All Chapters of The Dominant Alpha's Perfect Obsession with his Janitor: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“St- ah…nh…”The words dissolve into a shaky breath as my trembling hands stroke my overstimulated cock. The moisture leaking from the tip is watery, and the once healthy pink flesh is now an angry shade of red. It hurts.I don’t want to rub my cock anymore; it hurts...I don't want to rub it anymore, but I want to cum....I want to cum.My hands curl around the still-hard shaft, the sensitivity making me shudder as a faint cry slips from my lips.“Ack… it hurts…”Despite the raw pain from the vicious friction, pleasure claws its way through my body, washing over me in brief waves, but just as soon as I climax and more watery semen coats my hands, another surge of arousal floods me.“Fuc..k…there is no end to this.”I curse, tears brimming in my eyes.I can’t come from the front again….it hurts so bad.This…being an omega-The car screeches to a sudden halt before the thought forms fully, and the force sends my body sprawling off the seat and landing on the car’s floor.The pain is a

Before my mind can wander further on what really is average, warm and bitter fluid swarms my mouth; before I can pull away to let the bitter fluid fall on the sheets, Nicklaus’s hand pulls my head to his cock, shoving it deeper and ensuring all the liquid is swallowed.My nails claw at his hands to the point where blood flows, but he holds on to me until his cock stops twitching.A cough assaults me when he finally pulls out of my mouth, but no matter how much I wretch to remove his cum from my throat, nothing budges.“My Luci sucks at blowjobs… but still, you look cute with me inside you.”Niklaus whispers before grabbing my chin and pressing his lips against mine.This is the first time I part my lips voluntarily, not because of the pheromones but because I can't be the only one tasting cum each time I swallow.I miscalculated.I thought the kiss would be brief, but slowly, his tongue slides into my mouth, and his lips move forcefully as if he had been waiting for me to keep my guar

Lucien “The influx of pheromones when his glands were already damaged was bad enough, but he was a recessive omega.”An unfamiliar voice speaks in a tone filled with more fear than concern.“Rejecting a dominant alpha’s imprint? That is devastating even for a dominant omega, and this…”The voice seems to filter through the thick fog in my mind, pulling me halfway out of the heaviness of sleep.“This...? Don’t speak in incomplete sentences. You’re getting on my nerves.”I shudder at the familiarity of the replying voice.Niklaus.His tone is sharp and cold.What the hell? Where am I? What is this? Why can’t I open my eyes?Trying to move my jaw ends up in devastating failure. No sound, not even a hum, escapes my dry and scratchy throat that feels torn up, almost as if I swallowed sandpaper.So, then, what? Am I simply lucid?Fuck, how much time has passed.“We ran various tests and… None, I mean, there was no brain activity in response to the pheromone testing that we have done.” “Mea

The sound of papers rustling fills the room as the shadow beyond the curtains surrounding my bed bends to pick them up.The person beyond takes a deep breath, seemingly to compose themselves before walking towards me and on instinct, I close my eyes before the sound of the curtain being drawn echoes.“Christ’s sake, Lucien…”Chief Owen mutters, his voice sounding broken.“I told you t-…I should have tossed you in my car.”His hand brushes my cheek softly before lingering on my lower lip.Niklaus is gone. He must be because I can’t picture Niklaus watching him touch me.But what the hell happened? What did Niklaus do to cause the chief to drop the subject of pulling me off the mission?His warm hand leaves my skin, and the sound of the curtains rustling is followed by his receding footsteps.Don’t leave!“N…o!”The word comes out, raspy and broken as I flutter my eyes open as if this were the first time in ages.Chief Owen’s frame stills mid-step before he snaps sharply to face me.“Ch

Niklaus Heinrich Niklaus rested his legs on the broad mahogany desk in his private study, his frame illuminated by the soft glow of monitors live streaming the footage in hospital room five hundred and three.He wanted to see more, but Lucien turned the lights off, an act that grated his nerves.He reached for his phone, about to contact one of the men outside, when Lucien moved around the room, first to the bathroom, scowling at the camera and then back to the main room where he stood next to the window.With the information given to him by his chief, he should think the force set up the room for him, but something didn’t sit right with him.He looked too restless for someone who believed that.His grip tightened on his phone as he made a silent vow to take action should he try to open the window, but he didn’t even touch the glass, making his frown deepen.“Am I too paranoid?”He clicked his tongue as he voiced the question and leaned back in his seat.The hospital room’s door slid