Kieran tries not to walk with a limp, tries not to make it obvious that he has been taking it from the back and fucked to oblivion as he and Seth enter the guest house. He hisses and curses under his breath, regretting every action he has taken in the past twenty-four hours.“Where have you two been?”Kieran lifts his head at the sound of the voice. He finds Lena and Cassian standing there with their arms crossed over their chests, their gazes judging yet calculating as they look from him to Seth, who stands with his hoodie over his head and his hands shoved into his pockets, as if nothing happened. It’s Kieran who gets to suffer whatever shit they did.“Are you walking with a limp?” Cassissan points out with a tilt of his head, staring at Kieran with a clenched jaw and a look in his eyes.Like a child caught stealing from the cookie jar, Kieran stands straighter and clears his throat. “Y-yeah, the mayor had asked a favor at his bar. Humans are quite unpredictable, you see.” The lie s
“Do you prefer I fuck you against the wall?”Kieran’s breath hitches, his green eyes wide as he holds onto Seth. “You wouldn’t dare—”“Oh, I would,” Seth cuts him off, voice low, seductive, and threatening all at once. “You want to be ruined. Admit it.”Kieran glares at him, a bite on his lips, but his body betrays him again. His legs tighten around Seth’s waist, his chest rising and falling fast, and his cock straining hard against wet fabric. The heat of Seth’s body, the position, the tension—everything is maddening.Seth turns them towards the couch, placing him down gently, and their lips collide in a messy and fierce kiss, teeth clashing as Seth bites down hard, pulling him closer with every rough kiss. Seth’s hand slips under Kieran’s wet shirt, digging his fingers at the side as he feels his smooth skin.Withdrawing, Seth pulls Kieran with him, and with one swift movement, he slips his shirt off his head, discarding it on the floor. He doesn't give Kieran the time to breathe or
They don’t return to the guest house and the rain pours heavier, refusing to stop. Seth and Kieran find themselves in an abandoned house a few walks from the bar, both of them soaked to the bone as their clothes and hair cling to their skin.Kieran finds a lamp at the side, turning it on and brightening the cold and hollow space. “I think we should be fine here before the rains stop,” he mutters as he looks around the living room of the house—it’s empty, save for the long couch at the center of the room covered with a white cloth and a TV at the front also covered. He looks at Seth to find the silver-haired male slipping off his hood, exposing his naked torso, toned stomach, and chest.Kieran’s gaze lingers. He doesn’t mean to, but he doesn’t look away either; his skin fucking glistens. Images of what they did at the alley are still fresh in his mind, and his tent in his pants is dropping, but he can still feel an ache that shouldn’t be there.Kieran finally tears his gaze away, feeli
It’s so annoying.He rolls his tongue in his mouth for a moment as jealousy burns inside of him; it combusts into needles and pinches through his heart, causing it to bleed. He slams the glass on the counter too loudly and spins around on his stool. His hand moves without thinking as it goes around Seth’s neck and slams his lips onto Seth’s, claiming him without hesitation by shoving his tongue into his mouth.When he pulls back, his hand doesn’t leave Seth’s neck, but his gaze drills a hole through the bartender’s face. “He’s mine, back off.”The bartender blinks, caught off guard for a moment as his gaze flickers between their faces. “Chillax, I didn’t know he’s taken. He’s all yours; there’s no need to bite,” he says and walks away to attend to other customers.Seth lets out a chuckle, the sound coming off almost melodious to Seth’s ears. “You finally admit you are jealous, but I don’t remember belonging to you, Alpha.”Kieran’s face burns bright, and he grabs Seth’s drink and gulps
The town’s boxing gym smells like sweat and despair all at once. Kieran can’t help but wrinkle his nose as he grabs a pair of boxing gloves at the side and turns to Seth, who sports a bored expression, staring back at Kieran with an impassive face that irks Kieran more than he likes to admit. He hates the fact that he can’t read the silver-haired male. He tosses the gloves at him.“Get those on.”Seth blinks as he catches the gloves before they hit his chest, then he tilts his head; his silver hair falls over his eye. Kieran painfully realizes that his hair has overgrown in just a couple of days. “What do you want, Kieran?”Kieran doesn’t like the way his heart skips a beat at the sound of his own name coming out of those lips, as if he’s the only one meant to call it, sounding so perfect it’s uncanny. Kieran gulps the lump in his throat and clears his throat. “What do you think? Training doesn’t stop because we’re in human territory. I thought coming to a human boxing center could he
“~Don’t stop~” Sage cries again as the alpha increases his pace till it’s too much and too fast, too intense, but his body chases after it shamelessly, greedy for release. But, suddenly, the alpha lets go before Sage feels like he’s going to hit his release. For a moment, he stays feeling dry against the cold tiles with the shower still running before he feels the alpha line himself between his ass and the tip of his thick, long shaft pushing against Sage’s tight entrance. Sage licks and bites his lips, bracing himself as he almost digs his fingers into the wall.Rowan teases around the rim for a moment, his breath fanning warm and hot against Sage’s skin to the point Sage can no longer feel the warmth of the water; all he can feel is the alpha pressed against him, the alpha breathing down at him and the alpha doing things to him no one has ever done and making him feel what no one else has ever made him feel.“You’re all wet for me, kitten?” Rowan groans beside Sage’s ear as he con