Teasing him

ALEXANDER

I watched him walk in. Aithan Lyker Kael, the man I hated the most in the entire world, one I want on his knees, with his lips wrapped around my dick. I wasn't gay. Not at all. I just couldn't get the image of him bent, taking my cock, from my mind after I saw him naked. That round butt and button mouth called out to me, making me want to tie him up and fuck him until he caves, until he surrendered to me.

He had his chiselled features set in a determined expression, those piercing blue eyes seeming to bore into my soul. His dark hair was perfectly messy, framing a face that belonged on magazine covers. But it was his body that held my attention—broad shoulders, sculpted chest, and that irresistible round butt… I just… Fuck!

“Alexander,” my father's voice filtered through my mind, causing me to tear my gaze from the tempting beta.

Blinking, I focused on my father, and Aithan's father, who was acting like we came for a truce meeting. We all knew what this was all about. To get the paparazzi far from our business after Aithan punched me, both families came together, pretending to agree on a partnership when I knew it was all a sham.

Aithan walked over to my side, his sweet scent wafting into my nose. Oddly enough, my shaft hardened, something I hadn't been understanding. This happened when I saw him half-naked playing football, and since then, each encounter with him always left me winded, further solidifying my hatred. I hate him for invoking feelings in me.

“Boys,” Alpha Viktor called out, smiling when Aithan walked to his side. “Your fathers need to discuss something. Why don't you go out to the balcony while we discuss?”

And by the balcony, he meant walking out to the open, where the paparazzi out there would see us, to know we were 'close'

And that had me rolling my eyes. Grumbling under my breath, I hastened out to the balcony, with Aithan close behind.

The warm sunlight cast a gentle glow over the lush greenery below, and the soft breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers. Before me was the stretched-out breathtaking vista of their property, a rolling expanse of emerald lawns and towering trees that seemed to stretch up to the sky. 

I could see myself spending most of my days out here, looking out at the beautiful trees and watching the guards by the gate go through their shifts.

The moment I heard the click on the door. I turned to face him. Aithan strode over to the rail, making sure to place a notable distance between us. Watching him acting nonchalant with me made me want to ruffle his feathers.

Grinning, I walked over to him, intending to surprise him, but he turned before I could do that, his hands balled into fists as he glared at me. I could tell he wanted to throw that punch, but thoughts of us getting filmed once more by the paparazzi hiding in the trees caused him to lower his clenched fists.

“What? You want to start another war?” I asked with a chuckle, loving the way his eyes darkened. He looked adorable with that glare in his eyes, making me want to lean over and —

“What the hell do you want from me?” He gritted out, fists still clenched.

“I want you on your knees," I whispered, closing the distance between us as I continued, “with your mouth open to take my meat. I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock as you suck it and — Fuck!” I gasped when he stomped his right foot on my left, knowing no one could see it. “Fuck you!”

“Oh, I'd like to see you try that.” He folded his arms, his eyes narrowed to a glare as he watched me. “I don't know what you think you are, but I'm not gay. Don't forget we are ENEMIES,” he emphasized the last word, letting me know just what he thought about me. I knew he felt that way because that was also how I felt, that was if you exclude the desire to bend him on the rail and fuck him until he screamed my name.

“Enemies can fuck, Kael. Which is why I want you, bent, with your legs spread, exposing that cute button —” This time I was fast enough to remove my foot before he could stomp on it. “See? You missed,” I taunted, amused.

He glared, fuming with rage as he turned his back to me, leaning on the rail. I cursed inwardly, trying to tear my gaze away from that round firm butt, but it was impossible. My wolf was on the surface, ready to pounce on him, to rip his clothes off him and have our way with him, which was why I took a step back, overwhelmed by my emotions.

My dick was so hard, I knew it would be difficult keeping it tucked away. It was already causing a dent in my damned slacks! Letting out a curse, I tore my gaze away from that tempting sight, trying to calm my dick, but it seemed the bastard wasn't getting down. I had just turned to focus on the people hiding behind the trees when I saw something that caused my blood to run cold.

“Duck!” I ran over to him, and pushed him down, falling on him, as the bullet flew past our heads to hit on the door. I froze, realizing the position we were in. The bullet was not my problem. My dick was nestled between his legs, and my lips were just a mere breath from him.

Despite the awkward position, I did something stupid. I rocked my lower body to his as I lowered my mouth towards —

“Get off me, you bastard!” He kneed my dick, causing me to let out a groan as I fell to the floor, my hands instantly going towards my crotch as

the door opened, and our fathers rushed out.