Chapter:-4

Sebestian POV:-

His moans echoed through the room, the way he worshipped my name, the way he begged me. The things he did to me. The things he made me do. How could I let this go? I made a promise to myself years ago, I wouldn't look back and I didn't. But he's right here. I can't, I just can't stop myself.

I was buried deep in his mouth. Savoring every single second. It was all too much, he was devouring me. It took all of me to have him walk away from this pack.

And now we're here, should I be caring about the consequences? I guess so. But not when he's like this, not when he's shivering beneath him. Not until I've ruined him.

I fucked into his mouth. Gripping his hair tight and he looked right back into my eyes, I couldn't take it. My hips started moving on their own accord, I couldn't stop. I hadn't let him cum even once, I have to remind him who he belongs to. Who am I kidding? It's my own deep insecurities buried inside. I can't have him look at someone else, admire someone else. Even the thought physically hurt. I'm a terrible person, I know that. But I refuse to believe he deserves better than me.

"You belong to me, Allen." I chanted as I thrust my hips into him, he moaned sinfully around me. The way he took it, the way he begged for it and yet, the power that radiates through his eyes. He drives me crazy. The truth is, he is the one who owns me. Not the other way around.

He was getting off on this, I could see the way he dripped for me and how his eyes begged me to let him cum. I wanted to see him spill so badly but I wouldn't, not until he's paid for what he did. He looked at Seth. Allen was about to cum untouched, I left his mouth abruptly.

He whined and reached back out, grabbed my dick and took it into his mouth, sucking on it like it's the only thing he needs to do. I tried to pull back but he held me there and damn, it felt good. I pushed into him because I couldn't hold back, not when he took me like that. And he was ruining me.

I came into his mouth, he plopped off my dick, his eyes hazy with lust and unshed tears. His cock soaking red and his breathing uneven. He didn't  move, he'd been denied so many times and was still obeying me, so good.

I motioned my fingers to tell him to stand up and he did. I stepped closer to him. My fingers moved to his lips, tracing the outline.

I was torn. I wanted to make him scream, for thinking of someone else. For looking at someone else. And I wanted to love him, make love to him for still being here, screaming my name, bent over for me.

I didn't see it coming, how he dared to step forward, closing all the distance between us and how his arms went around my back to pull my closer. My fingers were still tracing his lips.

He bucked into me, held onto me tight. Humped against my dick while looking straight into my eyes. And I let him. Once he'd seen the silent permission my eyes gave him, he started grinding on to me, still holding me tight. Gripping onto me like I would disappear any moment.

And then he was withering, almost falling but I caught him. He wrapped his legs around me as I carried him back to the council table and stood at the edge. His back against the table.

And then he latched for my mouth and kissed me as he humped against me, he moaned into my mouth desperately and he was so close. So so close. I almost let him cum. Almost.

I grabbed his thighs forcefully without any warning and held them there, waiting for him to come off his high. He looked empty. His hands went to his face and he sobbed.

"Sebestian, please."

"No." I snarled. Because no. I can't let this end. I won't watch him walk out of this door. Because here I get to have him, however the fuck I want and he lets me. Out there, he's the King and he lets himself look at random guys. Fuck. This was breaking me. I needed to fuck him again. Work my aggression out on him, give him everything that I have.

And I did, I turned him on his side and entered him, I fucked into him as he sobbed into his hands. He sobbed as he moaned and then he whined. But he never gave up. 

I came inside him, again and again and again and he took it, but I didn't let him cum even once.

"Get up." I ordered.

"I can't, " he whispered.

"Yes, you can." I demanded.

I was getting impatient, he was still on his side, his head buried in his hands, my cum dripping out of his ass. He needed to get up and I needed to fuck him some more.

"Don't give me an attitude. Not after what you've done." I snapped. I couldn't digest the thought of him liking someone else, how could he even think he could move on from me? From us? I know I'm crazy. But I'm crazy for him.

I really hit a nerve there though. Because he was up, he could hardly keep his balance but he was standing, facing me, hating me for loving me.

"I'm giving you an attitude?"

"Uh-huh."

"What the fuck, Sebestian? What's happened to you?"

"Whats happened to me? You were looking at him and not two minutes ago you were making plans on how you wanted him on his knees--."

"You know what, I think I should've stuck with that thought."

"Excuse me?" My voice dropped to a whisper. He should not have said that.

I marched upto him, took him in my hands and started jacking him off. There goes all his resolve. He was breaking again.

"Yes, just like that." There it was again, the vulnerability in his eyes. He was already squirming and his hands went to my shoulders for balance.

"Sebestian, no. We can't keep doing this to eachother-"

I didn't like the sound of whatever he was saying so I cut him off with a bruising kiss. He moaned into my mouth and kissed me back.

Tears escaped his eyes as I jacked him off. He held my face in his hands and deepened the kiss. Touching ever vain buried deep inside, making my heart skip beats. I loved him. I love him. I will always love him. And I know he loves me, which gives me the right to do this.

I kissed him just as deeply for a moment and then I pulled away. Retreating my hand from his dick, he looked broken, bruised and torn but he stood still.

"Who do you belong to?" I asked him, my voice barely above a whisper.

He turned away, breaking eye contact.

"You." He said.

That was satisfaction enough, but if I let him cum now, I lose him. He's going to leave. He's going to be able to look at someone else and I can't let that happen. I won't.

I backed away, put my clothes back on. He stood frozen, didn't even try to stop me. His body visibly shivering and his eyes red.

I went to him one last time, pulled him closer and sucked a mark so hard on his neck, it would be visible to anyone who dared look at him. Then, I left.