"How do you want me, Sir?" Win asked him, facing Alex now and batting his eyelashes. He looked sinfully submissive, fueling Alex's dominant side even more."I want you on your back, hands on the headboard" Alex commanded with a deep growl. "You are not touching yourself tonight, beautiful.""Sir..." Win whimpered, sounding desperate to be fucked."You will only come from my cock pounding into your slutty ass" Alex muttered with a deep, commanding voice, with quick movements he placed Win on position, hands flat against the headboard and legs curling around his waist."Ready?" he teased Win, grabbing his dick and pressing the wet head of his dick against Win clenching hole."Please, Sir!" Win moaned, his manicured nails scratching the headboard, trying to hold onto something."As you wish, beautiful" Alex chuckled before he started to penetrate his boyfriend, going slowly but steady, he didn't stop until his whole dick was inside Win ass, his hipbones touching Win ass cheeks.He watche
Later that evening, a soft knock on his door made Alex raise his head from the documents he was reading."Come in."He couldn't help but smile when his boyfriend entered his office with a grin on his face."How was your day, beautiful?" he asked Win happily, moving his chair backwards to make room for Win on his lap. His boyfriend knew how much he loved that.Alex sighed content when Win did exactly that and sat on his lap, their faces mere inches apart, Win hands instantly playing with his messy hair. He hummed at that, loving the contact."Fantastic," Win responded. "Emma and I shopped all morning; she bought—I don't know how many dresses—I only got a few shirts and an eye shadow palette I wanted, though.""You know you are free to use my money, right?" Alex asked, gently kissing Win's lips. It was true; he had told Win since the day they became boyfriends, when he knew he could trust him, that his money was always going to be there for everything he needed or wanted. At first, Win
Alex finds his wife-to-be in his workroom... for the lack of a better word. This specific area isn't one of the apartment's permanent features, Alex knows that much. The walls are red bricked at the moment, something that could change depending on the way Win intends to use the space, be it for researching, working, creating and perfecting cream or even experimenting. The room is cluttered; books, rolled-up parchments, candles and wicker baskets are thrown around haphazardly all over the wooden floor. There are a few portraits, taxidermied rodents and clocks hanging over the walls, staring down at the unpredictable occupant with varying degrees of curiosity. Taken by itself, the place looks like the hidden lair of a shifty hedge witch, not a part of the luxuriously appointed apartment of the biggest mafia boss.The said mafia boss is currently sitting behind the massive mahogany desk in the middle, surrounded by even more paraphernalia of his trade. A few multicolored glass beakers
I'm going take Win into new apartment.""Oh.""It's not a problem, right?" Alex asks softly when that is the only sound Mike makes."No. I mean, there's no rule that says the boos has to... Has to live on-site. Is there?" Mike inquires, sounding as if he is hoping there is something along the lines. As if he finds the idea a little unsettling."No, there isn't. I checked," Alex murmurs. He understands why Mike would feel upset about the change. He knows he is going to miss having his brother, sister and all his boy's around him all the time. But Alex has already made up his mind. "Just, um... don't be a stranger.""Can't even if I wanted to Mike," Alex mutters with a straight face before placing a hand on Mike's shoulder, smiling. "You're my brother," he says sincerely, "wherever I go, you're right there next to me.""I'll hold you to it," Mike warns before pulling him into another bone-crushing hug.Alex finds himself miraculously free of work only after a couple of hours since his
"Ready, son?"Sebestian's Will gentle nudge brings him back to the present. There is some sort of music playing in the background. He doesn't recognize the song or the words, but the dulcet melody of it is beautiful, uplifting and beckons him with promises of hope and love. The butterflies in his stomach flutter a little as excitement flows through him. This is really happening. All of a sudden, he wants to run down the short distance to where the Priest is waiting. He wants to get married already.He takes a deep breath and settles himself as best as he can before looking at his father with a smile. "I am." That is apparently the signal the little Omega before them has been waiting for. Maggi shows him exactly how seriously she takes her duties as their flower girl by summoning flower petals out of thin air to sprinkle them all over as she leads the way. Some petals land on the walkway while others gracefully land on the crowd. Some shake loose wings and take flight to gather arou
When Alex turns back, Win is smiling at him, his hand held out, "Will you dance with me, my darling?"Alex usually doesn't like to dance. He despises the feeling of too many gyrating bodies in close proximity and constantly having to dodge stray limbs. He's also not very confident about his dancing skills. He is a soldier born and bred, with a well-developed range of fluid motion and flexibility, and he's pretty sure he can move gracefully to follow a beat. But he has never been inclined to test those theories like his siblings. Well, until now, that is. He cannot possibly decline when his husband looks at him with that particular sparkle in his eyes.He slips his hand into the waiting one and lets himself be led. The music changes the moment they step into the spacious arena. The crowd parts just enough to make space for the newlyweds at the center. A slow song starts playing, and Alex thinks it sounds familiar until he remembers the beautiful melody that's been playing during their
A small voice reminds Win that it's not very nice to leave his own party unannounced. It's irritating because he doesn't think he can wait another second without falling into Alex arms, to get the chance to finally indulge in those deep, secret pleasures they are yet to discover."Don't worry," Alex whispers knowingly and his husky chuckle sends another electrifying spark of excitement through him. "Mike knows. He'll take care of the guests."Win's back hits the wall of their bedroom even before the door has fully close behind them. Alex long fingers wrap around his wrists in a tight grip to hold them above his head. His torso is flushed against Win, and he loves the delicious weight of his Alpha effortlessly pinning him in place.Win's gasp is swallowed by Alex mouth on his own, rough and demanding. Win kisses back with eager passion, chasing the feel of those warm lips, nibbling teeth and insisting tongue. Kissing Alex is heady and exciting and Win always gives himself fully over to
Soon, the bedroom is filled with the sounds of Alex grunts, Win's hitching pants and slaps of their straining, sweaty bodies. The pace the Alpha sets is relentless, finally giving in to his own needs and taking what is being eagerly offered. Win trusts back with equal vigor, his entire body alight with sparks as Alex nails his prostate the best way possible.He lets out a squeak when he's abruptly lifted off the mattress from his sprawl by an arm that snakes between his chest and the bed. When his brain catches up, Win realizes that he's now on his knees, with his back flushed against Alex chest. The new position lets Alex cock slide in even deeper, and he lets his head fall back on the Alpha's shoulder and moans."So perfect..." Alex murmurs against his ear and Win trembles. The Alpha has one arm wrapped securely around his chest and the other hand wrapped around his cock. Win is well and truly trapped and can't do anything but dig his own fingers in on the Alpha's thighs that are br