Captive Mate BL
Chapter 264: - - 264-

Chapter 264: -Chapter 264-

"Your temperature is too high, I need to cool you down." He explained to Master Davian.

The Mafia King’s hold on him had gone slack again, like he didn’t even have enough energy to keep holding onto him.

Lake didn’t try to put some distance between them again, knowing fully well that it would just be a repeat of the Alpha grabbing him again.

"S’ not," Davian slurred.

"It is," Lake insisted, "I’m just going to get something from the bathroom, come with me if you like." He tagged on, exasperated with the Alpha’s clinginess.

He got off the bed then and headed to the bathroom, pleasantly surprised when Davian didn’t immediately latch onto him.

He quickly got what he needed from the bathroom, filling the bowl with water.

He turned around when he was done, sighing in exasperation at the sight of Davian leaning weakly at the doorway.

"I told you, I’m not leaving." He marched right to him.

"But you left," Master Davian muttered when he came close, gray eyes glassy.

Lake pretended not to hear him, "Alright, come back to bed. I can’t carry you if you drop to the floor."

Master Davian listening to him selectively came in handy right then because the Alpha listened to him without question, flopping on the bed.

He got on the bed after him, ignoring Davian’s arm lazily wrapping around his waist to keep him beside him.

The Alpha hissed when he placed the cold towel on his forehead but he didn’t protest or try to take it off.

Lake’s eyes unwittingly drifted to the towel hanging low on Davian’s waist, making mental calculations.

The Master wasn’t going to let him leave, and he might be feverish and pliant now but soon a bout of arousal was sure to overwhelm him.

He didn’t want to service Master Davian though, not because of the expected reasons.

He was already pregnant for him so there was no harm that could come from doing it again, but there was.

Davian didn’t know how to be gentle and Lake had suffered for days after their last time, he wasn’t letting that happen again.

There had to be an alternative that didn’t involve running away again.

Because he wasn’t too eager to face the occupants of the mansion when Master Davian was still delirious from his rut.

Lake diligently cooled him down, wary of another hand job because even that had gone south last time.

Did Mafia King Davian truly not make any arrangements for his rut? Did he intend to just tough it out? How long had this rut been going on for?

He got up to throw out the water and hang up the wet towel when he had sufficiently brought Davian’s temperature down.

The Alpha was slightly dozing now so there were no protests when he left the bed. He returned and sighed at him sleeping peacefully, tucking his hair behind his ears.

Was he really stuck here until Davian’s rut was over? How unfortunate, he could already hear his back complaining.

Master Davian’s room was a little messy and it was jarring because the room was always kept pristine.

There were discarded clothes on the ground, empty bottles of water littered around like he had thrown them himself.

And out of place in the brown and black themed room was a soft pink bag with flowery patterns.

A gift? From who? Why did the thought of Master Davian accepting a gift from someone else unsettle him?

Lake ripped his gaze away from it, deciding to ignore it. He didn’t care if it was a love gift from someone important, he was just here to have a conversation with Davian.

With nothing else to do, he started picking up after the sleeping Alpha, getting close enough to the bag to smell the perfume coming off it.

Now Lake couldn’t hold back his curiosity, he picked up the bag with an expression of disapproval, gingerly peeking into it.

His eyes bulged as he did, Davian moving at the same time. The Alpha squirmed on the bed, clearly uncomfortable, his towel getting looser with every movement.

Lake stared at the sex toys which stared back at him, cursing his curiosity because now the sight of them was burned into his brain.

He dropped the bag and resumed cleaning up, worried and wary eyes drifting to Davian every now and then.

The Alpha was curled up on his side now, his expression contorted in pain, and it had Lake looking back at the bag of toys with new eyes.

He was bending down to pick up a bottle after putting away the discarded clothes when he felt warmth behind him.

Lake could barely look over his shoulder before he was getting pinned to the soft carpeting a naked Alpha hovering over him.

He hid his fright well enough, calmly approaching the situation although Davian’s pupils were so dilated his eyes were almost black.

He knew this was going to happen but he wasn’t about to let the Alpha have his way with him.

"Let’s move this to the bed, the ground is hard," He spoke up, hoping that Master Davian wasn’t too far gone to listen to him.

He could swear the Mafia King’s expression brightened at that, getting to his feet and offering him a scalding hand.

He went easily with Davian, pushing the Alpha to sit on the edge of bed when they got to it.

Just like earlier, his gaze trailed lower, concern and pity blending in his soft brown eyes at the state of the Alpha’s dick.

It was red and angry, prominent veins running down the engorged organ...

Yeah, Lake wasn’t going to try to deal with that himself...

"Just stay put, let me get...mmph-"

Lake didn’t know how he kept forgetting that trying to leave Davian was a bad idea.

Because now, he was trapped in the Alpha’s arms, sitting on his dick in a cloud of his scent.

He could feel his heartbeat slowing down, his head fogging up as Davian claimed his lips.

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