“Daddy, I’ve made my hole tighter for you. I want you fully immersed inside me.” His voice came out soft, reverberating through my ears as he released his tiny legs around my waist, opening them wider. “Since you’ve saved me, it couldn’t stop twitching for you. And I don’t know how long it will keep pulsing for you to be buried inside.” He whispered into my right ear, his breath sending a jolt of hotness down my spine. “Fuck,” I growled, rolling my eyes. His fingers grazed my chin. I moaned. He pulled my head lower, and my gaze landed on the prettiest, reddish, tight hole I’ve ever seen in my goddamn life. My Wolf groaned, stirring as heat consumed me. I slid lower, my face almost in between his legs. “Yes, Daddy Alpha. I want you.” He winced, his nails digging into my biceps. I dragged my tongue across my lower lip. I inhaled deeply, his scent filling my nostrils, and I tightened my tights, feeling a hard bulge between them. “Daddy, devour me already.” His hand grabbed my head, lowered it, pressing my tongue against his clenching hole. ~~~~~ Behind closed doors, rules shatter and hearts unravel. SINFUL AFFAIRS invites you into a world where desire whispers in the dark and every sin feels like salvation. Here, men ache for what they shouldn’t touch. They love too hard, crave too deeply, and sin too beautifully. Every story is a confession of hunger, heartbreak, and need. And once you step inside… you’ll never want to leave. So, you’re welcome to join the kind of sin you’ll beg to repeat. Now, if you dare, enter their world and let’s see if you can handle the heat.
View MoreGREGORY’s POVThis Omega’s eyes widened as they met mine, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. There was nothing innocent about that gaze, as if I had met him in the field. It stripped me bare, not of my body, but of every layer of control I had built over the years.I looked away first. I, an Alpha who had faced wars, blood, and betrayal. Yet somehow, I couldn’t face the way he looked at my cock. Like he saw through every scar and found something still alive beneath.He moved closer, and the faint brush of his fingers against the tip of my cock sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn’t desire that scared me, it was the depth of it. My pulse roared as his scent filled every corner of my head. The air grew thicker, pulsing between us like a heartbeat. I tried to tell myself it was nothing. Just a trick of the senses. But my wolf disagreed vehemently. It rose within me with a growl that shook through my chest. His breath fanned my cock.My hands trembled slightly at my sides, and
THEO’s POV.He stepped closer. Just one step, but it was enough for his scent to fill the space between us completely. My knees weakened, and heat rippled through me.His gaze softened then, though his voice was low and deep when he finally spoke.“You’re awake.”I swallowed hard, the sound barely audible. “I… I didn’t mean to intrude.”His lips curved slightly, not quite a smile, more like a thought he refused to say out loud.“You’re safe here,” he said, his tone rough around the edges. “Rest. No one will touch you.”No one but you, I wanted to say that but the words never left my mouth.He turned slightly, the movement slow, his presence lingering even as he walked away. Every part of me felt alive. My skin burned, my heart beat faster, my wolf still whispering from somewhere deep inside: HIM. I WANT HIM.I pressed my hand against my chest, half afraid the sound of my heartbeat would give me away. But my body moved. I reached out to him and grabbed his left hand, pulling him to fa
THEO’s POV. My eyes opened slowly and landed on the wall. Everything was hazy at first until the blur cleared. I lifted trembling hands to my head and sat up, squeezing my eyes shut against the sharp pain that throbbed through my skull. When it finally dulled, I blinked again and let my gaze wander. A faint rush of water echoed from somewhere nearby. I was lying in a richly polished chamber with stone floors gleaming, soft drapes whispering with the wind. Never had I seen such a place. Back in my own Pack, Moon Whisper. I was nothing. I was seen as a useless Wolf. A shadow among every other living thing. No one ever cared about me. No one ever considered me as their own. Even the ones who sired me. My siblings were adored and preferred; I was forgotten. Why? Because I was the first male Omega. The very first in the Pack. And not just that alone. The very first in the royal bloodline. I was seen as an abomination. As a curse. As nothing that would bring nothing to the Pack but
ALPHA GREGORY’s POV. I laid him on the bed in my room, his hands clumsy as I searched for the worst of his wounds. Since there was no doctor at the moment, I decided to tend to his wound myself. I stared at him closely to observe where he was hurt. There was a cut along his temple, bleeding not too much. Bruises kissed his ribs as I took off his clothes. I swallowed hard as I tried not to stare but it was too difficult. I composed myself then, I went into the bathroom, brought out a clean white cloth, and, filled a small bowl with water. He’s an Omega and he’s wolfless. Which means, he’s tender. I can’t bring harm while trying to help him. That’s the best thing. I sat beside him and moved my right hand carefully, practicing cleaning his wounds as if I had done this before. When the last bandage was secure, he lay back, and for a moment, the lines of pain smoothed from his face. Sleep took him like a tide. In the hush, I found myself watching the slow rise and fall of his
ALPHA GREGORY’s POV. The cry cut through the wind like a plea. It was thin, repeated, and fragile. “Help…please help…” It lodged itself under my ribs. They were three words pulling at something I had plastered over years ago. My control. Order. And the cold logic of an Alpha who was always on top. I should have ignored it. I should have let Mateo follow the sound and stayed with the war plans, the maps, and the council that wanted a leader who wasn’t weak. Instead I rose., Mateo’s ears twitched. He looked at me for a heartbeat before answering the pull in his own way. He shifted into his Wolf form. I watched him in his ash-grey wolf form vanish toward the cliff and the hollow beyond it. After that, the forest seemed to hold its breath but the voice came again, smaller, as if something in the trees had learned how to sound like pleading. My Wolf stirred beneath my skin and paced. The scent came after the sound—warm iron, wet earth, and under it a softer, sweeter thing that
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