Page 167 of Toxic

Maybe I shouldn’t criticize tattoos… I quickly corrected myself, "Of course I would. If you want, I’ll get the same one. Or even bigger!"

Soren burst out laughing.

"Oh my God. What is this, high school? You don’t need to compare yourself to him, seriously. You know you’ve got the bigger… everything."

There was a brief silence. I watched him closely and decided to address the issue that had started the convo, "Me too… I haven't touched anyone since I met you. I couldn't. For me, it’s been… only you."

Our eyes locked in an intense gaze. Soren’s hand slowly lifted and traced over my chest. He wasn’t the type to initiate touch often; he preferred being touched. So this was a nice surprise.

I felt a pleasant shiver as his slender hand slid down to my neck gland, and I let out a short gasp. Soren’s eyes were fixedon this spot. He leaned in slightly and pressed his lips against my skin, licking and sucking the gland. It was strange; he had never done anything like this before, and certainly not with such intensity! But his actions had some effect, in addition to my huge erection, of course. A wave of excitement surged in me. In one fell swoop, I rolled him from his side to his back, and I too sucked on his neck gland. I felt it under my lips, just as Dr. Jim noticed, the tissue was softer, more spongy, almost like in omegas. Immediately, in response to the softness of his flesh there, I felt a slight itch in my gums. One smooth motion and I lay on top of him without even taking my mouth away from his skin. Soren quickly stripped off his clothes, pushing his jeans down. Without removing my mouth from his neck, I unzipped my pants with one hand, and he immediately pulled his legs up to his chest, grabbing under his bent knees.

Mumbling with my lips closed on his neck, I tried to ask, "Do you con—?"

"Get in…!" he howled, and my hardened cock pushed against his wet entrance. One thrust and I was inside—a deep moan came from his throat.

"Do it… do it…" I heard him muttering under his breath, and I knew what he wanted.

There was no stopping me as I began to thrust passionately inside him, with relentless movements of my hips, long and slightly rolling—I already knew he loved the motion, as the head of my dick stroked his prostate firmly. All this time, I felt the tension building in my gums… I could feel my mating fangs piercing through my skin and popping out! With a low growl building in my throat, I sank it deep into his gland…

And of course… we both came.

The orgasm that accompanied the marking was peculiar, as if my whole body had tensed into a bowstring and was firing shots. Soren almost screamed; his semen gushed onto my bellyin a warm splash. I stayed like that for a while, my teeth sunk deep into his neck, before slowly pulling them out. I lifted my head and looked at him, and… a wave of shock went through me—there was a trace of blood in his gaping mouth.

He was trembling slightly.

"Why are you bleeding, Soren? Did you accidentally bite your tongue?"

His voice broke a bit. "I don't think so, something is pressing on my gums!"

The matter required some investigation, so I raised my hand, freeing it from under his back, and pulled his upper lip up slightly. Long, white, thin fangs pierced his skin just above his normal teeth.

"Soren, you're a beta, but… you’ve extended mating fangs!"

He swallowed. "I have no idea what's going on!"

The sight sent a new wave of arousal through me, and I let out a gasp, boiling inside from the strange euphoria. I thrust my hips slightly and he moaned again. Propping myself on either side of his head, I began to move even faster inside him, his calves still resting on my hips. Some instinct tempted me to do this. I lowered myself to the side and positioned myself so that my neck was exposed to him, right in front of his face, in front of his mouth.

But I didn't suggest anything or gesture for him to bite me, I just continued to slide into him, moving at a medium fast pace. I had the feeling that he was stunned by what had happened and needed some time. His lips touched my gland almost shyly, more like skimming over it, cautiously exploring. My glands were bitten by Martin over a year and a half ago, but after we broke up the mark started to fade very quickly, and now the scars on my body are gone.

I could feel there the wetness of Soren’s saliva, the feathery brushing of his teeth. I sped up, plunging into him with more intense thrusts. I could hear his gasping, almost slurping sounds as he clumsily tried to lap and suck on my gland. Well, I could make an AO sound, used in such situations, that would signal that I was accepting his bite mark, but that would be pointless for now, so I just whispered, "Do it, Soren, I love you…"

I felt him press his lips more firmly against my gland, and a delightful, penetrating pain pierced through me. Another orgasm racked my and Soren's body. He clenched into me almost desperately, his teeth dug into my skin, pain and pleasure mixed sweetly together.

For a few seconds, I was immobilized, letting him immerse himself in this connection, although in my mind I was also completely dumbfounded, not understanding what had just happened! However, the confusion didn't diminish the rush of immense joy. That was a monumental event, a milestone for our relationship—Soren marked me!

What a sensation! Even outside of the heat, this act of his was still significant.

In a daze, I waited for him to pull his fangs out of my neck (it took a while), then lifted my head to look at him. He didn't seem to be in much better shape than I was, kind of shaken. We stared at each other, breathing heavily.

"Something interesting and wonderful has happened, Soren," I murmured tentatively, trying to gauge his reaction.

He broke eye contact and looked at the wall, seemingly lost. "Yeah, that was weird, for sure."

I could feel a strange suspicion rising in his mind, but before I could get to the bottom of it, he suddenly began to wriggle out from under me, pushing me away as if desperate to get rid of the thought along with our closeness. My dick slipped out of him, and he sat up with his back to me.

"I think it's just part of the 'Omega Awakening' that Dr. Jim mentioned. It doesn't have to mean anything more than that."

"You marked me, Soren," I said slowly, emphasizing the word.

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