Pretending to Be an Alpha in an All-Alpha Boy Band - Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Original Flavor

“Baby…”

After the temporary mark was completed, Yuan Shiyuan knelt in the center of the plush carpet, his knees parted. His single nightgown barely covered the base of his thighs, failing to conceal the glistening gland between his legs.

His cheeks flushed crimson from repeated orgasms, making him appear even more alluring. His wet eyelashes drooped as he hung his head, still dazed from the lingering afterglow.

Pei Yanbing scooped Yuan Shiyuan into his arms, his fingertips parting the hem of the nightgown to reveal the mark he had left. Hot blood rushed to his head at the sight.

Excitement and possessiveness surged within him like rampant weeds. He couldn’t resist tightening his arms around Yuan Shiyuan, holding him even closer.

Lacking prior experience, the Alpha’s temporary marking process had been slow and clumsy. Fortunately, his meticulous care had ensured he didn’t hurt Yuan Shiyuan or create an excessively large wound. His canine teeth had pierced the gland cleanly, and after injecting his pheromones, only a thin, scabbed bite mark remained on its surface.

Pei Yanbing’s fingertips slowly traced the bite mark, his eyes brimming with contentment.

This is the mark I left.

The temporary mark brought immense pleasure to both parties, the bliss of the marked party continuously intensifying. Yuan Shiyuan’s mind was still hazy; too lazy to move, he let the Alpha hold him close, wipe his face, and tidy his hair, occasionally leaning down to kiss his cheek.

When Yuan Shiyuan finally regained his senses, he turned his head away to avoid the Alpha’s affection. He didn’t notice the fleeting shadow of disappointment in Pei Yanbing’s eyes, only felt overwhelming disgust.

“You’ve got something on your face…”

Even though that “something” came from him.

Pei Yanbing’s movements stilled, a flicker of dejection crossing his eyes. The next moment, he pulled Yuan Shiyuan even closer, burying his face in the crook of his neck, his nose brushing against the soft skin.

When Alphas feel insecure, they often repeatedly check the mark on their partner’s nape. But Yuan Shiyuan’s gland wasn’t on his neck, so Pei Yanbing could only reach out to touch it.

Only when he confirmed the bite mark of the temporary mark did Pei Yanbing relax slightly.

He continued to bury his face in Yuan Shiyuan’s neck, nuzzling gently. “Baby,” he murmured.

“……”

Yuan Shiyuan was too weak to react, merely glancing lazily at him.

Knowing Yuan Shiyuan disliked the pet name, Pei Yanbing deliberately whispered it very quietly. Caught in the act, he pretended nothing had happened and continued washing Yuan Shiyuan’s face.

Yuan Shiyuan would even tilt his head cooperatively, offering his cheek to be fussed over by the Alpha.

Fine.

Baby it is, then.

Pei Yanbing could call him whatever he liked, now that he’d had his fun.

Except for the brief periods when Pei Yanbing was cleaning up, he stuck to Yuan Shiyuan like glue, never leaving his side.

Could a temporary mark really have this much power? Turning a perfectly aloof iceberg captain into such a clingy mess?

“Wait… where’s my phone?”

Yuan Shiyuan pushed himself up, bracing against Pei Yanbing’s shoulder. Pei Yanbing retrieved the phone from his side and handed it over, casually pulling Yuan Shiyuan back into his arms as he did so.

Just as Yuan Shiyuan was about to unlock the screen, he realized it was black.

Dead!

How could it be dead?

He’d noticed the low battery warning when he left earlier, but he hadn’t used his phone since then. No power-draining apps were running in the background either.

Why did it shut down completely?

Yuan Shiyuan’s fingers were still trembling, and his mind moved sluggishly.

Pei Yanbing grew increasingly irritated by Yuan Shiyuan’s persistent staring at the phone and even more annoyed that his own attention had been diverted. He lowered his head moodily, his sharp nose brushing Yuan Shiyuan’s cheek, and then nipped playfully at his chin.

It was like Pei Yanbing was trying to grab Yuan Shiyuan’s attention while also making a possessive claim.

Even now, the Alpha remembered Yuan Shiyuan’s warning: Absolutely no traces.

Yuan Shiyuan’s face was covered in saliva.

“Hey, hey, that’s enough now,” he protested. The temporary mark made him feel as if Pei Yanbing’s pheromones permeated every inch of his body, inside and out.

“Your scent is everywhere,” he complained.

Pei Yanbing cupped Yuan Shiyuan’s face, pressing their foreheads together, their breaths mingling.

“I want to be closer to you,” he murmured.

Not again.

Pei Yanbing had said the same thing last time.

He seems to crave physical contact more than usual. Could he have some kind of skin hunger condition?

Probably not.

Yuan Shiyuan guessed it was the temporary mark’s influence. “Okay, okay, even closer then.”

He could clearly sense Pei Yanbing’s pheromones surge upward after receiving permission, signaling elation.

His fingers lazily stretched open, only to be captured by Pei Yanbing’s large hand. One by one, his bony fingers slotted between Yuan Shiyuan’s, lacing together tightly, gripping firmly.

Immediately afterward, Pei Yanbing lowered his head and gently kissed the tips of Yuan Shiyuan’s fingers.

Yuan Shiyuan froze, glancing at the Alpha in astonishment.

The temporary mark seemed to have flipped a switch. Pei Yanbing became unusually clingy; even the slightest hint of coldness from Yuan Shiyuan would plunge him into despondency. Conversely, a warm smile would instantly lift his spirits.

It was as if, after the temporary mark, Pei Yanbing’s emotions were entirely under Yuan Shiyuan’s control.

Yuan Shiyuan, however, couldn’t care less. Unlike other Omegas, he felt no dependence on his marker, nor did the temporary mark ignite any overwhelming cravings.

His only sensation was pure, unadulterated “bliss.”

Fortunately, he could remove the mark. After waiting a bit longer and erasing it, Pei Yanbing should return to normal.

As Yuan Shiyuan marveled at the power of the temporary mark, his spine tensed with sudden alertness.

Something was wrong.

What was attacking him?

Previously, Yuan Shiyuan had been too caught up in the pleasure to notice how dire their situation had become.

Wearing only a thin pajama top, Yuan Shiyuan sat limply on Pei Yanbing’s lap, draped across the Alpha’s chest like a boneless ragdoll.

His pants had vanished, and the pitiful disposable underwear Pei Yanbing had neatly folded was tucked away in a corner of the closet, forming a little “nest.”

Yuan Shiyuan: O.O?

Was Pei Yanbing planning to keep it for nesting material? With his original scent?

A wave of goosebumps washed over Yuan Shiyuan.

“Captain, you seem quite energetic now,” he coughed, trying to change the subject. “As expected of the captain, impressive indeed. Though I’d still say I’m slightly superior.”

Pei Yanbing lifted the hem of Yuan Shiyuan’s pajama top to glance at the small pink protrusion before grunting in agreement.

Yuan Shiyuan abruptly changed the subject. “You can’t keep going on like this.”

“How about… I help you out?”

The air suddenly froze.

Completely oblivious to what he’d just said, Yuan Shiyuan met Pei Yanbing’s burning gaze and blinked slowly.

After a moment, the Alpha’s deep, husky voice asked, “How would you help?”