Captive Mate BL
Chapter 265: - - 265-

Chapter 265: -Chapter 265-

Lake tried to push against Davian’s chest. The keyword was tried. His limbs had lost their strength so his palms were just splayed out against the Alpha’s torso.

The kiss felt like drinking down a jug of hot chocolate, his eyes fluttering shut.

His mental alarms were blaring as he sank deeper and deeper into the kiss, and although he could feel Davian far too well through his jeans, the Alpha was content to simply kiss him.

Lake broke away from the kiss to get some air in his lungs, Davian nosing at the curve of his neck.

His big hands moved feebly as he tried to get his shirt out of the way, his skin hot to the touch.

It made Lake break out of the fog he was falling under, still feeling a little tipsy as he pushed Davian backward till his back connected to the bed.

If he didn’t take the lead, they wouldn’t get anywhere, and he couldn’t reach the bag of toys so he would have to make do with what was within reach.

Lake straddled Davian, chasing after his lips, he led the kiss this time, cupping Davian’s face with both hands, his hair providing a curtain fall around them.

Davian didn’t protest this new arrangement, his hands settling at his waist, tan skin dusted red.

He broke off the kiss to make his way down the Alpha’s body, reaching for his dick.

It was wet and dripping generously, providing enough lubrication for him to tug on it.

Lake used both of his hands for a better grip, his hold tight as he went fast and hard from the start.

He got off the bed, kneeling on the carpet in between Davian’s legs, the Alpha’s huge dick at eye level.

On the first tug, Davian curled in on himself like he was in pain, a strangled sound leaving him.

Lake ignored him, he needed to get the Mafia King to cum before his dick exploded or worse.

His attention on Davian’s neglected dick had him thrashing, his hands gripping at the sheets.

Lake swallowed hastily when he realized he was drooling, giving in to the urge to take Davian’s leaking tip in his mouth.

And just like the last time, Davian spilled into his mouth, his muscled thighs tensing.

Lake was unsurprised to see that his dick didn’t wilt, if anything he seemed to get harder which was honestly impressive.

He took the chance while Davian was still recovering from his orgasm to hop to his feet to snatch up the bag.

He quickly rifled through it, finding a lot of interesting equipment. He went with what was easiest to use, a cock ring, and a fleshlight.

He went through them at the top part of the bed, needing to be the one to take them out of their packaging.

While he familiarized himself with the devices, Davian started violently, his gaze unfocused as he frantically looked around.

"Looking for me?" He interrupted the Alpha’s silent but frantic search, Davian immediately going slack at the sound of his voice.

"I’m flattered," Lake muttered, more to himself, pushing on a small remote that came with the cock ring, pleasantly surprised when it started vibrating.

It turned out that Davian had just laid back down to gather his strength, the Alpha pushing himself upright with a small grunt of effort.

Lake got a good look at his back now because Davian was sitting away from him, transfixed at the detailed tattoo on his back.

It was surprising that he was just getting a good look at it considering that he had seen his boss naked far too many times now.

But there just hadn’t been the chance to better pay attention to it, and he still couldn’t even now because Davian got on the bed and crawled over to him.

The Alpha seemed not to see the toys littered in front of him, curling up against his side like he wasn’t all six feet three of muscle.

"I thought you left," Davian mumbled getting precum on his new pair of jeans - Lake would have him reimburse them.

"And I told you," He reminded, wondering how he hoped to get the cock ring down Davian’s dick. "I’m not leaving."

As if to drive his point home, Lake took off his shirt, but it was mostly because he was starting to get too warm.

The personal heater that clung to him like a lifeline had everything to do with his increase in temperature - in more ways than one.

His jeans were too tight, the taste of Davian’s cum lingering on his tongue. He fought against his instincts not to succumb to the Alpha’s scent, pushing him over to his back.

Davian tried to protest, thinking that Lake was shoving him away but Lake went right with him, quieting him down.

"Slow down, I just need to get this on you." He explained calmly, as calmly as he could while Davian had a death grip on his thighs while he tried to get a cock ring on his monster of a dick.

Maybe he should start demanding payment from Davian for having to attend to him during his rut - you know, kickstart his escort business.

Davian went pliant as he slowly stroked the cock ring down to the base of his length, wondering if it was a hot idea after all.

It would be better for him if the Alpha cummed himself dry but he was also curious - Davian had bought himself the toys after all.

He was hard-pressed to believe that a lady he met had sent him such explicit toys.

Lake told himself that the heavy-lidded gaze Davian stared at him with as he reached for the fleshlight didn’t go straight to his cock.

As uncomfortable as his jeans were, he was wary of taking them off, they were protection of some sort from the lust-drunk Alpha beneath him.

"Now how the fuck does this work?" He murmured to himself as he inspected the cup-shaped toy.