Chapter 112: PostHeat
A captivating yet exhausted sound erotically rang in the air, then a sob followed before being swallowed by the other’s mouth. As the omega underneath him shivered, they reached their peak once.
Arren’s heat had now gradually ceased after almost three days. Most of the time, he was not unconscious with only his omega instincts taking over his sanity, but there were times when the heat would calm down and they would have some rest while Spade massaged and stroked his back for him while he had some heat patches.
It was really an intense three days; they were only inside the room. If not making love to satiate Arren’s heat, they would be taking some naps to prepare for the next time the heat flared up.
Their food would be delivered at the end of the hallways where the Emperor’s room was located, no one was followed to cross, and it was tightly guarded. However, Arren also couldn’t eat, omegas in heat didn’t have any appetite but only wanted water, some biscuits, and soup.
They were still connected, and while Arren gasped for air, his eyelids were slightly closed. Spade was on top of him, brushing his ears. After a few seconds, a gentle kiss landed on his cheeks, which made him open his eyes and stare at the alpha.
"Let’s clean up," Spade softly whispered, waking him up with the stroke of his finger on his ears and even teasing his earlobe. As he was still sensitive from days of making love, he couldn’t help but part his lips and gasp.
He stared at the alpha and glared, but with his misty eyes, it appeared coquettish instead.
"Can... you stop it?" He scolded, pouting his lips.
Spade didn’t respond, and only a ghost of a smile appeared on his lips. His eyes were gentle and filled with an inexplicable warmth. Since Arren’s heat had now calmed down, they needed to really clean up, especially Arren, then eat and sleep.