FLBE Chapter 8 Part 5

“But after that, if you keep trying to touch me… What do you think would happen to me?”

 

 

 

“…!”

 

 

 

Liena’s eyes trembled at Roan’s direct question.

 

 

 

In recent days, they had been in close contact almost incessantly. And she had realized that no matter how upright a pope he might be, he was still an uncontrollable top-righteous alpha.

 

 

 

Knowing this, why did she still approach Roan so unguardedly every time? Even if he treated her with ease, he was still the pope and a high-tier alpha, and she was a Saintess and an omega.

 

 

 

Only then did Liena realize there was something problematic in her behavior. Embarrassed, her face flushed as she took a step back. This caused Roan’s brows to furrow.

 

 

 

“If you back away like that, now I feel hurt.”

 

 

 

“That’s not it! Haha, let’s go eat, shall we? You haven’t eaten, right? Neither have I. I’m, I’m starving, uhp!”

 

 

 

Suddenly, Roan grabbed Liena’s cheek and kissed her. Unlike the abruptness of his action, his invasive tongue was incredibly gentle and tender.

 

 

 

Caught off guard and overwhelmed by his sweet kiss, Liena lost herself and unintentionally released pheromones. More precisely, should she say she failed to control her still clumsy containment?

 

 

 

“Uh!”

 

 

 

“Roan! What’s wrong? Are you in pain again?”

 

 

 

Liena was startled by his sudden expression of pain. She remembered how he had suffered during his rut just a few days ago.

 

 

 

“Always such a troublemaker.”

 

 

 

“What…?”

 

 

 

“It’s your fault. You’ve made me like this again when I’m still not fully healed. Any complaints should be directed at yourself, Saintess.”

 

 

 

“What? Huh! Ro, Roan? No! Wait! Let me down! Where are you taking me!”

 

 

 

Liena, draped over Roan’s shoulder, pounded on his back as she writhed. Already overwhelmed by her pheromones, Roan lacked both the ability and the desire to restrain himself any longer. His ar*usal, having begun earlier, now refused to be suppressed.

 

 

 

With his iridescent eyes sparkling, Roan smiled contentedly. The more she struggled, the more intense his ar*usal grew.

 

 

 

Upon entering a long, secluded corridor, Roan fully embraced his extreme alpha nature.

 

 

 

As she hung on his shoulder, he slipped his fingers under the fabric of her undergarments. Her slightly damp g*nitals quickly became slick with a few strokes. When he pushed a finger inside her hole, her writhing body stiffened, then twisted in a provocative response.

 

 

 

“Ah! Uh… Roan…”

 

 

 

As they made their way along the corridor to a private room, Roan excited her further, widening her c*rvix. His hand stirred her already slick g*nitals, Liena covered her face with both hands, squirming but responding earnestly.

 

 

 

Despite his brisk pace, the journey to the secluded room felt exceptionally long. With each step, his touches became more insistent, causing Liena to gasp and frown in distress.

 

 

 

It seemed he was oblivious to the fact that he was a pope and this was a corridor in the temple; his actions were shamelessly lascivious. Despite her attempts to close her legs and plead with him to stop, it appeared nothing reached his ears.

 

 

 

There was no difference now between Rhetrik, who had attacked her in the palace corridor, and Roan, who acted without restraint in the temple corridor. Top alphas were beings who couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the bodies of omegas, even if one was a pope.

 

 

 

The moment they entered the secluded room, Roan released his pent-up pheromones and pressed her against the wall, kissing her abruptly.

 

 

 

“Hmngghh!”

 

 

 

As his pheromones swiftly filled her nostrils, Liena instinctively released her own again. Her pupils dilated and her body relaxed completely. The thick love juices that flowed from the hole that had already become wide, now thoroughly soaked her underwear.

 

 

 

The man who had intertwined with her endlessly just the night before now pounced on her as if he hadn’t eaten for days. He filled her mouth with his tongue, stirring it around before sucking her lips vigorously. He kissed her neck repeatedly, then suddenly bit down to mark her as if intending to show someone. He also left red marks across her bre@st.

 

 

 

“Ah, Roan… Hmm.”

 

 

 

The man, who had been acting as if they would merge bodies right there, slowed down for a moment to catch his breath. Then, caressing Liena’s cheek and breaking away from the kiss, he looked at her with eyes full of lust.

 

 

 

Even though he seemed out of his mind, Roan, as always, used his divine power to retain a sliver of reason and treated her considerately. Whether he knew that his careful attention made her even more desperate or not, he kissed her eyelids with a pitiful look.

 

 

 

As he watched Liena, breathing heavily, Roan bit his cheek hard inside his mouth. What the hell have I done?

 

 

 

He had wanted her several times in the corridor, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He didn’t want to ravish her like an animal in such a place. Yet, his fingers, which had already tasted her flesh, couldn’t stop because he loved hearing her moans and enjoyed her body’s responses.

 

 

 

By the time they reached the secluded room, having touched and felt her along the way, he had no patience left. As soon as they entered the room thick with her pheromone scent, Roan let go of the restraint he had barely maintained.

 

 

 

In a frenzy, he devoured her, snapping to his senses only when she called out his name. He was disgusted with his increasingly debauched behavior.

 

 

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

 

 

“…”

 

 

 

Liena frowned at his sudden apology after having stirred her up so much. His pheromones were still tormenting her, and now he was apologizing?

 

 

 

Liena found herself unable to simply accept his apology or ask him to continue. What should have flowed naturally was complicated by his unnecessary consideration, making her feel uncomfortable.

 

 

 

“Saintess.”

 

 

 

“Yes…”

 

 

 

“You don’t dislike what I’m doing, do you?”

 

 

 

Liena shyly lowered her gaze and nodded slightly. Her affirmation made Roan’s face flush with a mix of relief and excitement.

 

 

 

“So…”

 

 

 

As she glanced up at the man who paused after starting to speak, he continued again, his face flushed red.

 

 

 

“You wouldn’t dislike me for anything I do, would you?”

 

 

 

“What?”