Chapter 75

The silence that followed was broken only by the synchronized rhythm of their breathing.

Still gripping Nathan’s hand, Alex looked up tentatively at the man’s face, and the sight was so overwhelmingly beautiful that he had to avert his eyes. His gaze landed instead on the pale curve of Nathan’s neck and collarbone, though they proved just as devastatingly elegant as his features.

Alex struggled to recall the techniques and foreplay methods he had researched online.

Taking a trembling breath, he slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips against Nathan’s throat. The skin was incredibly soft, possessing a creamy texture and a clean, sweet scent. Nathan’s heat radiated against the thin skin of Alex’s lips as he clumsily traced a path along his neck, his kisses hesitant and uneven, more like a tentative caress than a practiced seduction. Despite his awkwardness, he felt the muscles in Nathan’s throat tighten with every movement.

As his kisses reached Nathan’s collarbone, Alex encountered a new obstacle. The sight of the man’s half-exposed torso made his mind go completely rigid. Unable to even lift his head, he buried his face in Nathan’s chest and exhaled a hot, shaky breath, an action that prompted Nathan to let out a sharp, ragged sigh as he shifted.

In the blink of an eye, Alex was shoved back onto the bed, the plush impact spreading across his shoulders as he stared up at the ceiling in confusion. A long shadow loomed over him, and he realized Nathan had pinned him down, his weight pressing firmly against Alex’s lower body to ensure he couldn’t escape.

“There’s something you don’t seem to understand,” Nathan said, his voice low and clinical. “If one of us has to be the one to ‘insert,’ it should be me. I’m the physician, after all.”

Nathan’s hand moved downward, and the belt of Alex’s robe fell away with a single, effortless tug. His long, elegant fingers didn’t stop there, continuing to peel the garment from Alex’s frame.

“I undoubtedly know your body better than you do.”

Nathan leaned down, pinning Alex’s wrists above his head when he instinctively tried to push the man away.

“Nathan, wait, I haven’t finished—ah!”

Nathan’s tongue flicked against the same sensitive spot he had targeted in the hallway, sending a violent shudder through Alex’s entire body.

The strange sensation he had been fighting suddenly surged, hollowing out his mind and consuming his senses. The arousal he had managed to suppress during their earlier struggle returned with a vengeance, his anatomy turning rock-hard in an instant.

The skin around his ear, a place he had never considered erogenous, became agonizingly sensitive the moment Nathan’s mouth touched it.

Beneath him, his robe and the perfectly pressed sheets were now a mass of wrinkles. The wet, rhythmic sounds against his ear left Alex’s head spinning, and his hips began to buck unconsciously. A raw, primal pleasure he had never experienced before left him utterly defenseless.

While Alex writhed and trembled under the relentless stimulation, Nathan released one of his wrists to slowly stroke his torso. The sensation of being touched in places that had never known another’s hand made Alex’s nerves spike, his abdominal muscles coiling into sharp definition under the man’s palm. Nathan’s hand migrated lower, his palm skimming over Alex’s flat, solid stomach. The movement was more forceful than gentle, yet the mere fact that it was Nathan touching his bare skin acted as a volatile catalyst for Alex’s arousal.

“Nathan… stop… please… ah!”

The pleasure mounted at a terrifying speed, making Alex feel as though he were being driven toward a sheer cliff. Simply having his body caressed and his neck licked was enough to bring him to the verge of a breaking point. Alex bit his lip and turned his flushed face away, his mind turning into a hazy fog as Nathan’s hand finally closed around his length.

He gasped, his eyes flying wide as he arched his back and braced his thighs. The feeling of a warm, soft palm enveloping him shattered his remaining logic. Just like the onset of a rut, Alex found himself thrusting his hips with a frantic, desperate rhythm. The thought that Nathan’s beautiful, pale hand, the most precious hand in the world, was actually holding him made him feel like his head was going to explode.

“Ngh… Nathan… it’s weird… I don’t like it… please…”

“It’s a good sensation,” Nathan whispered, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous rumble as he stopped licking and instead bit down softly on Alex’s earlobe. The sound sent a fresh surge of arousal through Alex, his body swelling to its absolute limit.

“Just admit that you like feeling this together.”

Alex’s other wrist was free now, but he was too far gone to care. Nathan pulled back slightly, his hand still working Alex with a steady rhythm, as he reached for something on the nightstand. Alex was in no state to see what he was looking for. His vision was white, his body completely surrendered to instinct as he let out a series of broken, jagged moans.

While Alex’s hips continued their frantic movement, Nathan flipped the cap of the lubricant with one hand and squeezed the cool, translucent gel over Alex’s anatomy. Alex’s mouth hung open in a silent cry as the slick fluid coated him from tip to base, the wet sound of the lubricant filling the quiet room. The sensation of Nathan’s palm sliding against him was indescribable. His toes curled, and a fine sheen of sweat broke out across his tensed neck.

“Nathan… ah, ngh… it feels so good… please… hng!”

In his daze, Alex failed to notice Nathan’s other hand moving toward his backside. He was too focused on the intense pleasure building in his gut, a sensation his body seemed to remember with terrifying clarity.

The excess lubricant dripped down, wetting his testicles and the sensitive skin of his perineum. Nathan continued the relentless friction in front while his other hand began to probe the entrance behind. He traced the line of Alex’s backside with his fingertips before his middle finger began to toy with the tight, pleated opening. The sudden, ticklish sensation from behind made Alex arch his back so sharply his spine nearly snapped.

“Nathan… no… not there…”

He found himself paralyzed, unable to shove Nathan away as he had in the hallway. The pleasure spreading from his core felt like it was physically melting his bones, and his only form of resistance was a pathetic attempt to crawl further up the bed. Nathan simply followed his movement, slowly and deliberately sliding a finger inside.

Alex cried out, the sensation bizarre and overwhelming. He struggled to pull away, but Nathan pinned him down, releasing his grip on the front to wrap an arm around one of Alex’s legs and forcing his thighs wide apart.

“It’s… it’s too dirty… Nathan, please…”

The thought of Nathan’s elegant, refined fingers being inside such a place nearly drove Alex insane. Those hands were meant for beautiful things, not this. His fear of being the receiver far outweighed his desire to be the one in control.

“Stay still.” Nathan’s grip on Alex’s thigh was unyielding as he pushed his finger deeper. The lubricant began to seep into the stubbornly clenched opening, and Alex found it impossible to describe the feeling of being invaded for the first time. It was a chaotic mix of nausea and a strange, ticklish heat. “I have to find the spot.”

“Please… ah… Nathan… let me… let me do it…”

Despite his earlier claims of not wanting to hurt Nathan, Alex was now desperately trying to bargain his way out of the situation. A cold sweat broke out on his back as the finger probed deeper. He had never once imagined a scenario where something would be inserted into him. Nathan’s finger searched the interior, and Alex writhed as the man pressed against the yielding walls of his inner self.

Alex twisted his upper body, clutching the duvet as he tried to scramble away, but Nathan lost his grip on Alex’s leg only for a second before pinning him flat on his stomach. Nathan’s finger slipped out during the struggle.

“You aren’t listening.” Nathan’s voice ghosted against Alex’s ear. Alex was terrified of the man’s anger, but the fear of what was happening behind him was even greater.

“Nathan… please… take it out… ah!”

Nathan used his superior weight to crush Alex against the mattress, his solid chest pressing hard against Alex’s back. Their sweat-slicked skin slid against each other, an intensely erotic friction that only heightened the tension. Nathan’s hand clamped onto the back of Alex’s neck, and he re-inserted his middle finger into the now-loosened opening. This time, his body accepted the intrusion more easily.

“This is a first for me too, so just stay still.” The words were muttered against Alex’s ear.

The words brought Alex to a halt. He buried his face in the duvet, his breathing heavy and uneven.

What is a first for him? Being with an Alpha? Or being the one in control?

“Your first time…?” Alex whispered.

Nathan let out a long, heavy breath. “Yes.”