Dirty Desire

Lin Meng was instantly dumbfounded when she heard Huo Yi’s words.

“Wha—what?”

A sound slipped out before she could stop it. Huo Yi grasped her slightly cool hand and pressed it against her own burning cheek. “Mengmeng... I know you’re very, very kind, so can you help me? In the six years since I differentiated, I’ve never been with an omega.”

This scorching body heat—Lin Meng had felt it on Su Yutang before. Right now, Huo Yi’s eyes were rimmed red, her face pitiful and delicate. “Mengmeng, if the one standing before you were Yun Huaizhu, and she begged you like this, would you help her?”

Lin Meng’s eyes widened in surprise at Huo Yi’s words.

Actually, Yun Huaizhu had already done exactly that.

But Yun Huaizhu was her good friend, and the circumstances back then had been special; to prevent others from being affected by an S-rank omega’s pheromones, she had agreed to help Yun Huaizhu.

That kind of shameful thing—every time Lin Meng remembered it, her face flushed. It was only now, when Huo Yi brought it up again, that Lin Meng vaguely realized: by any normal logic, shouldn’t she have been the one helping Yun Huaizhu?

Being topped by an alpha was one thing, but how was she also the one being topped by an omega?

Huo Yi’s actions right now were truly dangerous. Lin Meng already felt there was no escape, but she knew this wasn’t right.

She’d had unavoidable reasons for helping Su Yutang and Yun Huaizhu, but Huo Yi was in no mortal danger, and her pheromones weren’t the kind of dangerous-level scent that could cause a riot. The nearest pharmacy to her home was only ten minutes away; as long as Huo Yi let her go and let her go downstairs...

Huo Yi hadn’t lost her reason yet, and her heat was approaching, not already here. She was putting on this act only to probe Lin Meng’s attitude—Lin Meng seemed extremely resistant to this kind of thing.

If she simply asked for help, Lin Meng would probably refuse. But what if Lin Meng were also caught in a whirlpool of desire?

Would Lin Meng, noticing something off about herself, agree?

Seeing Lin Meng hesitate, Huo Yi choked out: “I’ve always thought my desires were despicable, so for six years, every time my heat came, I’d either inject suppressants or just grit my teeth through it. So can Mengmeng-jie help me? I won’t penetrate—just hold me while we sleep, okay?”

Lin Meng had been roasted over the fire this whole time. When she heard Huo Yi only wanted to be held while sleeping, the caution in her eyes instantly relaxed into relief. “That’s fine, but I still need to buy you suppressants...”

Huo Yi’s face contorted as if she’d lost control, and she shouted: “I don’t need them!”

Lin Meng flinched. She had never seen Huo Yi look so stern.

Seeing that her outburst had frightened Lin Meng, Huo Yi gently grasped Lin Meng’s trembling arm. “Mengmeng, don’t be afraid. I just... don’t want to use suppressants this time. If you hold me, maybe I can get through it like this. Someone like me will probably never find an omega in her whole life, which means I’ll never be free of suppressants. But I hate that stuff. Injecting suppressants hurts, and I hate being controlled by my heat. So please...”

As Huo Yi spoke, tears fell uncontrollably. Seeing her like this, Lin Meng felt a stir of pity in her heart and couldn’t help but be moved.

“Okay, Yiyi.” Lin Meng stared into those eyes on the verge of collapse and agreed.

Huo Yi suddenly stopped sobbing. She raised her head, blinking her tear-filled, misty eyes. “R-really?”

Seeing that expression, Lin Meng found it even harder to refuse. It was just holding Huo Yi while sleeping—they’d shared a bed last night anyway. It was no big deal.

Lin Meng nodded again. “Mmhm.”

...

When the plane was in the stratosphere, layer upon layer of clouds spread beneath like a white carpet.

The eleven a.m. sunlight was unbearably scorching. When Su Yutang looked out through the round window, the light seemed to sting her eyes. Although the steward beside her had already reminded her to pull down the shade, she did as she pleased.

She hadn’t seen such blazing sunlight in a long time, so she wanted to look a while longer, to adapt to the environment beyond the isolated island as quickly as possible.

On the private jet bound for Jing City.

This was the first time Su Yutang had gotten her phone back after leaving Jing City half a year ago. The contents and contacts in her phone had dwindled considerably—presumably, aside from the people one absolutely had to know in Jing City’s circles, all the miscellaneous contacts had been deleted.

Deleting the others was one thing, but Lin Meng’s contact information had also vanished from her phone.

In the past, no matter how angry Lin Meng made her, she had never been willing to delete Lin Meng. Yet she’d only been imprisoned for half a year, and Lin Meng had vanished from her life.

Before this, she’d still fantasized that even if Su Yurong deleted Lin Meng’s contact from her phone, it wouldn’t matter—at least the chat history would remain. The messages Lin Meng had sent her—whenever she was unhappy, she’d pull them out and read them. She would never meet anyone who made her as happy as Lin Meng.

But reality splashed cold water on her. The chat history had all been erased.

Su Yurong was determined to cut things off completely, leaving her no chance at all.

Though this outcome was within Su Yutang’s expectations, she couldn’t help but resent this mother who was drifting further and further from her. This repeated imprisonment also told her: if her own strength didn’t surpass Su Yurong’s, she would continue to be controlled in the future, treated as an heir to wield power.

Since she’d gotten out this time, she absolutely would not return to that cage.

Throughout the journey, besides thinking about how to deal with her mother, Su Yutang felt a faint unease in her heart. She’d been gone half a year—were those persistent flies still hovering around Lin Meng?

Had Lin Meng forgotten her?

Before leaving, she’d instructed Lin Meng not to get a girlfriend. Had Lin Meng not listened to her at all?

The more Su Yutang thought about it, the more restless she became. She cracked her knuckles, the joints emitting crisp pops.

She’d learned this from watching people on the streets when she was little. At first she found it fun, but after Su Yurong discovered it, Su Yurong forbade her from making such unrefined gestures. That was the first time she’d shown a rebellious streak. She stubbornly questioned Su Yurong: “Why can they do it but I can’t?”

Su Yurong reprimanded her loudly: “Because you are Su Yurong’s daughter, the future heir of the Su family! Your every word and action represents the Su family. If you pick up those bad habits from the streets, how will the distinguished families of Jing City’s high society view us? Since you enjoy everything that comes with being Eldest Miss Su, you should bear the responsibilities of that title!”

Su Yutang changed anyway.

Because afterward, Su Yurong gently apologized to her. So she understood Su Yurong, and she understood that she wasn’t born able to do anything she pleased. But later, whenever she encountered something that made her restless and anxious, she would still instinctively make that gesture.

It’s fine. It’s all fine—as long as Lin Meng was still within her sight, once she reclaimed the power that was rightfully hers, she could still live happily with Lin Meng.

...

Lin Meng knew Huo Yi had a cleanliness obsession, so the night before, in front of Huo Yi, she’d changed the bedsheets and pillowcases to fresh ones. Huo Yi had brought her own blanket from home, but Lin Meng had folded it into a strip and pushed it aside.

Huo Yi’s body was too hot now; she didn’t need a blanket.

Lin Meng lay in bed, pressed close to Huo Yi’s burning body. She kept feeling that Huo Yi’s scorching heat was different from what she’d felt on Su Yutang and Yun Huaizhu before.

In a daze, she seemed to smell a rich, sweet fragrance—a scent she’d never encountered in any perfume. She couldn’t describe it, but it was so potent it almost made her head spin.

She suddenly felt like she wasn’t herself anymore.

For some reason, images flashed through her mind—someone seemed to pinch her chin while she slept, asking her, “Did you feel good that day?”

Which day?

The day with Su Yutang, or the night with Yun Huaizhu?

She felt as if she’d fallen into heat too. A thin blush spread across her cheeks, and they began to burn.

Although she’d never experienced it herself, based on her years of reading novels, Su Yutang’s technique should rank among the worst. But strangely, even though Su Yutang’s technique was terrible, in the end she’d still felt some pleasure. And Yun Huaizhu was...

...

These were obviously the most shameful things she didn’t want to recall, so why was she thinking of them now?

And her body was starting to show strange reactions.

Just as Lin Meng’s thoughts were about to descend into chaos, she suddenly remembered something. She quickly sat up and looked at Huo Yi, whose breathing had grown rapid. “Yiyi, didn’t you say you ordered some groceries? If they arrive this afternoon, will your pheromones affect others?”

Huo Yi’s face flickered with astonishment at these words. She nearly burst out laughing, as if she couldn’t control it.

At a time like this, when she was about to be devoured, Lin Meng still had the presence of mind to think about others.

Huo Yi was confident today, so she wasn’t in a hurry. “Mengmeng, don’t worry. I changed the address last minute; those things are being delivered to my home. Someone will sign for them. After my heat passes, I’ll buy you new ones.”

Only then did Lin Meng relax slightly.

Huo Yi pulled her arm and slowly lay down. Lin Meng, completely unguarded, lay on her side pressed close to her. Huo Yi, as if coaxing her, lifted Lin Meng’s arm and placed it on her own waist. “Mengmeng, when you first met me, you didn’t seem to like me much. Is it because my looks don’t match your taste?”

You clearly like beautiful women.

Though Huo Yi couldn’t be called a peerless beauty, she still had a seductive charm.

Hearing this, Lin Meng guiltily buried her head. “No... Yiyi is very beautiful. I really like Yiyi’s face.” As soon as she said it, she felt it was inappropriate and immediately added, “Of course I like Yiyi as a person too. We’re good friends, after all.”

Liking both the face and the person—isn’t that exactly what couples feel?

Huo Yi had wanted to seduce her into saying it, but Lin Meng had patched things up at the last second.

Lin Meng didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt worse and worse, and an abnormal flush began spreading across her body. She turned over onto her back and lay flat, breathing rapidly.

The bedroom air conditioner was on, but twenty degrees couldn’t stop her rising body temperature.

Seeing that Lin Meng was no longer holding her, Huo Yi slowly crawled over and asked softly, “Mengmeng, why did you let go? I need you.”

Lin Meng said hoarsely, “Yiyi, I think I’m sick. I feel so hot all over—maybe I have a fever... I, I can’t be too close to you, in case I pass it on.”

Hearing this, Huo Yi’s conscience actually ached faintly. But there was no helping it—she really wanted to taste sweet Mengmeng-jie.

She’d guessed this might happen when she first decided to poach Su Yutang’s corner. She even thought that if it came down to it, she could share Lin Meng with Su Yutang.

After all, from the very beginning, she’d positioned herself as the mistress.

Huo Yi reached over as if deeply concerned and touched Lin Meng’s forehead. Then, as if unsure, she pressed her own pink-tinged cheek to Lin Meng’s forehead. “Not hot at all. Mengmeng is overthinking. You don’t have a fever.”

Lin Meng, as if unable to bear the itchy, stifling heat, clutched at her collar. “But I still feel so hot. I can barely breathe...”

Seeing that Lin Meng didn’t even have the strength to unbutton her pajamas, Huo Yi helpfully reached over to undo her clothes. “It’s okay, Mengmeng. You feel hot because you’re too anxious. Let’s take off your clothes first, okay?”

Lin Meng: “No—”

Before she could finish, Huo Yi had already gently yet deftly removed her top.

Lin Meng felt a chill on her skin, but the scorching sensation rushing to her head didn’t stop. Just as Huo Yi’s hand moved to pull down her pants, Lin Meng weakly grabbed her hand. “Yiyi, what are you doing?”

Huo Yi frowned, looking concerned. “Of course I’m taking off all your clothes. If you’re completely undressed, maybe you’ll feel better.” With that, she began forcefully tugging at Lin Meng’s pants.

The corners of Lin Meng’s eyes were stained with a red that seemed to ignite desire.

She widened her eyes in disbelief. “Yiyi, no—”

Hearing this, Huo Yi suddenly looked up with a pitiful expression. “I just want you to feel better. We’re the same, you and I. Except for not having pheromones, you have everything I have. You said we’re good friends.”

The words “good friends” were like the last straw that broke Lin Meng. The strength in her grip on her waistband drained away in an instant.

...

She didn’t know why her head suddenly buzzed, and even the blush on her face deepened.

With the burden of clothes gone, Lin Meng did feel the stifling heat ease. But the next moment, a strange sensation spread beneath the remaining fabric covering her skin...

This itch was unbearable. She began to curl up, shame flooding her mind. She started sobbing. “Yiyi, please... can you go out for a moment? I... I think something’s wrong with me.”

Seeing this, Huo Yi put on the most exaggerated expression of surprise she’d ever worn. “Wrong? Wrong how?”

Lin Meng was so ashamed she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She was truly about to break down. “Just... don’t ask. Please go out for a moment, okay?”

Huo Yi reached over and stroked Lin Meng’s back. The line of her back extending to her waist was perfectly proportioned, like a flawless goddess statue from Greek mythology.

Lin Meng didn’t know why, but her senses seemed magnified countless times over. When she felt Huo Yi’s touch, she couldn’t help but tremble.

...

Huo Yi’s lips twitched slightly, as if she couldn’t control herself.

She leaned close to Lin Meng, then took Lin Meng’s hand. Her lips kissed it—slow and gentle—but when she reached the inner arm, she bit down, neither too hard nor too soft.

Lin Meng’s brain nearly short-circuited at the sight. When she tried to pull her arm back, she suddenly noticed that while Huo Yi kissed her, the prickling itch on her body lessened considerably.

The process wasn’t as unbearable anymore.

How could this be?

Lin Meng began to doubt life itself. Huo Yi lifted her head, a trace of pleased amusement on her face. “Does Mengmeng go into heat like an omega? So cute.”

Hearing this, Lin Meng almost instantly curled up, burying her face against her pink-tinged knees. “No! It’s not like that...”

Huo Yi chuckled softly.

...

Lin Meng was truly on the verge of collapse. She suddenly began to sob in trembling gasps. “I... I really don’t know why this is happening. I’m really not an omega. I’m just an ordinary person. I don’t have pheromones, and I can’t smell pheromones either, wu wu...”

Huo Yi hadn’t expected Lin Meng to be so thin-skinned, to break down so easily under the catalysis of desire.

This person not only understood nothing about feelings, but couldn’t even distinguish lust.

Seeing this, Huo Yi stopped teasing her. She moved forward and embraced Lin Meng. She could feel the thin layer of sweat gradually forming on Lin Meng’s smooth skin.

Huo Yi leaned close to her ear and said ambiguously, “I’m uncomfortable, and Mengmeng is uncomfortable. So why don’t we just help each other? After all, Mengmeng is in this state—you definitely can’t go out and see anyone, right?”

Lin Meng’s mind had been tormented by wave after wave of inexplicable sensation until she was barely lucid. Hearing these words, she raised her head and looked into those seductive fox eyes. “Can friends help each other like this too?”

Huo Yi gently rubbed her thumb over Lin Meng’s soft lips. “Of course, Mengmeng.”

As if falling into a carefully laid trap, Lin Meng gave a slight nod. “Okay.”

Huo Yi finally couldn’t help but curve her lips. She leaned in and covered those slightly parted lips. Lin Meng still carried the scent of last night’s bath—this faint fragrance lured her like an omega’s pheromones.

But Huo Yi knew very clearly: this wasn’t some AO pheromone attraction, nor any fateful bond.

At this moment, she was so aroused because she liked Lin Meng.

Huo Yi kissed every inch of Lin Meng’s body, gentle yet possessive. She wasn’t someone who knew how to hide things, so she wanted to leave her mark on Lin Meng’s most visible places.

...

...

But it felt good. Without realizing it, she wrapped her arms around Huo Yi’s shoulders and called out, “Harder. Hold me tighter.”

Huo Yi seemed encouraged. This was the first time in her twenty-plus years she’d done such a thing—especially since the person she was tangled with in bed was the one Su Yutang liked. This gave her an even greater sense of accomplishment.

...

No wonder so many people in their circles were addicted to this kind of thing. No wonder sometimes her mothers would go out for a month or two without coming back. So this kind of thing really was addictive.

Huo Yi felt she was hitting her stride. She didn’t want to stop at all.

But at the same time, Lin Meng, gradually feeling exhaustion and soreness, grabbed her and begged like a poor, adorable little white rabbit. “No, Yiyi... can’t keep going. I can’t take it.”

Huo Yi coaxed in a very gentle tone, “No, you can. Mengmeng is the best.”

Behind the gentleness was an increasingly uncontrollable tide of passion.

Lin Meng’s eyes widened in terror.

Weren’t they supposed to help each other? Why was she the only one bearing the storm in the end?

*

In the end, Lin Meng, as if she couldn’t take it anymore, tried to slip away through a gap while Huo Yi paused briefly. But the next moment, those damp hands caught her slender white ankle and dragged her back.

That night, Lin Meng wasn’t sure whether she shed more tears or something else.

To keep Lin Meng from dehydrating, Huo Yi even held water in her mouth and fed it to her sip by sip.

...

Six years ago, when Huo Yi first differentiated into an A-rank alpha, her two mothers were actually very happy. But she herself was somewhat unhappy—she felt that if Su Yutang could differentiate into an S-rank alpha, why couldn’t she?

This way, she would be suppressed by Su Yutang at every turn again.

Over the years, she’d striven for excellence in everything, but the rank at differentiation was the one thing she couldn’t control.

She stood before the rank-testing device with a sullen face. Her mothers were overjoyed, but the next moment, when the doctor came out holding a stack of report papers, everyone’s expression changed.

The doctor pushed up his glasses and pointed at the report. “Madam Huo, according to our tests, your daughter’s ylang-ylang pheromones contain an aphrodisiac component. For your daughter’s safety and to protect others, she must carry suppressants with her at all times.”

Huo Rui’an asked in disbelief, “Doctor, could you have made a mistake? My Yiyi is only fifteen. How could she...”

“Madam Huo, I understand how you feel. Although your daughter’s rank can’t compare to an S-rank alpha, this aphrodisiac-type pheromone is something even an S-rank omega cannot resist. Even an ordinary beta who inhales it risks arousal. Until your daughter has a partner, our recommendation is that she carry suppressants at all times. Of course, your daughter’s condition is rare globally. It’s not a disease, but a pheromone syndrome with special properties...”

Huo Yi only remembered that her mother discussed things with the doctor in the hospital for a long time.

After learning that her pheromones contained an aphrodisiac component, she couldn’t help but sneer in mockery.

She’d wanted to differentiate into an S-rank alpha to stand on equal footing with Su Yutang, who always suppressed her. She didn’t want to be the eternal second place anymore.

An S-rank alpha can suppress all alphas below her tier. No omega can escape the lure of her pheromones. Huo Yi had thought she was inferior, but her pheromones could make both alphas and omegas lose control simultaneously. If she wanted, she could arrange a fateful bond for any two people she favored at any time.

But she loathed her pheromones. How was this different from feeding someone an aphrodisiac?

If she really found an omega to date in the future, she wouldn’t even be able to tell whether the other person was making love to her out of love or under the influence of her aphrodisiac pheromones.

So from that time on, she completely sealed off her desires. She never released her pheromones in public. She thought these arousal-inducing pheromones were dirty.

And she hated dirty things most of all.

Gradually, she couldn’t tell what love and desire really were—until the day she saw Su Yutang wagging her tail like a dog, fawning over an ordinary beta. That beta was indeed, as Su Yutang said, very cute.

She’d been suppressed by the number one for too long. She wanted a chance to surpass the one who always had the upper hand, so she deliberately approached Lin Meng to explore what kind of person she really was.

What right did an ordinary beta have to make S-rank alphas and omegas fall for her?

Now, Huo Yi finally understood.

Lin Meng truly was a tempting piece of honey candy. She possessed a heart as pure as a goddess. How could someone like this not be held tightly in one’s palm?

Because she was truly alluring. If you didn’t seize the chance to keep her by your side, she would soon make room for others in her heart.

Huo Yi had known from the start that Lin Meng’s feelings could never be entirely focused on her. So she seduced Lin Meng, forced her to sink into a sea of desire together—all just to carve out a place for herself in Lin Meng’s heart.

She saw clearly: once she left a place in Lin Meng’s heart, Lin Meng would remember her forever, think of her forever.

Even if that longing was barely worth mentioning.

...

Lin Meng didn’t know how long she’d slept in a daze. When the alarm rang, she struggled out of her dreams.

Irritably, she silenced the alarm and turned over toward the inside of the bed.

Through bleary eyes, she seemed to see a familiar face close to hers. At first, Lin Meng didn’t think much of it and closed her eyes again.

The next moment, she suddenly sensed something was wrong and snapped her eyes open.

What greeted her was Huo Yi lying naked beside her. In that instant, Lin Meng’s mind buzzed, and she thought she was dreaming again.

In disbelief, she pinched her own cheek.

It hurt...

Clearly, this was not a dream!

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Lin Meng scrambled out of bed as if having a breakdown. When she saw the mess on the floor beside the bed, she felt an urge to bash her head against the wall.

Without thinking, she grabbed a bedsheet, wrapped it around herself, and ran toward the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, Lin Meng’s heart pounded violently. Just as she covered her mouth with both hands, forcing herself to calm down, she suddenly noticed the bite marks and love bites on her arm.

In that moment, images flashed through her mind like a videotape playing—

Lin Meng, in disbelief, steadied herself trembling against the sink. Then, in the mirror, she discovered kiss marks spreading from her neck down to her collarbone and below.

Seeing this, Lin Meng felt an absurd sensation wash over her. She’d slept with Huo Yi?

She’d actually slept with Huo Yi!!!

How could she do this? Why did she keep making mistake after mistake?

Huo Yi was lying in her bed right now, only a living room away. If she left this bathroom, she’d have to face Huo Yi.

But how was she supposed to face Huo Yi?

Just as Lin Meng leaned against the door, utterly broken, a knock sounded behind her—“Knock, knock, knock—”

“Mengmeng, are you in there?”