Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas

My heart wouldn't stop thumping, like it was going to explode.

This man... He had no idea what he was doing to me, did he?

Or maybe he did, and that was what drove him to more excitement.

He loved seeing me crumble in his arms, fold up, and shy away. He loved to torture me silently with simple words, just to get these reactions out of me.

"What do you say?" He asked but I shook my head.

"I... I can't." I said, winching in embarrassment. "It's too much for me. It... It'll..."

"Will it turn you on, Jo-Pil?" He asked and I flinched.

Don't say things that will turn me on even more, you idiot master.

"Does calling me daddy make it seem like you're giving in to your little naughty desire even when I'm the one requesting it?"

"Yes!" I boldly answered. "Yes, it will. And I don't want... I don't want to get used to such a thrill. It... It'll..." It'll ruin me before I even know it. I was sure of it.

Pleasure at this level definitely comes with a price.

"Then, do you want me to call you something else in between to make us even?" He asked but my face steamed even more.

That wasn't helping.

"That's not the point, master. I..." I pursed my lips, unable to say more.

My heart was still thumping incredibly and my stomach was spiralling, as if there was something inside. Butterflies? No, this felt more than just butterflies.

"Come here." He said and turned me around, placing me to sit on top of the slab.

I didn't look back or look down cause I was scared of heights but Jin-Yeok made sure to keep his hand around my waist while my grip on his coat hardened.

Even if I knew I wouldn't fall... Even if I knew he wouldn't push me down or let me go... I was still scared. We were on the third story after all.

And this far replaced the flushed and embarrassed thumping in my heart. It was mild, but enough to take my mind off my situation completely.

"How's this?" Jin-Yeok asked and I opened my eyes. He was smiling at me. "Do you feel at ease now?"

Ah, my heart... It was no longer chaotic. And I didn't even think of the height anymore.

"I didn't want to make you panic," Jin-Yeok said. "But maybe I was being a bit too forceful and rushed cause there was something I wanted from you."

"Did you think pressuring me would work?" I asked and to my surprise, he chuckled and said,

"Yes. I thought that that would work out well, since you don't do so well under pressure and your resolve breaks temporarily."

Oh my, I've been caught. This man has seen through me completely.

He knows a little coaxing can make him get what he wants from me, and when I can't think clearly, I tend to just give in to the situation if there are no negative effects.

Wow.

I swiped my hand over the side of my hair, my eyes rolling away in disbelief.

To think I had become such a simple character to read.

"Jo-Pil, I don't mean any harm." He said and I sighed.

Of course you don't. You're just senile. Ahem.

"I know but... It's dangerous." I mean, literally. That's practically asking for trouble.

Jin-Yeok kissed my hand and then brushed it with his thumb.

Unlike him, I wasn't wearing any gloves. So, he brushed my hand. He brushed it gently, stared at it, and looked me in the eye.

My heart began to thump again, but not in a state of emergency. It just felt so warm and relaxed from his gaze and tenderness.

He was adorable, my master. If he pouted, he would be even more adorable.

"Jo-Pil," he mumbled, his eyes softening and his smile radiating that he didn't even need to pout to look even more adorable.

Oh no. What was that line I read in a book again?

Ah, yes, it said. If you manage to find something this adorable, then... You're probably screwed.

I leaned over and kissed his lips. Lightly, I brushed my lips against his and waited for his response.

He did the same, not deepening the kiss and not rushing it either.

And when I had had my fill of teasing his lips, I deepened the kiss a bit more. Enough to press my lips hard into his, moan for a second, and then pull away, blushing at the softness of it all.

Yes, I was definitely screwed.

"Jo-Pil," Jin-Yeok called, gently interlocking out fingers. "Do you really not want to call me Daddy?"

Again with that?"

"Does it have to be that?" I asked.

"Well, you can do it when it's just you and me." He said. "That'll make me really happy."

And then when we're with the others? Am I supposed to call him Master again? But I'm not confident I won't slip up and call him Daddy by accident.

And besides, it'll feel a bit weird if I call him Daddy all the time. Like I'm his kid or something.

It'll feel even better if we do it when... You know... When we're having sex.

My face flushed a bit. What to do? Do I have to propose this to him?

"I really want you to call me by an affectionate name. You call one Hyung and another Little Min. I get jealous when you call those two." He suddenly brought this up and I blinked.

Ah, was that what this was all about?

It left me speechless but I couldn't say I didn't expect this. It's not like Jin-Yeok had a name fetish or anything like that.

He just... felt left out.

I simply let out a light sigh and patted Jin-Yeok's head, smiling.

"How are you all so alike in this aspect?" I asked and to which Jin-Yeok responded while rubbing his cheek against my hand like a cat wishing to be stroked further,

"I'd say it's because we're all fond of you." He said. "Since you're troubled with calling me Daddy and I don't want you to call me master all the time, which makes us seem to have an entrained relationship, why don't you call me Hyung as well?" He smiled. "I would really like that, Jo-Pil."