Saxon Sterling is the son of the butler of the Sterling family. As the Sterling family needed more fresh blood this generation, and due to his own excellence, he was adopted by the Sterling family and made responsible for overseeing the specific matters of Luminous Entertainment.
A few days ago, he received a delivery. When he opened the package, he was shocked and remained speechless for a long time, staring at what was inside.
He had only seen pictures of this object before, but he didn't need to verify it. It was true. No one would dare to imitate the Sterling family's family seal. There was also a letter inside, which had a rough note: exchange this for the contract of Luminous Entertainment's new talent.
Seeing Michael's reply on the computer, he got up and took the box and letter out of the office.
Luminous Entertainment occupied all the floors of the Xinhong Building, with the top floor being the actual controller of the company, who was known as King in Luminous Entertainment. He had the power to control the rise and fall of the entertainment industry, with great strength able to make or break.
Saxon was going to meet him - Altair Sterling
At this moment, Altair sat at his desk, intently flicking through the documents. His silver-framed glasses sat firmly on his prominent nose, and his deep and bottomless eyes sparkled through the lenses. His suit was carefully tailored, highlighting his noble and elegant appearance. Every movement he made exuded a sense of calm and restraint, making people feel a deep sense of awe and admiration towards him.
"What's the matter?" He pushed his glasses up and didn't look at Saxon, continuing to look down at the document.
"I received a family seal, which seems to be yours." Saxon placed the box on the table.
Altair 's previously calm expression changed instantly. He even looked up with some urgency, staring at Saxon with a sense of alertness. "How did you get it?"
"I received it through courier. There was a letter inside, saying they wanted to exchange for a contract of signing a new talent. Today, someone came with that contract. His name is Elvira Nieva."
Altair couldn't maintain his usual composure when he heard that name. His heart suddenly couldn't stop aching, like a scab that had cracked open and was bleeding uncontrollably.
After so many years, he finally heard news of that person. He eagerly opened the box, and the keepsake inside was just like the one he had given away years ago. The handwriting on the letter was that of Lorcan Nieva's.
It was him! His beloved from his entire life!
He couldn't help but tremble, and he pressed the letter against his cheek, as if to relive the warmth of Lorcan's touch.
Today was a full moon night, and the sky had already darkened. Saxon looked at Altair with concern. If he had known that this box could cause such an emotional reaction from Altair , he would never have delivered it today.
Altair was the purest werewolf bloodline in this generation of the Sterling family. His body flowed with powerful werewolf blood, which caused him to undergo a strange transformation during the full moon night. During this period, he would turn into a powerful wolf,showing great injury and destruction. His stature would become taller, his muscles would become more solid, and his eyes would sparkle with cold light.
However, Altair was not a wild beast during ordinary full moon nights. Instead, he always maintained a stable mood and tried to control his wildness. He knew that only by remaining calm and restrained could he better cope with the challenges of the transformation. He would prepare thoroughly before the full moon night, including finding a safe refuge and stockpiling sufficient food and water sources. In this way, he could spend a relatively calm period after the transformation.
But now, such a Altair could never calmly and peacefully spend the full moon night.
As the guardian of Altair, Saxon couldn't just sit by and do nothing. He couldn't allow Altair to die of bloodletting due to the pain. This was his duty.
The extreme emotional fluctuations had made it difficult for Altair to control his body. He grabbed the letter and slumped onto the office chair, his head drooping helplessly, and a bead of sweat beginning to glisten on his forehead. His gaze fixed on the ceiling, his expression dazed and lifeless. His Adam's apple bobbed with the rise and fall of his body, drawing other’s eye.
Altair vaguely remembered that it was a full moon tonight, and his current condition was extremely dangerous. However, he didn't want to take any measures because he didn't want to live anymore. It had been almost twenty years, and he still loved him, but he would never see his beloved again.
Werewolves wanted to die during the full moon night.
Saxon stepped forward and stared at Altair intently. The usually arrogant superior had revealed such a fragile appearance in front of him, which made Saxon swallow hard. He pressed a hidden button under the office desk, and suddenly, steel locks emerged from the chair, locking Altair firmly in place.
Saxon pushed Altair into the back room.
This room was specially prepared for Altair 's full moon night. At this point, Altair was unconscious and his eyes began to change color and turn slightly silver. His body had already begun to swell visibly. His body was limp, his mind full of the past, and he was completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world
He seemed to have returned to the past. It was a night, and the moonlight shone on Lorcan's face, which was unusually gentle. They kissed in the moonlight. Lorcan's hand reached into the hem of his clothes and wandered around wantonly, his body felt hot.
The hand went all the way down again, vigorously kneading his butt, and the fingers penetrated his back hole. At this time, the back hole was already wet, and Lorcan's deep laughter sounded in his ears, which made him tremble even more.
A small moan came from his throat, and his breathing became rapid. That long finger teased the intestines in the back hole, which caused unconscious tightening. The sticky liquid flowed out of the v****a and remained between the legs.
He stretched out his head to ask for a kiss from Lorcan. Lorcan's kiss was very possessive. His tongue searched for fluids in his mouth, intertwined with his tongue, took away his breath, made him lose his mind, and disturbed his soul.
Saxon looked at the tied Altair, his Adam's apple rolling, and his eyes were greedy, as if he wanted to peel off Altair 's suit. The terrible desire is about to crush his sanity. At this time, Altair 's collar was half open, revealing his fair skin and delicate collarbones, and his face was flushed. He was completely different from his previous image of being aloof and decisive, and he let people in without any precautions.
Saxon possessed him and kissed Altair. His tongue entered his mouth easily, and he even got a response. Saxon's eyes widened in surprise. He reached out and pinched Altair 's neck, turning his head to deepen the kiss. His tongue did whatever he wanted in his mouth, the tip of his tongue wandering between his teeth, tracing the roof of his mouth, sucking the fluid in his mouth.
Altair responded fiercely, and there was even fluid left at the corner of his mouth. His tongue and mouth all welcomed Saxon's invasion and possession. This made Saxon overjoyed. He reached out to unbutton Altair 's suit and took a look at the flushed and attractive marks on his lean and powerful body. Saxon's heartbeat accelerated, and he felt a strong impulse welling up from the bottom of his heart. He tried to control his impulses and desires, but his body couldn't stand the temptation.
He took Altair's hand and placed it on his huge p***s, forcing Altair 's hand to relieve his desire. Saxon gasped, straddling Altair's lap, and kissed the man's neck and collarbone crazily, almost biting him. At this time, Altair raised his head and gasped, accepting the intense stimulation and desire in his body. The glasses on the bridge of his nose were foggy.
Altair's consciousness was still immersed in the memories of the past. His Lorcan picked him up, pressed him against the wall and entered his body. The narrow corridor could accommodate the intrusion of a giant object, and the strong stimulation made him unable to bear it. He was trembling and moaning, and his scalp was numb. His legs were hooked around Lorcan's waist, and his palms were stroking Lorcan's hair.
Lorcan's attack was powerful and fierce, hitting each other one after another. Altair felt that he was going to be stabbed by such a giant object. The huge stimulation made his vision blurred, and white fireworks seemed to explode in front of his eyes. The sticky liquid flowed down, and he couldn't help but leak semen in front of him. He clung to Lorcan even more, trying to want more, wanting Lorcan to possess her from the inside out. Lorcan bit his n*****s and licked them with his tongue until they were red and swollen. Even the breeze brought a little stimulation.
They were in love under the moonlight, making love crazily, and a lot of stimulation overwhelmed their reason. At this moment, they were so in love with each other.
The air in the secret room gradually became hot, and the giant thing under Saxon was already very swollen. He unbuttoned Altair 's pants. He slammed his huge erection into Altair 's thighs, opening and closing again and again, and the impact was extremely violent. Because of the steel lock, there was almost no gap between the thighs, and the huge foreign object hit her. The thigh root was worn out by the impact and became red and swollen.
Altair's clothes were messed up by Saxon, and there were wanton kisses on his body. His emotional blush was mixed with sweat, tempting Saxon to do whatever he wanted. Saxon was like a wild beast at this time, lying on his boss's body and plundering wantonly. He bit Altair 's Adam's apple, his tongue kept licking, and the movements under his body hit him violently.
He felt the person beneath him tremble violently, and the warm and sticky liquid sprayed between their bodies. Saxon looked at Altair in disbelief. He actually made Altair ejaculate without going in. What a lustful and horny body. Thinking of his usually abstinent and cold demeanor, Saxon wanted to f**k him to death. Thinking this way, he felt a burst of fire in his heart, hitting the space between Altair 's legs even more violently.
In his consciousness, Altair felt that his body suddenly became soft and numb. He was powerless and slumped in Lorcan's arms. He raised his head and kissed Lorcan's ears, side face, corners of mouth, bridge of nose and brow bone. Lorcan felt that it was not enough, so he turned Altair over, pressed his neck, and entered from behind. In an instant, he entered a deeper and more private place in Altair 's body, which was tight and warm. Altair didn't expect that he could penetrate so deep. He contracted suddenly, and Lorcan almost ejaculated. Lorcan slapped Altair's butt hard.
Altair was surrounded by Lorcan, and his side was filled with hot breath. The strong embrace made Altair feel that he was possessed by Lorcan. The earlobe was held by Lorcan, and the hot breath drifted into the cochlea, making his body even weaker and he could only rely on Lorcan's support.He was like a fish rolling on the shore, letting the waves soak into his dry body.
Lorcan increased the speed and frequency of thrusting, and thrust his lower body to the core of Altair 's body, constantly hitting the prostate. The pleasure was like a flood that instantly overwhelmed Shang Tan's reason. He was like a wild beast in heat, forcing himself regardless of the consequences, knowing that Lorcan had ejaculated in Altair 's body. Altair felt the hot liquid rush into his body and couldn't help but groan, "Lorcan, I miss you."
The secret room was filled with the smell of lust, and Saxon frantically left traces of himself on Altair 's body. He knew that such opportunities were too rare, so he pulled Altair down and fell into his own desire. The imprisonment of the steel lock left obvious red marks on Altair 's body. Saxon pinched Altair 's neck and kissed him like crazy, biting with his teeth like a wild beast. Finally, Saxon ejaculated on Altair , and only heard Altair moaning intermittently in the huge desire. He gently kissed the corner of Altair 's mouth and brow bone. During the gentle kiss, he heard Altair 's soft words, "Lorcan, I miss you."
Saxon's eyes turned red instantly. He bit Altair 's lips angrily and pinched the neck of the person under him.
Lorcan, who is he?