Captive Mate BL
Chapter 270: - - 270-

Chapter 270: -Chapter 270-

Lake woke up to the sound of his shirt getting ripped off. He was pinned down by Davian, the Alpha completely out of it.

That would teach him to fall asleep and completely let his guard down around an Alpha in rut.

"M-Master Davian..." He started to say calmly to try to reach him, but Davian didn’t seem to hear him. "W-Wait- Don’t..."

The Alpha pulled him closer by his legs, the lower half of his body on Davian.

The panic of waking up to this scene without warning and the threat of the Alpha trying to rip him in half for the second time gave Lake the courage he needed.

Smack!

"Stop!" He straight up yelled at the Mafia King holding him down. "Get off."

Lake winced as Davian froze, wide gray eyes staring down at him.

He had hit the Master much harder than he intended to, a bright red hand print forming right on his left pectoral.

He very much expected the Alpha to go right on with what he had been trying to do, only this time, he expected him to be pissed.

But Davian only wilted at his order, letting go of his legs and inching back a bit.

It was an awkward picture the Alpha painted, shuffling backward on his knees with his hard dick bobbing, a devastated look on his face.

It was so jarring that Lake had to close his eyes for a brief moment. Watching a dangerous wild beast cower away from him was unsettling.

"Are you leaving?" Davian’s small voice made him open his eyes again.

Lake propped himself up on his elbows, lips pressed together in guilt.

"I’m not," He sighed.

"But you..."

"You weren’t listening to me," Lake sat up and crawled over to Davian to inspect where he had hit him.

"Sorry I hit you," He murmured, wincing at the Alpha’s angry red skin again.

How had he hit him so hard?

"But if I hadn’t you would have hurt me," He explained the best he could.

Davian with glassy eyes and a slight pout was the last image he wanted to keep seeing, but he would take the sulking Alpha over getting hurt.

The last time this happened, he had been aroused and wet, but it had still hurt, a lot.

If he hadn’t managed to stop Davian just now, the pain would be the least of his problems...

Lake’s eyes dropped to the Alpha’s hard dick in between them... yeah he was definitely going to bleed.

Davian looked really troubled by his last words, "I would never hurt you."

"Right," Was all Lake said, because it didn’t matter if it was intentional or not, the pain would very much be real regardless.

"But your dick would," He said bluntly, getting off the bed. "If I don’t properly get ready, it’s going to hurt."

The fact that he had to give Mafia King Davian a sex lesson in the middle of his rut should be the most shocking thing but yet here they were.

"So just stay right there. I’m. Not. Leaving." He enunciated when Davian immediately made a move to follow him.

Lake wasn’t about to prep himself right in front of Davian, he didn’t care if the Mafia King had separation anxiety, he was going to the bathroom.

"I’m just going to the bathroom, I’ll be right back." He made sure to over-explain, safely getting off the bed without getting snatched up by Davian.

They were already making a lot of progress!

Lake slowly went around to the bathroom, keeping an eye on Davian the entire time.

The Alpha sat tight on the bed, glassy gray eyes protesting the growing distance between them.

Lake considered locking the door when he slipped into the bathroom but he knew well that if Davian wanted to come in, a door wouldn’t be enough to stop him.

He tried not to count his days as he searched for something suitable as a lubricant.

He couldn’t exactly check the bathroom because leaving the Alpha’s line of sight had to be handled like a delicate surgery.

Lake hoped that Master Davian would remember his words to never hurt him after his rut was over.

Even if he had a very good reason to hit him, he had still hit his Mafia King, escaping the consequences for that would take a lot.

Thinking about potentially dying wasn’t exactly the best atmosphere to put his fingers in his ass in.

But he doubted Davian would be patient enough for him to get into the right mood, so he just sighed and poured a generous amount of lubricant on his fingers.

The bottle of lube in the Alpha’s bedroom was a pleasant surprise but a surprise nonetheless.

Lake rested his upper body on the counter, keeping his eyes closed to spare the visual from the mirror.

He wasn’t at Master Davian’s level of celibacy but there was something about working himself to the bone every day that cured his libido.

It felt oddly clinical to push a small finger into his hole, the lube making it much easier.

By the time Lake got three fingers in, he was struck with the worry that he might need an extra finger, and even that might not be enough.

He pulled out with a squelch that sounded obscenely loud in the bathroom, and closing his eyes only served to make it more obvious.

He blindly reached for the lube, refusing to open his eyes until he was done, an unexpected voice making him flinch.

"Do you need help?"

Lake shot up and turned around to find Davian in the bathroom with him, the Alpha keeping a wide berth between them.

His first instinct was to scold him but his soft brown eyes unwittingly dropped to Davian’s hands.

The Alpha was already here, and his arm was starting to ache from the unfamiliar position of reaching behind him.

"Fine," He agreed, "Come here," He had to invite when Davian still hung back like he wasn’t sure he was allowed.

And for an Alpha who looked like he had been about to eat him when he first woke up, it was a sharp contrast.

Lake handed Davian the entire bottle of lube, "Use a lot of that," He made sure to instruct him, turning around once more.

H-He wasn’t shy, this was just really unfamiliar to him; maybe he should have gotten around more.

Lake was back to shutting his eyes, feeling exposed to his very nerve endings as he stood bent over the counter on display.

Davian’s hand on his waist was startling but that was completely overshadowed by the Alpha pushing two fingers into him next.

The action punched a soft sound out of Lake, his nails clawing at the marble counter.

It was only two of Davian’s fingers but it stretched him out wider than three of his fingers had... and it was in so deep.

He got on his tiptoes when the Alpha thrust in and out experimentally, the tingling feeling started from his fingertips and ran down his spine.

Lake had to admit that he should have let Davian do this from the start, it undeniably felt much better, and it was less stressful for him...

His thoughts blanked out when Davian pulled his fingers out too fast and shoved three in, cursing tightly.

Actually, he took that back, Davian was a terrible choice to prep him.

If he hadn’t started himself out on his own fingers, the move the Alpha just pulled would have hurt more than it did.

The only thing he got right was the amount of lube to use, the lubricant dripped down his inner thighs, the artificial scented product mixing with his slick...

He was also really good at hitting his prostate with those long fingers, the burn of being stretched out too fast quickly fading to pleasure that turned his legs to water.

"S-Stop," Lake choked on a moan, reaching around to hold Davian’s wrist.

The Alpha’s slate gray eyes were sharp as their gaze met in the mirror. "Does it hurt?"

Lake gritted his teeth at that, because he knew well that Davian knew he wasn’t in pain.

"No," His voice trembled as he spoke, his eyes slipping close again.

Davian still had his fingers up his ass, and the image they painted in the mirror was a little too much.

"Let’s go back to the bedroom, my legs are tire-"

Once again, Davian pulled out too fast, making him whine, his voice coming out pathetic much to his disapproval.

The Alpha swept him off his feet and he let it happen, knowing that walking in a straight line back to the bedroom wasn’t going to be a small feat.

"Get on the bed," He said to Davian when the Alpha gently placed him down, patting the messy bed.

Davian did as he said, gray eyes open and curious, the tattoo on his back staring at him with beady black eyes.

Lake wasn’t about to give Davian any more free reign, the Alpha was a danger to him.

"Lay on your back," He tagged on, watching Davian do as he said.