Last Love chapter 50

That night was special for Wen Ke.

Omega’s heat was usually driven more by physiological impulses, carrying with it an animal-like instinct. However, this time was different. Wen Ke didn’t know how to describe it, but this kind of passion belonged to humans.

There was a strong desire for each other, longing to touch every inch of each other’s skin, every strand of hair. It was this love that evaporated into a moist desire.

Han Jiangque’s size was much larger than the average Alpha, so even though Han Jiangque was very gentle, some discomfort was inevitable.

At first, Wen Ke couldn’t help but continuously bite Han Jiangque’s ear, humming and moaning with each bite.

Han Jiangque just cautiously stayed there, soothingly kissing Wen Ke’s face and lips.

Although he was sweating on his forehead, he didn’t dare to move much, and the two stayed tightly pressed together.

“Wen Ke,”

Han Jiangque was finding it uncomfortable and bit Wen Ke’s lips like a little beast, nervously asking, “Is it okay if I go a bit deeper?”

Blushing, Wen Ke closed his eyes. He didn’t know what to say and could only sniffle.

“Ge…”

Han Jiangque put his head in Wen Ke’s shoulder pit.

He was self-taught, not reluctant like last time but whispering like he was saying a secret, repeating, “Wen Ke ge, okay?”

Being called Ge made Wen Ke’s heart skip a beat, and he couldn’t help but moan.

One hand covering his face, the other arm around Han Jiangque, though embarrassed, he still nodded vigorously, “Okay.”

At that moment, he suddenly felt like he had woven his own cocoon.

Teaching Han Jiangque this trick was a mistake; he couldn’t resist it at all.

Forget going deeper; even if Han Jiangque scattered him, he would be willing for that one ‘Wen Ke ge.’

The rhythm suddenly became intense, and Han Jiangque, finally given the green light, was like a little wolf released from a cage, thrusting harder and harder.

Suddenly, heavy rain started pouring down that night. In the midst of lovemaking, they covered themselves with a blanket and pulled open the floor-to-ceiling window curtains, leaning on the window to watch the rain for a while.

The small raindrops pattered freely, washing away the night in the city.

At that moment, Wen Ke suddenly felt that the world was beautiful.

The intertwining of love and desire, like the changes between sunshine and rain in the natural world.

Rivers evaporate under the scorching sun, and water vapor in the atmosphere turns back into raindrops, finally falling to the ground—what a graceful and beautiful cycle.

Rain comes from the ground.

Desire comes from love.

In the latter half of the night, their intimate rain ended.

But even so, they didn’t want to separate, so their bodies remained closely connected, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

“Wen Ke, you’re still not… aroused.”

Han Jiangque’s tone was a bit regretful.

“It’s okay.” Wen Ke’s face was still warm as he whispered, “I… I feel good, especially good.”

For an Omega not in heat, it was really difficult to be stimulated in the early stages. But that didn’t hinder him from enjoying this beautiful rainy night.

“Really?” Han Jiangque was clearly delighted. His hand wanted to go down, but Wen Ke grabbed it.

He gritted his teeth, saying, “You’re not allowed to touch.”

“Why?” Han Jiangque blinked.

“Because…” Wen Ke said in a hushed voice, “you… you complained it was too small before, and at that time, it was already big enough.”

He was a bit resentful and, as he spoke, bit Han Jiangque’s ear again, leaving a shallow bite mark.

Han Jiangque groaned from the bite, but for some reason, he looked very pleased. He leaned in, smiling, and kissed Wen Ke’s cheek, saying, “You with a round ass and a little birdie down there, a perfect match.”

Even if Wen Ke wanted to be angry, the previous activities left him too exhausted.

He caressed Han Jiangque’s eyebrows and eyes. Initially, there was nothing noticeable, but after a while, the area was noticeably swollen, even causing Han Jiangque’s originally well-defined eyes to narrow.

“Look at yourself,” Wen Ke felt a bit sorry but didn’t say it seriously. He leaned in and kissed the swollen area intentionally, saying, “You look like a pig’s head.”

“Am I ugly?” Han Jiangque squinted, making his swollen eyes appear even more pitiful, like an ugly wolf with a scratched face.

But he didn’t mind, leaning in to kiss back loudly.

“Ugly,” Wen Ke said with a stern face, kissing back as he spoke, “I even find you ugly, don’t want to kiss you anymore.”

Han Jiangque snorted, “I even kissed your butt, you smelly giraffe.”

“You…” Wen Ke couldn’t help feeling a bit wronged, “You just said my butt was like cotton candy, and now, after doing it, you call it a smelly giraffe.”

He realized that he couldn’t win in this argument because Han Jiangque would always be a bit more childish. Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but get annoyed and kicked Han Jiangque. In response, Han Jiangque bit him, and they ended up wrestling.

In the midst of the wrestling, it turned into kissing each other, one moment fighting and the next kissing.

“One last time, no more kissing.”

“I want to kiss you all night.” Han Jiangque pressed Wen Ke down, refusing to let go.

they were like kindergarten kids, if one gives the other a punch, the other must punch back. It would go on endlessly unless one of them ended up crying.

During the last round of kisses, Wen Ke felt like he was being overwhelmed by his own immaturity. He had decided not to kiss back, but looking at Han Jiangque’s bright, dark eyes, he almost couldn’t resist.

Finally, after the last kiss, both of them were exhausted and cuddled together, gradually falling asleep.

That night, Wen Ke had a dream.

He dreamed that he had truly turned into a giraffe, carrying a small Han Jiangque who looked only about four or five years old. They ran through golden wheat fields and reached the shores of a deep blue sea.

They sat in a boat made of half a coconut shell, drifting all the way to the end of the sea. Then, he stretched his neck, allowing Han Jiangque to climb along his neck and onto a massive cloud in the sky. Little Han Jiangque tore off a small piece of cloud and fed it to him, like feeding a giraffe in Florida.

The cloud tasted sweet, just like cotton candy.

In the dream, he smiled foolishly.

It was really amazing; giraffes could actually smile.

…

The next morning, in the half-awake state, Wen Ke reluctantly opened his eyes and saw sunlight streaming through the milky curtains.

Han Jiangque was still nestled in his armpit, sleeping soundly like before.

Wen Ke took a shower, and before applying shower gel, he suddenly felt something strange. He turned his head and sniffed.

The familiar scent of grass was unexpectedly much stronger, strong enough that even he felt surprised.

He hadn’t taken Han Jiangque’s words too seriously before, but now, feeling the actual difference, he couldn’t help but lower his head and touch his lower abdomen.

The reproductive organs inside had always been weakly perceptible.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he hadn’t felt this kind of weakness for a long time. He even felt like he had quietly become stronger.

Wen Ke calculated the time while showering and realized that his weak period was almost over. Time had passed so quickly with Han Jiangque that he hadn’t even fully grasped it.

The doctor who performed the surgery had scheduled a follow-up after the end of his weak period, which was, of course, a routine check to ensure that nothing unexpected had occurred in his glands.

Due to the sudden change in the scent of pheromones, Wen Ke was a bit concerned. So, he called the hospital to advance the follow-up to that afternoon.

Originally, he thought of going alone, allowing Han Jiangque to rest after the boxing competition, but Han Jiangque, with his swollen face, insisted on accompanying him to the hospital.

On the way, Han Jiangque seemed a bit worried and asked, “Is there any discomfort? Did I use too much force last night and hurt you?”

Wen Ke, driving the car, blushed and shook his head, “No, it’s not that. You didn’t use too much force. I just feel that my pheromone scent seems to have become much stronger. I want to go for a checkup earlier to see what’s going on.”

While waiting for the test results, Wen Ke and Han Jiangque sat on a corridor bench, reminiscent of their time from ten years ago. Perhaps the familiar scene triggered their memories. Suddenly, Han Jiangque reached out and firmly held Wen Ke’s hand.

Wen Ke turned his head, about to say something, when the doctor in a white coat opened the door and walked out.

“There are two pieces of news, both should be considered good news.”

Although the doctor said so, his expression was evidently puzzled. He lowered his glasses and looked at the report before finally pushing them back up. Facing Wen Ke and Han Jiangque, he said, “Firstly, Mr. Wen, your gland recovery is exceptionally good. In fact, I’ve never seen such a smooth recovery after surgery. Not only that, your pheromone levels are increasing, and from the current data, it’s already close to D-level. Although the situation is still a bit unstable at the moment, I believe that after some time, it will definitely stabilize at D-level. As for whether it will continue to rise, this situation is very rare, and I can’t predict. However, I speculate that it’s related to you spending your last heat with an S-level Alpha in a very healthy and satisfying way.”

Wen Ke was suddenly stunned.

Of course, he knew that Omega’s pheromones had a certain possibility of upgrading, but after all these years stuck at E-level, he had given up hope, attributing it to the poor condition of his reproductive organs. However, the surprise had come so suddenly and unexpectedly.

“What about the other matter?” Han Jiangque suddenly asked.

“Oh, right.” The doctor paused, seeming to think for a moment before finally saying, “From the preliminary reports, it seems that your Omega is showing signs of pregnancy.”