My filthy little toy

Chapter 11

STEFAN

I should’ve pushed him away the second he dropped to his knees.

But I didn’t.

Not because I wanted it—not at first. My instincts were taut, body rigid, jaw clenched. Kai always moved like trouble, like temptation wrapped in wicked intentions. And yet, here I stood… watching him peel my belt open with his teeth like some goddamn prize he’d earned. Like he was meant to be there. Like he didn't care what I'd do to him after this. Not like I was going to hurt my Kai... He was too precious.

“Still pretending you don’t want this?” he said with a grin, tilting his head like the smug little brat he was. "Your scent says otherwise, Alpha." he murmured against my skin, fingers curling around my half-hard cock.

Ohhh goodness, not the name. I hated it when we're suddenly going to be intimate and he teases me with the Alpha shit.

I glared down at him, cold and unmoved. "Touch me and you’ll regret it."

His laugh was low, mocking. “That’s cute, Stefan. But I don’t think you’re the one in charge right now.”

He had my pants undone in seconds, and before I could bark another warning, his mouth was on me — hot, wet, and eager. It wrapped around me like a velvet glove.

I sat still rooted to my bed as I watched him take my cock into his mouth like he was starving, tongue swirling around the head before plunging down with an audible slurp.

The first few sucks didn’t do much. It didn’t even feel good. My body was locked up, stiff with resistance. My mind was cold like a guarded dog. I’d trained myself not to react, not to feel things that easily and fast.

But Kai... Kai was too skilled. Too fucking persistent and relentless.

"You can pretend all you want, Alpha,” he whispered, breath hot as he kissed the base, “but your cock’s not as stubborn as your pride.”

He moaned low and sinful around my length, hollowing his cheeks and twisting his tongue just under the head. Then he pulled back and teased the tip with slow kitten licks, his eyes locked on mine, challenging, daring.

I growled. His lips slid down again, this time deeper. He sucked hard, bobbing his head faster, his hand stroking what his throat couldn’t take.

And fuck.

He pulled back with a wet pop and looked up at me, lips glistening. “Still nothing? Damn. Gonna have to earn that cum, huh?”

Then he grinned and fucking devoured me. His other hand gripped my thigh, nails digging in possessively like he was claiming me.

He moaned around my cock, deep and filthy, making vibrations shoot straight to my spine.

“You like watching me choke on it, don’t you?” he rasped when he came up for air, spit dripping from his lips. “You pretend you’re above it but your cock’s begging for my throat.”

“Shut the fuck up,” I growled, shoving myself back into his mouth. “Use that mouth for something useful.”

He moaned, eyes fluttering shut as I thrust shallowly against his face. The wet, obscene noises echoing through the room made my restraint snap.

The tension snapped as my hands shit to his head, fingers digging into his messy hair tightly as I fucked into his throat, watching him struggle as my hips moved – once, twice –loving how his lips stretched and saliva spilled down his chin.

And that’s when I felt it, deep, hard arousal clawing through me like a wildfire. My cock throbbed in his mouth. I came, groaning, hips jerking as I spilled down his throat.

A guttural moan down his throat as he swallowed it like he was starving for me. He swallowed every drop like it was his favorite fucking dessert.

“Goddamn it,” I hissed. “You fucking whore.”

When I pulled out, he licked his lips and smiled lazily. “Was that regret, Alpha? Or surrender?”

“Turn the fuck around,” I snapped.

But my Kai wasn't someone to be ordered around especially at times like this when we're intimate. He only looked at me with that mocking mischievous glint in his eyes.

I hissed out in annoyance as I yanked him up, turned him around, and bent him over the nearest surface. My blood still pulsed hard, cock twitching back to life. I thought of a better way to punish him for defiling and I smirked as an idea crossed my mind. My palms shit out and met with the skin of his ass cheek hard. Without waiting for his outburst, my other hand spanked his other ass cheek. And I did it again but the asshole just moaned and wriggled his ass at me requesting for more.

"Asshole," I cussed, pushing him a little and he chuckled.

His ass was perfect and red with marks of my hands. I gave it a little caress and squeezed it tight.

“No prep?” he teased, looking over his shoulder with that smug grin still on his face. “You really are an animal.”

“You think you can control me?” I hissed, lining myself up.

Kai only looked back with that damn smirk. “I think I already did.”

I didn’t answer. I just spat on my cock and slammed into him, burying myself in one brutal thrust. He cried out, back arching.

“Fuck yes, Stef, just like that,” he moaned. “God, you feel so fucking good. Split me open, Stefan—come on, show me what that Alpha cock’s for.”

There was no softness in me—only hunger.

I grabbed his hips and slammed into him hard, over and over, lost in the raw, tight heat. I pounded into him like I needed to forget how good his mouth felt.

Every thrust made him yelp and beg. His back arching, taking every one with greedy moans, meeting me stroke for stroke. His voice was wrecked, trembling, but his words only grew filthier.

My Kai was filthy. And perfect. No one could handle me the way he does. He knows every fucking inch of me

“You’re so deep... fuck, you’re hitting me right there, yes, right there, you own this pussy now, Alpha.”

“Say that again,” I growled, pounding harder. "And if you dare mention Alpha, I'm going to punish you brutally and deny you cumming."

“You. Fucking. Own. My. Hole,” he gasped, each word punctuated by my cock driving deeper. “Mark me. Ruin me. Breed me.”

My eyes rolled back. I was snarling now, rutting into him like a beast, the sound of skin slapping, the stench of sex, his moans were too much and they sent me to oblivion.

"Fucking Stefan,” he whispered, voice trembling from the force of our bodies slamming together. “So big… so desperate. You pretend you don’t need me but your cock’s buried so deep it’s kissing my soul.”

I snarled, grabbing his wrists and pinning them behind his back as I rammed harder. The words. The way he took me. It shredded my self-control.

I reached down and gripped his throat, yanking him back against my chest.

“You’re nothing but a cock-hungry little whore,” I hissed in his ear. “Say it.”

“I’m your filthy little toy,” he panted, shameless. “Use me. Fill me. Fuck me till I forget my own name.”

I snapped.

With a final brutal thrust, I came deep inside him, groaning against his neck as my cock pulsed and spilled inside his tight hole.

I came again and again with a growl, biting into his shoulder to muffle the sound. My whole body trembled, spent, dazed.

He whimpered, shaking beneath me.

When I pulled out, cum spilled down his thighs but he dropped to his knees before it could fall far.

“Let me clean you up,” he said, already stroking me back to life. Then his tongue was on me again licking the mess I made off my skin with slow, obscene delight.

“Let me taste my hot Stefan” he whispered. “Don’t waste a drop when I'm right here to take all in my filthy mouth.”

Then he licked me clean, slow, his worshipful tongue teasing every sensitive inch while I watched through half-lidded eyes as he tasted every drop like he owned it. I twitched again in his mouth and he moaned, savoring it like a damn treat.

When he looked up, lips swollen and eyes glassy, he said, “Next time, don’t pretend you don’t love it.”

I didn’t answer.

But the way my cock twitched again told him everything he needed to know.