JAYDEN’s POV

My length sprang out—seven inches, throbbing, hot and dark at the tip. He licked his lips and lowered his mouth.

No—No—No.

His lips wrapped around the tip of my length, and my head slammed back into the pillow.

“Uh—ahhh…”

He sucked slowly. His tongue circled my tip, teasing me. Then he pulled back and placed a long, wet kiss to the base. Then another sloppy one which was hot, slick, and filthy.

His hands spread my thighs wider. His mouth trailed lower to my balls, sucking one into his mouth with a hunger that made me cry out.

“R-Rafael… please…”

But he didn’t stop. He didn’t rush. Rather, he slurped and kissed, his tongue trailing hot licks along my skin. My toes curled, my thighs shook as my whole body screamed with sensation.

His tongue danced around the head of my length, dragging along the underside so slowly I was shaking. His lips wrapped around me like silk with a warm breath, and his hands held my thighs open.

I panted as sweat dripped from my skin, and my precum leaked from my length while my hips twitched every time he moaned around me. He swallowed me down again—deeper this time, his throat massaging my length—and I felt my release build.

It surged fast. Really fast.

“Oh… shit… I’m gonna…”

He pulled back entirely with a wet pop, his lips red and glistening.

“No,” he whispered, licking his lips. “Not yet.”

My brain stopped working.

“Please,” I gasped, reaching down towards my length. “Don’t stop. I was almost…”

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking like the devil. “You said you would do anything for me, didn’t you?”

“I… yes! Just… please…”

~Ugh, you’re embarrassing,” my wolf’s voice groaned in my head, dripping with attitude. “You can’t even take a little edging? Where’s our dignity?~

“Dignity?” I hissed out loud, to myself, still clutching my hard length. “You literally just told me to let him eat me alive minutes ago!”

~Yeah, well… he stopped mid-feast. That’s an offense.~

I blinked. “Are you… are you sulking?”

“Did you just talk back to your own wolf?” Rafael’s voice cut in, amused and smug as hell.

I looked up, flushed and mortified.

He was laughing. Full chest, smug Alpha laugh.

“You just got your damn wolf, didn’t you?” He teased, his eyes gleaming. “All thanks to me.”

I scowled. “That’s not your concern.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” he paused before he continued, “You're adorable.”

He dropped onto the mattress, sprawled like a king in his full Alpha glory. His chest rose and fell with slow, commanding breaths, his silver eyes fixed on me like I was dessert.

My eyes went below as his right hand got rid of the towel.

His length stood proud, taunting me. I can’t size up the inches but it was long. It was also glistening with oil. Was he using his hands on himself in the bathroom earlier?

He ran his fingers lazily across his abs.

“You said you would do anything.” He reminded me, his voice low and sinful. “So tell me, what can you do for me?”

I was there, still panting, trembling, hard and leaking. My body was screaming, but my voice faltered.

“I… I’m not sure,” I said honestly, my cheeks burning. “I’ve never… I’ve only ever used my hand. And my… you know. Just fingers.”

Embarrassed, I rubbed the back of my neck. “I don’t think I’m… good in bed.”

Rafael’s smirk deepened into something darker. “You mean,” he said, pushing himself up on one elbow, “no one’s ever been inside you?”

I nodded, swallowing my spit which was already getting hotter in my mouth.

His growl rumbled across the room, deep. “Good,” he said. “Then I’ll be your first.”

“W… What?”

“I want you fully naked,” he commanded.

I blinked. “What? Right now?”

“Right here. Right now. On my bed.”

My fingers moved before I could think. I reached for my shirt and slowly peeled it off, heat crawling up my neck as his gaze devoured me.

Every inch I exposed was met with a low, hungry sound from Rafael.

When my shirt dropped to the floor, and I stood completely naked, he let out a low, muffled moan that went straight to my rear.

“Shit,” he muttered, stroking himself once. “You're fucking perfect. Come here.”

And I moved.

He grabbed my hips and flipped me without stress, pinning me beneath him. His hot body melted into mine while his chest against mine, his length heavy and hard against my thigh before he slid upward.

His fingers threaded through my hair and tilted my head back gently. “Now open,” he whispered.

I gasped before I opened my mouth for him.

He fed his length into my mouth slowly. The size of it makes my jaw stretch wide. The scent of him—raw Alpha musk, spiced cedar and lust—flooded my senses.

I gagged on the first push, pulling back slightly.

His fingers held me in place. “Relax your throat, baby,” he whispered. “Take me in. That’s it.”

I released my mouth and he eased forward, letting him sink deeper. And damn, he was huge. My mouth was full—Inches of his thick Alpha length, pulsing with heat, throbbing as it slid farther in.

Tears pricked the corners of my eyes, but I pushed through, determined, and desperate for him inside my mouth.

“F… fuck,” Rafael moaned above me, his hips rolling slowly as he pushed himself deeper. “That mouth. Shit. You were made for this.”

The heat in my mouth bloomed. His length filled my mouth, pressing my tongue deeper with every slow thrust. And I wanted to make him moan louder.

I don’t know what came over me—hunger, heat, or just raw, maddening lust—but I devoured Rafael like I would never taste length again. I sucked on him like a glutton. Like a starving Omega kneeling at the feet of a god.

He moved in my mouth, stretching me until drool pooled. My throat burned and I obeyed. I bobbed my head, slurping with messy, eager sounds, and let his taste drown me.

“You’re a fucking mess down there,” Rafael grunted, gripping the back of my head. “Suck me like the little lengthslut I know you are.”

He continued thrusting into my mouth—faster, deeper, rougher—until I was gagging between moans, my eyes watery, my throat raw, but damn, I was so hard I could cry.

He growled, his hips pounding into me like I was nothing but a slave to use.

Just as the coil in my belly began to twist tighter, a loud, obnoxious ringing cut through the moment.

The fucking landline.

Rafael snarled, dragging his length from my mouth with a slick pop. I blinked, dazed, my lips bruised and my chin soaked with spit and Alpha scent as I breathed heavily.

He grabbed the phone off the dresser and answered, still panting. “What?”

I couldn’t hear the voice on the other end, but his face twisted into pure rage. “I said, I’m busy.”

There was a pause after. Then his voice dropped lower into a snarling one. “I’m claiming what’s mine.”

Then, he smashed the phone onto the floor. The glass shattered across the tiles.

I flinched. My heart, racing faster in my chest.

He turned back to me, his eyes wild. And without another word, he crawled back down the bed and pushed me flat on my back.

“You’re not cumming yet,” he muttered. “Not until I taste you.”

His hand slid down my trembling thighs, spreading me open. He didn’t even hesitate. He just sank between them, his face buried where my heat throbbed the most.

He breathed right into me.

My hips jerked. “Oh… oh no. Not yet!”

That warm exhale against my slick rear made me shudder like a broken dam. It was humiliating how wet and desperate I was.

I gasped aloud, my hands clutching the sheets as Rafael’s tongue dragged across my rear.

“Please… It’s… It’s so good.”

My head snapped back as Rafael’s tongue plunged deep. Slick sounds echoed in the room, each stroke of his tongue lapping at me, dragging sparks and absolute insanity.

I tried to push him off in order to breathe, but he gripped my hips down hard, holding me still like I was his meal and he hadn't eaten in weeks.

I trembled as I cried out, my toes curling. And still, he continued.

My wolf was somewhere in the back laughing and hollering like we had just won the Alpha lottery.

That—Bitch.

Then Rafael pulled back, just slightly, his voice a low, hungry growl against my slick hole. “You think that was good, sweetheart?”

A high whine spilled from me, humiliatingly eager.

His eyes burned into mine, glowing with Alpha fire. “Wait till you feel me inside you.”

RAFAEL's POV

~You’re seriously licking an Omega’s hole right now?~

That voice in my head—the guttural rasp of my inner wolf—grated like gravel dragged across steel.

~Fuckin’ pathetic. You? Rafael? First son of Alpha Zane? With your tongue deep in a slick, moaning brat?”~

I didn’t answer him. Mostly because I was too busy moaning into the Omega’s trembling ass. He tasted like sin. Like honey and slick heat and everything wrong wrapped in a perfect, fuckable body.

I’ve had my length in dozens of wolves. Alphas. Betas. But never an Omega.

They are needy. Clingy. Whiny little heat-chasers who fell in love after a good knot and started dreaming of a future together.

I never entertained them. I never touched them. I never kissed one. But then I saw this one. The very one my tongue was lapping over his needy hole.

Doe-eyed. Soft. Built like my own personal temptation. That mouth, those thighs, that scent—even without a wolf, he made my blood boil.

And when he suddenly had a wolf? I craved him more.

I hated it. And I couldn’t stop wanting him. I still wonder how the bitch knew my name, though. Well, he must be one of those craving me. Will give it to him.

~~~~~

He whimpered, his hole fluttering against my tongue like it was begging to be eaten alive.

“Please,” he gasped, his hips twitching. “R-Rafael—more—please—”

I lifted my head just slightly, the Omega’s slick dripping from my mouth. “You’re still begging?” I smirked. “You almost ran off crying minutes ago.”

“I—I know,” he whispered, his voice wrecked. “But I want more. Please…”

I leaned down and gave one last wet kiss to that throbbing, dripping hole. Then, I pushed up and wiped my mouth.

“You’re lucky I’m generous.” Then, I reached for the drawer.

He blinked up at me through wet lashes. His legs were shaking, his length still hard and untouched, leaking precum like a faucet.

“W-What are you doing?”

“Educating you,” I muttered. “Now hush.”

I returned with lube and cuffs in one hand, something small and shiny in the other.

His eyes widened while I grinned.

I grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. “No squirming,” I whispered.

The cuffs snapped into place with a beautiful click.

“You said you’ve never done this before, right?”

He nodded.

“Well,” I said, kissing his throat, “lesson one, when you're with an Alpha, we take our time.”

I dropped between his legs again, but this time… I didn’t lick. I let my fingers glide over his entrance, teasing, circling, and letting him feel the pressure.

Then slowly, I pushed one finger in.

He arched, crying out.

“Easy,” I murmured. “Breathe through it. I’m prepping you.”

~He’s so tight I can’t even get one damn finger in without him crying. Typical virgin Omega.~

“Because he IS one, asshole,” I snapped back at my wolf. “And he’s mine tonight.”

His thighs trembled.

“Good,” I said, curling my finger just right. “You’re taking it so well.”

Then I slid in a second finger.

He shrieked. “R-Rafael! That’s too much—oh fuck!”

“Shhh,” I whispered, licking his inner thigh. “It’s just two. You’re doing perfectly fine.”

He tried to wiggle, but I had him pinned.

When I pulled my fingers out, he whimpered. His hole twitching and begging for more. His length was red, slick, and throbbing in the air.

I smirked.

“Lesson two,” I said, turning to the drawer again, “is that good boys don’t cum unless I say so.” I held up the small metal device—the plug for his length tip.

His eyes snapped open. “What—what the hell is that?!”

“A denial plug,” I said sweetly. “It’ll keep you from cumming. You’ll feel everything… but you won’t get to let go.”

He shook his head, breathless. “Y-You’re insane.”

I kissed his thigh. “And you’re hard as fuck,” I said, taking the plug and slowly sliding it into the head of his length. “So clearly, you like it.”

He screamed as he arched, tears welling in his eyes but he didn’t tell me to stop. I got up and reached out to the side drawer. I pulled out a condom.

~Don’t you even think of that condom. He’s clean. I want him raw.~

My wolf’s voice rang sharp and possessive inside my head, like claws dragging over metal.

I hesitated, holding the condom in one hand while the Omega trembled beneath me, still cuffed, flushed, and stretched from my fingers.

I dropped the condom.

He whimpered as I dragged the lube bottle over his length, slow and deliberate. The slick sound of it made him tense.

I flipped him to his knees, his chained hands crossed beneath him, his ass in the air like a perfectly desperate display. His back arched so beautifully, his hips trembling like he already knew what I was about to do. His hole was still slightly open from my fingers, glistening and twitching, begging to be filled.

I stroked my length once, coated in lube before I eased forward, pressing the tip of my length against his hole. He gasped, his hips jerking away on instinct.

“Shhh,” I murmured, gripping his hips to hold him steady. “Breathe. Just the tip.”

“R-Rafael… I can’t—I’m not ready—”

“Yes, you are,” I whispered. “You're perfect.”

I pushed in—slow, torturous inches. His body tightened, shaking under me. “Ah—fuck—it’s too big—”

“You can take me. You’re doing so good.” I murmured, pressing my lips to his spine.

He cried out again, his voice hoarse. “It burns—Rafael—it’s—”

“You’re fine,” I said, rubbing circles into his lower back. “Your body’s just getting used to being filled.”

He moaned, his voice letting me push deeper.

“Fuck—you’re tight,” I breathed, gritting my teeth, burying myself to the hilt. “You were made to take me.”

He shuddered, his arms trembling in the cuffs, his mouth open in a silent scream.

Unexpectedly, his body surged with a wave of something different—raw, uncontrolled. He jerked, his hips bucking back, a strangled growl falling from his throat.

He wasn’t just overwhelmed anymore. He was in heat.

He thrashed in the cuffs, his eyes glassy, sweat dripping down his temples.

“Rafael—let me go—please—I can’t—”

“You're staying right here.”

“Please—I need—need to cum—need to move—”

“Not now,” I growled under my breath, my teeth clenched. I reached down and gripped Jayden's hips tighter, forcing him still. “Breathe, Jayden. You're just in heat. It’s normal.”

“I—I can’t—I feel—ah—”

“You're just desperate,” I whispered. “And I’m going to help you through it.”

He shook beneath me like a fevered creature. So I flipped him over gently, laying him on his back. That denial plug was still locked in place, teasing his release just out of reach.

And his eyes looked straight into mine.

Fuck.

He was the most beautiful fucking mess I had ever seen.

“You’re mine,” I whispered before I pushed back in slowly, watching his face, inch by inch.

He gasped, arching slightly as I filled him again.

“That’s it,” I breathed, brushing his hair back. “Let me feel you.” I moved gently again and stopped as he clenched around me like his hole’s got a heartbeat.

“Rafael,” He whimpered, “you’re not moving—please—fuck me—”

I smiled. “No.”

“W-What?”

“I want to feel you like this. Feel how you moan when I stretch you open. Every damn inch.”

I rocked into him, letting the drag of every inch push a sound out of him.

“Ah—ahh—please—just—harder—”

“You’ll take it how I give it,” I whispered. “You’re not just a hole to fill, Jayden. You're mine to enjoy.”

He cried out again, his back arching, his hips trying to rise but I pinned him down, my length dragging slowly through his tightness, milking every twitch and gasp.

His head dropped back, his eyes wild. His heat, in full spiral. “I-I want you to claim me…” he whispered. “Mark me. Make me yours.”

I froze. Because deep inside, I knew once I claimed him, I would never let anyone else touch him again. And this wasn’t just about sex anymore.

JAYDEN’s POV

“I-I want you to claim me…” I whispered. “Mark me. Make me yours.”

The only thing that followed was silence.

Rafael went still inside me, his length pulsing inside me. My wrists were still cuffed above me, my skin slightly red from pulling too hard.

“I can't mark you. Just take my length like a good pretty boy.” He growled and resumed thrusting. “I want to see you cry.”

He was so thick. So deep. I could feel him all the way up in my stomach like a hot, throbbing brand that stretched my insides open and ruined me inch by inch.

Never have I imagined my first time would be like this.

I tried to say something. To tell him it was too much, that I couldn’t handle it, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a high-pitched whine.

~You good down there, slut?~

My wolf. That loudmouthed little menace who decided to make his grand reappearance at the worst possible time.

~Got a royal Alpha length in you and you’re crying. Babe, do you even know how legendary that is? You better arch your back and take that shit with pride.~

“Shut the hell up,” I gasped aloud, my face burning.

Rafael chuckled above me, his voice all gravel and hunger. “Talking back to your wolf while I fuck you? That’s adorable.”

Then he shifted his hips and I swear… I saw stars.

I was so overwhelmed, it felt like I was being split open. But, I never wanted him to stop. Every push, every grind into my insides made me clench around him and cry out.

“Such a tight little hole,” Rafael groaned. “You were made for this.”

“Please…” I moaned, writhing under him.

“Please, what?” he asked, his hips suddenly rocking in slow, deep strokes that made me sob into the mattress. “Use your words, brat.”

“Please fuck me,” I cried. “More… just—don’t stop…”

He lowered himself, his breath hot on my neck.

“You’re gonna stay open for me like a good little bitch,” he whispered, biting down softly. “Take everything I give you. And when I say cum, you beg.”

“Yes—yes, Rafael—please—I’m yours—”

He stopped thrusting and flipped me over. Maybe, he was confused. I didn't know. A second after, he laid on the bed, facing up. He pulled me onto his body. “Ride me.”

“I-I haven't done that before.” I stuttered.

“There's always a first time.” He smirked.

His hands reached out to my waist, guiding me down onto every inch of his length like I was nothing but a toy molded for him.

“Look at you,” he growled, licking his lips. “So damn fucked out, still trying to ride me like you’re not about to collapse.”

My fingers dugged into the sheet, moans exiting my mouth as I shut my eyes, trying to suppress it.

“You always this noisy during sex, or am I just fucking you stupid? Oh. Forgot you're a virgin.” He taunted.

I couldn’t speak. My thighs were shaking. Sweat coated my chest. My length was still caged with that denial plug, throbbing, and leaking all over his abs.

He thrust up into me—hard—and I gasped like a damn pornstar. “You want to cum so bad, don’t you?” He whispered, then he bent my back and licked sweat off my chest.

“Please…” I gasped. “Take it out. Let me cum. Please…”

He finally reached down, wrapped his fist around the base of my length and yanked the denial plug out.

I exploded.

My release shot out of me, hitting his jaw, neck, chest and one heavy spurt landed on his lips.

He licked it clean and he moaned. “Fuck… you taste better than I imagined.”

Then he grabbed me—tight—and rolled us over, slamming me on my back with his length still inside. His abs flexed above me, his skin sticky with my cum, his silver eyes burning.

“You think I’m done with you?” He rasped.

He started to pound into me. Not gentle. Not slow. Just deep, raw, and greedy thrusts. I gritted my teeth, gasping, my body jolting with each hard slam.

“F-fuck—Rafael—slow down—”

“No,” he growled. “You came all over me. You made a mess. Now I’m gonna fuck you until you forget your name.”

~Not us getting folded like a wet towel. Rafael’s snapping our back like we owe him money.~ My wolf cackled.

I couldn’t keep up. His grip bruised into my hips, dragging me to meet every thrust. “You’re gonna feel me for days,” he panted. “You wanted to be claimed, didn’t you?”

“I—I forgot—” I gasped.

“No,” he snapped, biting down on my shoulder. “Say it. Say you want me to mark you.”

His length slammed into that spot inside me again and my body convulsed.

“I want you to mark me!” I cried out. “I want to be yours!”

Rafael didn’t stop. His thrusts got rougher, deeper. He grunted into my neck, his whole body tensing over me.

He was close.

Tears slipped down the corners of my eyes. Not from pain. Not from shame. Just… pure ecstasy.

I felt it all—the stretch, the heat, the release—as his length twitched inside me, pulsing hard before he came with a deep, guttural growl.

His release filled me—hot. But he didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow down.

“R-Rafael—wait—” I gasped.

“Shut up,” he growled against my ear, his breath ragged. “I’m not done. I want more. I need more.”

His length, still hard as steel, kept pounding into me. His hips slammed against mine like he was trying to burn me into memory.

I couldn’t speak. I could barely breathe.

I was used. Fucked. Ruined.

And I loved every second of it. Though, it was painful.

He snarled suddenly and yanked me upright like I weighed nothing. Then, he pinned me onto the bed, my back crushed to his chest. His arm hooked tight around my stomach as his length speared right back into me—deeper, angrier, and wetter with our mess.

I screamed. “R-Rafael—please—”

His mouth was on my throat, sucking harsh marks into my skin while his length carved every nerve inside me raw. His free hand slipped between my legs, jerking my leaking length in rhythm with his thrusts.

~This is an exorcism. We’re getting spiritually rearranged.~

My eyes rolled back. My body jerked like a marionette. I could barely feel my legs. But my hole twitched. Each time he pulled back, it clenched for him. It begged. It dripped.

White heat exploded in my spine as he hit a certain spot inside me. I choked on a gasp. “You—You hit—what the fuck was that—?!”

He bit my ear. “Your prostate,” he growled. “And now that I’ve found it, I’m never missing it again.”

He hit it again. And again.

I cried. But the tears on my cheeks were from bliss. Every thrust made my toes curl, my hole clench, and my length throb.

~We’re gonna pass out. At least, it’s worth dying doing what I loved.~

“I’m gonna cum again,” I sobbed.

“You better,” Rafael grunted, pounding harder. “And you’re gonna cum on me this time. I wanna feel you lose it while I fuck you through it.”

With a strangled, filthy scream, I came again, harder than before. He snarled and slammed deep into me one final time.