The Alpha’s desire

~Spicy~

Damian sucked at the tip of Ezra’s c**k making Ezra lose control completely “w-wait s-something ahh it’s coming” his breath quickened “let go” Damian commanded and he obeyed.

Damian pulled out as Ezra came all over his stomach “good boy” Damian spread the c*m down to his entrance and thrust his finger in

“Ahh t-that f-eels it feels so good” Damian thrust in and out Ezra’s slick mixing with the c*m. He Moaned and begged for more.

Damian pulled out and Ezra whined “why,please don’t stop” Damian looked down at his alluring blue eyes,flushed cheeks plumb lips and his blonde hair draped over his forehead “f**k-“

He stood and removed his clothes completely his muscular body on full display his abs slick with sweat and his green eyes dark with desire.

Ezra looked down and his breath hitched, his c**k was huge and hard, he tried closing his legs but it was too late as Damian kept them open “no running away”

He climbed ontop of Ezra and hovering over him,his c**k lined with his entrance, he kissed him and in a swift moved thrust deep inside him

Ezra moaned loudly into the kiss and his eyes teared up at the intrusion.

Damian pulled away and wiped his tears waiting for him to adjust “shh relax”.

They had s*x all night, something

Undeniably formed that night something that could never be broken again

A bond.

⸻

Morning light crept through the hotel curtains like something unwelcome.

Ezra woke first.

For a moment, he didn’t move. Didn’t breathe too loudly. Didn’t even open his eyes fully—like if he stayed still enough, reality might not remember to find him.

But it did.

The scent in the room was different now. Quieter. Warmer. No longer chaotic with tension, but heavy with what had already happened.

His fingers tightened slightly against the sheets.

Then he felt it.

Someone beside him.

Ezra turned his head slowly.

The alpha was there—awake.

Not relaxed. Not peaceful. Just still.

Watching the ceiling like it had answers he didn’t like.

For the first time, the overwhelming pressure from last night was gone. No rage. No loss of control. Just silence.

But that silence felt heavier.

“You’re awake,” the alpha said finally.

Ezra sat up quickly, pulling the blanket closer to himself out of instinct. His heart pounded. “I… I didn’t mean—”

“Stop.”

The word wasn’t harsh.

It was controlled.

Ezra froze instantly.

The alpha finally looked at him properly now. Really looked.

And something in his expression tightened.

“You were drugged, I was too” he said flatly. “That much is clear.”

Ezra’s throat felt dry. “I didn’t know what was happening…”

“I know.”

That calm response confused him more than anger would have.

The alpha stood, moving to the side of the room and picking up his shirt. He didn’t rush. He didn’t look away from Ezra either.

“You were used,” he continued. “As part of a setup meant for me.”

Ezra’s chest tightened. “I was sent to another room by my family”

At the mention of family, the alpha’s eyes sharpened.

“Who?”

Ezra hesitated. His voice broke slightly when he answered. “The Blackthorn family.”

A pause.

Then something shifted in the alpha’s face. Recognition. Cold and immediate.

“Of course,” he muttered.

He finished dressing in silence, then turned back to Ezra.

The air between them was no longer dangerous in the same way—but it was heavier in a different one.

“What happened last night…” Ezra started, then stopped, unable to finish.

The alpha didn’t deny it.

Didn’t soften it either.

Instead, he spoke with controlled clarity.

“It should not have happened under those conditions.”

Ezra’s fingers curled into the blanket tighter.

Silence stretched.

Then the alpha stepped closer—but stopped at a respectful distance this time.

“You will not be sent back,” he said.

Ezra blinked. “What?”

“I said no.”

It wasn’t a suggestion.

Ezra’s breath caught.

The alpha studied him for a long moment.

Then, quieter:

“ a bond was formed you’re mine now”

You weren’t meant to be in this room, how did you get here?

“T-the keycard I-it opened here”