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Chapter 64: Permanent Marking

This was the first time Zhu Zhixi had expressed his love so directly and without evasion. It wasn’t the “I like you” spoken in the heat of passion, nor was it the “I’m here to love you in its place” expressed through Snowball. It was a frank and unequivocal “I love you,” with no room for retreat.

Zhu Zhixi had always been brave and unafraid to express himself, but a ticking time bomb had always lain between them, the shadow of the countdown impossible to shake off. This natural, light love was overlaid with the weight of death. Thus, even though they were both sure of each other’s feelings, they had carefully avoided it.

But now, even though he was not prepared at all, even though the countdown on his palm had only three weeks left, he had blurted it out.

After the kiss ended, Zhu Zhixi still gazed at Fu Rangyi. He saw the thick shadows cast by his eyelashes, the light in his eyes flickering like a candle flame, as if it could be blown out with a single puff. The complex emotions in his eyes were almost overflowing—confusion, helplessness, desire, fear… His lips moved, and he said with great difficulty, “I…”

“You love me too,” Zhu Zhixi finished for him. “That’s why you’re pushing me away at a time like this.”

“You love me, so you don’t mind me being close to you for the sake of the countdown, extending my time. You waste so much time on me, taking care of me, cherishing me. The moment I said I wanted to know, you tore open all your wounds.” As he spoke, Zhu Zhixi smiled through red-rimmed eyes. “If time could really go back to the day of our blind date, I would have said very smugly: Do you know that in the future, you will completely become another person for my sake?”

Fu Rangyi was silent for a while, then said in a low voice with his eyes downcast, “This is the real me.”

Zhu Zhixi didn’t hear clearly. He moved closer, almost pressing against Fu Rangyi’s chest, and asked, “What?”

Fu Rangyi looked up, gazed at him, and then repeated in a more precise tone, “When I’m loving you, that’s the real me.”

Hearing these words, Zhu Zhixi’s heart felt as if it had been stung by a small insect. He frowned. He clearly wanted to smile, but tears welled up in his eyes first and streamed down his cheeks. What he hadn’t expected was that Fu Rangyi would actually reach out his hand to his chin. Large, crystalline tears rolled down and fell into his palm.

“Idiot,” he couldn’t help but curse softly.

This time, Fu Rangyi didn’t dwell on the comment, only saying, “Don’t cry.”

“Then let me stay,” Zhu Zhixi sat back on the bed, looked up at him, with an expression that said ‘I know you can’t do anything about me’. “Otherwise, I’ll cry until your susceptible period ends.”

Fu Rangyi gave that helpless look again, only this time it also contained a very difficult endurance.

How does he do it? I’ve practically served myself on a platter…

Was the Alpha who almost forced himself on me just now your second personality?

Seeing that this threat was not enough, Zhu Zhixi held up his hand, palm facing him. “You haven’t been here these past few days, and the countdown has been ticking. There aren’t many days left. You have to help me make it up, otherwise I might not last until we find Snow…”

“Don’t say it,” Fu Rangyi interrupted him forcefully for the first time.

Zhu Zhixi stopped, looked at him, and didn’t continue.

One was counting down to his death by a twist of fate but didn’t want to die; the other was tormented to the point of not wanting to live every time his susceptible period arrived. They were each other’s only life-saving straw.

In the end, the latter compromised.

But his request was: “You tie me up, like last time.”

“I didn’t bring any rope,” Zhu Zhixi turned his face away.

Fu Rangyi took out the hotel’s folded bathrobe from the cabinet, pulled out the sash, and stuffed it into Zhu Zhixi’s hand.

Although he had just been talking about wanting to tie him up while flirting, when it came to actually doing it, Zhu Zhixi was reluctant. His movements were slow, and the knot he tied was not like last time.

Fu Rangyi watched, a little anxious. He wasn’t sure how long his reason could hold. He was terrified of hurting him, sighed, and said in a helpless tone, “Shouldn’t you tie it a little tighter?”

“It’s very tight,” Zhu Zhixi said, but he couldn’t even look at the knot he had tied, it was so loose.

“I can break free from this. Can’t you tie the handcuff knot from last time? Or maybe I should just go to the hospital…”

“Alright, alright,” Zhu Zhixi muttered with a frown. “Handcuff knot, handcuff knot, I’ll listen to you.”

But he didn’t tie Fu Rangyi’s arms behind his back like last time. He still remembered that after the first susceptible period, Fu Rangyi’s shoulders had ached for several days, and he hadn’t said a word.

“Is this okay?” Fu Rangyi was leaning against the headboard with the quilt over him, his head down, staring at his bound hands resting on the quilt.

“It’s fine.” Zhu Zhixi tugged at it, then his eyes fell on the bathrobe scattered on the bed. He looked down at himself, then rubbed his face and stood up. “I’m… going to wash up. I’ve been busy all day and on a plane.”

“You don’t have to…” Fu Rangyi tried to pull him, but his two hands together couldn’t hold him back. Zhu Zhixi had slipped away too quickly.

“It’ll be quick, I promise.” The rabbit slipped into the bathroom, had just closed the door, then opened it again, ran to the bedside to grab the bathrobe, quickly kissed his cheek, and whispered, “Wait for me.”

“Wait, can you get me…” Fu Rangyi started to say in a hoarse voice, but didn’t finish, hesitating.

“What?” Zhu Zhixi stopped and turned to look at him.

“…Your knit sweater,” Fu Rangyi’s voice was very low. “The one I tore just now.”

Zhu Zhixi’s ears turned red. He picked up the knit sweater that had almost been torn in half and handed it to him. “Did I say this was my favorite when I was crying just now? Don’t take it to heart. I’m just like that. I have about a hundred favorite things.”

As he spoke, he felt that wasn’t right and quickly tried to correct himself. “No, it’s just like that with clothes, not other things…” Alright, other things seem to be like that too… Zhu Zhixi felt he was only making things worse.

Entering the bathroom, he poked half his head out again and said in a small voice, “Not with people, really.”

After he spoke, he quickly closed the door, leaned against the translucent glass door panel like a sticky rice cake, slowly slid down, sat on the floor, buried his burning face in his knees, messed up his hair, and let out a long breath.

One second he was relaxed after a false alarm, the next he had given his all, and now he was nervous again.

It’s not the first time…

It’s okay, what’s there to be afraid of? Isn’t it just a little Alpha’s little susceptible period?

I can do this.

Before long, the bathroom door opened again. Steam billowed out. A warm yellow light slanted onto the bed, just illuminating Fu Rangyi who was leaning back with his head up.

Zhu Zhixi saw him and was stunned. At this moment, Fu Rangyi’s face was covered by that thin white knit sweater. His heavy breathing was muffled by the fabric, gently lifting it when he exhaled, and tightly fitting the lines of his face when he inhaled. His hands were also tied, his chest rising and falling, making Zhu Zhixi’s face flush and heart pound.

He lightened his steps, walked over, wanting to take advantage of Fu Rangyi not being able to see to quietly grab something and slip back. But as soon as he opened the drawer, he was exposed.

Fu Rangyi lifted his hand slightly, his fingertips pulling down the knit sweater. He turned his head, his eyes dazed and red.

Zhu Zhixi, who had been caught, was obviously even more embarrassed. He squatted on the floor, wrapped in a bathrobe, like a small animal caught stealing food, looking up at him and blinking.

“You’re back…” Fu Rangyi’s voice was even hoarser than before, like a patient with a high fever.

“Um,” Zhu Zhixi wrapped the bathrobe tighter, stood up, coughed a couple of times, thought for a moment, and then steeled himself and said it all in one breath. “I was originally going to get ready inside before coming out, but I forgot to bring the lube. I thought there would be some in the drawer.”

There wasn’t. Only two boxes of condoms.

“I didn’t bring any either…”

The main reason was he really hadn’t expected to fly over to do this. Who brings these things around for no reason? It was too improper. A proper person like me would only bring a marriage certificate when going out.

Fu Rangyi’s focus drifted again. “What did you bring?”

“The certif…” Zhu Zhixi blurted out.

“Tranquilizer?” Fu Rangyi seemed to remember something and his spirits lifted a bit. “Bring it over, put it here. If I lose control, just stab me with it…”

“I said certificate!” Zhu Zhixi got anxious. “Marriage certificate!”

Fu Rangyi was stunned, staring at him blankly. “Marriage certificate…”

His expression seemed to be asking what he brought that for. Zhu Zhixi also found it a little funny, but he quickly found a reasonable explanation for the situation, rubbed his nose, and said, “Well, in case the police come to check the room, at least they won’t arrest us. We’re licensed to operate…”

Fu Rangyi’s expression became even stranger, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn’t.

But he quickly came to his senses and said, “It won’t work without lube…”

Actually, it might.

Zhu Zhixi loosened the hand holding his bathrobe closed. It fell down, and without the belt, the robe naturally fell open. The honey-colored light cast a lustrous glow on his skin, like carved and polished ivory.

He got on the bed, straddled Fu Rangyi, raised his hand, and gently pressed on his shoulder, then brushed past his neck and behind his ear.

With his every move, the open bathrobe swayed gently.

He pressed his forehead against Fu Rangyi’s and said, “Kiss me first.”

Just talking like that had already used up all of Fu Rangyi’s endurance. The person he had been obsessed with in his dreams was within reach, and that last line of defense was completely shattered.

So Fu Rangyi raised his head and kissed him without hesitation. In that instant, both their bodies trembled in sync.

“I missed you so much…” He couldn’t reach out to embrace him, so he could only keep leaning forward, wanting to press closer to Zhu Zhixi. His kisses were impatient, crackling like a fire, burning through his entire body, completely losing control.

Hot and wet lips and tongue, shell-like teeth, scorching breath, damp skin and hair, short, dream-like words, were all stirred together by desire, like pink syrup poured over them from head to toe. Even when they briefly parted, their gazes, their lips… everywhere, was pulling at crystalline threads of sugar.

Zhu Zhixi was like he was made of snow. With one kiss, he melted, dripping, and leaned softly against him. He was clearly breathless but couldn’t bear to end the kiss. In the end, he couldn’t take it anymore and let out a moan.

Fu Rangyi still retained a sliver of reason and took the initiative to pull back.

“Catch your breath,” he said, kissing from the side of his face all the way to his ear.

He had clearly showered, yet it seemed he had deliberately not taken off his earring. A teardrop-shaped diamond dangled from his earlobe, swaying like a tear.

Zhu Zhixi tilted his head back, letting him kiss down. The bathrobe was half-open, and his right shoulder was exposed and being kissed.

“Your condition this time seems… not so severe… you’re not delirious,” Zhu Zhixi’s voice trembled, still concerned about his condition. “Is it because you weren’t induced by pheromones?”

What Fu Rangyi was thinking was, Have you so quickly forgotten the danger when you first entered the room?

“But you’re still very hot,” Zhu Zhixi reached out and touched the back of his neck. It was so hot he could barely hold on. “It’s very uncomfortable, isn’t it?”

He habitually rubbed the gland, but Fu Rangyi’s reaction was extremely strong. He dodged away, suddenly leaned back against the headboard, panted for a moment, and said in a low voice, “…Don’t touch it. I’ll lose control.”

Zhu Zhixi looked at him, feeling that Fu Rangyi was like a pitiful little dog. He propped his hands on his legs and leaned in to kiss his lips. “It’s okay.”

As he spoke, he lifted himself slightly, pulled the quilt down, and sat down again.

“You can lose control with me,” he reached out his hand, downwards, moistened his palm, cupped his fingers, and circled it, soothing him while kissing.

Fu Rangyi’s panting was simply exquisite. It was as if he were completely controlled by him. Zhu Zhixi’s mind also began to become muddled. He clearly felt something, lifted his body slightly, knelt on his knees at Fu Rangyi’s waist, his hands not stopping.

He leaned close to Fu Rangyi’s ear, kissed it, and whispered, “Give me your hand.”

Soon, Fu Rangyi obediently offered his hand, giving it to his free hand. Zhu Zhixi didn’t take it. He hooked the sash binding him with his index finger, hooked his hand between his legs, then pried open his clenched fingers and sank down himself.

His fingertips were wet, stained with “syrup,” pulling out soft, transparent threads.

Fu Rangyi was clearly stunned. He turned his head to look at him, and the words that came out of his mouth were strangely amusing. “Are you really a snowman?”

“What are you talking about,” Zhu Zhixi wrapped his arms around his neck, rubbed against his hand, and whispered, “It was like this during the video call last night. It’s probably… just because of the reproductive cavity developing…”

Before he could finish, Fu Rangyi’s fingers slipped inside. Still in that bound position, it made him let out a muffled groan and subconsciously lift up.

If it were a normal time, Fu Rangyi would definitely have gently said “relax” or something similar, kissed him again, and done some soothing actions before continuing. But today he was clearly not. Taking advantage of the lubrication of the bodily fluid, he squeezed in a whole finger and began to thrust.

The previously inexperienced and narrow passage was now soaked and soft, making lewd, wet sounds. “You’re so wet.”

“Wait…” Zhu Zhixi trembled, kneeling before him. Fu Rangyi didn’t stop, but instead latched onto his nipple, sucking on it. After sucking, his tongue licked in circles, licking until Zhu Zhixi’s legs went weak, and he had no strength to kneel. Just as he was inserting a second finger, his body sank, and it went all the way to the deepest point.

Zhu Zhixi tilted his head back, panting, and hugged Fu Rangyi’s head as if it were a piece of driftwood.

This intimacy was unique. Fu Rangyi knew every part of his body too well, perhaps even better than he did himself.

He easily found the sensitive spot, and with two fingers held together, he poked at it fiercely. The Fu Rangyi of the susceptible period lacked indecision, displaying the rarely seen Alpha despotism and dominance, attacking the most vulnerable spot with almost ruthless precision.

He thought he could hold on, but this was just fingers. Zhu Zhixi was already dizzy. He was being quickly opened up. Another finger, the tip poking at that slightly raised spot every time.

“No…” Zhu Zhixi was a little dazed. He felt Fu Rangyi was putting more in, and it wasn’t like before, where the last finger was the pinky, but one as thick as the others.

He reached out to touch it. “Is this…”

“You tied it,” Fu Rangyi said. “Both hands are tied, so both can be used…”

“You! Don’t. It’s so full…” Zhu Zhixi trembled all over. At first, he just whimpered, but then the wet sounds became more and more intense, and the end of his voice changed pitch.

“Next door…” Fu Rangyi suddenly looked up, letting go of the already red and swollen nipple, and licked his bobbing Adam’s apple. “Is where my colleague is staying.”

Hearing this, Zhu Zhixi was so scared he raised his hand and covered his mouth. But Fu Rangyi tilted his face up and smiled at him. Zhu Zhixi was dazed by this smile, didn’t cover his mouth tightly, and cried out.

The movements of his hand became faster and faster, each time hitting the sensitive spot hard. It was both full and pleasurable, but he held back from making a sound, whimpering, almost crying. He withdrew the hand that was helping Fu Rangyi and forcefully hit his shoulder, pinching him. Finally, after a few twitches of his waist, he came.

But he didn’t shoot anything out, nor did he go soft. How strange.

“I was tricking you. They live downstairs,” Fu Rangyi withdrew his wet hand and wiped the fluid on Zhu Zhixi’s lower abdomen. The fluid had soaked the bathrobe sash.

Zhu Zhixi was stunned for a moment. “How could you…” He reached out to hit him, but because he had just come, he had no strength. His hitting was like a coquettish gesture, not very painful. His body followed forward, and losing his balance, he fell onto Fu Rangyi’s body. Most importantly, his hard cock poked directly into Fu Rangyi’s abs.

This time, his hands were tied in front. His shoulders were naturally drawn inward, and his muscles were also squeezed together. His pecs were already well-developed, with a clear line in the middle, but now in this position, the depth of the line was simply doubled.

Zhu Zhixi justly believed this was seduction.

As if possessed, he moved forward again and rubbed against it.

If Fu Rangyi doesn’t like it, isn’t happy, he’ll immediately say it was an accident.

Fu Rangyi indeed saw it, and he looked down and stared for a while. Zhu Zhixi really wanted to pretend nothing had happened, but down below, it betrayed him and even twitched.

Fu Rangyi looked up, kissed Zhu Zhixi’s slightly parted lips, and said in a hoarse voice, “Baby, a little higher, kneel by the pillow.”

“What?” Zhu Zhixi was stunned. But soon, Fu Rangyi’s crossed hands came from below and pushed at his lower back. So he half-pushed, half-yielded, and moved forward a bit.

And so, the penis, dripping with glandular fluid, was inserted between his pecs. Fu Rangyi’s hands didn’t leave his lower back. His fingers pressed, pushing his waist forward, indulgently squeezing with his muscles.

“Does it feel good?” he asked, looking at Zhu Zhixi.

Zhu Zhixi slowly moved his waist, clearly already lost in the moment. His usually bright eyes were misty with moisture, his gaze unfocused, looking somewhere unknown. His wet mouth was half-open, panting. His entire face was swollen with lust.

“Mmm… feels good…” he responded vaguely, but suddenly cried out. Fu Rangyi’s fingers had slipped in again, without warning, quite smoothly, as if that place was always ready for him. His waist was thrust into a mess, his penis randomly slapping against his chest. His hands propped on his shoulders and the headboard, the bathrobe completely fell open, barely hanging on his elbows.

Zhu Zhixi, having tasted the flavor, even sank his waist in rhythm with his fingers, whimpering. After a while of swaying, he tensed his lower abdomen and shot out. It trickled out, all over Fu Rangyi’s face and chest.

Zhu Zhixi belatedly saw it, his body trembling. He said “sorry” in a breathy voice and wanted to get a tissue to wipe it, but Fu Rangyi gave him no such chance. He leaned over, extended the tip of his tongue to lick the just-shot tip, casually wiped it on his open bathrobe, and then said in a commanding tone, “Put on a condom for me, then get on.”

“No. I can’t get pregnant,” Zhu Zhixi wrapped his arms around him, kissing him stickily. “Don’t wear it. The soothing effect seems better… Although I’m not an O, but… let’s try.”

“Zhu Zhixi…”

Before Fu Rangyi could scold him, he held that thing and laboriously sat down. But perhaps it was too forceful. He only managed to take in a small section before he was sweating from the pain and couldn’t continue.

“I can’t… I can’t sit down.”

The moment he entered, Fu Rangyi had almost lost control. His primitive desire was about to erupt. But when he heard Zhu Zhixi’s pained, trembling voice, his reason returned somewhat.

“Relax…” He used his bound hands to rub his scrotum and perineum, trying to help him relax, and then gently, shallowly thrust at the opening, pushing it open bit by bit, letting him slowly get used to it.

Being thrust so gently, the pleasure came first, his whole body tingling. Zhu Zhixi relaxed a little, spread his legs wider, and sank down a little, taking in a small half. His mind tensed. He felt the soft flesh inside being pushed aside, deforming.

After several back and forths, he finally took in most of it, panting in pain as he hugged Fu Rangyi’s upper body.

Fu Rangyi sat up a little, lowered his head to kiss his shoulder, while slowly thrusting upwards. A Beta’s body was really being pushed to its limits. Even though the gland development provided lubricating fluid, the size difference was still too great. The slapping sounds of water went from slow to fast. The narrow passage was stretched to its limit by the Alpha’s penis. Every thrust was difficult.

In Zhu Zhixi’s imagination, he was the one in control, very skilled and at ease. But now he couldn’t do it at all. He could only lie in his arms, enduring and moaning, talking nonsense: “Next time, I, I want to move on my own…”

Fu Rangyi seemed to laugh. He asked, “How? Like this?” Then he thrust deep inside, to a depth Zhu Zhixi had almost never felt, making him cry out.

“Too deep!” Zhu Zhixi hit him again. Every time they were in bed, Fu Rangyi was often hit by him. “Feel it yourself, how much is left.”

Zhu Zhixi reached his hand back, felt the flesh of the opening stretched to its limit, then felt further down and was shocked. It was only half. Just then, the penis he was touching suddenly thrust deeper inside.

Zhu Zhixi closed his eyes, subconsciously holding his breath. He was dizzy from the thrusting. The lower half of his body was both in pain and pleasure. The intense sensory stimulation made him start to become delirious. Holding Fu Rangyi’s hand wasn’t enough, grabbing his shoulder wasn’t enough.

He lowered his head, his hand trembling as he approached Fu Rangyi’s wrist, fumbling to untie the sash. “What are you doing?” Fu Rangyi didn’t stop at all.

“Hold me while you do it…” Zhu Zhixi said weakly, untying it. But in the next second, he suddenly lost his support, and the world spun—he was actually picked up directly by Fu Rangyi and taken off the bed.

Zhu Zhixi cried out in fright. Fu Rangyi became his only support and reliance. He wrapped his arms tightly around his neck, and his legs also wrapped around him, but he was still weakly explaining, “No… not this kind of hold…”

Slap, slap… His explanation was drowned out. Fu Rangyi clearly didn’t hear him either. Without his restraints, he held Zhu Zhixi’s legs tightly, his fingers almost digging into the soft flesh of his buttocks. He held him and moved his waist quickly, thrusting violently. Zhu Zhixi leaned wretchedly on his shoulder, his cries not forming coherent sentences. In the end, he bit his shoulder, tears being fucked out of him.

He had never experienced such intense sex before. Every time, Fu Rangyi seemed to be the one serving, liking to make him feel good, not letting him feel pain, doing everything he could to satisfy him. But Zhu Zhixi always felt there was a layer between them.

He wanted it to be like this, watching his lover lose control for him, fucking into him fiercely, as if he would die without him.

“Husband… so good…” he trembled, lifted his head, and gave Fu Rangyi a sticky kiss, mumbling incoherently, “I like this… deeper…”

He was already soaked in lust, completely forgetting what the initial purpose was, forgetting that this was a top-tier Alpha in his susceptible period. But of course, such verbal stimulation would trigger the Alpha’s further loss of control.

He was taken to the wall, pressed against it, and thrust into deeper. Under the force of gravity, his body’s sinking was almost inevitable. He entered to an unprecedented depth. Zhu Zhixi’s unfocused eyes widened.

He gasped in pain, then looked up at Fu Rangyi in disbelief, shaking his head in a daze, saying “no.”

“You said it… deeper,” Fu Rangyi stayed there, not moving immediately.

The intense, swelling pain was accompanied by a strange, delayed pleasure, very dull, as if through frosted glass, spreading slightly, making it difficult for Zhu Zhixi to bear. It wasn’t until Fu Rangyi thrust in violently that Zhu Zhixi’s vision almost went black, or as if a white light had flashed. His lower abdomen tightened violently, spasming as he accepted Fu Rangyi’s unusually fierce thrusts.

“No, no… I can’t take it, I’m going to die…”

“You broke the rule,” Fu Rangyi’s fingers tightened on his buttocks, slowing down, but each time going deeper. His tone also changed, filled with the Alpha’s instinctual desire for control. “You have to listen to me.”

“I’ll listen, I’ll listen…” Zhu Zhixi begged for mercy. “I really can’t take it anymore…”

“Call me husband,” Fu Rangyi slowed down even more, the large tip pressing against his lower abdomen, slowly, scraping the sensitive spot as he withdrew.

“Husband, husband…” Zhu Zhixi wrapped his arms around him. “This is so tiring. I want to lie down…”

“Okay…” Fu Rangyi carried him back, laid him down on the bed. “Hold your own legs.”

Zhu Zhixi did as he was told. He pressed down, his fingers slipped inside, poked around, and then said, “Spread them a little.”

“Mmm… no fingers…” Zhu Zhixi’s legs were folded to his chest by Fu Rangyi. He was talking nonsense, holding his own thighs. The soft opening of his hole was pried open, pink and very wet. Fu Rangyi poked it with his fingers, then lowered his head to lick it, licking until his thighs went limp. At his weakest moment, he was thrust into directly, almost coming.

His legs were draped over Fu Rangyi’s shoulders, his body folded like a folder. Fu Rangyi held his swaying ankles, turned his head to carefully kiss the foot that had seduced him through the screen. After finishing, he leaned down and thrust in with his legs pressed down.

The soft flesh inside had already been fucked into familiarity. The moment he entered, it actively accepted him, wet and soft, without the initial涩. Zhu Zhixi wrapped his arms around him for a kiss, but the speed of his thrusts was too fast, too fierce. Their kisses were also like collisions and impacts, unable to be done properly. Zhu Zhixi even stuck out his tongue, intertwining it with his in the air.

“So good…” he whimpered, his cries becoming less and less restrained. At first, he could bear it, but later it was too fast, getting faster and faster. Fu Rangyi also seemed to have really lost control, lost in the inflated desire of his susceptible period, losing his reason, desperately venting. Sweat soaked both their bodies, and every impact became slippery.

Zhu Zhixi was almost completely pinned beneath him. It was too deep, so deep that the swelling pain was unbearable. Several times it seemed to have hit the bottom, and he cried out. “No, really, my stomach feels so strange…”

But Fu Rangyi no longer responded to him.

He propped himself up on his elbows, trying to dodge back, but was pulled back by Fu Rangyi by the waist with a slap, crashing back heavily.

“Really, it hit something…” Zhu Zhixi felt a sharp pain, his forehead covered in sweat. That must be the bottom, it can’t go any deeper… it really can’t…

“It’s uncomfortable…”

Not long after these words were spoken, Zhu Zhixi clearly felt Fu Rangyi restrain himself. He pulled back a little, no longer trying to go deeper, but instead thrust at his sensitive spot, from light to heavy, grinding and thrusting, increasing the force, and finally getting faster and fiercer.

“So good, Fu Rangyi… so good…”

Slap, slap, slap… Amidst the lewd sounds of water, Zhu Zhixi’s hands were grabbed by Fu Rangyi. He arched his upper body, desperately shaking his head, his whole body trembling like a sieve, crying, convulsing, and crying out.

“No more, husband, I can’t, really… mmm—”

A jet of liquid suddenly appeared. Fu Rangyi felt it and was also stunned. The moment he pulled out, Zhu Zhixi convulsed, and a small gush of clear, transparent fluid shot out from below, soaking a patch of the bedsheet.

His waist collapsed, back onto the bed. His thighs were still twitching, and he was slurring, repeating, “No…”

“You squirted.”

But Zhu Zhixi was completely dazed, falling into a semi-conscious state.

Fu Rangyi touched the fluid that had come from below, raised his hand, and licked it. He was desperate to taste Zhu Zhixi, but the taste was too faint, as faint as pure water. He couldn’t taste anything.

But even so, he felt satisfied. He leaned over like a big dog, entangled with the dazed rabbit in a kiss. While he was still trembling, he lifted his right leg and thrust directly in.

“Mmph… again…” Zhu Zhixi wanted to push him away, but had no strength at all. Soon, under the rush of pleasure, he accepted the new attack, or rather, enjoyed it. The successive orgasms left him almost speechless, but his body made crisp, slapping sounds.

Once he got going fast, Fu Rangyi seemed to start losing control. The beast inside him began to control his brain, only wanting to go to the deepest part, following his physiological desires and reproductive instincts.

He stared at Zhu Zhixi’s beautiful face, watching it flush with lust, his mouth open, his eyes half-closed, his eyelashes and eyelids trembling with every thrust. When he was at his deepest, he would clutch the quilt, throw his head back, the veins on his temples and neck popping out.

“You’re so beautiful,” Fu Rangyi leaned down, went to his deepest, and kissed his ear. “I love you, I love you so much…”

Hearing these fervent confessions, Zhu Zhixi was ecstatic, feeling like he had become a small flower, gently, tremblingly opening all its petals, revealing its pistil. He wrapped his arms around Fu Rangyi and responded chaotically, but he didn’t know he was saying, “Come in… give it to me…”

He opened up voluntarily.

“Mmm—” Suddenly, Zhu Zhixi’s eyes flew open. He cried out, his fingers digging into his back. The thick tip had actually squeezed into the “bottom.”

No, that’s not the bottom. The soft flesh he thought was the bottom was actually pushed open into a small hole, very small and narrow. Fu Rangyi slowly, grindingly, drilled in.

“No, don’t…” Zhu Zhixi felt as if he were being split open from bottom to top, inside and out. The pain made him cry. His self-preservation instinct made him feel danger, and he struggled randomly, but it was useless. That tight, tender flesh was completely opened, and the tip was stuck inside.

Fu Rangyi panted and said, “The reproductive cavity, it’s open…”

“What?” Zhu Zhixi was sober for a second, looking up at their joined parts in disbelief. “My reproductive cavity…”

“So tight…” Fu Rangyi frowned, sweat dripping from his forehead, hanging on the tip of his nose.

Zhu Zhixi was oblivious to this. It’s in, and then what? This brand new reproductive cavity, born because of him, since it can’t have children, what is it for?

He soon got the answer.

The tip that had entered began to swell bit by bit, about to burst. Zhu Zhixi shed physiological tears, sobbing, regretting it. “Get out, quickly…”

Fu Rangyi took a deep breath, also a little dazed. After a while, he panted, “I’ve knotted. I can’t get out.”

“Wha…” Zhu Zhixi couldn’t stand the pain. The tender flesh at the very inside was being ground painfully. His tailbone felt like it was splitting. He panted heavily, physiological tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

Soon, he felt Fu Rangyi’s lower abdomen tremble slightly, and then, gushes of hot fluid poured into the deepest part of his body.

“You came?” he was stunned, and actually felt a kind of mental pleasure. All this time he had been coaxing and deceiving, but Fu Rangyi had never been willing. Now, finally… he finally belonged completely to him.

Fu Rangyi panted, his brow tightly furrowed. After a while, he suddenly laughed, a somewhat silly laugh. “I… I marked you, a permanent mark.”

Zhu Zhixi suddenly felt like crying.

He was a Beta. This was invalid, just an act very close to a permanent mark. But even so, Fu Rangyi would feel happy.

“Mm,” he nodded, tears falling. “You… marked me. I’m yours, forever.”

“Does it hurt a lot?” Fu Rangyi pulled him up, held him face to face in his arms, and stroked his back as if coaxing a child, constantly saying sorry. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t control myself…”

Hearing him say sorry made Zhu Zhixi feel upset. This kind of upset surpassed the physical pain. “Kiss me…” Zhu Zhixi looked up, enduring the pain to trick the little dog. “It won’t hurt if you kiss me.”

The knotting lasted a long time. At first, the pain was unbearable, but gradually, in Fu Rangyi’s soothing kisses, he got used to the consuming, swelling pain.

“Baby, hold on a little longer. It should be… soon.”

“Don’t lie to a Beta…” Zhu Zhixi sat in his lap, hugging and kissing him, letting Fu Rangyi caress his whole body, lick his nipples, his fingers mischievously, lewdly touching his penis. He couldn’t even tell if this was soothing or seduction. He only felt waves of desire washing over him.

“Move a little…” he twisted his waist restlessly. “It’s stuck… so uncomfortable.”

“I can’t,” Fu Rangyi coaxed him. “Moving now will cause injury… it’s too narrow inside.”

Just as Zhu Zhixi was about to collapse from holding on, the “permanent mark” finally ended. He pushed Fu Rangyi down, sat on top of him, didn’t let him pull out at all, and started moving on his own, swaying his waist up and down, back and forth.

“Is this ‘next time’?” Fu Rangyi grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together, watching him ride him.

“There will be many more times…” Zhu Zhixi lowered himself and kissed him.

He later regretted saying this sentence. It was practically a self-fulfilling prophecy.

From the first night he entered room 521, for three whole days, he never came out. During this period, he passed out many times and was woken up in various ways. The few interruptions in between were for hotel room service, delivered by a robot, which Fu Rangyi would bring over. Zhu Zhixi would eat leaning in his arms, and by the end, he was practically being fed.

In the small hotel room, there was no place he hadn’t been. He bit Fu Rangyi’s nape four times, tried all the positions he had seen and not seen, and was repeatedly marked and knotted. 11 times? Or 13? He couldn’t remember clearly. He only felt his lower abdomen was swollen. Fu Rangyi would mischievously press his palm on his lower abdomen and then wait patiently to watch the semen flow out.

A top-tier Alpha in their susceptible period… was terrifying.

“Fu Rangyi…” Zhu Zhixi panted, lying on him. “Do you want to be the adulterer, the ex-husband, or the widower…”

Fu Rangyi was dazed. “Hm?”

“You’re the adulterer now… one more time, and I’ll get angry, and you might become the ex-husband. If there are… many more times, you can only be the widower…”

Fu Rangyi smiled slightly, pinched his chin for a kiss, and asked vaguely, “Would you let me become your ex-husband?”

Zhu Zhixi knew he was being coquettish and pretended to be immune. “Did you hear me…”

Fu Rangyi licked his teeth, easily teasing him. Hearing him pant, he softly challenged, and after entering, he asked, “Do you want to divorce me? Wife.”

“It’s okay. An ex-husband can remarry.” At some point, he had found that silver diamond ear cuff, but he didn’t put it back on his ear. Instead, he took Zhu Zhixi’s hand, squeezed the pad of his pinky finger, and then slipped the ear cuff from the fingertip, lodging it at the first knuckle.

Fu Rangyi smiled, raised his hand and kissed it, and said softly, “Marry me, okay?”