Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas Chapter 262: I just remembered you owed me a kiss

Seo-Jun looked like he wanted to get in on the action, too, while Ki-hoon watched with a little skepticism in his gaze.

"Is it fun?" He asked and while I could not tell if he was asking the other two, I could feel his eyes on .

He either wanted to know if it was fun getting groped like that or if it was fun groping like that.

Whichever it was, the answer was yes so without realizing it, I actually nodded, shocking them.

What? Was I not supposed to be honest?

"Damn." Seo-Jun exclaid, nearly covering his mouth. "Jo-Pil, when did you beco so honest about what you liked?"

Is he an idiot? It was his fault my honesty was so ripe.

After all, he made ... He made say and do things I didn’t think I could ever do or say.

My face flushed.

"Don’t... Don’t you like it when I’m this honest?" I ended up asking, my tone soft and my face flushed.

I looked like a soft ball of peace, ripe and ready to pluck and that made them hungry.

I could see it in their eyes. A fruit that not only looked juicy but had a very delicious scent coming out of it was right in front of them, but they couldn’t even pluck it.

Ah, that’s what they get for being carnivores.

But... Do tigers eat peach?

No, they don’t. They might be able to nibble on the peach, but they don’t eat it, so... This peach is safe and sound.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat, suddenly feeling elated. I couldn’t let them know I was laughing.

"What’s so funny?" Seo-Jun asked and I paused.

Damn his personality. He surely knows how to pick up what others can’t even pick up.

"I just thought of sothing funny." I said and tapped Min-Cheol’s shoulder. "But it’s fine. I... I want to enter the rink now."

Yes, running now would be the best course of action.

I tried to balance on my feet but it was harder than I thought. Best be careful not to sprain my ankle while trying to skate.

It was my first ti after all.

"Jo-Pil," I heard Ki-hoon call out and I raised my head, only for my lips to et his.

Ah, why did this suddenly happen?

Well, it’s not like I hate it but... All of a sudden?

I kissed back, not holding anything back and the others didn’t intervene either, as if they had made so kind of rule concerning it.

"I just rembered you owed a kiss." He said and he broke the kiss, licking his lips and grinning. "And yes, I do like your honesty, even if it can be sowhat dangerous."

What?

That didn’t sound like sothing Ki-hoon would say after doing sothing like that. I blinked my eyes twice and then saw that it was indeed Ki-hoon. And there was that little blush underneath his eyes as he brushed the back of his neck nervously.

That was Ki-hoon alright. He just manned up to say sothing like that without blushing. For a mont there... He looked sexy. Handsoly sexy, if I might add. Ahem.

"Your honesty at all tis would be much appreciated." Jin-Yeok added. "Mostly when it’s sex related. We’ll never be able to know what makes you feel good the most if you never say, right?"

Liar. I thought, my eyes scrutinizing him and as if he read my thoughts, he laughed.

He surely, no, they would all surely know what made feel good, even if I didn’t say anything.

After all, my reaction would be far more sincere than any word that crossed my lips.

But I guess it would make them feel better if they heard it from my mouth.

Skin to skin, sweat dripping down, soft and heavy pants being exchanged, soft moans, and then that deep and prolonged gaze as if looking deep into each other’s souls... Desires flying through the air and our bodies connected down there, making us one. That sort of atmosphere, hearing say sothing like, ’There. It feels good there. Do it more.’ It would be the highlight of that sexual and lewd situation.

And at that point, we get drowned in ecstasy and--

"Jo-Pil," I flinched violently as Min-Cheol called out to , dropping his hand on my shoulder.

That... That was just my imagination but... I gulped, sweat rolling down to my chin... It felt so vivid.

I looked at Min-Cheol holding my hand in front of . My heart was racing. Not just from the excitent of my imagination, but because of the fact that I was going to skate on an ice rink for the first ti.

But forget that, let’s talk more about my daydream just now.

It felt real and I could feel every pore of my body breathing as if waiting for a certain intake.

I felt hot despite how cold it was in the ice rink.

Was I in trouble?

Seed like it.

If I couldn’t even concentrate during the day then I was very much in trouble.

I wouldn’t be surprised if soone told I was leaking Pheromones everywhere.

"You’re releasing your Pheromones, Hyung." Min-Cheol said, confirming my suspicion. "Are you okay? You seem distracted."

I looked past him and towards the other three who were skating as if they were on a walk in the pack.

How were they so good at it?

I was certain it wasn’t as easy as it looked.

"Are you scared?" He asked but I shook my head.

"Right now, I just can’t clear my mind," I said to him. "It’s as if I need sothing. I..." An idea suddenly crossed my mind and I looked at him, grinning. But then, his eyes widened as he watched my eyes, which were brownish gold suddenly turn fully gold.

I didn’t know what was going on but honestly, I felt sothing was different with my eyes. I just didn’t know that it was a color change.

"I think I understand, Hyung." He said, confusing .

What did he an? I didn’t even say anything.

And before I realized it, he started releasing his Pheromones.

A soft blue Pheromone that carried a refreshing feeling, as if hit by the ocean breeze.

Brr. In a cold place like this, it was supposed to feel aningless, but for who felt hot with breathing pores, this refreshing ocean breeze hit with the perfect cooling effect.

"How’s this?" He asked. "Do you feel better now?"

I don’t know what he thought of when he saw my eyes, or what he was thinking, but he was spot on in giving such a refreshing feeling.

"Thank you." I said, finally able to breathe properly.

"Don’t thank , Hyung." He said, smiling brightly. "I’m your mate, after all. It’s the least I can do."

Right, mate.

That was a word we rarely used but I think from the start, Min-Cheol considered his mate.