All Chapters of Penetrating the Cold Ceo's Heart : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Brian. Brian was tired. And horny. Which made for one extremely hard to deal with alpha. All of his employees had already been gone for hours, and yet he was still at his desk, going over the end of year financial statements. It was a job he probably could have foisted off on someone else, but he’d always had a problem with needing to personally make sure things were done right. It was something his business partner Liam was always harping on about. Yes, working 16-hour days, 7 days a week was neither healthy nor sustainable, but he was a bit of a workaholic. He reached over and grabbed his coffee, taking a sip and grimacing at the stone-cold temperature. He looked at the time and saw that it was almost 10:00 PM already and sighed. It was Saturday night and he should be out at a bar, finding a Beta to help relieve some of his stress. But honestly, Brian hated the whole rigmarole of going to a bar and hitting on someone, convincing them to let you take them home for the night. Ten o

RAY. He waved goodbye as he exited the bus and stepped back out into the freezing night air. Ray jogged the four blocks to his apartment, dashed up the stairs and into his little studio,he was relieved to see that Tania already ate the food he left for her to eat after coming back from school,he knows that his younger sister was trying not to make things hard for me by not complaining about anything,Ray felt that he was very lucky that Tania doesn't make a fuss about wanting toys like most 12 year old. It was just as cold in his apartment as it was outside, but he still felt good to be home. He wished he could shower before bed, but he never did during the winter because of tania and money for rent. Going to sleep with wet hair when his apartment was so cold was a recipe for getting sick, plus it helped to have a hot shower to look forward to in the morning when he had to exit the warm safety of his nest. The best enemy of the cold were his winter pajamas of thick sweatpants, an ov

Brian The boy was pushing back on his c*ck, sobbing with desire. Drugged by the pheromones, Brian sped up, f*ck*ng him harder. It took maybe thirty seconds, and the man came. His hole squeezed like a vise around Brian’s c*ck, and the scent changed, turning into something one hundred times stronger. it felt like a virgin heat c*m. Brian’s nostrils flared, and he bared his teeth in a snarl. “Can’t stop it. Can’t.” The stranger whimpered. “Why doesn’t it stop?” He needs me to stay sane, dammit! Brian gripped the man’s hips tighter. “Don’t fight it. Let it happen. Just keep coming.” He thrust harder still until the room echoed with wet slaps of skin against skin. “Come for me! Now!” Another orgasm rippled through the young body, stronger this time, his hole pulsing and c*ck spurting drops of c*m all over Brian’s floor. Brian tried breathing through his mouth to stay at least a little rational, but the young, beautiful omega didn’t make it easy. “More! Please!” He prolonged his thrusts,

Brian Brian spent most of the remaining night till morning hovering around in his bedroom. The hardwired predisposition of an alpha didn’t allow him to leave the young man in his bed for more than a few minutes but he knew that this omega was different from the rest.Brian got nervous and irritated every time he ventured out of the room. His pheromone-saturated body had decided that the man was his omega now, demanding he protect him at all times during the heat. Too tired to fight his nature, he’d brought his coffee upstairs and answered some work-related emails on his laptop, leaning against the headboard by the sleeping man’s side. Around early morning, the stranger woke up abruptly, disoriented muttering a name. "Tania Tania Tania" He sat up on Brian's oversized bed, and when he noticed Bria sitting next to him, he scrambled away still saying the same name. Then he paused by the headboard, knees to his chest, staring at Brian anxiously and furiously and demanded for his phone.

BrianFlashback Seven Years ago “What the fuck is going on?!” Jack and the men quickly pulled away from each other. No, I was severed by pain from the scene am seeing, my omega fucking different men like an orgy. My gorgeous boyfriend lay naked on the patio table by the pool while two young, tanned alphas held his legs open, the muscles on their arms bulging. A third alpha, whom I vaguely recognized as Jack’s massage therapist, fucked him vigorously, requiring the others to tighten their hold. He had a sculpted torso—the body of a man who put in the hours daily to enhance his looks. His abs rippled as he punched his hips forward, sending shock waves through Brian. Most of the people Jack surrounded were like that—men who looked like underwear models because they spent half their waking hours at the gym. Many of them were, in fact, underwear models. I was halfway into pouring a bottle of whiskey when Jack appeared. He’d thrown a bathing robe over his naked body but left it open in t