Kiss Me if You Can-Chapter 29Vol. 2 .2

These bastards, not being able to do it alone, had ganged up for this.

"Don't you know that the basic spirit of a sportsman is fair play?"

As Josh sneered, the guys hesitated, looking at each other. Then, one of them said,

"I'm not a sportsman."

"And you're not one either."

Following that guy's remark, everyone burst into laughter. Josh's brow furrowed slightly. He realized that this wasn't just a simple mob lynching.

Then, belatedly, the word 'omega' they had thrown at him earlier came back to him. Simultaneously, one of the guys stepped forward and opened his mouth.

"Are you really manifested? You don't look any different."

"That's right."

As he said that, another guy showed Josh's bag. What he took out from inside was an inhibitor. Seeing this, the gang still looked skeptical as they alternated their gaze between the drug and Josh. Then, one of them said,

"If you're not sure, just test him. See if this guy reacts to pheromones."

"But doesn't he not react if he takes the drug?"

At that, another guy answered,

"It doesn't stop it, just dulls it."

Along with that, another guy stepped forward.

"If you pour out enough pheromones, no amount of the drug can withstand it."

Soon after, the subtly present scent became thicker. Josh then realized. It was the scent of an alpha's pheromones.

...Oh.

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and his mind grew foggy. This sensation was new to him, and though Josh was confused, no matter how hard he tried, his consciousness only grew more and more vague.

"Oh, it seems to be working."

"Has he really become an omega? That Josh Bailey?"

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As someone incredulously stated, another guy responded.

"You'll know if you strip him."

"How?"

The guy took a step towards Josh and said,

"Omegas, you know, when they get excited, they get wet down there."

Josh furrowed his brows, trying hard to regain his senses. But his breathing became more rapid, his vision blurred, and his mind wouldn't work. All he could feel was the desire for more of the pheromone scent.

More.

"Be careful, he might kick. That guy is no ordinary stallion."

As someone spoke with disgust, giving a warning, the guy who approached Josh scoffed.

"A stallion? This guy won't be sowing any seeds from now on. He's the one to receive."

And then the guy reached for Josh's pants.

"Let's see whose seed he'll carry among us?"

...!

Without a chance to resist, his pants were stripped away. Josh's long legs were exposed without any struggle.

For a moment, they all blankly stared down at Josh. The guy who always looked down on them was now rolling on the ground, intoxicated by the pheromones. What a sight it was.

Gulp. The sound of swallowing was loud, and then someone spoke.

"I think I can do it."

When the plan was first made, most were skeptical. Raping Josh Bailey, how could that even be considered? Especially the idea of getting aroused by a man was unimaginable. Plus, considering that the man was Josh, who was over six feet tall and muscularly built, it sounded even more absurd.

But now that the situation had unfolded right before their eyes, the atmosphere had dramatically changed. The guy who had always seemed so strong was now beneath their feet, and a sense of superior lust surged within them.

I am stronger than Josh Bailey.

People around started swallowing heavily, breathing hard. Someone was fumbling with their pants, eager to take out their genitals immediately.

"Wait, everyone will get their turn."

Surely, the guy who had planned this was clear.

"We have plenty of time, let's play with him slowly. He can't fight back anyway."

It was infuriating, but true. Although only his wrists were tied, Josh couldn't muster any strength. His entire body felt crushed under the cascade of pheromones. His lower parts continued to get wetter, and his mind was filled with nothing but a longing for the pheromones.

Someone, to me.

His belly was throbbing, and the inside of his buttocks was itching. If someone would insert something behind him, it might quench his insane craving. He would willingly lick the soles of shoes if it could just give him some relief.

Suddenly, Josh realized. He had indeed become an omega.

Until now, he had never considered himself weak. He had always been a winner, a strong person, and no one dared to look down on him.

To think he would crumble like this at the mere scent of alpha pheromones, had he ever imagined such a thing?

"Uh..."

An uncontrollable rage surged up, and Josh groaned deeply from his throat. But that was all he could manage. Far from being able to beat them up, he was at his limit just trying to stay conscious. The guys enjoyed watching Josh's miserable state.

"You always looked down on me, didn't you? How does it feel now, rolling on the floor like this!"

The guy who had initiated this plan shouted with exhilaration. He had determined to seize this opportunity first. It was a predetermined order, and what came next was not his concern. He was resolved to watch Josh tremble in humiliation and despair to the very end, just as he had.

His legs, which had ruthlessly kicked others, were now powerless. The guy boldly positioned himself between Josh's thighs. Despite this, Josh couldn't resist at all. The guy felt blessed to be an alpha, and Josh was an omega. He had become an alpha to subdue this guy. It was almost like a revelation. To subdue this man.

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Josh's groin was thoroughly wet, as if eager to suck in a man's penis. Seeing his flesh trembling with eagerness, the guy could no longer hold back. He pulled out his fully erect penis and was about to thrust it into Josh's opening when suddenly...

Josh abruptly sat up and viciously bit the guy's neck.

"Ah, ahhh!"

The attacked guy screamed in shock, and the situation quickly descended into chaos as the onlooking gang panicked.

"What's going on?"

"That crazy fucker, get him off!"

"No, no! I'm scared, you do it!"

"Hey, what are you doing? He'll really kill someone! Do something!"

As they screamed in panic, Josh continued to fiercely sink his teeth into the guy's neck, refusing to let go.

"Save me, save me. Ah, it hurts."

The guy screamed as he struggled, and blood continued to flow from the severely bitten area. Josh was biting down with all his might.

"What are you doing? He's going to die!"

"Call an ambulance!"

"Are you crazy? Think about what we did, we're all getting expelled!"

The guys were flustered, not knowing what to do. In the meantime, the guy who was struggling finally managed to push Josh away. This caused Josh to fall and collapse on the floor, where he began to laugh. His face and even below his collarbone were smeared red with the blood that the guy had spilled, making him look almost like a demon.

He barely grasped his neck, trying to stop the bleeding. The panicked gang finally rushed to him in a frenzy.

"Snap out of it, open your eyes!"

"What are you doing? Get him to the hospital!"

"Grab that, quick!"

"Oh my god, the blood..."

Among the stunned guys, a few who managed to regain their composure quickly wrapped up the unconscious guy and hurried out of the warehouse. As the frenzied guys ran out, Josh shouted roughly.

"Serves you right, you bastard!"

The remaining guys all turned pale as they looked down at him. They couldn't believe what they had just witnessed. They thought they had everything under control, confident that they could never be beaten, but what was this situation now? Were they the ones scared stiff, not Josh?

No matter how weakened he was, the opponent was Josh Bailey. Their decision to confront Josh in the first place was clearly a mistake. They must have been out of their minds.

How could losers ever beat a quarterback?

Then, Josh, gasping for breath while sprawled on the floor, spoke up.

"Do whatever you want. I can't do anything anymore."

He laughed afterward, but no one was relieved. After a short bout of laughter, Josh gasped for air and snarled.

"Just imagine what will happen to you guys afterward."

Slowly, Josh scanned their faces as if trying to remember each of them for the last time.

He just wanted this situation to end and to get some peace. If he prolonged it, he might lose his mind and beg them to hurry up. It was better to just get it over with than show such disgrace.

We could get revenge later.

But it didn’t go as planned. Just now the desire and sense of accomplishment that had spread like an epidemic between them before had all disappeared, and no one dared to step forward, only keeping an eye on each other. If they quit now, they would never be able to escape being losers again. But if they did, they were afraid of Josh’s retaliation. The reason they were in this situation now was because the surprise attack was successful. Josh wouldn’t fall for the same trick twice, and the only way left for them was to pay the price.

As one of them hesitated and stepped back, the others followed suit, looking around anxiously. Where had their arrogant appearance gone? They were back to their usual timid behavior, busy keeping an eye on each other. They were waiting for someone to make the first move. They didn’t even dare to run away. Josh, who was watching their pitiful sight, narrowed his eyes.

“Whoa!”

“Eww!”

When he suddenly got up and shouted, the guys who had been keeping an eye on him screamed and ran away in panic. They were so scared that they bumped into each other, fell over, and it was chaos. Josh laughed until he almost lost his breath as he saw their backs as they rushed forward, pushing each other.

“Haa… … .”

After laughing for a while, he collapsed from exhaustion. It felt like he had heard the final whistle right after a touchdown. When he stopped laughing, the surroundings quickly became quiet. All he could hear was his own intermittent breathing. When he realized that he was alone and that he had barely escaped the crisis, his tension eased and his barely held onto consciousness sank in an instant.

Ah.

He thought absentmindedly as his consciousness faded away.

This is what an omega is.