Seth drove them back to the main mansion, the Sebestian main house. As they were driving through the little town, their Sebestian Alpha instinct perked up again. That smell! It was here again. Sebestian eyes darted around out the window of the car and tried to look for the person with that amazing smell. The only thing he could see was the park and a lot of people out playing. Who was it? He almost ordered Seth to stop the car, but they were driving too fast. He had his window rolled down to keep smelling that apple-cinnamon smell he would most definitely get addicted to. His mind was still lingering on that scent as they drove up the long driveway with the tall trees on each side. The big white mansion appeared before them. It was closed off and could not be seen from the village, and no one would come here, and no one knew that a mansion like this was in the woods. That’s why he loved this place, and that's why they moved here with the gang. It was easier to operate from here, and no
Sebestian had Adom in his car so fast that his head spun, or was it because he couldn’t breathe? He was gasping for air as Sebestian went around the car and got into the driver's side before speeding off to god knows where. Adom didn’t care where they went right now if only he could be basked in Sebestian scent for the rest of the night. He had never felt something like this, and it made his omega go crazy. Sebestian's scent was so intoxicating that he trembled in the passenger seat as Sebestian had one hand tightly wrapped around his thigh. He wanted his touch, and every time Sebestian took his hand away to switch gears, he would whimper, and Sebestian would put his hand back as soon as possible. This all felt scary. Adom was darting his eyes from Sebestian to his lap as he fumbled with his fingers. His hard member was straining against his zipper. The drive was done in silence, but he didn’t mind. The silence felt good, and he couldn’t wait to be wrapped in these arms again. This tho
Adom was just as confused with his feelings; he wanted nothing more than to have this man with him forever. But he couldn’t think straight at the moment. He just wanted him inside him now. “stop teasing. Please. Aahmm!!” Adom moaned out before Sebestian suddenly pushed a finger deep inside his wet, quivering hole. He gasped as Sebestian touched a spot deep inside that made him see stars. Adom grinned and added a second finger to his wet channel, scissoring him open and pegging that sensitive soot inside him. Adom was mewling and arching his back, fucking down on Sebestian fingers. “ah! Please, more” Adom was pleading and moaning out as Sebestian opened him up with his fingers. He had Adom spread white open, all pliant and ready to fuck. He was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Sebestian caressed his thigh before slipping his finger over Adom balls and stroked his way up to the tip. He milked the pre-cum out of him and slicked his shaft up. He strokes him at the pace at whic
“Please, no more.” Adom was pushed up against the tiled wall of the shower, legs wrapped around Sebestian and fingers in his hair. Sebastian was slamming inside of him with hard thrusts and bouncing Adom down on his thick cock. Adom was moaning and whimpering in his arms and shivering from how deeply Sebestian was fucking him. They had gone to the shower to get cleaned, but a new heat wave overcame Adom, and he just wanted Sebestian all over him again. He couldn’t get enough of him, and his body was hot and shivering from every touch. Dirty sounds, bodies slapping, moans, and groans echoed through the bathroom, but both men were too engrossed in each other to care. Sebastian had Adom's hips in a tight grip and pulled him down and deep on his cock. He wasn’t in his right mind anymore and just wanted to breed his boy. His scent was all over him, and his alpha was delirious and wanted to claim this boy as his own. He groaned in Adom's neck and kissed and licked his scent gland all over a
Adom groaned softly as he slowly woke up. He blinked a few times, getting used to the bright light shining through the window, before he opened his eyes fully. He was a little confused, as he felt arms around him. This wasn't his own house. Where was he? He sat up and groaned when he felt pain shoot up his back. He was feeling sore all over, as if he were being run over by a truck or something. He looked around in the big room. It was modernly furnished and looked very expensive. He was sitting in a big, queen-sized bed, and when he looked to his side, his eyes widened. Arms were still wrapped around his waist, and a man was softly snoring next to him. Adom's heart started to beat faster as he smelled the strong sandalwood scent, suddenly remembering the night before. He felt his cheeks flush from embarrassment, remembering how he had begged and pleaded with this man to fuck him all night. Now he knew why his body was so sore! He felt panic rise inside him and his breathing quicken. He
As Adom was outside the room, he heard Sebestian stumble, probably getting out of bed. He had to be quick. He searched for the nearest stairs and ran down. What was this place? A freaking palace or something! Doors everywhere; how was he going to get out of here? But he needs to be quick; he doesn't want the other man to find him, not like this. Adom breathed hard and looked for the front door. He was running down the hall and opening a few doors before he finally pulled the front door open. As he ran out, he also came to the realization that he didn’t wear socks or shoes. He would have to do this as he heard footsteps. He looked back to see that Sebestian was following him and was coming closer. He gasped and ran faster. He needed to get away from here. His feet hurt as he ran down a gravel pathway, and he hissed. What was this place? Was this even in his town? How could he go back? As he slowed down to see if he could find something that looked familiar, he was grabbed from behind.
Adom was happy to be back. He had contacted his parents when he was on the bus home and lied about needing to finish some assignments. His body was heating up again, and he had been very uncomfortable on the bus ride. He had taken extra scent neutralizers this time to hide them because he could even smell his own scent. It was very overwhelming, and he felt people stare at him. When he finally came back home, the first thing he looked up was heat symptoms. He had to know if this was what heat felt like, and he had been right. He felt the blood drain from his face as he read about his suppressant not working if he came into contact with your pair. Now everything fell into place. He was staring into the distance as he became aware of what he had done. He feels it too now. He was in heat, and that man had gotten him so far. All those years of trying to deny that he was an omega came crumbling down now that he had experienced it for the first time. He couldn’t deny it had felt amazing, and
So here had Sebestian run off. Sebastian was watching as Adom walked out of a clinic and followed him back. He had been looking for him for weeks now! He had searched high and low in town, and when he didn’t find him, he felt so pained. His alpha was whining all the time and wanted his pair. He wanted it, too. They were one. He didn’t give up hope; he had asked Allen for help. He knew he had connections everywhere, and he would definitely find him. 2 weeks did it take him. Two long weeks! But he was overjoyed now that Allen had finally called him and told him he had found him; he just stumbled almost to get to where he was. He wanted to see him again and wanted to apologize for his behavior that day. He felt guilty now that he was a few weeks further, and he now understood how the boy must have felt. Allen had informed him about his name, age, school, and where he lived. He had followed him for a week to get all the information Sebestian wanted, and now Sebestian was here to find him
Alex sighed happily when he heard Win's little yawn next to him. It had been one month since Win moved in with him, and Alex had never been happier in his life. It was a realization he had not long after Win moved in. He loved Win. He loved him, and having him next to him all day was a gift to him. As he expected, the plan had worked out perfectly. Win boss Mrs. Rile had closed the studio days after Alex's visit. He remembered how sad Win sounded when he called him that night, telling him his boss had fired him and was closing the makeup studio. When Alex asked him if he wanted to move in with him, he was sure Win would say yes before he got the actual response from his dear boyfriend. The first thing he told Win when he moved in was that he didn't need to find another job; the only thing that he needed to do was be there for Alex. Between Win's smile at his words and the friendship that grew between him and his sister Emma, he was sure Win would be staying with him permanently. "
"Fuck," Alex cursed when Win closed the door on his face and started to run away. He wasn't going to stand there like the first time. This time, he was going to get Win and try to explain himself. Quickly, he opened the door and started to run to the front door, praying Win was still inside the mansion and not running away like a crazy man on the streets of the city in the middle of the night. Seconds later, when he was nearing his destiny, he let out a sigh of relief when he heard Win's voice, which sounded angry and desperate. When he turned to the front hallway, he saw Win with his brother Mike. "Let me go," Win muttered, trying to free himself from Mike's strong grip. "Let me go, or I'll kick you in the balls. Alex knows how good I am at that; go ask him." "Um, you are feisty." Mike smirked at him. "I see why my brother likes you," he said, tightening his grip on Win. "Let me go, you stupid monkey!" Win whined as he punched Mike in the ribs. The other man hissed in pain but st
Win sighed and relaxed when he heard Alex closing the door of his loft, leaving his place. He was conflicted, to say the least. On one hand, he was about to go on a date with Alex, the head of the Mafia, the most powerful and dangerous man in all of the city. Alex was not a good person; he knew that. Alex killed, tortured, and broke the law, probably on a daily basis. He was ruthless and cold; he intimidated people, as he witnessed mere minutes ago, when the poor boy, man?... Win didn't remember his name, but with just a couple of words, Alex made the poor man run away, scared, in just his underwear. But... On the other hand, Win had never connected with someone like he had with Alex. All week he tried to forget about him—about his mouth against him, his strong hands on his waist, his dominant touch on his body. Win had wanted to see him again, to get to know him, but when he found out he slept with Alex, he panicked and ran away. He would be lying to himself if he didn't admit a tw
"Fuck me, fuck me, c'mon," the man under Alex screamed in pleasure as he pounded him into the mattress, the whole bed shaking with the force of Alex's thrusts. "Shut up," Alex ordered, placing his hand on the man's neck, making him face the mattress, and muffling his babbling. The man he was currently fucking obeyed Alex's commanding tone and took every brutal, pleasurable thrust of Alex's hips. "Slut," Alex groaned, feeling himself close to his orgasm. The man he was currently fucking was beautiful, his skin tan, his body slim but muscular and strong, his hair dark, but he wasn't winning. In fact, Alex couldn't remember his name. Win had entered Alex's mind in such a way that he just couldn't forget him since he saw him that night. A now Alex had dedicated the last nights of life to fuck any man he saw who reminded him of Win, neither of them were nearly as good as the original, though. Thrusting a couple of times, Alex came shuddering. When he felt the other man tightening aro
26 YEAR LATER: Alex, an Alpha and head of the most powerful, biggest mafia group in the city, entered the club like he owned the place. On his sides were his cousin, brother Mike, and friend Type, his two bodyguards. Alex was very capable of taking care of himself, but he knew he would always be a target. He was 27 years old now; it had been almost five years since he assumed leadership of the biggest Mafia, following his father Sebestian's retirement and departure for a long vacation with his dad Adom. Alex would never forget that day, when he arrived at his house and found his dad hugging his father's, and they had already packed their things and were ready to leave. Since that day, Alex has been the leader and has taken over his father's position. He had killed more people than he could count trying to find any enemy, tortured as many, and he was sure he wouldn't stop until he found all enemies and killed them with his bare hands. He smirked when he started to notice the stares
Adoms walked softly to Sebestian's office. He pressed his ear against the closed door and only heard Sebestian's voice. He figured he had to be alone, and the meeting he had with his closest security members must have ended. Slowly, he opened the door and realized he was wrong. There, in his husband's office, were at least a dozen men, all dressed in black tuxedos. His face heated when he felt all of their gazes directed at him. "Beautiful, hi," Sebestian smiled at him from the other side of the room. "We are having a little bit of a problem over here; wait outside, please." Adom looked at the screen reflected on the wall; there was a photo of a man he actually knew. He and Sebestiab had talked about him a few nights ago. His name was Ram, and apparently he had messed with their security cameras on the mansion and other properties. It was no secret that Ram was a close ally to the other mafia family. Luckily for them, Sebestian's team had caught the bug on the cameras and were able
"Sebestian, not here!" Adom whined. Adom cooked dinner while Sebestian pressed up against his back. He wrapped his hands around his hips, caressing his skin under his shirt. Sebestian kissed a trail down from his neck to his shoulder that made Adom shiver. When Sebestian kissed him in such a manner that caused him to lose control of his body, the spoon he was holding began to tremble in his hand. "She's asleep now. Just a quickie," Sebestian whispered in his ear and grinned when Adom leaned back against him. Sebestian hands wandered up Adom's body and circled the already hardening nipples. "Your smell gives you away, and you know I can feel your emotions now." Adom shuddered under Sebestian's touch and moaned when Sebestian sucked a dark spot on his neck. He dropped the spoon and turned the stove off. He turned around in Sebestian's grasp and connected their lips. "Okay, but be fast!" Adom warned, and Sebestian nodded against his lips. He didn't know how fast he opened his pants a
FIVE YEAR LATER: His big brown eyes stared into the mirror as his hand fixed his bowtie. His hand trembled a bit, and you could hear the ragged breath the man was taking. Fingers nervously fixed his suit jacket and flattened out every fold there could be. It had to be perfect. The soft giggle that neared the room pulled him out of his trance, and the door was pushed open by little chubby fingers. "Daddy!" a little voice yelled, and her little legs carried her over and into the man's arms. "Hey there, little girl." He whispered into the giggling girls' ears. She gripped his suit and wrinkled it, probably, but he didn't mind it. She could do anything she wanted to him; that's how much he loved her. "You look so beautiful! Has your dad seen you yet?" He stroked his fingers through her dark hair and felt the little bows that had been precisely placed at the end of every braid. Little brabbles slipped past her lips, which made Adom only laugh more. The only thing she had been able to s
"Hey there, baby girl." Adom whispered, and he stroked his fingers through her black hair as she lay content on his chest. Her little fist balled against his chest as she smacked her lips. Adom couldn't stop looking at her, and with all the little noises she made, he would coo at her and stroke her back softly. He couldn't stop looking at how perfect she was. He had counted her little toes and fingers over and over again, and all the time he would finish at ten. He had just finished feeding her, and her eyes were drooping as they lay in comfortable silence in the big private room in the hospital. Sebestian really didn't spare a cent on their stay, and he had been the perfect man for the past few days. He was so in love with his little daughter that he couldn't stop kissing her. And would cradle her softly in his arms while humming a song to her as she fell asleep in his arms most of the time. Adom was now only with her in the silent room, and he basked in her oh-so-sweet baby scent. H