I Became the Omega in a Game - Chapter 18 (M)

It was Riche’s second time having sex with Raymond Strigo. If, on the first drunken night, he was like a rutting beast—hurried and rough—this time, sober, he was far more persistent and calculated in his depravity.

His face, shadowed and weary with dark circles under his eyes, was buried between her legs as he moved his tongue like an animal. The wet, squelching sounds echoed endlessly, like a waterwheel turning.

“Say it, you little bitch. Hurry up.”

“Ahh, ngh, stop swearing, you… damn it!”

Like you’re the only one who can curse. Just as Riche was about to throw the insults back at him, two fingers thrust into her entrance.

“Ahhh! I-I’m talking—!”

“Shut up.”

He had just told her to talk, and now he was telling her to shut up. She had no idea how to keep up with his whims. Then again, how could anyone match the rhythm of a madman?

Oddly convinced, Riche arched her hips and tried to push his head away. It felt good—strangely good. But it was so unfamiliar that it made her keep pushing him away.

As if annoyed, Raymond shoved her hand away like tossing out trash, teasing her clit with his tongue while thrusting his fingers into her entrance.

“I told you to say it already.”

“Say… say what? Ahhng!”

“You cursed me, didn’t you?”

“What kind of… ngh, crazy… talk is that!”

Raymond curled his fingers inside her. The knuckle pressed against her inner wall, sending a mix of pain and pleasure through her, leaving her mouth hanging open.
Though she could hardly focus, Raymond kept spewing nonsense.
“If that’s not it, then why the hell can’t I cum? Damn it. I won’t kill you, so don’t lie and tell me the truth. Ah, I’ll make sure to end you though—by pounding you to death with my dick.”

This lunatic…

Riche threw her head back, shaking it wildly. The motion was partly from the pleasure overwhelming her body, but also a silent rejection of his words.

“Fuck, you vicious bitch.”

It was absurd—this lunatic was cursing her, the only one here who seemed remotely sane. For a brief moment, Riche felt empty at the realization that she was physically entangled with someone she wouldn’t have gone near under normal circumstances. What happened to me? Have I lost my mind? She should be resisting somehow, turning him down in disgust… Ugh!

Raymond flipped her body over and grabbed her hips. She was now on her stomach with her hips lifted, an incredibly humiliating position she hated most.

As she tried to crawl away on her elbows, Raymond firmly grabbed her hips and pulled her right back.

Raymond’s favorite position was obvious. Just like that day, her hips were lifted as he licked along the crease of her backside. Trying to escape, Riche bit down on her lip, but a raw, animalistic moan escaped through the gap of her still-parted lips. The realization that the sound had come from her left her shocked all over again.

Spreading her plump buttocks apart, Raymond licked both her sex and the space between her cheeks at the same time.

As his long tongue reached for her sex, his pointed nose pressed into the cleft of her backside. Someone’s face was buried between her cheeks. If anyone were to see her like this, it would be mortifying beyond belief. Riche buried her face into the sofa and clawed at the leather seat.

“Your pussy smells strong.”

Raymond, now lying on the opposite side of the sofa, mumbled in a dazed voice and lifted Riche’s hips even higher. Left with no choice, Riche straightened her knees and held her position. This posture left both her sex and backside completely exposed. Trying to hide even a little, she twisted her hips, but Raymond suddenly buried his nose into her opening and inhaled deeply.

Just that sensation alone made her fluids gush out. Watching droplets drip down, Raymond licked them up with his tongue, narrowing his eyes as he looked up at her sex.

“With a body like this, how did you manage to hide your pheromones? Did you take some kind of suppressant? Hah.”

He inhaled her pheromones again, furrowing his brows.

“Don’t hide them from me. No… you don’t even need to hide them.”

“…Hngh!”

Raymond spread his index and middle fingers, rubbing her exposed clit up and down.
“I’ll make sure you can’t hide it anymore.”

The movement of his fingers, now rubbing her clit side to side, grew faster and faster. Riche’s thighs tensed up tightly. Her knees, trembling uncontrollably, kept threatening to give out.

Raymond applied more pressure as he rubbed her clit. The intense pleasure made her hips twitch involuntarily, and Riche let out repeated whimpers. He licked his lips with his tongue while his hand moved even faster. As the friction on her clit reached an unbearable level, the flesh of her thighs quivered uncontrollably.

“Haahng!”

Her hips clenched tightly. A strange sensation, like something being released, washed over Riche, and her face turned pale. She felt a long, smooth rush as a flood of liquid streamed from her sex.

“Haah, hngh, ugh…” Riche moaned softly, dazed.

What… what the hell did I just do?

The sensation, so similar to urinating, sent a cold chill down her spine. Worried, she glanced down at her sex and was relieved to see clear liquid dripping down. It didn’t even smell. But her relief was short-lived.

Raymond was crawling between her legs, his mouth open and ready, staring directly at her sex. Then, he licked his lips.

…?

Drip. At that exact moment, her fluids dropped onto his lips, and he lapped them up greedily.

Raymond slid out from between her legs, and Riche, exhausted, collapsed back onto the sofa. He spread her legs again and came closer, his face now fully visible. His lips glistened, wet and slick.

“You came without me even putting it in. And you dared to lie to me with a body like this?”

* * *

“Huugh…”

Schluk. Schluk. With each thrust of his thick member, sweet moans escaped her lips.

“Hngh!”

Raymond, having buried himself to the hilt in no time, gripped Riche’s soft buttocks as if trying to tear into them, his body trembling. The sensation, spreading from his mind to every corner of his body, made his nerves feel as though they were on fire.

“Ha… huuh…”

She swallowed her moans and squeezed her eyes shut. The pleasure she had imagined was not embellished in the slightest—it was, in fact, even stronger.

Her insides, which welcomed his member as though it belonged there, were tight, and the walls of her sex were soft and snug. That wasn’t all. With a vivid sense of life, they twitched and writhed madly, continuously stimulating him without rest.

A body that’s sinfully erotic.

Raymond savored the pinnacle of pleasure. His snake-like eyes, narrowed with excitement, gazed down at the woman beneath him.

The audacious omega, who had dared to deceive and outwit him, now lay face down on the sofa, bracing herself against the force of his thrusts. Her reddish lips were slightly parted.

“Haah…”

The sweet scent carried on her breath. The way her shoulders trembled with pleasure sent shockwaves through Raymond’s chest. It felt as though a giant demon was pounding on his heart with a club.

Raymond let out a quiet, mocking laugh.
“You’re this focused on me…”

In this moment, nothing else occupied his mind. Not even Idellili.

His first love, his first desires, and the loathsome lust that grew alongside his inferiority to his older brother—all of it was Idellili. The countless women he had turned to in order to look away from her had shaped him into the jaded man he was now.

He had experienced the pleasure of sex so many times that it had become stale. Such pleasure now offered only fleeting satisfaction, disappearing like a midsummer night’s dream.

Is this the first time since I lost my virginity that it’s felt like this?

No, it felt even better than back then.

Raymond, frowning as he looked at Riche’s face—now somewhat composed after a brief respite—began to move his hips slowly.

As he prodded her insides, her walls clung to him tightly, squeezing his member. Ahh, damn it. Crazy woman. The curse slipped from his lips without him realizing it.

“Ahh…”

Whether it was from pleasure or discomfort, Raymond couldn’t tell as Riche squirmed beneath him. Gripping her slender waist tightly, he began thrusting hard. Smack, smack.

“Ah, ahh, ahng! W-wait…! It’s too… fast, ahh!”

Had he thrust only a dozen or so times? A wave of release surged through him, forcing him to stop.

“Huuh, haah, damn it…”

Breathing heavily, he looked down at her. Riche, her flushed face glowing red, slowly opened her eyes. Her blue eyes sparkled as if to ask, “Are you taking a break?”

Raymond felt too embarrassed to admit that he had stopped because he didn’t want to cum yet. Instead of answering, he reached for the buttons on her uniform top, still partially on her body. With a practiced finesse, he undid the buttons with one hand in an instant, his gaze sharpening.

The moment her shirt slipped off, his eyes locked on her soft, plump white breasts, which bounced free as if they’d been waiting for this moment.

As if bewitched, he reached out his hand. Grabbing her breasts, Raymond bit down on his lip at the soft, supple texture.

“Your tits, damn it… I just want to bite them until they’re gone.”

What kind of insane nonsense was that?

Riche, startled, tried to sit up, but the moment he bit down on her nipple, she let out a scream mixed with a moan.

“Ah, that hurts—ahh!”

Raymond sucked hard on her breasts. He nibbled her nipple persistently, then pressed firmly beneath her breast to make the nipple protrude even more. Flicking his tongue over the now-hardened nipple, he began to move his hips slightly, teasingly.

Thrust, prod. The rounded shaft, with its pointed tip, toyed with her insides as if playing a game.

Riche trembled uncontrollably, her body overwhelmed.

His caresses were relentless, and the waves of pleasure gradually surged higher and higher. Riche, submerged in ecstasy, released thin, broken moans continuously.

While still joined with her, Raymond licked her entire body, trailing his tongue up along her underarm before lifting her slender arm above her head. Riche gasped for breath, her arms now raised, as her increasingly dazed blue eyes looked up at him.

“When you look at me like that, damn it…”

His cock throbbed with renewed strength.

“How am I supposed to stay still?”

“Hngh…”

Thud! He thrust powerfully into her depths.

Raymond, growing irritable, grabbed her nipples and twisted them. Riche whimpered in response.

As time passed, the urge to release subsided to a bearable level. Raymond lifted both of Riche’s wrists in one hand, restraining them. Then, pouring out his pent-up frustration, he thrust his hips upward with force.

Thud!

When he slammed into her and withdrew, Riche’s lips parted wide. He pushed with all his might, as though trying to drive himself in completely.

“Aaahhhng!”

By now, Riche’s entire body had become one large erogenous zone. She didn’t even register the pain, her hips trembling uncontrollably. Her intense reaction brought back Raymond’s urge to climax. Holding himself back from releasing immediately, he pounded into her more violently.

Smack, smack!

The force of his movements was so intense that his scrotum repeatedly slapped against Riche’s pale buttocks with sharp smacking sounds. Her breasts bounced wildly up and down, the soft pink tips mesmerizing his gaze. Raymond licked his dry lips with his tongue.

“Ha, you’re bouncing around so obscenely.”

Smack!

Riche’s eyes went wide with shock, her face turning crimson with shame. She looked as ripe as a luscious apple. Even the way she glared at him with tearful eyes only served to stoke his arousal further.

Without hesitation, Raymond swung his hand again. Riche’s breasts, as pale and round as two perfect buns, quickly turned red where he struck them. Though his slaps were light, a stinging pain lingered in her chest.

“Ah, ahh, it hurts—it hurts!”

“Don’t give me that crap. Damn it, you’re this tight, and you’re acting like it hurts?”

Smack, slap!