Semua Bab Taming His Alpha Brother: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Zane didn’t give a warning.One yank of the leash and Asher was upright again, unsteady on his knees as he blinked up in fevered obedience. “Hands behind your back,” Zane barked, and Asher obeyed instantly. His wrists were bound with rough rope that dug into his skin, locking his arms tight behind him. He whimpered, not from pain but from how right it felt to be restrained…by him.“Open your mouth.”His eyes lit up in excitement. Yes. Please. Finally. His lips parted eagerly, heart thundering in his eyes as he thirsted for the taste and texture of his first cock. But instead, two thick fingers rammed into his throat.Asher gagged hard on it, but Zane ignored him, fucking his throat without rhythm or mercy. “Think you deserve my cock?” Zane spat cruelly as he pistoned his fingers deeper. “After every fucked up shit you’ve done to me, you think that earns you a reward, bitch?”Asher tried to shake his head, but couldn’t with how deeply Zane’s fingers were buried in his throat. His bod

Asher tore through the hallway, ignoring the burn between his ass and the stabbing pain in his thighs. The whole corridor was lined with expensive paintings, pale carpeting muffling the sound of his footsteps. He couldn’t even wait to be far away from Zane and the reminder that his pride had already bled dry hours ago. He was a little relieved that Zane was using the penthouse suite of one of the West apartment complexes, so he was the only one inhabiting this floor. There was no risk of running into someone who might recognize him from his many press appearances.Finally, he got to the end of the corridor and the elevator dinged almost immediately, signifying it was not in use. Thank fuck.He dove in and smacked the ground floor button. As the silver doors slid close, Asher bit back a grimace at his own reflection. It was horrifying, to say the least. Where the hell would he start from? His red-rimmed eyes or swollen lips due to him biting down on his own sobs. He looked like a fuck

Asher flinched, and the heat that crawled under his skin wasn’t just embarrassment. It was humiliation laced with fury. But he couldn’t say anything. He was too shaken by what just happened to play verbal fencing with Zane right now. Reminding Zane of his place wasn’t even on his radar. Not when he was still trembling from the near miss of having his insides torn apart in a filthy alley. When he remained silent, Zane tilted his head, watching him as if he were a nut case. Then he shook his head and carded his lean fingers through his hair. “You can’t go on this way,” he said in a quieter voice this time. “You need to tell the family what’s going on. You need to ask for their help, Asher.”Asher’s breath caught in his throat, and his chest tightened with panic. No. No. That was out of the option. He knew what would happen if this got out. If their grandfather found out that the heir, the fucking chosen golden boy of the West Estate had turned himself into a fuckable Omega playing wit

That in mind, Asher left the bathroom for his room and quickly pulled out the Omega pheromone barrier patch he ordered online, and he slapped it onto his upper arm. That should make every omega scent he had disappear entirely. Then he dressed quickly in a fashionable black shirt and leather pants donned over by a jacket. He slicked his hair back, and once he was done, he almost emptied the bottle of Alpha scent cologne on himself.Since he hadn’t gotten around to replacing his McLaren since the crash, he was stuck with Uber, which was what he entered after grabbing his phone and wallet.As the car pulled into drive, Asher closed his eyes and breathed out loud. He just had to survive three fucking hours.An hour later, Asher could barely remember his own name.His head spun with the dizzying pulse of bass and too many Alpha pheromones crashing together in the air. He’d been tossing back drinks without bothering to count; vodka, rum, whiskey, whatever ended up in his hand. All to bury

Asher licked his lips, his heart beat quickening as the man headed toward him. His fingers trembled badly where they held the lime water, and every nerve ending inside him lit up like someone had struck a match along his spine. Gods, what the fuck was wrong with him? That man was his half-brother, whom he hated more than anything. Why does his body seem to forget this?Asher took in a shaky breath and leaned back into the bar table, as a subtle, masculine scent hit his nostrils, so familiar and achingly good. But Zane wasn’t even that close that Asher should be able to smell him. Fuck he was going crazy.As his dick began to swell in his pants, Asher let out a small whine and that sound shook him out of this madness. With a choked groan that he swallowed back, Asher quickly turned around and joined the party back at the VIP area of the club. The moment he dropped back onto the leather couch, panting like he’d just run a marathon, his friend, Carter who had invited him to this shit s