I Became the Omega in a Game - Chapter 1 (M)

Bang!

The door swung open with such force it seemed it might break.

Riche, who stumbled into the room unable to control her trembling body, was swept up by strong arms and seated atop the table. Her slender frame, delicate enough to be held with just one of the man’s arms, wavered slightly.

Her cheeks, flushed with the color of blooming flowers, made her look incredibly endearing as she fumbled in embarrassment.

“W-Wait! On the sofa…!”

“I can’t wait.”

“A-a guest…”

“Who’s a guest here?”

A low growl seeped through the man’s smiling lips. Riche’s dark hair spilled across the table like scattered flowers.

Her cheeks, now a deep red, and her glistening blue eyes, damp with emotion, were captivating. The soft breaths escaping from her parted red lips were irresistibly sweet.

The man’s crimson eyes darkened, almost black with intensity. His pheromones, thick with desire, poured over her like a tidal wave.

“Haah!”

As Riche trembled under his gaze, the man gently interlocked their fingers and nipped lightly at her cheek.

“Kairos.”

“Mmh.”

“When you leave, make sure to call my name as you do.”

“K-Kairos… ah!”

Riiip. The sound of fabric tearing pierced the air as the clothes gave a desperate scream, buttons scattering in all directions.

Gone was his usual graceful and composed demeanor. In his haste, he ripped open her shirt, revealing a massive chest snugly held within a black bra.

Kairos’s eyes glimmered dangerously.

His lips parted slightly, and his sharp fangs gleamed menacingly under the light.

Kairos Strigo, the commander of the Empire’s renowned Crimson Eagle Knights.
A man of strict principles and a member of the elite Alpha Club, he had always upheld the saying, “A pine caterpillar eats pine needles.” He was a staunch traditionalist, engaging only with dominant Omegas exuding potent pheromones.

But now, for the first time, his mind was fogged with a dizzying excitement that he could scarcely control.

Clad in his leather gloves, his hand cupped the ample chest encased in the black bra, supporting its weight.

Her chest was so large that, despite his hands being anything but small, it spilled over his grip. Watching the tantalizing jiggle, Kairos licked his lips.

“I didn’t realize you were hiding something so delicious. And in such suffocating clothes, no less.”

His gaze was like that of someone staring at a perfectly prepared feast, ready to indulge.

Riche’s eyes quivered, unsure of how to react. She was so innocent, so pure in her confusion, and that alone was the perfect response—enough to provoke any man.

“Damn it.”

As if he could no longer contain himself, Kairos’s gloved hand slid the bra upward, exposing her chest. Her full, overflowing breasts sprang free, and he grabbed them firmly, as if to claim them entirely.

“Hngh—ah, it hurts…”

Her pale skin bulged between his fingers, the softness spilling through the gaps. The texture of the leather gloves, rough against her sensitive skin, left a faint red flush wherever they touched.

Kairos, pinning her legs between his own, brought the tip of his glove to his teeth. Slowly, he bit down and pulled it off. The simple act of removing a glove somehow felt far more intimate, far more provocative, as if he was stripping something much deeper away.

Riche’s gaze grew hazy, her thoughts clouding under his touch.

The moment his hands were free, they returned to her exposed chest. His thick, calloused fingers—hardened by decades of gripping a sword—cupped her soft, pudding-like flesh.

The contrast was intoxicating. Her chest was so exquisitely soft, it felt as though it might melt in his hands. A low, husky groan escaped his lips.

“Hmm.”

Just by gripping her chest, heat began to pool between her legs. Kairos pressed her chest firmly with both hands, his movements unrelenting.

“Ah… ah, Kairos, sir!” she cried out, her voice trembling.

“You’re not even a dominant Omega, yet I’ve never been this aroused by such a faint trace of pheromones before,” he murmured, his tone laced with incredulity and desire.

As Riche squirmed and twisted her legs, a faint fragrance began to escape from her.

It was a scent imperceptible to ordinary people—Betas—but one that irresistibly tempted Alphas.

Yet, compared to the torrent of Kairos’s overwhelming pheromones, hers felt almost insignificant, like a playful tease.

And yet, Kairos found himself panting, his self-control fraying.

“I want to bury myself inside you right now,” he growled, his voice raw with desire.

Kairos cupped her chest from underneath, gripping it firmly as if it might burst, then lowered his lips to her neck. His mouth trailed down to her smooth collarbone, gently nibbling it, while his rough fingers teased the hardened peak of her nipple.

“Haa… Kairos, sir… it feels so strange. My chest feels ticklish,” Riche whimpered, her voice trembling.

“You’re quite aroused,” he said with a pleased smile.

Kairos chuckled inwardly, a bit amused at himself. To think he was excited just because an Omega was reacting to him—it was almost ridiculous.

After all, it was entirely natural for an Omega to respond to the pheromones of an Alpha like him.

And yet, it made him happy.

Kairos surrendered himself willingly to the unfamiliar emotions stirring within him.

He pinched her nipple between two fingers, gently twisting it, his strong fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her full chest.

Riche’s delicate skin flushed red, marked by the rough texture of his hardened, calloused hands. As he rolled the stiffened tip of her nipple under his thumb, Kairos pressed his hips forward between her parted legs, his intent unmistakable.

“I want to be inside you. Will you allow it?” he asked, his deep voice laced with desire.

A fearsome knight commander. A man who upheld chivalry above all else.

Despite Kairos’s rugged features and commanding tone, there was an undeniable air of gentleness in the way he handled her. Even so, Riche, her face flushed a deep crimson, was too overwhelmed to respond.

Sensing her tension, Kairos leaned down and flicked his tongue over her hardened nipple, his touch both teasing and deliberate.

The subtle aura of Alpha pheromones began to envelop her body. For an Omega, an Alpha’s pheromones could act as a potent stimulant—far stronger than any aphrodisiac a Beta could use.

Responding instinctively to his attention, Riche’s body quickly grew warm, her skin blooming with heat. Her crimson tongue peeked out between her lips as she gasped for air, unable to suppress her trembling breaths.

Kairos’s wide, soft tongue swept over her pink nipple, covering it entirely. Riche arched her back, pushing her chest forward with a soft, desperate whimper.

“Hnngh!”

As Riche squirmed in intoxicating arousal, her body trembling under his touch, Kairos slid his hand between her legs, letting his fingers graze over the thin fabric of her underwear.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he pressed his middle finger against the center of her panties.

“Even with faint pheromones, an Omega is still an Omega,” he murmured.

Curling his finger slightly, he rubbed his knuckle against the spot where her entrance lay beneath the damp fabric.

“You’re completely soaked.”

Riche’s face flushed deep red, as if it might burst from the overwhelming heat.

Kairos licked his drying lips, his body aching with a desperate need to hold her closer. The throbbing ache between his legs only grew stronger, but he knew she wasn’t ready yet.

He wanted her completely consumed by desire, unable to resist him.

Pressing his thumb gently against her sensitive nub, he slid his other fingers along her entrance, stroking the delicate area with deliberate movements.

“Haaah…”

The damp fabric of her panties clung to his fingers, sticky with her arousal. With a few more deliberate strokes, the fluid seeping from her began to coat his fingers.

Kairos slid her panties to the side, exposing her completely. The heat radiating from her was palpable, and a sweet, intoxicating scent teased his senses. His pheromones thickened in response, and the tension between his legs grew unbearable.

As he gazed down at Riche’s flushed, trembling body, his sharp features softened just slightly, but his eyes burned a deep crimson. It was natural for an Omega to react this way to an Alpha—especially a dominant Alpha like him. And yet, despite this knowledge, his heart pounded erratically in his chest.

An Omega resisting the pheromones of an Alpha, let alone one as powerful as his, was nearly impossible—especially when he was releasing them so deliberately. Most Omegas would have already succumbed, their minds clouded, tearing at their own clothes to beg for more.

But Riche was different. Despite the overwhelming allure of his pheromones, she showed only the faintest signs of arousal, a subtle flush and trembling breaths.

“Does she have some kind of pheromone insensitivity?” Kairos wondered, clicking his tongue in frustration. The idea that the Omega he found himself drawn to might have such a flaw irritated him.

Without hesitation, he pressed a finger against her slick entrance through the dampness. As he pushed into her, her soft thighs tensed, her body reacting instinctively to the intrusion.

“Ah! Wait, wait, please, sir—”

“You should call me Kairos,” he interrupted, his voice firm yet teasing.

Leaning down, he ran his tongue along her flushed cheek, as though tasting her. It wasn’t as sweet as he had expected, but the act made her shudder.

“Ah… Kairos, sir!” she gasped, her voice trembling.

By now, her folds had softened completely, wet and pliant under his touch, making every movement of his fingers smoother and more deliberate.

The prominent knuckle of his finger sank deeply between her slick, tender folds, enveloped in her warmth. The soft, wet sensation was overwhelming, like plunging into a drenched, velvety marsh, sending a sharp shiver up his spine.

Kairos let out a restrained groan, his self-control hanging by a thread. He realized with a jolt that he might lose himself before fully driving her to the edge.

Is it because of her eyes?

Her trembling blue eyes, filled with both fear and vulnerable anticipation, only heightened his arousal. The sight of her quivering beneath him, those wide, tear-brimmed eyes locked onto his, made his composure unravel further.

Fixing her gaze with his own intense stare, Kairos slowly moved his finger, the deliberate motion drawing soft cries from her lips.

“Ah… ah!”

Her moist core clung to his finger, pulling him in like a sticky, inviting marsh. Fighting the urge to move recklessly, Kairos instead pressed his thumb firmly against her swollen nub.

As he began to rub it gently, Riche’s eyes wavered even more intensely, her breath hitching in response.

He alternated his movements, pressing the nub downward before sliding his thumb upward again. The fluids seeping from her entrance coated his fingertips, making each motion slicker and more deliberate.

His finger pressed harder against her sensitive clitoris, gliding over it, the edge of his trimmed nail grazing her tender, pink skin.

“Ah! That hurts!”

“Does it only hurt?”

Kairos flattened his fingers and roughly rubbed the clitoris and the surrounding flesh with the pads of his fingers.

“Haa… ngh…”

The rapid, switch-like movements caused the tiny, bead-like nub to harden, standing erect like a nipple. Under Riche’s hands, the man’s shirt became crumpled from the pressure.

“Haa… hngh…”

Her trembling thighs were soaked with the fluids that had spilled out, dripping down from her entrance before falling to the floor. Kairos’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

Her body reacted to every movement of his hand.
‘So incredibly sensitive.’

With his arousal surging to its peak, Kairos fixed his gaze on her glistening entrance, completely engrossed in pleasuring her. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and without realizing it, he licked his lips.

Finally, he pushed his middle finger inside her entrance. Despite it being just a single finger, the strong, suction-like tightness made his cock harden instantly.

“Haa…” Kairos let out a low murmur.

“Should I just put it in like this?”

Riche’s lips trembled slightly.

When Kairos hooked his finger inside her entrance, curling it upward, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Her big blue eyes widened in surprise as he looked at her, clearly flustered and unable to contain her arousal.

Anyone could see she was overwhelmed, unable to suppress her excitement.

“I think you’re ready.”

Kairos gave a deep, knowing smile as his large hand gripped her soft, pale thigh.

“C-Kairos…”

“Riche.”

The way she bit her lip, as if steeling herself, was breathtakingly beautiful.

“D-Do it.”

“……”

“No, please… do it.”

A fragile voice. Her tearful, glistening eyes etched themselves into his vision, impossible to ignore.

Snap.

Something inside him broke.

Kairos gripped her smooth thighs firmly, pushing them upward as he hastily undid his pants. Without hesitation, he thrust his thick, erect shaft into her.

“Aaahng!”

“Ugh.”

It was a hole that hadn’t been properly prepared.

Yet her already aroused body welcomed him, drawing him in smoothly. The quivering flesh of her inner walls clung tightly to his shaft, gripping him firmly.

Kairos, trembling slightly, took hold of Riche’s hands as they clutched at his shoulders, interlocking their fingers. Pinning her hands to the table, he pulled his hips back and drove into her roughly. Riche whimpered softly, her voice trembling with emotion.

Why does she look so damn irresistible?

Kairos’s chest surged with intense emotions as he watched her. Her ample breasts bounced enticingly, drawing his gaze like a magnet. Burying his face in her chest, he latched onto her nipple, sucking it into his mouth and biting down firmly.

“Ahh, aaahng, ah! K-Kairos!”

“Relax. If you don’t, you’ll wear yourself out… ngh.”

Riche nodded in response, but her trembling body remained tense, unable to fully relax. To his surprise, her insides were far tighter than he had expected. A vein bulged on Kairos’s forehead as he struggled to move.

Is she inexperienced? He’d assumed someone working in a place like this would be well-used, but…

“Damn it, I said relax!”

Kairos suppressed the urge to climax as he tightly wrapped his arms around Riche’s slender waist.

Riche, in turn, draped her thin arms around his head, pulling him against her chest. Kairos opened his mouth wide, biting down on her soft flesh, and stifled a laugh at the way her trembling movements caused her hips to jerk. Despite her inexperience, it was clear she was trying her best to match his rhythm.

Her behavior didn’t quite align with what one would expect from an Omega, for whom lewdness was supposedly natural. It made him wonder if her pheromone deficiency meant she wasn’t as promiscuous as he had assumed.

Finding her efforts even more endearing, Kairos held her waist so tightly it seemed he might crush her. The room became thick with the scent of his Alpha pheromones.

Kairos’s aroused pheromones enveloped Riche, causing her eyes to glaze over with a hazy, dazed expression.

“Ah… ahhh, this feels strange, so strange! C-Kairos! Do something—please, do something!”

“Hold me tighter—cling to me harder!”

Kairos thrust his hips with even greater intensity, convinced that Riche had completely lost herself in the moment.

Meanwhile, as she clung tightly to his head, her arms wrapped around his broad back, Riche’s gaze was fixed on the empty air beyond his shoulder. Something that no one else could see was floating in the void, visible only to her.

[Mission accomplished.
You have successfully had sex with Kairos Strigo, Commander of the Crimson Eagle Knights, a royal guard unit of the Wiznok Empire.
Reward: Kairos Strigo’s Affection +10, Omega Pheromone Awakening.]

[Your Omega Pheromones have awakened. You can now emit stronger pheromones.]

“Aahh, ahhhng!”

Despite the breathy, ecstatic moans spilling from her soft lips, her eyes glinted sharply like a predator’s, gleaming with a feline intensity.

 

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