KyleI woke up to the shrill sound of my phone ringing, the light from the window already painting the room in soft golden hues. The sun was out, bright and unforgiving, like it was trying to peel back whatever was left of the night before. I squinted, groaned softly, and reached for my phone, my body still heavy with sleep. The caller ID flashed Jade.I answered with a groggy, “Hello?”Her voice came quickly, “Hey, where are you right now? Are you still in your room?”I yawned, rubbing my eyes. “Yeah… I actually just woke up now.”“Oh my goodness,” she gasped. “Did I wake you up?”“Nah,” I lied, sitting up. “It’s fine.”“I’m sorry for waking you.”“It’s okay, really.”There was a short pause before she said, “Well, I just got up too and I’m ready to leave now.”“Okay,” I said, stretching. “Give me a second, let me escort you.”“Sure, no problem.”I rolled out of bed and shuffled to the sink, splashing cold water on my face until the weight of sleep fell away. I brushed my teeth, comb
MaddoxSeeing Kyle laid out on that bed, his ass slick and gaping from my tongue's relentless assault, had my cock throbbing with an unholy need—I couldn't wait any longer to claim him fully.“Time to make you mine, omega,” I snarled, positioning myself between his spread legs, my thick shaft in hand, stroking it slowly as I lined up with his dripping hole.The huge head pressed against that wet entrance, teasing him with just the tip. He was panting, eyes wide and locked on mine, his body trembling with anticipation, that swollen cock of his leaking onto his stomach, begging for friction.I gripped his hips, fingers digging into the flesh hard enough to leave marks, and thrust in slowly at first, feeling his tight ring stretch around me. That initial resistance gave way to a hot, velvety grip that made me groan like a beast.“Fuck, you're so tight—so fucking perfect,” I growled, pushing deeper inch by inch, watching his face contort in a mix of pain and ecstasy, his back arching off
MaddoxDammit, watching Kyle still on his knees with those eager lips wrapped around my throbbing cock was pure ecstasy, the kind that makes your balls ache for release from the first second.He started slow again, his tongue swirling around the head like he was savoring a forbidden treat, tracing every vein and ridge with that hot, wet muscle, lapping up the pre-cum that leaked out in thick beads.I groaned, my hands fisting in his hair as he took his time, sucking and licking for what felt like an eternity, his mouth a sinful heaven that had me seeing stars. He bobbed up and down, taking me deeper with each pass, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked hard, then pulling back to tease the tip with flicks of his tongue, making me hiss through gritted teeth.“That's it, you greedy little fucker, worship that cock like it's your god,” I muttered, my voice rough with need, feeling his hands grip my thighs for leverage as he went on and on, relentless, his saliva coating me in a sloppy mess th
Kyle“Fuck,” Maddox's voice sliced through me like a hot blade as he hissed right into my ear, his eyes locked on my throbbing cock in the mirror's unforgiving reflection. “You're fucking hard for me, boy. So fucking hard. I mean, take a look at you.”I swallowed hard, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. Those words—'boy,' 'baby'—they wreck me every time, sending electric shivers down my spine and making my pulse race in ways that should be wrong, so sinfully wrong because he's my stepfather, for God's sake.But here I am, unable to deny the twisted fire burning inside me, this deep, aching love that's taken root despite every rational thought screaming to let it go.I froze, staring at us in the mirror, his powerful body pressed against my back, his breath hot on my neck as he reached for the lotion on the table, squeezed a dollop into his palm, and then wrapped his strong hand around my cock, holding me from behind without moving, just gripping me firm and possessive.The coo
MaddoxWhen I finally pulled back, I made sure to lick the blood clean from his skin—slowly, deliberately. The warmth of it, the taste, the way his pulse throbbed against my tongue—I savored every part. Only two small puncture marks remained, red and raw, where my fangs had broken through. Nothing too obvious. Just deep enough to be mine.Kyle was trembling. His face looked pale, almost sickly white. He looked like he’d seen a ghost.He stumbled back toward the mirror, hand pressed against his neck, and I didn’t stop him. I just watched—slow steps, chest still rising and falling from the shock.“What… what did you do?” he breathed out in a panic. His fingers were tracing the spot I’d bitten. His eyes wide. Frantic. And I could see his bottom lip wobble a bit, like he was holding back either a scream or a sob.I moved behind him.Not touching. Not yet.I let the heat of my presence settle there first. He could feel me. I knew he could.His shoulders rose and stiffened.Then he whirled
KyleI didn’t know when my hands found their way up his arms. I just knew I was holding onto something solid, something impossibly hot and dangerous, and I didn’t want to let go. Maddox was kissing me like he owned me, like I was something he’d been dying to taste and finally had. Our mouths collided, tongues tangled, and the sounds we made echoed in the corners of my room, deep and unfiltered.His lips were demanding, pulling breath from my lungs, making my knees weak. My heart was hammering, my skin was tight, and every inch of me felt like it was vibrating. The way his tongue moved inside my mouth—slow, then deep, then rough—God, it was addictive. There was no rhythm. Just hunger. Like neither of us cared who would break first.When his fingers crept beneath my shirt and pushed it up the side, I should’ve stopped him. I should’ve said something. Anything. But all I did was gasp into his kiss when his hand found my chest. The way his thumb rolled over my nipple, then squeezed—it was