Rose doesn’t like me

The pheromones lingered in the bedroom, as an Alpha in heat could never be fully satisfied.

Crystalline hot tears gathered in her eyes, her dark, long curls scattered over her slender waist.

With Long Ling’s deep thrusts, the shaking curls became even more uninhibited.

Previously, she had underestimated Long Ling too much, always thinking that Long Ling was a soft and gentle Alpha, and worried that she would be taken from too much.

A layer of water shimmered on the scarlet and gorgeous dragon scales, and continued to overflow, soaking the bed.

Violet’s cheeks flushed, and she tightened her arms around Long Ling’s neck.

The bone-deep taste of pleasure was washed over and over again by the intermittently cold and hot strawberry pheromones. The surging heat drowned her, causing her to completely sink into it.

After a long night, even the daylight was wasted, and the spring light in the bedroom was hotter than outside.

Long Ling held Violet’s slender waist, and circled her in her arms.

Moist sweat still lingered on her body, and several red marks were scratched on her bare back.

Her fair cheeks gently pressed against Violet’s dark hair, her nose filled with the rose-like fragrance, and she closed her eyes heavily.

Violet leaned in Long Ling’s arms, her face full of satisfaction and charm.

She had no strength left, and this time Long Ling’s pheromones were a little different from before, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, giving her the stimulation of ice and fire.

Did Alpha pheromones change during heat?

She touched Long Ling’s hand, gently stroking the back of Long Ling’s encircling hand.

She didn’t know where the little dragon had learned so many tricks.

Did she really have a self-taught talent?

Violet looked at her lower abdomen.

With only one time, it shouldn’t be so easy to conceive a dragon egg, right?

She was too exhausted by Long Ling this time.

The young Alpha’s physical strength was vigorous, and her waist was sore, and she couldn’t get out of bed for a while.

She leaned in Long Ling’s arms, rested for a while before slowly putting on a piece of clothing, and let Ellena into the bedroom.

Her hand gently patted the sleeping Long Ling, and asked Ellena in a low voice, “What time is it now?”

Ellena respectfully replied, “Three o’clock in the afternoon.”

Violet glanced at the suppressant that had rolled to the ground.

Fortunately, it was only half used, otherwise she didn’t know how much longer she would have been on the bed. The clingy little milk dragon would know how to delay her working hours.

Violet’s noble and elegant body was covered with red marks, and her voice was very hoarse.

Ellena couldn’t help but carefully asked: “Should I send you some medicine?”

Violet nodded slightly: “Send some over.”

Ellena bowed and retreated. Violet leaned back in Long Ling’s arms.

All of the Alpha’s strawberry pheromones had been given to her.

Only a little of the pheromone’s scent remained on her body, which was very comfortable for an Omega to be wrapped and entangled with pheromones like this.

When the medicine was delivered, it was placed on the cherry wood bedside table.

Violet glanced at it and then let Ellena go out first.

When Long Ling woke up, Violet’s hand was supporting her chin, and she was leaning on the bedside, flipping through a magic book.

The white quilt slipped from her shoulders, revealing her slender waist, her moist shoulders exposed, and her snow-white back was covered with many kiss marks she had made.

Long Ling remembered that last night, her jealousy had been too strong, and she only wanted to possess Violet, so that she would only love herself forever, forgetting the female dragon who had a past with her.

So, when Violet breathed her name in unbearable gasps, she didn’t stop, but deliberately made Violet call out more.

“You can only love me.” Her hand held the place where the pheromones overflowed, and circled and accelerated her teasing, the pheromones flowed down like water, and she was tightly hugged by Violet.

She was unwilling to believe Beverly’s words.

If Violet didn’t have her in her heart, and only wanted to play with her, how could she be willing to do intimate things with her.

Even when she later asked for a deep mark, Violet didn’t push her away.

Last night she was too intense, and Violet’s body was covered with red marks.

Long Ling’s cheeks were red, and she immediately felt a little ashamed.

She was indeed a little too much for Violet.

She was originally going to give Violet a surprise, but because she was sad and drank alcohol, the situation later became uncontrollable.

Long Ling’s dragon horns shyly popped out.

She pulled up the quilt and hugged Violet from behind, softly clinging to her back: “Violet, how long have you been awake?”

Violet felt the little dragon’s pheromones entangled again, rushing towards her body.

The young Alpha’s physical strength recovered too quickly.

After only resting for a while, the pheromones were showing signs of recovery.

She closed the book, peeled the clingy little dragon off her body, glanced at her and asked, “I’ve been awake for a long time, why did you drink alcohol when you were in heat?”

Long Ling clenched the corner of the quilt, not wanting Violet to know that she had been drinking because she was sad.

She didn’t mention the potion, and hesitated, “It’s not… I just suddenly felt very hot, and I wanted to drink water. The bedroom…”

Long Ling’s words were only halfway through when Violet gave her a strange look.

Both of their faces turned hot at the same time.

Yesterday she drank a lot of water, and the moist, soft and blurred rose scent made her unable to refuse.

Long Ling’s throat rolled, and the feeling of thirst rose again from the bottom of her heart.

Violet turned her face away, hooked the long hair around her ear, and tucked it behind her ear, warning, “Don’t drink alcohol randomly next time, or I’ll leave you alone in the bedroom and only leave you one suppressant injection.”

Long Ling gently hummed in agreement, and couldn’t help but ask, “Can you leave me some food? The last time you used magic to lock me up, I was so hungry.”

Violet immediately glared at her.

She locked Long Ling up because Long Ling had angered her, not to let her enjoy herself in the house.

Long Ling silently added, “If it’s too much trouble, bread and water are enough, so I can live for several more days.”

Violet pinched her brow: “It’s really troublesome, why didn’t I tie you up in the first place, and let you run around everywhere.”

Long Ling couldn’t help but rub against her neck and kissed her lightly: “Don’t tie me up. If you give me a bite to eat, I won’t run around.”

Violet was tickled by her kiss and pushed Long Ling away a little: “You’re too clingy.”

Long Ling stubbornly circled her waist, not giving Violet the opportunity to push her away.

She wasn’t actually that clingy, she just wanted to possess Miss Evil Dragon.

If a love affair had to have a first-come, first-served basis, she didn’t think she would lose to other Alphas.

Some people could know each other for a hundred years, but they still wouldn’t end up together.

As long as Miss Evil Dragon had a place for her in her heart, she would do her best to squeeze out the others.

Violet was circled in the little dragon’s arms, and the ambiguous atmosphere gradually rose again.

She had already rested in the estate for two days, and couldn’t always mess around with the little dragon in bed like this.

Violet patted Long Ling’s arm: “Help me wipe off the medicine, the medicine is on the bedside table.”

Long Ling looked at the bedside table, and saw a bottle of potion with magical energy.

She couldn’t help but pause: “Wipe off the medicine?”

Violet flicked her dark, long curls, and gently urged, “Hurry up.”

The little dragon had left red marks all over her body.

If she didn’t remove them, how could she maintain her dignity in front of her subordinates, and listen to them discussing her private life behind her back?

Long Ling’s eyes suddenly filled with mist.

She had kissed for a long time, and finally left marks on Miss Evil Dragon’s body.

Why did she have to wipe them off? Was she really not as good as other Alphas in Miss Evil Dragon’s heart, and she didn’t even want to leave a trace of her?

A sour and bitter feeling rose in Long Ling’s heart.

She picked up the glass potion bottle, opened the cork, and poured some of the potion into her palm.

Silent tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and a drop of her tears accidentally mixed into the magic potion.

Long Ling quickly wiped away the tears, sniffed, and smeared some of the cool potion with her fingertips, gently wiping it on the red marks on Violet’s body.

The power of the magic potion was very strong.

Almost the moment it was applied, a faint purple light flashed, and the red marks on her fair skin disappeared.

Her marks were being erased bit by bit, and Long Ling felt her heart turn cold.

The whole person felt as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water from head to toe.

In Violet’s life, she was perhaps like these marks she left behind, and could disappear at any time.

Long Ling’s fingertips felt like they were electrified, sliding over her skin, causing Violet’s body to blush slightly.

Violet leaned in Long Ling’s arms: “Is it all wiped off?”

Long Ling nodded and put away the potion bottle.

Violet rewarded her by touching her cheek and asked, “Why are you crying?” when she found her fingertips cool and damp.

Long Ling bit her lip, trying to recover her bright and sunny smile: “I just blinked a few times.”

Violet looked at her red eyes and her trembling voice, like a poor little dog abandoned by its master.

She thought of Beverly’s remarks about Long Ling not looking like an Alpha yesterday, and her eyebrows furrowed. Long Ling didn’t care on the surface, but in fact she should have been affected.

Violet’s haughty eyes showed a dark and cold look. She had to teach the disrespectful Beverly a lesson.

She touched Long Ling’s head: “Every Alpha is different, don’t care what others think. In my opinion, you have more advantages than other Alphas.”

Violet rarely praised others, quietly waiting for the little dragon to recover her happy expression.

Long Ling’s eyes did light up a little, she knew that Violet was praising her.

But who did Violet mean by “other Alphas”, Beverly or Sylvia? Was she comparing her to other Alphas?

Was she the irreplaceable dragon in Miss Evil Dragon’s heart?

Even if she wasn’t irreplaceable, but only she had been by Miss Evil Dragon’s side during this time, and Miss Evil Dragon had seen the advantages in her, which meant that she had some good points.

She had lived in the harem for many years, and knew that love was something to be fought for.

No one understood the principle of  “the one nearest the water gets the moon first” better than she did.

Sunshine filled Long Ling’s ice-blue eyes: “I know.”

Violet had already given Long Ling some gentleness.

She had also relieved Long Ling’s Alpha heat yesterday.

Even married couples wouldn’t necessarily do that, and many would just let their Alphas use suppressants themselves.

Seeing the little dragon regain her sunny disposition, Violet hid a smile in her eyes.

Long Ling leaned closer to Violet and said in a teasing tone, “Duke, what kind of Alpha do you like? Is an Alpha like me not liked by Omegas?”

Long Ling’s eyes were bright and shining, filled with tenderness, and her warm breath brushed past Violet’s ear, and her silver-white dragon tail swayed several times.

Violet had been asked this question by other dragons before, and her answer was that she didn’t like any Alphas, but at this moment, the cute and clingy little strawberry dragon should be an exception.

The corners of her lips curved a little: “Who else do you want to like you?”

Long Ling blushed and gently kissed Violet’s cheek: “Does Violet like me?”