Stolen Heart

Chapter 6

TW: sexual harassment and non-con marking

"Well? Are you going to explain yourself?"

Hongjoong scowled at her, his brows pinching together in agitation, but it was ineffective.

"I'm a female alpha, I have a eight mates, I despise mornings, and-"

His hand slapped over her mouth, cutting her off. He huffed while she smirked behind his hand as she watched his eye twitch.

"You know damn well I did not mean, explain you." He lowered his hand from her mouth and crossed his arms across his chest, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek to hide his smile he tried hard to keep off his face.

"If you didn't want a sarcastic answer, you shouldn't have asked me." The smirk on her face widened and an elongated fang poked out between her lips.

Hongjoong groaned, running a hand through his hair and leaning back against the desk as he actively avoided her eyes. "I swear, I can't stand you sometimes." The sweet smell of freesia petals and warm vanilla spiked, filling the room and giving away the fact that her mate wasn't actually annoyed, merely acting.

Her head tilted to the side as she moved to make him meet her gaze with hooded eyes. Rich, velvety amber, herbal and slightly spicy thyme, and the warm scent of eaglewood poured from her own scent glands, enveloping the omega before her.

"You can't stand me?"

She placed her hands flat on the desk on either side of him, crowding her omega and more or less pinning him in place with her own body. Her head dipped into the crook of his neck, her nose oh so gently brushing along his scent gland and sending shivers through his body. Slowly, she moved further up his neck until her lips softly brushed against his ear as she spoke.

"Then why don't you take a seat?" She paused briefly to nip at his earlobe with a smirk spreading across her lips. "On my face." That mischievous smirk of hers only grew as she felt Hongjoong tense for just a moment before he practically melted under her touch.

The smell of her omega's arousal was potent and quickly filled the room. Juicy, ripe raspberries, creamy vanilla, and sweet freesia petals enveloped her senses as she crooned. A low chuff spread her hot breath across his neck before she spoke with a low, husky tone.

"Maybe then, I'll get a taste of where you're coming from."

Her omega let out a groan that quickly turned into an open mouthed whine against her lips as he grabbed the front of her shirt, pulling her attention from his neck to his lips. His lips lingered there a moment, not yet meeting in a kiss but close enough they nearly shared the same breath, his lips brushing against hers with each word spoken.

"You make it impossible to stay mad at you."  His tongue swiped along his bottom lip, teasingly brushing against her lip as well with how close they were. She could feel his hardened length pressing against her own, slightly smaller than the obvious bulge in her own pants but still quite impressive for an omega.

"Even if you stayed mad, I quite enjoy your punishments." Her teeth nipped at his bottom lip, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth as she rolled her hips forward, grinding her erection against his. Another, needier whine left his lips, the room growing warmer as the scent of arousal thickened in the air. Hongjoong's mouth still hung slack, pure lust and need practically written on his face.

"So, does the Captain want to punish me?"

Her voice held a sultry tone as her hand came up to lift his chin slightly with a single finger, forcing his eyes to lock on hers. Her pelvis remained pressed against his, slowly rolling her hips to tease her omega.