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Reaching an agreement, the brothers pulled open the creaking front door, relieved that no one had broken in.

"I'm home."

Both said in their habitual greeting to the dimly lit house.

The mess was still there. The furniture was as it had been before their leave, and there was no sign that Nicholas had tried to escape.

Instinctively, the brothers then made their own way to do their parts. Dustin rearranged the furniture that he had haphazardly pushed in front of Nicholas' bedroom door while Logan cooked the food they'd stolen from outside. However though, as he watched the flames on the stove dwindle, he felt a faint sense of anxiety that the gas might be cut off soon.

Nicholas, on the other hand, had been feeling anxious since the time the cordollian brothers made all those noises before leaving their house. Once all the rustling died down, Nicholas quickly tried to pull the blocked bedroom door open. Sure enough, it won't budge. Realizing that he was locked by his own sons, the middle-aged man bit his lip and shuddered. No matter how domineering his sons had been, he never expected them to restrict his freedom to this extent!

Nicholas was beyond nervous. Not only because now he couldn't leave the room anymore, but also because feeling the current huge gap of power between his two sons and him.

An unbearable feeling of frustration and anger boiled up inside Nicholas. The food he was reluctantly eating tasted disgusting and there was an intense urge to do something, anything, yet...what could he do? Nicholas identified anger as the cause of his restless state because somehow he was annoyingly unsatisfied with whatever he was doing. Something was lacking. And having a quick normal chat with his youngest son didn't make him feel any better.

Now Nicholas's state of mind was somewhat different, similar to a tantrum. Despite he could just eat whatever he wanted, now he became constantly hungry and annoyed.

Since the day he mated with his own two sons, Nicholas had been feeling unfulfilled. Not yet realizing that the pain he was feeling was coming from an unmet s*xual desire.

Nicholas fought the unknown urge by scratching his itchy forearms and chest. He didn't want to admit that he was waiting for his sons, but he couldn't take another step without them returning. He didn't know how much time passed, sleeping and waking and counting down the minutes, and then they finally returned.

CRACK---

The door opened with a loud noise. Then came a couple of young cordollian eyes, staring at Nicholas' frightened pale yellow ones. So frightened Nicholas looked like he could cry at any moment.

The room felt cramped as the imposing reptile burst into the room. A shiver of anxiety ran down Nicholas' spine as those eyes stared at him.

However, his fears melted away in an instant. The strong scent of an alpha male cordoilion that caught on the tip of his nose made the middle-aged man's pupils narrow. His heartbeat quickened as his overheated nerves became even more sensitive.

Same goes for his two sons. The moment they stepped into the enclosed space, Nicholas' female cordollion pheromone enveloped both. The air in the unventilated room was so thick with pheromones that you could almost smell them on your face.

Dustin and Logan were sure their father's very breath carried the mind-numbing, procreative scent, or else they wouldn't have gotten nauseous, heart racing, and aroused just by entering the room.

"How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Nicholas couldn't answer his son's gentle greeting. The fishy smell of blood stung his nostrils, along with the stifling scent of pheromones. It was hard to see in the dark, but he could sense that his two sons were covered in blood, smeared across their chests, hands, and mouths. Even if he didn't know where they'd been or what they'd been doing, he knew instinctively that something bad had happened.

"Uh, n-nothing...so leave the food there..."

The three of them realized that each was exuding an enticing scent. The father attempting to run away from his desire and his two sons, who now realized they couldn't run away from their instincts, exchanged glances.

"You damn sure you're okay?"

Dustin asked in a somewhat harsh voice. His tone suggested that if Nicholas really wasn't feeling uncomfortable, why hide it? This younger son of Nicholas' had always been a bit blunt, but even when he was going through puberty, he had never been this disrespectful to his father. Nicholas was puzzled by his son's unfamiliar reaction and opened his mouth to speak.

"No...I said I don't."

"Don't lie."

Dustin sure had already made up his mind on the way up here that he was going to rape his father sooner or later. But seeing Nicholas' face flushed with tears, looking as if he might cry at any moment, softened him a little---though no human emotion could override the physical instincts of his monstrously bloated body. So hesitation, Dustin began his evil act. He clamped his scaly creature's hands on Nicholas' plump thighs.

"No! Get away from me...!"

Startled by the grip, Nicholas quickly pushed his second son away. But it was impossible to overcome him with force. On the opposite, he could feel the strength draining from his body instead. The closer he got to his son, the more disoriented he became, and the more his stomach tingled.

Nicholas didn't want to give away the fact that he was so aroused by the smell of his dear son's body odor to the point he was about to get an erection. He wanted to deny this urge so bad.

"No, no, no, please... Dus, good boy, listen to Daddy."
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