Bound By His Rules {MM Steamy Compilation}

Slave Me, Daddy Alpha 12

12 ~ The Revoked Bond and Dinner's Tease.

JAYDEN’s POV

Elder Mithra and the other pack members' voices still echoed in my head as I pulled Beta Aurelius in for a kiss. He tasted warm, addictive and real.

Even more than Alpha Rafael.

He sucked on my lips gently. Nibbling.

I moaned into his mouth, my heart beating faster than normal. My lips tingled from his touch and my body burned with the spark of our fated bond.

Even after the elders had just dropped the bomb: Rafael's rejection didn't count. As the alpha heir, he couldn't toss away a mate like me, especially not one tied to the pack's bloodline.

Rafael had stormed out, his face all twisted up in anger, refusing to even look at me.

It hurt, but my omega instincts didn't care about his bullshit right now.

They just wanted to be filled.

Beta Aurelius pulled away gently, breathing heavily, his beta eyes dark with hunger. A smile spread across his lips before his mouth crashed back onto mine, kissing me like he was starving or had expected this for a very long time.

I melted into his arms, our tongues sliding together, wet and hot. My c**k throbbed hard against my pants, and slick already leaked from my hole, soaking my thighs.

Aurelius groaned into the kiss, his hands roaming down to grip my ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.

He broke the kiss just long enough to shove me back at the headrest. “f**k, Jayden, you taste like sin,” he muttered, his voice rough.

I watched him roll down his pants, his beta c**k springing free, thick and veined, already leaking pre-c*m from the tip.

It wasn't as massive as Rafael’s but it looked perfect, curving just right to hit all the spots that made me see stars from just staring at it.

Damn!

I dropped to my knees on the mattress, my mouth watering. “Let me suck you, Beta Aurelius. I need your c**k in my throat.”

He stepped closer, fisting the base, and I leaned in, my lips parting wide.

The head of his c**k pushed past my teeth, the salty skin sliding over my tongue. I sucked hard, hollowing my cheeks, my tongue swirling around the slit to lap up that pre-c*m.

He moaned loud, cursing under his breath. “s**t, omega, your mouth is a f*****g vacuum. Take it deeper.”

I did, bobbing my head, letting him hit the back of my throat. Gags bubbled up, but I pushed through, my saliva dripping down my chin as I slurped noisily.

My hands gripped his thighs, my nails digging in, while my own c**k leaked into my pants.

~Oh yeah, choke on that d**k, slut.~ Kasper yipped in my mind, his voice all cheeky and loud. ~You're drooling like a b***h in heat. Bet you wish it was pounding your sloppy hole instead.~

Aurelius's hips bucked, f*****g my face slowly but deep. “Good boy, swallow around me. Milk my c*m right out.”

I hummed vibrations up his shaft, feeling it twitch.

He praised me nonstop, calling me his perfect mate, his dirty little omega.

When he came, it hit fast, hot spurts flooding my mouth, thick and bitter.

I gulped it down, not spilling a drop, licking the tip clean as he shuddered.

We kissed again after, his c*m still on my tongue, mixing with our spit. It was filthy, and I loved it.

But then a knock rattled the door.

A servant's voice called out, “Dinner is ready, sirs. The pack awaits.”

Aurelius sighed, tucking his c**k away, but his hand lingered on my cheek. “Later, Jayden. I'll claim that wet p***y hole of yours proper.”

My asshole clenched at his words, aching emptily.

~Tease,~ Kasper snorted. ~You just swallowed his load and you're already whining for more. Greedy ass.~

We straightened our clothes and headed to the grand dining hall. Crystal chandeliers hung overhead, casting warm light on the long oak table piled high with roasted meats, spiced wines, and herbs meant to calm omegas like me.

Almost the whole pack was there, scents mixing thick in the air, alphas all dominant and pushy, betas steady, omegas soft and obedient.

I slid into my seat between Aurelius and an empty spot saved for Rafael, who was still ghosting like a coward.

His rejection lingered like a bad smell, but f**k him. I had Aurelius's warmth pressed against my side.

The air hit me differently now, my heat simmering low from that blowjob, every brush of my cloth against my skin sending jolts straight to my c**k.

Slick still leaked slowly, making my ass cheeks slippery.

Aurelius picked up a piece of venison, tearing it tender, and held it to my lips. His fingers grazed my mouth on purpose, his thumb pressing into the corner.

“Open up, mate,” he whispered, his voice low so only I heard. “Your hole's mine to fill later. Slow and deep, stretching that tight p***y till you beg.”

I bit down, chewing slowly, but my body reacted hard.

My c**k twitched under the table, hardening again, and fresh slick soaked into the seat cushion.

I squirmed, my thighs rubbing together to ease the ache. “Aurelius,” I breathed, “you're killing me.”

He just smirked, feeding me another bite, his free hand dropping to squeeze my thigh under the cloth, inching higher toward my leaking rim.

~Look at you, fidgeting like a horny pup,~ Kasper laughed in my head. ~One finger graze and your hole’s drooling. Bet you would hump his leg right here if he let you.~

Across the table sat Thorne, the visiting rogue beta from the neighboring kingdom. He was built like trouble, all scarred muscles and gray eyes that pierced right through you. No pack loyalty, just wild rogue vibes that made my wolf perk up.

Our eyes locked too long as the wine poured, red and heady. His scent slammed into me, musk and pine, like a forest f**k waiting to happen.

My heart exploded again, another fated pull yanking at my chest.

Kasper howled inside. ~Hot damn, another one? Jackpot, Jayden! That rogue's gonna wreck your hole good.~

Thorne's foot nudged mine under the table, casual at first, then sliding up my calf, his rough boot pressing firm.

Heat flushed my skin, my hole clenching, begging for a touch.

Aurelius noticed, a low growl rumbling from his chest, but it wasn't pure jealousy. His hand on my thigh tightened possessively, yet his eyes flicked to Thorne with interest. “Easy there,” Aurelius murmured to me, but his fingers traced circles higher, brushing my balls through the fabric.

The teases ramped up. Wine spilled accidental-like on my chest during a toast, red liquid soaking my robe, outlining my n*****s.

Thorne leaned over with a napkin in his hand, wiping slowly. His thumb pressed into one hard peak, rolling it deliberately. “Messy omega,” he whispered, his eyes locked on mine. “You need someone to clean you up properly.”

My n****e throbbed under his touch, his c**k leaking pre-c*m now, mixing with the slick running down my legs.

Fuck. He didn’t even think others were here.

I bit my lip, my breath coming short. The dual bonds pulled at me, Aurelius's steady claim and Thorne's wild edge, making my heat bubble hotter.

Glances turned heated, feet and hands brushing constantly, the table hiding the filthy game.

Rafael's empty chair mocked me, but f**k, I didn't need him yet.

Not when these two had me dripping.

~You're soaked, slut. Slick puddle under your ass,~ Kasper teased. ~One more nudge and you'll c*m untouched. Pathetic and hot as hell.~

Dessert hit the table, sweet fruits and creams, but my body betrayed me with full force. The heat surged wild from the bonds, waves crashing through my gut.

My hole spasmed, slick dripping loud to the floor, a wet patter no one else heard over the chatter.

But I felt it, burning shame and need twisting together.

“'Excuse me,” I gasped, pushing back my chair, my legs shaky.

I stumbled into the palace halls, my body on fire, my feet carrying me blind toward Rafael's room without a thought.

The pull was too strong, my omega instincts screaming for all of them.