Semua Bab Taming His Alpha Brother: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Asher was bent over the edge of the bed with his knees spread apart, and the insides of his thighs were damp with slick. His arms were bound behind him, each wrist swallowed in thick leather cuffs that were clipped to a dangling chain running up to the snug collar around his throat. The pressure of it, how it forced his neck forward and kept his back in an exposed arch–made Asher feel degraded in a way that shouldn’t have made his cock so hard.But it was, painfully so.His heat had reached its full peak now, causing the sweet, ripe omega musk to pump from every pore on his skin. The vibrating object shoved into his ass thrummed mercilessly, pushing slick out of him in wet squelches with every slow thrust. Zane’s shoe was propped up against it, shoving it in deeper to make Asher twitch and gasp through the ball gag lodged in his mouth.He was gagging on his own drool, and his cheeks were burning. Everytime the toy thrust into him, his ass would clench involuntarily, as trying to hold

Asher woke up groaning, his entire body aching like he’d been run over by a truck, dragged half a mile, and then dumped back in bed. There was a loud, persistent ringing in his skull, and for a second, he genuinely thought it was inside his head. It took a moment of blinking groggily into the morning light before he realized the sound wasn’t his brain shutting down, but his phone blaring beside the bed.“Ugh.” he winced, rolling onto his side with a grunt. Although on the first day of his heat, Asher had felt all his broken bones from the accident heal and he no longer needed braces or crutches, his muscles were still very sore. As he struggled to sit up, his arm brushed the space beside him, and he paused. The bedsheets were cold and perfectly straightened. Zane was gone.Of course, he was. Today was a workday, and so the bastard had probably woken up at the crack of dawn, prepared for the hospital, and left Asher there like a discarded, used-up toy. The faint scent of aftershave an

After pulling the longest shift he had in weeks, Zane was ready to collapse. Seventeen hours straight filled with one emergency after another. Blood, yelling, paperwork. All the while the ghost of a certain Omega lingering in the back of his mind. He ran a hand over his jaw, as if trying to scrub off the fatigue.Zane had left Asher sleeping in his bed this morning, sprawled on the sheets. He hadn’t stayed long after successfully removing his knot from Asher without waking him up. He hadn’t trusted himself not to sink back into Asher and fuck him until he came in his sleep. Asher had this habit of whimpering in his sleep and then curling into himself…it was oddly adorable.Anyway, Zane was now headed to his office so he could shower and change out of his messed up scrubs and go home, but he’d barely left OR2 when Consultant Supervisor Sinclair pulled him aside in the hallway.“Dr. West, may I see you for a second.”“Of course.”“There was an emergency earlier on,” Sinclair said, lowe

The sight of Zane lounging in his chair with that smug, infuriating smirk tugging at the edge of his lips struck Asher like a lightning bolt, leaving him dumbfounded and frozen in the doorway of his own office. His brain floundered trying to understand what the hell Zane could be doing here. The last he knew, Zane was still interning at the WestCare Hospital, and he was supposed to be on duty today. Has Zane gotten so delusional because of the few times Asher allowed him to fuck him that he thought he could come into Asher's office and throw his weight around? "Oh, you're finally here," His half-brother finally drawled in a voice as rich as honey, breaking the strained silence between them. "I was beginning to think I'd have to send your things to you. Since you're here, though..." he motioned lazily towards a box in the center of the other table in the office. "Might as well finish packing up and leave." The words snapped Asher out of his stupor, as a tidal wave of hot rage crashed

Asher was dumbfounded at his grandfather's accusations. The moment he heard about Robert's health, he rushed to the hospital as fast as his legs could carry him. He sat beside his bed for hours, even slept at the damned hospital, and yet, Robert had no idea of this.He wanted to argue about it, but honestly, Asher was damned tired of explaining himself, and something much more daunting was at hand. He needed fucking answers."Why did you give Zane my position?" Asher snapped in a voice taut with ill-concealed fury. "LexiPharm is mine. You had no right to hand it over like...like some fucking participation trophy! You made me CEO, dammit."However, Robert's icy blue eyes only narrowed into slits as he spat. "And I regret it every damn day!"The air punched out of Asher's lungs, leaving him reeling. But the old man didn't stop there."You ran Lexipharm to the ground, you useless retard. Do you think I don't have the quarterly reports already?" The old man shook his grey head of hair, an