size, scalp tingling. "Wake up! I'm an Alpha! Have a fart!" Even swept by desire turning into a beast. Caleb maintained the scholar's habit of answering every question. Low husky voice rang in my ear. Sexy as hell. "Alphas have a reproductive cavity too." "Deep enough, chisel open, can conceive..."
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