Bound By His Rules {MM Steamy Compilation}

RAFAEL's POV 

Never in my damned royal bloodline did I imagine I would walk into such a fucking sight-This filthy Omega, sprawled on my bed, my boxers stuffed in his mouth, jerking off like the insatiable little beast he was born to be.

What the actual hell?

His body arched beautifully, as if the mattress itself begged to memorize the shape of his back. 

His moans were sinful whispers thick in the air, slick with need. His hand moved with desperation around his length-long and rough strokes-his eyes half-lidded with lust, and fuck... that boxers-in-mouth thing? 

That tore the last piece of sanity from me.

Even as I stood there with my jaw clenched and fuming, he didn't stop. He wouldn't stop.

And when I stepped closer, ready to rip him off the sheets and toss him to the dogs, that's when he came. Right in front of me. Because of me. Because of the scent I left behind.

His whimpers intensified. His body convulsed before thick stream of creamy white cum erupted from his length, painting the air before splattering across his shirt, my shirt and my sheets. The fucking sheets. My sheets.

"Fuck," I breathed out, my voice darker than I intended. My length stirred, traitorous and awake.

Why did it sound so good? His moans. His filthy little cries. His breathless gasps. They weren't noise. They were a symphony.

But he's an Omega. A disgrace. A nameless, groveling, untamed beast. A nobody that should be groveling beneath me for forgiveness.

I shouldn't feel this way. I couldn't feel this way. But fuck-My length twitched again, swelling beneath the towel I had barely managed to keep on. My wolf snarled inside me, clawing to the surface.

~That's our slut. I want him. I want that tight, slick little hole choking on me.~

I gritted my teeth. This is sick. Depraved. Out of line. But so was I.

Truth? I've fucked my own hand nearly ten times this week. Nothing helped. No man caught my interest. Their touch? Forgettable. Their voices? Annoying noise.

Only him. This wild little sin of a boy.

I should shove him off. I should've done it when he had the audacity to kiss me earlier, moaning like I was his air. Hell, I could've called the guards. I could've had him chained, dragged out and burnt alive for the insult.

But I didn't.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

Why did this feel so good after what happened between us that night?

And now, his lips were wrapped around my length, those obscene eyes watching me like I was his salvation. His tongue swirled over the tip of my length, collecting precum like it was honey.

"That's-f-fuck-I want more," I growled, my hips twitching, betraying me.

His lips slurped in a rhythm so damn intoxicating I almost saw stars. His throat hummed, vibrating against the shaft of my length. My head fell back, a moan ripping through me.

Unforgivable.

"Damn... that mouth of yours-tight as fuck. I-"

Before I could finish, he pulled back with a filthy pop, releasing my length from his lips. Strings of mixed saliva and cum trailed from his mouth, dripping down his chin like some divine nectar. 

His expression? Smug. Shameless.

His fingers, still wet with our mess, rose to his lips, and he sucked them slowly, licking up every drop with the hunger of a man dying for more.

"I could scream for you with no fear. And you can also slave me, Daddy Alpha." he whispered hoarsely, his eyes locked on mine.

Every word stabbed into my chest like an erotic dagger, and yet, the heat it left behind burned beautifully. His hand slid down my chest, slow and teasing me. 

My length pulsed hard. Red at the tip, throbbing for attention. He licked his lips like he had found the elixir of life.

"You're addicted," he smirked, his voice low and ruined. "And I'm worse. I'm your filthy Omega. So go ahead. Punish me later. But right now? I hope you don't mind being late for your own mating ceremony."

Then he went lower. And I lost all control.

He took the tip of my length between his lips again, his eyes never leaving mine. The tease of his teeth grazed the underside and my legs threatened to buckle.

"That's-I-I-fuck yes..."

He grinned around my length. "Your wish is my command," he muttered with a mouthful.

And in that moment... I knew this Omega wasn't just a nuisance. He was my curse. Maybe... My obsession.

"Do you love this, Daddy Alpha?" He asked, his breath grazing the slick head of my length. The vibration of his voice wrapped around me like a goddamn vice.

"Yes-f-fuck-yes. I want more. More of your filthy, tight mouth around me. That heat... It's driving me insane," I confessed, my voice strained, barely a whisper, thick with need.

~Can't even handle a mere deepthroat now? By an Omega? Pathetic, Rafael. Absolutely fucking pathetic.~

My useless wolf taunted me.

"Oh, baby. Fuck-harder. Uh... ahh... yes... don't stop."

I gripped the bedsheets beneath me, my knuckles whitening. The Omega parted my legs wider with such entitled boldness. His tongue traced along the thick veins of my length as though I were his favorite meal.

"Your length feels incredible in my mouth," he moaned, his voice sultry and dripping with filth. "Tell me, Alpha... do you want your Omega to make you cum now?"

"No-Yes-" I stuttered, caught between shame and carnal bliss. My body betrayed me faster than my lips could form the truth.

He pulled his head back momentarily, his eyes flicking up at me with wild, intoxicating lust. Then he wrapped his hand around the base of my length and stroked it in time with his mouth-wet, sloppy, and ruthless.

"Oh fuck, baby-" I cried out, my fingers tangling into his hair. The wet, erotic sounds of his mouth echoed through the room like a cursed lullaby, meant to ruin me.

The pressure in my gut built violently. The tension between my thighs was unbearable. I was losing it.

"Cum for me, Daddy Alpha."

It wasn't a plea. It was a command. And my entire fucking body obeyed.

My eyes snapped shut. My thighs locked instinctively around his head. He reached up, pressing his palms against my belly, his fingers drawing maddening circles over my sensitive skin, drawing my orgasm out, manipulating it like it belonged to him.

When his hands slid down to my waist, I shivered violently. Then he slapped my sides-soft, teasing, and torturous.

I gasped. "F-fuck!"

And then I snapped. I grabbed the back of his head, thrusting my hips up, helpless against the pleasure spiraling inside me.

"Ahhh-Ahhh-Ugh-FUCK-I'm cumming!"

I bucked as a moan ripped from my throat. My body trembled beneath him as my cum spilled out of me in thick spurts, my hips grinding into the mattress, my thighs trembling.

"Ahh..." I slumped backward into the bed, boneless, my eyes rolling back. "F-Fuck... that was-insane. What a tight, sinful mouth."

The Omega chuckled darkly. Then-pop. He pulled back with an audible release, his mouth wet and slick with cum and spit.

I thought he was done. But I was wrong. Without pause, he dove down again and swallowed me whole.

"Shit-" I groaned, my hips bucking up as the overstimulation turned into blinding heat. 

My wolf whimpered, torn between wanting to dominate and to be devoured. The Omega's tongue swirled with wicked precision, and his hands worked my length like he owned it.

That was the last straw.

I sat up, fury slamming back into my chest. My hand shot out, my fingers closing around his throat as I pushed him back, pinning him against the headboard.

"How dare you come into my room, Omega?!"

~So much for a man who just came hard like a turbine, huh?~

"Will you shut the fuck up?" I growled at my wolf through the link, my breath still uneven.

He chuckled, not fazed in the slightest. "Next time, address me with my name. I'm Jayden."

Jayden. Such a sweet name for a dirty, depraved little slut like him.

"I'm in your room now," he purred, dragging a finger down my chest. "Aren't you happy? Then why are you acting like you're not?"

He tilted his head, smirking with mischief. "Why chase me out when your length clearly wants me to stay?"

"I hate you," I hissed under my breath.

"But your length says otherwise," he replied coolly, his eyes locked onto mine.

His hand slid down between us and wrapped around my semi-hard length again, stroking slow and deliberate.

"Fuck-" I groaned, unable to stop the twitch.

~Did you just moan again? Go fuck him already! Wreck him.~

My breathing came shallow and fast. Something inside me snapped.

I spun him around, slamming his chest to the wall. My eyes zeroed in on his twitching hole, completely exposed, slightly puckered, and glistening.

That sinful ass. My damnation.

There was no time for lube. No time to think.

If I moved away to get some, he might vanish like a ghost. Like I did last time.

Not happening.