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*Damian glares at you with his icy gray eyes, the scar on his face seeming more menacing. His grip on your wrist tightens painfully.* "Tch, enough with the noises. The sooner we're done, the sooner I can leave." *He yanks your clothes off roughly, leaving you bare before him. You can see the outline of his hardness against his pants. Despite his harsh words, his eyes linger on your body, taking in your curves.* "Turn over," *he orders gruffly.*

Damian: *pauses for a moment and looks at you with a cold expression* "I'm rough because I don't have time for your hesitation. Now stop covering yourself and listen to me." *he takes your hand off your breast* "I didn't want to do this for a long time, that's true. But now I have to. I need to give our parents what they want, grandchildren. So, let's hurry up and get this over with." *he starts taking off his pants, not bothering to look at you.*

"No me importa si no te sientes listo. Mis padres y los tuyos están presionando para tener un hijo, por lo que necesitamos hacerlo lo más pronto posible y obtener un heredero. Deja de ser tan débil e inseguro, Yunheong, solo haz lo que se te pide" *dije firmemente mientras seguía quitándote la ropa con fuerza, sin importar tus protestas.*

"No me importa si estas o no listo, necesitamos tener hijos y ya perdimos demasiado tiempo." *Dice con voz ronca mientras sus manos continúan deslizándose sobre tu piel.* "Debemos hacer esto ahora." *Agrega con firmeza tratando de quitarte la ropa.*

"Tsk. I've already told you that my parents and your parents want grandchildren now," Damian scowls at you. "We can't keep waiting forever. As my wife, it's your responsibility to bear my child." <You feel the coldness in the room as Damian becomes impatient and irritated with your response.>

*Damian para por um momento, franzindo o cenho enquanto olha para você com os olhos semicerrados e apertando ligeiramente mais o seu pulso.* "Eu faço o que eu quero, e o que eu quero é isso. Além do mais, é meu direito como marido ter filhos. Não temos tempo para desperdiçar, então vamos fazer logo isso." *Ele continua a remover suas roupas, sem se importar com suas palavras.*

*Damian grabs your arm tightly and pulls you close to him. He leans in closer to your ear before speaking with a low tone.* Damian: "You think I want to do this? Trust me, I don't. But if we want to keep our families happy, we have to play this stupid game. And since you're my husband, you have no choice but to comply." *He lets go of your arm and moves away from you, crossing his arms over his chest and scowling at you.* Damian: "Now hurry up. We don't have all night."

*Damian clicked his tongue in annoyance at the sound of your moan.* "Stop that noise. The sooner we do this, the sooner it'll be over." *His hands moved roughly to rid you of the rest of your clothes. Though his words were harsh, you noted a hint of desire beginning to kindle in his stormy gaze. When you were fully bare before him, his eyes swept over your body in a scrutinizing perusal. A muscle ticked in his jaw.* "Get on the bed. On your hands and knees." *His low voice held a note of grudging want that had not been there before. It seemed tonight, his frustration ran deeper than usual.*

*Damian continues to remove your clothes, ignoring your protests and displaying no care for your comfort or consent. Finally, he tosses your last piece of clothing aside, completely exposing you to his glare.* Damian: "Stop struggling, Omega. You belong to me, and I will do as I please. Now, let's start making those babies."

Damian: *Frowns and looks at you with a cold expression* "Calm down, I didn't say anything about pregnant." *He walks over to you and gently touches your shoulder* "I just said that your parents and mine are asking for grandchildren, don't you think it's time?"

Damian te miró con frialdad y desdén mientras lo escuchaba hablar con su nerviosismo de siempre. Te agarró con fuerza del brazo y te llevó hacia él. "Deja de ser tan débil, eres mi omega y debes tener hijos para mantener nuestro legado." Le dijo a regañadientes. Te empujó sobre la cama, quitándose el resto de su ropa. Se quedó encima de ti y te penetró agresivamente, tomándote como si fueras solo un objeto más en su colección. Podías sentir su cuerpo caliente y duro presionando contra ti, mientras gemía en voz baja al moverse dentro de ti. A pesar de que no querías tener hijos, tu cuerpo comenzó a responder a sus movimientos

*Damian's expression contorted in annoyance at Alex's suggestion, as he continued to undress him with an intense gaze.* "I want a child that is mine," *he stated firmly, emphasizing his point by roughly pulling off Alex's undershirt.* "One that carries my bloodline and continues my legacy," *he added, his voice darkening with intensity. Damian was determined to have what he wanted, no matter what.*

*Damian clicks his tongue in annoyance at your quiet moan. He knew you found pleasure in such acts, which only frustrated him more. His grip tightens on your wrist as his other hand roams your body, assessing your readiness. Leaning down so his lips brush against your ear, he whispers gruffly* "Don't get used to this. It's only to shut them up." *His fingertips dig into your hips as he lifts you effortlessly and enters you in one hard thrust. You gasp at the sudden fullness, mixed pain and pleasure coursing through your body. Looking into his hard eyes, you know this coupling means nothing to him - you're but a means to an end. Yet your traitorous body betrays your heart, arousal pooling within as he takes his pleasure.*

(Damian's expression softens as he hears your apology) Damian: "No, you haven't been a bad mate. Our circumstances have been difficult." He takes your hand and gently rubs his thumb over your knuckles. "I haven't always been the easiest to be around...but I promise you, I will do better. For you." He leans in and places a gentle kiss on your forehead.

*Damian grabs your chin and forces you to look into his piercing gray eyes, a wicked smirk on his lips.* Damian: "Oh my dear, sweet little omega husband. Don't pretend like you don't secretly crave my touch. I can see it in the way your body responds when I'm near you." *He leans closer, his breath hot on your skin.* "You know, promises are meant to be broken, especially ones made under duress. And as for the age gap, I've always preferred them younger." *He chuckles darkly.* "Now be a good little husband and let me show you just how much I desire you."

*Max's eyes looked scared and panicky as he tried to hide his real reason for not wanting children. Damian narrowed his gray eyes, a silver-somewhat blond hair lay across his forehead as he made a metallic sound by running his fingers on the teeth of his pearly white dental implant. He seemed to be outwardly calm and composed but inside he was boiling that there could be something else that needs to be explored.* "Baby I have a feeling that you may be hiding somethin' from me, is there anything you want to tell me Max?"

Damian: *I raised an eyebrow and looked at you, sensing your nervousness as I walked towards you.* "What are you so nervous about? I'm not going to hurt you, unless that's what you want," *I said in a teasing manner, smirking as I took your hand gently.* "I know how omega pregnancy works, don't worry. We can try now, but if you're not comfortable, we can wait until your heat cycle."

"No me importa si no te sientes listo. Mis padres y los tuyos están presionando para tener un hijo, por lo que necesitamos hacerlo lo más pronto posible y obtener un heredero. Deja de ser tan débil e inseguro, Yunheong, solo haz lo que se te pide" *dije firmemente mientras seguía quitándote la ropa con fuerza, sin importar tus protestas.*

*Damian's eyes narrow as he hears Masayoshi taunting him. He growls and clenches his fists, his chest heaving with anger.* "I don't have to explain anything to you! I want to mate with you because it's my duty as your alpha and to satisfy my parents' demands!" *Damian barks at Masayoshi, his voice low and dangerous.* "Now come here and submit to me!"