I Don't Want To Be An Omega In My Sister's Trashy Reverse Harem [BL]
Chapter 51: Kiss ’Mark’!

Chapter 51: Kiss ’Mark’!

The Next Day...

The morning light filtered through the polished windows... scattering soft rays across Rin’s cheek.

His lashes fluttered... and for the first time in hours... he didn’t feel like curling into a ball and begging the universe to make it stop. The thick haze of heat had lifted... well, only temporarily... he knew that much. But for now... he could breathe.

And more importantly... he wasn’t hot and feeling needy.

"Woof!"

A small... wet tongue licked his cheek.

Rin groaned softly... but a smile tugged at his lips. Niblet’s scruffy little head popped into view... tail wagging furiously as he licked at Rin’s face... barking again as if it were the greatest miracle that his master was alive.

"Niblet..." Rin murmured... scooping the little creature into his arms and nuzzling his face into its soft fur. "I thought I died yesterday. Ugh. I don’t want to ever go through that again. Never."

Niblet barked again... pawing at his chest.

Rin sat up slowly... his body sore... but not unbearably so. He flexed his fingers and checked between his legs... just to make sure he hadn’t been violated while unconscious.

All clear. His body was... normal.

He sighed in relief... flopping back onto the mattress with a hand over his eyes.

"Stupid world..." he mumbled. "Stupid omegaverse. Stupid heat cycles... And stupid... Stupid mouth!"

His thoughts trailed to yesterday. His cheeks burned hot as he remembered exactly what he’d said.

’Touch me... Theron.’

’Please... it hurts.’

He buried his face into Niblet’s fur again with a groan. "Why did I say that? Oh my god!!!"

Even worse... Theron now knew. He knew what he was. An Omega. And worse still... he’d seen Rin lose control.

Like a... Like a sex-starved animal.

And what made it worse was that Evan had been there too. That bastard was smirking and watching everything. Yesterday was the worst day of his life in both worlds.

Rin rolled off the bed and stretched... wincing at how sore his hips were. Maybe that weird stimulator thing Theron used had done more work than he realised.

His system chimed again.

DING!

[Body Temperature: Normal]

[Pheromone Levels: Stable]

[Heat Progression Paused]

[Time Until Next Cycle: 5 Days... 23 Hours... 17 Minutes]

"Thanks for the countdown..." Rin muttered. "Like I needed more anxiety."

He headed for the bathroom and took a long shower. Steam curled around his ankles as he scrubbed himself clean... desperately trying to rid his skin of Evan’s scent... and the phantom memory of Theron’s hands on his cheek.

After the crazy shower, he emerged with a towel slung low on his hips and walked to his bag. Niblet was waiting by the door... wagging his tail like he wanted to follow him wherever he was going.

"You can’t come with me today..." Rin said... kneeling to pat his head. "I’m... going shopping. It’s a personal adult thing shopping. Also, I can’t take you out of the academy, you’re a demon."

Niblet tilted his head like he didn’t understand what his master was saying.

Rin leaned close. "Very adult thing."

Niblet sneezed and he took it as a message of understanding.

Rin dressed quickly... slipping into a simple white shirt and black pants. He wrapped himself in a long cloak with a hood... pulling it over his silver hair. He stood in front of the mirror and sighed.

"I hope today goes well, since I have a lot on my to-do list,"

He looked at Niblet, who was by his bed, and waved his hand.

"Good-bye, Niblet. See you later!"

He said and closed the door behind him. Rin leaned on the door, remembering something.

"I’m sure Niblet hasn’t eaten anything for two days now. He’s a demon and I’m sure he can hold himself for some days without my blood. It’s not like he could eat my whole body if I starved him, right?" he teased himself jokingly.

He stepped out quietly... heading to the living room. He wanted to leave without anyone finding out. By anyone, he meant, the Duke. The crazy psychopath who wanted to thrust into him yesterday.

But fate always had other plans for him.

There... half-sprawled on the couch... was Evan. Shirtless. Again. His broad chest and sharp abs practically glowing under the morning sun... a pair of loose trousers hanging dangerously low on his hips.

Rin froze in place.

’Seriously... was it genetic? Like father... like son? Did the Vortellions just refuse to wear shirts indoors?’

Evan lifted his head lazily... smirking as he noticed Rin’s cloak and boots.

"Going somewhere?"

Rin blinked.

"The clinic."

"Ah... to see Theron..." Evan said... rising and strolling toward him. "Seems like you recovered quickly."

Rin flinched as the Duke got close. Too close. He tried to scan the living room like it was his first time there.

Evan leaned in and pressed a hand against Rin’s forehead. Rin slapped it away with a glare.

"I said I’m fine."

"You indeed look fine..." Evan said smoothly. "But you looked even better yesterday. Your heat’s receding... huh?"

Rin adjusted his cloak... backing up a step.

"I just want to thank Theron. For... helping me."

Evan’s lips quirked upward.

"Just Theron?"

Rin blinked as he wondered the reason for Evan asking such a question. Theron was the doctor and he did all the tasks yesterday. Evan just stood and watched like a spectator because that’s what he is.

Evan leaned forward... caging him between the wall and his arm. His other hand reached for the side of Rin’s neck.

"You’re not going to thank me?"

"...For what?" Rin lifted his head to meet his grey eyes.

Evan leaned in close... his breath brushing Rin’s cheek.

"For not tearing your ass apart yesterday when you begged for a cock like a needy little thing."

Rin’s cheeks flamed.

"Y-You...!"

His heart did a somersault in his chest as he remembered that. He really begged for a cock inside him. He wished the ground would just open up and swallow him, teleporting him back to his original world.

Evan tilted his head. "Come on. Say it."

Rin turned his face away.

"T-Thank you..."

Evan smirked. "You have to say it more clearly and louder, Rin. What are you thanking me for?"

Rin pressed his eyes shut. He didn’t want to speak to Evan but if he doesn’t... Evan wouldn’t let him go.

"...Thank you for not... r-ripping my ass with your d-"

Without letting him complete his words, Evan gently turned Rin’s face back... placing a soft... open-mouthed kiss against the nape of his neck.

Rin let out a sharp gasp.

"W-What are you doing?!"

"Placing a mark on you... just a little enough to cover your scent." His eyes gleamed. "I don’t want other alphas sniffing around you. Especially not the ones who don’t know how to control themselves."

’Like you?’

Rin thought to himself as his hand flew to his neck.

He quickly rubbed his neck... trying to wipe it off.

"Ugh... gross! Stop putting your spit on me like I’m yours."

"You’re living under my roof, eating my food." Evan grinned... stepping away. "You might as well be... mine,"

"It’ll never happen. I’ll never be yours!"

Rin stormed out... cheeks burning.

Evan smirked, watching him leave. He held onto his loose pants, which he kept loose on purpose because his dick almost burst after inhaling his scent all through the night.

"Oh trust me, you’ll be mine, soon!"