The Alpha’s desire

Submission ~spicy~

The alpha stepped closer again, and the air between them thickened instantly.

Ezra’s breath hitched.

He tried to think, to focus, but everything inside him felt wrong—too hot, too fast, too overwhelming. The scent in the room, the drug in his system, and the raw presence of the man in front of him were all colliding at once.

“I… can’t think straight,” the alpha muttered under his breath, almost like he was annoyed at himself.

His voice was lower now, rougher. Controlled—but only just.

Ezra’s eyes widened. “W-what…?”

“Your scent,” the alpha said sharply, jaw tightening. “And whatever they gave you… it’s interfering with everything.”

Before Ezra could step back, the alpha moved.

Fast.

He caught him—not roughly, but firmly—pulling him just close enough that Ezra froze completely.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

The words weren’t loud.

But Ezra obeyed instantly.

Their eyes locked.

For a moment, everything else in the room disappeared. The danger. The hotel. The betrayal. Even the fear.

Just that gaze—deep, unreadable, and far too intense.

The alpha exhaled slowly, as if trying to regain control of himself.

Then, softer—almost dangerously calm—he added, “You’re safe. I said I won’t hurt you.”

Ezra’s heartbeat didn’t slow, but something in those words anchored him slightly.

The alpha glanced toward the door again, tension returning to his expression.

“Someone planned this,” he said coldly. “And I intend to find out who.”

Ezra swallowed hard. “I didn’t mean to come here…”

“I know.”

That answer made him pause.

The alpha looked back at him, studying him like he was trying to solve something complicated.

Then, without warning, he guided Ezra away from the door and toward the bed—not forcefully, but with undeniable authority, as if deciding the safest place for him in that moment.

Ezra sat down slowly, still trembling.

The alpha didn’t touch him again.

Instead, he stayed close—too close—but controlled, like he was deliberately keeping distance from crossing a line.

“Stay here,” he said firmly. “Don’t move.”

Ezra nodded faintly without even thinking.

The alpha’s jaw tightened again, like that simple obedience unsettled him more than anything else.

He turned slightly toward the door, voice dropping into something colder, deadlier.

“Whoever did this,” he said quietly, “is going to regret it.”

And for the first time since Ezra entered that room…

The danger didn’t feel like it was aimed at him anymore.

It felt like it was aimed at everyone else.

Ezra’s skin burned with intensity as the drug took effect,his skin flushed, his mind muddled.

All his senses betrayed him as he stripped off his clothes,so fast as if they were burning his skin,his eyes locked with Damian whose restraint was slowly snapping due to his trigged rut.

“P-please h-help it hurts” he tugged at Damian’s shirt with pleading eyes,flushed skin

Damian’s restraint was long forgotten as he removed his shirt and hovered above Ezra’s naked body “beautiful” his voice was rough with desire.

He leaned down and kissed Ezra’s soft plumb lips. The kiss was rough and soft at the same time making Ezra Moan and forget to breath, “breath” Damian commanded in that voice that would make your knees go weak.

He pulled away and stared at Ezra’s flushed Petite body and slightly bit his scent gland.

Ezra let out a loud moan a sound that he had never made before, he couldn’t help but tilt his head allowing Damian to continue.

Damian sucked and bit Ezra’s body like a beast who’s been starved for too long.

Ezra’s legs widened involuntarily and Damian slowly lowered his body kissing his way down to his inner thighs “so slick already” he chuckled and Ezra blushed hiding his face “don’t hide look at me”

Ezra’s hand slowly retracted from his face starring at Damian’s intense green eyes

Damian without warning took Ezra’s c**k into his mouth “ahh” Ezra’s deep moan filled the room, he clutched the sheets so tightly they wrinkled.