Chapter 77

Nathan moved like a man possessed, as if unleashing years of repressed desire. His heavy breathing was a constant, erotic soundtrack in Alex’s ear as he rhythmically invaded Alex’s slick inner walls. The pain slowly dulled, replaced by the same overwhelming sensation Alex had felt during his own release. Nathan had called it “good,” hadn’t he?

Alex felt his mind being hollowed out, his entire consciousness reduced to the sensation of Nathan’s long, hard length hitting that deepest spot.

“Ah… hng… ah… yes…”

The heat that had temporarily subsided returned with a vengeance, ignited by Nathan’s pace. Alex’s lower abdomen felt tight and full. He tried to bite the duvet to muffle his moans, but Nathan’s thrusts made it impossible to stay quiet. His cries grew higher and louder, fueled by a mixture of intense pleasure and a burning sense of shame that brought fresh tears to his eyes.

He wriggled and shook, his lean, muscular back glistening with sweat. Nathan’s hands left red marks on Alex’s pale, narrow waist as he held him in place, his solid chest slick against Alex’s skin. The wet sound of the lubricant and their colliding bodies filled the space, and for a moment, Alex forgot everything. Their history, their mistakes, their broken relationship, all of it dissolved.

Only Nathan’s heat and the sensations he was providing mattered.

And because of that…

“Nate… ngh… it’s good… it’s so good…”

Alex finally sobbed out the nickname he was no longer allowed to use. Even with the underlying pain, he repeated the word “good” like a prayer.

Nathan’s grip on Alex’s arms tightened, and he bit down on Alex’s earlobe as he drove himself in one last time, bottoming out completely. Alex felt Nathan’s entire frame shudder as he reached his own limit.

“Ah… ah-h!”

He didn’t need to be told what was happening. Nathan was climaxing inside him. Nathan, of all people, was spilling himself deep inside Alex, their bodies connected in the most intimate way possible.

The thought triggered a second, even more violent release in Alex. His entire body spasmed, his stomach muscles pulling tight as his anatomy swelled painfully.

“No… ah… ha… ah!”

He knew instinctively what was happening. His inner walls clamped down with a terrifying strength as he pressed himself into the mattress, his anatomy swelling to its absolute peak as his pheromones exploded into the room. Driven by a desperate possessiveness and an agonizingly sharp pleasure, Alex began to knot.

“Alex.” Nathan groaned, his voice strained as Alex’s body tried to trap him inside. He reached for Alex’s shoulder, trying to turn him over to see his face.

Alex shook his head frantically and sobbed, his tears soaking the sheets. He couldn’t let Nathan see him like this. Knotting while being the one receiving was the ultimate humiliation. It was a biological response he hadn’t even known he was capable of. He tried to press his stomach harder against the bed, hiding his face.

“Alex, look at me.”

“L-later… Nathan, please… not now…”

The knotting wouldn’t stop, his stiff anatomy rubbing against the duvet as he continued to spasm and spill more fluid. Nathan finally pulled out, removing the condom with a clinical movement before tossing it into the bin. He then grabbed Alex’s shoulder and forced him to roll over. Alex continued to sob, desperately trying to hide his stomach.

“Please… don’t look… Nate, please…”

But Nathan had already seen. He stood over the bed, his gaze fixed on the white fluid pooled on Alex’s stomach. The duvet beside him was wet and glistening, and the room was thick with a sharp, musky scent.

Aware of Nathan’s gaze, Alex kicked the sheets and curled into a ball, trying to pull the duvet over himself. He squeezed his eyes shut, his lips trembling with a mixture of shame and sorrow. He felt exposed and wretched, especially after having begged Nathan not to look.

“I didn’t… I didn’t mean to… ngh…”

Nathan’s gaze slowly followed Alex’s movement. His own cheeks were flushed a deep rose, and his golden hair was plastered to his damp forehead. He stared at Alex with an expression of profound confusion and remained silent for a long moment. Finally, when Alex’s anxiety was at its peak, Nathan spoke.

“It’s okay.”

“I… it just happened…”

Before Alex could finish the apology, Nathan reached out and yanked the duvet away, tossing it to the floor. He grabbed Alex’s ankle and pulled him back down the bed, pinning him once more. This time, they were facing each other. Nathan leaned over him, his hand reaching out with a startling gentleness to brush the sweat-soaked hair from Alex’s forehead.

“You can do it,” Nathan whispered.

Alex was in a daze, his shame momentarily forgotten in the face of Nathan’s sudden tenderness. “I… even while being the one… you aren’t mad?”

“I’m not going to complain about you finishing like that,” Nathan replied.

He then parted Alex’s thighs, and Alex’s crying stopped as he blinked in shock. He looked up at Nathan before tracing the man’s gaze downward, and his heart skipped a beat.

He put that… in me?

Alex was utterly bewildered.

Like most Alphas, he had always assumed his kind were the only ones with such imposing anatomy, but Nathan’s was far larger than his own. And despite having just climaxed, it remained rock-hard and imposing.

It was a soft shade of rose, matching Nathan’s own coloring, and it was undeniably beautiful. But the sheer scale of it was terrifying.

Dread coiled in Alex’s chest as Nathan’s elegant fingers reached for another condom. He scanned Nathan’s face, searching for any sign of hesitation, but even though Nathan’s expression remained an unreadable mask, his eyes held a trace of what felt like startling kindness. Alex’s mouth snapped shut; though his lower body already ached with a dull, insistent throb, he felt that since they had already crossed this line once, another round hardly mattered.

He would soon come to regret that logic.

Nathan didn’t stop after a second or even a third time. He was relentless, a force of nature that Alex was wholly unprepared for.

Had he known he would be subjected to hours of such grueling intensity, ending only when Alex finally surrendered to total exhaustion, he would have fought Nathan’s advance with everything he had.

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