PROLOGUE

The air in the king's bedroom is thick, charged with the scent of omega in heat, the heavy curtains drawn tight against the outside world. Damien stands over Aiden, his presence towering shadow that consumes the available space. He doesn’t wait for permission or adjustment; he simply claims his mouth crashes down on Aiden’s, a bruising collision of teeth and lips that steals the breath from Aiden’s lungs instantly. It isn’t a gentle greeting; it is a takeover, a hungry, devouring force that leaves Aiden clinging to Damien’s biceps for stability. The kiss tastes of copper and desperation, Damien’s tongue invading Aiden’s mouth with a rhythm that mimics the act to come.

Before Aiden can recover his bearings, Damien spins him around with a rough, practiced ease. Aiden’s chest hits the mattress, his breath hitching as he finds himself bent over, exposed and vulnerable. He hear the metallic clink harsh in the quiet room, followed by the rustle of fabric hitting the floor. Then, the heat of Damien’s body presses against his back. There is no warning, no teasing preparation. Damien grips Aiden’s hips, fingers digging hard into the flesh, and slams his cock deep into Aiden’s hole in one ruthless thrust.

Aiden cries out, the sound tearing from his throat, raw and unfiltered. It is a moan that borders on a scream, slutty and loud, echoing off the walls as his body struggles to accommodate the sudden, overwhelming intrusion. The stretch burns, a pleasurable agony that whites out his vision. Damien doesn’t pause. He pulls back and drives in again, setting a punishing pace immediately. The sound of skin slapping against skin is wet and rhythmic, a percussion of lust that fills the room. Damien smirks, his breath hot against the back of Aiden’s neck, clearly relishing the noises he is pulling from his partner.

Suddenly, Damien withdraws, leaving Aiden empty and gasping. He grips Aiden’s shoulder and flips him over onto his back, maneuvering him as if he weighs nothing. Aiden looks up, dazed, his chest heaving. Damien descends, but not to Aiden’s mouth. His head dips to Aiden’s chest, latching onto a nipple. He sucks hard, his tongue swirling over the sensitive bud with an intensity that borders on violence. He draws on the flesh as if expecting milk to flow, creating a tight, suctioning pressure that sends electric jolts straight to Aiden’s groin. Aiden gasps, his hands flying to Damien’s hair, fingers tangling in the dark strands and pulling. He hadn’t known this part of him was so sensitive, but the sensation is overwhelming, a direct line to his cock that makes him throb.

Damien doesn’t linger there for long. He straightens up, his eyes dark with hunger, and slides a hand under Aiden’s knee. He lifts, hoisting Aiden’s leg high, spreading him open. Aiden grips Damien’s shoulders, his nails biting into the skin as he is maneuvered. Damien stands, lifting Aiden with him, Aiden’s other leg wrapping instinctively around Damien’s waist. Damien carries him effortlessly across the room, their bodies pressed flush together, Aiden’s hard cock trapped between their stomachs.

They step onto the balcony. The cool night air hits Aiden’s sweat-slicked skin, raising goosebumps, contrasting sharply with the heat radiating from Damien. The city lights twinkle far below, the height dizzying, but the danger only adds to the thrill. Damien moves to the stone railing and sets Aiden down, positioning him so his ass is at the edge, his legs spread wide in the open air. Damien steps between his thighs, aligning himself. He thrusts forward, sinking back into Aiden’s tight heat with a groan of satisfaction.

He hits that spot inside Aiden instantly, the bundle of nerves that makes lights dance behind Aiden’s eyelids. Aiden throws his head back, a cry spilling from his lips. Damien sets a brutal rhythm, one hand gripping Aiden’s buttocks, pulling him onto his dick with every stroke, while his mouth finds Aiden’s chest again. He sucks on the nipple, hard and demanding, the dual stimulation of the pounding cock and the hungry mouth driving Aiden wild.

"Say my name," Damien growls against Aiden’s skin, his voice rough with exertion. " Keep saying my name until I tell you to stop"

Aiden tries to form the word. "D-Damien," he gasps, but the next thrust steals his voice. "Damien... ah!" He can’t focus. The pleasure is a tidal wave, drowning his ability to speak coherently. He manages a third, broken whisper, but then Damien grinds his hips, circling, and Aiden dissolves into a string of incoherent moans. He is a mess, sweat dripping down his temples, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"You can't even follow simple instructions," Damien taunts, though there is a dark amusement in his tone. He slows down slightly, torturous in his precision. "Don't you dare cum until I say so. Hold it."

Aiden whimpers, his cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach. The pressure is unbearable, his balls tight and aching. "Please, Damien," he begs, his voice breathy and sexy, laced with desperation. "Let me cum... please, I need to... I can't hold it..."

Damien looks down at him, watching him fall apart. He thrusts deep, holding himself there, grinding against Aiden’s prostate. "Beg for it."

"Please! Damien, please, let me cum! I'm yours, just let me go!" Aiden cries out, his back arching off the cold stone.

"Good boy," Damien murmurs. "Cum for me."

The permission snaps the tight wire inside Aiden. His body convulses, his cock spurting thick ropes of cum over his chest and stomach. His hole clenches around Damien’s dick, rippling and milking him. Damien groans, burying himself to the hilt one last time as he releases, filling Aiden with his hot seed. The intensity of it leaves them both shaking, the only sound their ragged breathing and the distant hum of the city below.

Damien stays inside him for a moment longer, catching his breath, before he pulls out gently. He doesn’t let Aiden walk. Instead, he scoops Aiden up into his arms, cradling him against his chest. He carries him back inside, away from the chill of the night air, and lays him down on the soft mattress.

The aggression is gone, replaced by a terrifying tenderness. Damien pulls the covers over them and gathers Aiden close, wrapping him in his arms. He presses his lips to Aiden’s forehead, lingering there. Then he moves to the tip of Aiden’s nose, placing a soft kiss there. He trails down to Aiden’s ear, nibbling gently on the lobe, then down to the sharp line of his chin.

Damien pulls back slightly, staring into Aiden’s eyes. His gaze drops to Aiden's lips, swollen and red from their earlier kissing. He looks for a long moment, the intensity in his eyes making Aiden’s heart race all over again. Then, he leans in and kisses Aiden. It isn’t the rough, demanding kiss from before. It is deep, passionate, and shockingly intimate, claiming Aiden’s mouth with a possession that goes far beyond the physical. Aiden lies frozen, shocked to the core by the sudden shift, melting into the embrace as Damien devours him one last time.