All Chapters of Bound By His Rules {M×M}: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

*REMEMBER THAT THIS GETS DARKER AS YOU READ AND THE FIRST STORY IS A SLOW-BURN.* JAYDEN’s POV Rafael, son of Alpha Zane, isn’t just some glorified titleholder designed to make the females swoon and the Betas bark in submission. He is young, sinfully handsome, and tall with a broad chest that begged for tongues to slide over. The first time I heard his voice on TV, every word from his mouth curled like claws around my throat. But what would someone like him want with someone like me? Would he even glance twice if we crossed paths in the darkened halls of the city? And if by some twisted fate we collided... I mean if our scents tangled in the air, would he ever choose a filthy Omega? Would he claim me? And would he want to be with a fellow male? I’m just a castaway. An Omega with no wolf. No home. No power. And with all that, my body betrays me at the thought of him. I’ve whimpered in the dark, imagining his growl at my neck and his hand gripping my throat as I stroke m

JAYDEN’s POV My length sprang out—seven inches, throbbing, hot and dark at the tip. He licked his lips and lowered his mouth. No—No—No. His lips wrapped around the tip of my length, and my head slammed back into the pillow. “Uh—ahhh…” He sucked slowly. His tongue circled my tip, teasing me. Then he pulled back and placed a long, wet kiss to the base. Then another sloppy one which was hot, slick, and filthy. His hands spread my thighs wider. His mouth trailed lower to my balls, sucking one into his mouth with a hunger that made me cry out. “R-Rafael… please…” But he didn’t stop. He didn’t rush. Rather, he slurped and kissed, his tongue trailing hot licks along my skin. My toes curled, my thighs shook as my whole body screamed with sensation. His tongue danced around the head of my length, dragging along the underside so slowly I was shaking. His lips wrapped around me like silk with a warm breath, and his hands held my thighs open. I panted as sweat dripped from my skin, and

JAYDEN’s POV “I-I want you to claim me…” I whispered. “Mark me. Make me yours.” The only thing that followed was silence. Rafael went still inside me, his length pulsing inside me. My wrists were still cuffed above me, my skin slightly red from pulling too hard. “I can't mark you. Just take my length like a good pretty boy.” He growled and resumed thrusting. “I want to see you cry.” He was so thick. So deep. I could feel him all the way up in my stomach like a hot, throbbing brand that stretched my insides open and ruined me inch by inch. Never have I imagined my first time would be like this. I tried to say something. To tell him it was too much, that I couldn’t handle it, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a high-pitched whine. ~You good down there, slut?~ My wolf. That loudmouthed little menace who decided to make his grand reappearance at the worst possible time. ~Got a royal Alpha length in you and you’re crying. Babe, do you even know how legendary that

JAYDEN’s POV “I’ll do it instead,” I said, stepping closer to the kitchen head, trying to compose my trembling voice. She raised a brow, her lips twisting into something cruel. “Really? You expect me to send you?” “You don’t have a choice.” I forced a smile, almost a grin. “I’m the last option left.” She sighed, her eyes flicking away as her chest rose with irritation. After a long pause, she shoved the tray into my hands. “Fine. Five minutes. Or you lose your job.” My fingers curled around the silver handles as I smiled genuinely this time. “Noted, ma’am.” I turned and walked away, my feet barely touching the tiled floor. I was finally on my way to Alpha Rafael’s room. The royal halls were buzzing, flooded with nobles and pack dignitaries. Sophia and some of the other waiters had been sent off to a separate event, while the rest of us weren’t even meant to be here. The kitchen head wouldn’t dare let me near Rafael after last time. Not since I had been caught naked, dripping wi

JAYDEN's POV Rafael pinned me to the wall, his thick length pulsing right at my entrance like it had a mind of its own. His breaths were sharp, his hands rough and commanding against my waist. “D-Don’t you need lube or something?” I asked, my voice breathless, my thighs trembling, not entirely from fear, but anticipation. “No,” he growled, his eyes burning into mine, “a slutty, dripping hole like yours doesn’t need any help.” Excuse me?! Before I could react to that disrespectful compliment, the tip of his length pressed in, and fuck, my breath caught in my throat. My back arched like a bowstring, the sensation overwhelming. “Please…” I gasped, “fill me up, Daddy.” I scrambled for something to hold on to. Maybe a wall, his arms, his thick ego or anything. He began to slide into me with slow, tormenting precision. My body jerked slightly as he pushed in deeper. My arms instinctively wrapped around his broad shoulders, anchoring myself. My hole was burning deliciously. “F-Fuck