The Amnesiac Omega Who Reels Me In Every Day – Chapter 56
by Little PandaTaboo Maelstrom
This, Jiang Jinyi remembered — Jiang Youwan had said she feared pain and didn’t want injections anymore.
She was in heat again now. Without a suppressant injection, it would be agonizing.
So, so…
Jiang Youwan’s slender arms wrapped around Jiang Jinyi’s neck, her fingers stroking the back of her nape, petting her like a little puppy. Desire rippled through her eyes as she murmured with mild complaint, “Is Xiao Jin still going to give jiejie a suppressant injection?”
She appeared to be asking, but the undertone was thoroughly commanding — as if one “yes” from Jinyi would mean she’d strip her bare and devour her whole.
The back of Jinyi’s nape was being toyed with again, her body tingling and numb. Having only recently been under the influence of that drug, how could she withstand this kind of teasing? Desire was quickly stoked.
She wanted to resist but knew she couldn’t possibly escape. She bit her lip, struggling to concentrate enough to answer Youwan’s question. “…No more injections. That hurts.”
Jinyi feared pain too — she’d always taken suppressant pills before, but pills were less effective than injections.
For SSS-class, suppressant pills were useless.
“No more, then,” Youwan said. “So tell me — what should we do?”
Pressing closer with every word, she backed Jinyi into a crimson-faced, stammering mess.
So, so shy.
She couldn’t even bring herself to say the word “marking.”
Youwan’s gaze dropped to her lips. She pressed her thumb against them, rubbed twice, and asked in a husky voice, “Has Huo Qi ever kissed you?”
Jinyi shook her head frantically, panic flashing in her eyes as she rushed to explain. “No! I never let her kiss me!”
“Only jiejie?”
Jinyi felt a little bashful, but she was desperate for Youwan to know that only she had ever kissed her. Pushing through her embarrassment, she nodded.
“Only jiejie.”
Only ever kissed by her sister — didn’t that sound incredibly strange? Who gives their first kiss to their sister? How indecent it sounded.
This taboo maelstrom — Jiang Jinyi couldn’t struggle free at all. She was gradually sinking in, growing infatuated, reveling in it.
Youwan was deeply satisfied with this answer. She tilted her head up and pressed a kiss to her lips — once, twice — then, staying close against her mouth, slipped out her tongue and easily invaded Jinyi’s mouth.
The kiss sent Jinyi’s heart racing. The desire that had been stoked found an outlet, and she couldn’t help leaning into Youwan — but then Youwan pulled back.
Jinyi’s lips parted softly, breathless, the rims of her eyes reddening. She looked at Youwan with wronged eyes, as if asking: Why did you stop kissing me?
Her heart was pounding so fast, her mind a tangled mess. She desperately wanted to know what her relationship with Youwan was right now.
“Xiao Jin…” Youwan called suddenly. Jinyi snapped back, gazing nervously into her eyes. Youwan smiled and asked, “Do you have someone you like?”
She’d just been thinking about this very question. Now that it was asked point-blank, Jinyi’s heart gave a jolt, and a strange premonition crept over her. Her heart pounded like a drum as she answered in a voice smaller than a whisper. “…I do…”
“Oh, you do.” Youwan’s eyes glinted with meaning. “How long have you liked her? Why hasn’t she become your girlfriend yet? Do you want jiejie to teach you how to chase a girl?”
Jinyi blinked, momentarily at a loss. She thought Youwan had misunderstood — assumed the girl she liked was someone else.
But she quickly understood: Youwan was definitely asking with full knowledge. If she actually thought Jinyi liked someone else, she wouldn’t be smiling this radiantly right now.
“Well? Do you want me to or not?”
“I do…”
Youwan secretly released her own datura pheromones, letting them grow ever thicker, while coaxing her along. “Good. Step one — help her rinse the foam off her body.”
That “her,” that person she liked — it could only be Youwan.
Jinyi obediently picked up the showerhead, her lashes trembling wildly, and rinsed the foam from Youwan’s body.
When she turned away again to rinse her back, Jinyi caught sight of her gland. Her jaw clenched. An urge to bite down surged through her, growing fiercer by the second, suppressed with all her might until her eyes went red from the strain.
She wanted so badly to bite her. Her body felt like it had yesterday under the drug’s influence — but this time it wasn’t the drug. It was Youwan.
Youwan’s pheromones were an aphrodisiac to her.
Biology class had taught that pheromones should be kept hidden, never let run wild — except in front of your partner…
Had Youwan never taken biology class? Did she not know her pheromones shouldn’t be flooding everywhere?
The datura scent grew ever more intense, yet Jinyi wore the cowed look of the magistrate who may set fires while the commoners dare not light their lamps1.
She held her own pheromones bottled up tightly, because she’d always despised alphas who let their pheromones leak everywhere. Her gland felt ready to burst — but what she didn’t know was that her gland no longer belonged to her. It was Youwan’s now. Her pheromones had already surged out of their own accord to please Youwan.
Already leaving Youwan flooded and overwhelmed.
Rinsing off the bubbles was excruciating, but Youwan had said this was step one in chasing a girl. Jinyi did it with patience and care, then reported obediently, “All rinsed.”
She couldn’t help thinking greedily: Does rinsing clean mean she’d caught her girlfriend? Would Youwan let her mark her now?
As she thought this, Youwan turned to face her, cheeks flushed, eyes hazy. She leaned in slowly, and Jinyi’s heart raced, anticipating whatever Youwan might do to her.
Instead, Youwan simply reached past her for the bath towel, unhurriedly wrapping it around herself, leaving Jinyi standing there in a daze.
Youwan looked at her bewildered eyes, one corner of her mouth curving up, and said mildly, “All done. Go rinse yourself clean now.”
With that, she turned and unlocked the bathroom door that had been bolted shut. Watching this, Jinyi felt an inexplicable wave of disappointment.
Youwan wasn’t locking her in anymore…
Youwan didn’t look at her expression. She slowly opened the door, sauntered out, then thoughtfully closed it behind her.
Left alone in the bathroom, Jinyi’s face was a mix of confusion and hurt. For some reason, she felt hollow inside, deeply unhappy — as if she’d been abandoned and toyed with.
Youwan was so cruel…
Sinking in her disappointment, Jinyi rinsed the bubbles from her own body. About ten minutes later, she toweled off, blow-dried her hair, and put on the outfit she’d set aside — an academy-style uniform, with a little skirt, blouse, and tie. Her long black hair fell loose, giving her a polished, youthful, adorable look.
Fully dressed, her stomach a little hungry, she was thinking about going downstairs to eat when she pushed open the bathroom door.
She froze. The sight before her stole her breath.
She’d assumed Youwan had left after teasing her, but the bedroom was even more saturated with the rich scent of datura than the bathroom. And there was Youwan — lounging lazily on her bed, clutching a puppy plush toy, playing with it idly.
She wore an intensely sexy black lace nightgown, a fluffy cat tail curving up behind her. Jinyi stared, transfixed. Youwan heard her and glanced back with a look that seemed to hook her soul right out of her.
Overstimulated beyond endurance, Jinyi’s body carried her to the bedside of its own accord.
Youwan held the puppy plush against her chest, gazing up at Jinyi with a sultry smile. She said nothing — just looked at her with those eyes, a direct challenge to an alpha’s self-control.
Jinyi’s heart pounded like a drum, her throat bone-dry. Confronted with this sight for the first time, she could barely string words together. “You… you… why are you on my bed…”
In a sultry nasal tone, Youwan said, “I’m not just going to be on your bed — I’m going to make you, on your bed…”
“…fuck me to death.”
She breathed out the last three words, and before Jinyi could react, Youwan grabbed her tie and pulled her down. The distance between them collapsed in an instant. Youwan held back no longer — she wrapped her arms around Jinyi’s neck and kissed her, deep and consuming. Jinyi fumbled to match her, following her rhythm.
Youwan’s body gradually went soft. Jinyi could hold back no more, shifting from passive to active, lost in a haze of passion, utterly forgetful of everything else.
Youwan lay back on Jinyi’s pillow, receiving her kisses. Plush toys had been knocked off the bed in their frenzy — neither cared, body and soul wholly consumed by each other.
Jinyi had just come from feeling wronged, and Youwan knew exactly what she was doing — kissing her while stroking her hair, encouraging and comforting all at once. In the brief moments their lips parted, even though she was clearly gasping for air from the kissing, she’d still smile and tell her she was doing wonderfully, then lean in and offer another kiss as a reward. Being treated this way, Jinyi grew addicted — craving more kisses, more praise.
When had she become like this? Ever since waking from that accident, this was how Youwan had trained her.
After one long, fierce kiss, Youwan licked her own swollen lips under Jinyi’s rapt gaze, then gently pushed the still-kiss-hungry Jinyi away. She rolled over in Jinyi’s arms, turning her back, pressing her waist down, and let the raised tail swish. The tail brushed across Jinyi’s body. She looked back, eyes brimming with desire. “My tail — do you like it? Is it cute?”
“Cute…” Jinyi said blankly.
Before her eyes, Youwan swayed her hips, sweeping all her thick hair to one side. Her swan neck was bared. The visual impact nearly shattered every last vestige of Jinyi’s reason. She surged forward, lips pressing to her gland, teeth bared, about to bite down — but Youwan stopped her. “Just kissing for now. No biting yet…”
Jinyi breathed heavily, rushing to promise. “I’ll be gentle. Really, really gentle. I won’t hurt you…”
She thought Youwan was afraid of pain.
How pure-hearted Xiao Jin was.
If it had been any other alpha, in this moment they wouldn’t have cared about the omega’s wishes or feelings — they’d simply follow their own desires.
This Jinyi captivated Youwan. She even fantasized: what if one day Jinyi forced love on her too…
Just the thought made Youwan even more excited. But for now, she needed to teach this current version of her properly.
Youwan’s voice wavered. “Last time, didn’t jiejie teach you how to fuck an omega? Now you need to kiss the back of her neck while you fuck her, and you can only bite when jiejie says you can, understand?”
“…Mm.” Jinyi was very obedient. She truly held back from biting, only kissing the nape, sometimes licking. What had started as clumsy movements grew increasingly skilled under Youwan’s patient guidance.
In the bedroom, two streams of pheromones merged, endlessly entangled — heady with desire and sweet.
Youwan’s rising sounds and constant praise were the greatest encouragement for Jinyi, spurring her to keep trying new things, exploring new territory.
Yet it also constantly reminded her of what she was doing right now — with her own sister.
What she was doing.
The wave was about to crest. Feeling Jinyi begin to test with her teeth, gently probing, Youwan felt an instinctive fear — the fear every omega experienced. Yet it was also what she craved most, had craved for years.
She bit her own lip and said in a trembling voice, “Mark jiejie. Bite down…”
Permission granted, Jinyi’s restraint crumbled entirely. She bit down on her gland, and in an instant, hyacinth pheromones surged like electricity through every limb and bone of Youwan’s body. After her mind went blank, her grip on the pillow slowly loosened. Her whole body went limp, lips parted wide as she gasped for air.
Fucked. Marked…
In this moment, she looked exactly like a doll fucked to ruin.
After a while, she felt Jinyi’s body press against her back. Youwan turned weakly — and met those misty, tear-filled eyes. Tears swirled in Jinyi’s lashes and soon spilled over, running down her flushed cheeks and chin, dripping onto Youwan’s skin.
“Did I hurt you?” Jinyi sniffled, full of self-blame. “I should have bitten more gently, but I couldn’t control myself…”
Couldn’t control herself — like a puppy that had finally gotten a taste of meat, she simply couldn’t hold back.
Looking at her wretched, pitiful face, Youwan found it both hilarious and heartbreaking. Her heart melted into a puddle. She raised her weak arm and wiped away Jinyi’s tears. “Why are you crying? Anyone would think you were the one who got marked. It doesn’t hurt at all. Xiao Jin was amazing — jiejie loved it…”
Jinyi didn’t know why she was crying either. She just wanted to cry, couldn’t hold back. So embarrassing…
She swiped at her tears and buried her face in the crook of Youwan’s neck. Youwan soothed her gently, and they lingered close together.
Jinyi was lost in her own inexplicable urge to cry, yet feeling so fulfilled and sweet — but she didn’t know what Youwan was thinking.
Youwan was thinking: Xiao Jin is so pure. She was already looking forward to the day when this pure-hearted Xiao Jin would be trained, little by little — trained into a puppy whose eyes held only her, a puppy that obeyed only her.
A little alpha who fell into rut the moment she was casually tempted.
From now on, she’d never be able to leave. Even if she recovered her memories, she still wouldn’t be able to quit, wouldn’t be able to escape.
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