.
Wang Zheng took advantage of Liu Wei's slight movement on the bed to lie down beside her. The sweet, minty scent was so comforting and enveloping that she wished she could drown in it forever.
She could feel the young omega nestling closer between the sheets, seeking the warmth of her embrace, a silent gesture of intimacy. Their hearts seemed to synchronize, beating together in a slow, steady rhythm.
The quiet room was filled only with their measured breathing, heavy but calm.
Wang Zheng couldn't tell how long she lay there, watching Liu Wei sleep, but she could have stayed like that for hours. As time passed, the little princess's movements grew more restless, her temperature rising. Wang Zheng's worry returned, and she realized she might need the clean cloths Anna had left.
The young omega murmured her name in a delicate plea, fighting drowsiness even as her body begged for closeness. How could Wang Zheng resist such a sweet, insistent invitation? She couldn't—she wanted more, much more.
The queen brushed Liu Wei's forehead gently, trying to soothe her, but the touch seemed to stoke a subtle fire within the girl. When she least expected it, a sudden intensity rose that could not be contained.
Finally, Liu Wei opened her eyes, her gaze heavy with desire, her lips parted in a silent call. She traced Wang Zheng's face with her fingers, afraid this was a dream, fearing that the woman might vanish at any moment. How could her heart race so wildly for someone so real, yet so overwhelming?
Wang Zheng shifted slightly, still cradling Liu Wei, and turned on the small lamp beside the bed. The young omega's beauty struck her again; she brushed her lips lightly across hers, and the scent of mint lingered, sweet and intoxicating.
Liu Wei trembled at the smallest touch, her glands responding painfully to even the gentlest contact. She clung desperately to Wang Zheng, fingers gripping the black strands of her hair tightly, drawing a soft groan from the queen.
They were a tangle of emotion and instinct, each movement electric with sensation. Wang Zheng panted softly, trying to calm the girl, but nothing seemed enough. With a quiet sigh, she released her pheromones into the room.
Mint merged with pineapple in the air, natural as breathing. Within minutes, Liu Wei relaxed slightly, though she still held Wang Zheng tightly. She could no longer distinguish day from night, her senses entirely focused on the queen.
Liu Wei sat on Wang Zheng's lap, resting her head against her shoulder, feeling the light caress of cool, slender fingers on her bare back. Having been bathed by Anna, she remained unclothed to ease the cold compress and reduce her fever.
Her voice was thick and husky, murmuring in soft, slurred syllables. She tried to speak what she felt, but all that came out were small sounds and moans.
Wang Zheng stroked her back, whispering reassurance. "I'm here, and I'll stay with you."
She could feel Liu Wei's restlessness, her excitement mounting despite the slow easing of her fever. Loving someone so deeply was intoxicating, but being hostage to instinct was exhausting. Wang Zheng knew it was only a matter of time before desire took over, but she hoped the little princess would retain enough awareness to guide them forward.
The taste of mint lingered like a dream, but the presence of Liu Wei was even sweeter. After nearly an hour, the young omega had adjusted, understanding Wang Zheng would not abandon her. Her glands no longer ached, and her mind, though still weak, regained some clarity.
Wang Zheng remained quiet, her breathing the only sound. To an observer, it might seem Liu Wei had fallen asleep, but in truth, she was wide awake, attentive, and alert.
She kissed Wang Zheng's cheek softly. "Baby…"
The queen smiled at the tender gesture. "Feeling better, Weiwei?"
Liu Wei nodded, catching the faint sound of Wang Zheng's laugh. "Why do I see you more often without clothes than with lately?"
Her face burned red. She grabbed the sheet and covered herself hastily.
"I didn't know you could be shy," Wang Zheng teased, noticing the blush. She hugged her tighter, drawing Liu Wei against her chest.
The sweet scent of pineapple clung to her, mingling with hints of ginger and cinnamon from Wang Zheng's clothes.
"You smell like alpha pheromones…" Liu Wei said, her tone tinged with curiosity.
"I… am?" Wang Zheng asked, surprised.
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry, I need to shower…"
Wang Zheng tried to rise but was held firmly by Liu Wei. Worse than anyone else's pheromones was the thought of being apart from her.
Liu Wei knelt, rising taller than Wang Zheng on the bed. The sight of her silk-skinned body beneath the sheet was intoxicating. She tied her hair back, her body hot and flushed, pheromones radiating in abundance as she approached Wang Zheng, lips seeking hers.
"It doesn't matter… Come here… I want you," she whispered.
Liu Wei kissed, bit, and licked with a fierce hunger. No inch of Wang Zheng's body was untouched, no gesture left incomplete.
Underclothed and overdressed, the mismatch of sensation heightened every touch. Wang Zheng groaned, her clothes dampening as desire consumed her.
She wanted Liu Wei to be aware, to guide their actions. "Liu Wei, what do you want?"
The young omega paused, meeting Wang Zheng's eyes. She wanted everything. "I want to feel you… mark you with my scent… hear you moan my name…"
Her hands grasped Wang Zheng's dress, tearing it swiftly. "Wang Zheng, release your pheromones on me, okay?"
The queen's vision clouded. She was completely taken by temptation.
"You look better like this…" Liu Wei whispered in her ear.