Captive Mate BL
Chapter 271: - - 271-

Chapter 271: -Chapter 271-

Lake just had to control their pace, and it should all be fine.

He got on Davian and straddled him, stroking him as he held the Alpha’s clouded gaze.

It was difficult not to be self-conscious as he lifted himself higher on his knees, his small hand gripping the base of Davian’s dick as he slowly lowered himself over the tip.

His knees buckled at the stretch, dropping down harder than he intended with a soft groan.

Davian’s hands immediately held his waist, the Alpha doing a great job of keeping still.

"Are you alright?"

"Y-Yes," Lake stuttered, out of breath.

Their current position put Davian so deep inside of him, the Alpha’s dick jabbing right at his prostate.

"D-Don’t mov...move," He tried to formulate words through the melting pleasure, hands braced against Davian’s torso.

The Mafia King listened to him, his core tense even as he had his entire attention on him.

"Are you sure you’re not hurt?" Davian asked again, genuine worry in his gray eyes.

Lake had fine trembles running down his spine at that point but he managed to respond.

"M’ fi-fine. I j-just need to..."

He just needed to adjust to the Alpha’s size and then lose the weakness in his legs so he could properly ride the Alpha.

His plans were ruined when he felt Davian get bigger inside him, his lower half going numb as the pleasure bloomed.

"W-Wait," Lake gasped, a hand going behind him to better brace himself against Davian’s thigh.

"Why are you getting bigger?" He demanded. If his legs hadn’t been turned to jelly, he would have gotten right up.

Now he could see and hear the strain in Davian’s face and voice, the Alpha’s hands digging into the soft skin around his waist.

"I’m inside you," Davian said like it explained everything.

Lake fell forward against Davian’s chest when he slightly flexed his hips, exasperation shining through the tears caused by pleasure.

Here he was thinking that he had some kind of control. He pushed himself up slightly, trying to sit up again only to get distracted by a kiss.

Davian carefully moved inside him, barely dislodging the kiss, and Lake let him take the lead, focused on not falling apart.

Davian slowly sat up, keeping their lips joined and stimulating his prostate on every measured thrust, drinking down his moans.

Thoughts about the Alpha’s position, and the conversation they were having before they were interrupted by his rut were far from him at the moment.

He fell head first into the pool of dark chocolate, the pleasure rising in a crescendo.

-+-

"So do you have any ideas?" Matilda asked.

The three of them were seated in the dining room to eat lunch, using the small dining room at Davian’s orders.

It sounded like a harmless question at first until one realized that she was asking for suggestions to get rid of Lake.

"If he’s just a house staff, he should be easy to get rid of." Savannah huffed, finally able to eat now that her mom was back.

She was surprised to see Arthur here as well but she quickly understood that they were working together.

"It’s not going to be that easy," Arthur frowned, too deep in thought to pay attention to his food.

He had been trying to sabotage Lake for years, the Omega was simply too stubborn.

And now that he could potentially get the protection of Master Davian, their previous tactic to get rid of him wouldn’t work a second time.

"We have to wait to hear what Master Davian would decide to do," He said stoically, eating with perfect manners, his back straight.

After all, there was still a possibility that Master Davian would do the work for them and get rid of the annoying Omega.

Matilda scowled, "I paid him a hundred thousand to disappear. I’m not going to let him simply waltz back into the mansion."

"Master Davian can choose to reimburse you triple your money." Arthur said flippantly.

"If you’re looking for an advantage over Lake, that isn’t going to work." He told the lady bluntly.

He still hadn’t forgotten that Master Davian chose to pay off Lake’s debts without even thinking about it.

And even after the Omega had tried to steal from him, it didn’t change his mind.

"Then what do you suppose we do?" Matilda snapped, irritable at the dire situation. "We can’t just remain sitting ducks."

Arthur was unflappable, he had waited several years for this, he wasn’t going to lose his cool over a little bump in the road.

"It’s so easy to get rid of a pregnant Omega," He spoke calmly, cutting into the roast beef on his plate.

"Complications during pregnancy aren’t new, we just need to bide our time and move carefully..."

Matilda listened with growing excitement, Savannah quietly listening, her emerald green eyes darting from her mom, to the butler, and back again.

"Lake has Master Davian on his side so we can’t take risks or move without caution..."

Arthur didn’t need to say it but they all knew well that if Master Davian lost his tolerance, it would be all of their heads on the platter.

Matilda’s scowl was back on her face at that, "All the more reason to get rid of him right away. Who is to say that gold-digging whore of an Omega wouldn’t poison Davian’s thoughts about us?"

Arthur looked troubled at her words, that was something he didn’t think about. Not to mention, he had history with Lake, he couldn’t be the Omega’s favorite person.

"But he’s currently with Davian," Savannah chimed in with a small voice, eager to contribute to the conversation.

"Don’t remind me about that," Matilda scowled, bile climbing up her throat, she couldn’t even taste the food on her plate.

She whipped around back to Arthur, a cold light in her green eyes. "That’s right..."

"Arthur, you’re allowed in the master wing, aren’t you?" She spoke to the butler.

Arthur still had a troubled expression on his face, starting to understand Matilda’s impatience.

They needed to make a move before Lake could or it could spell their downfall.

"Well, you could say that." He accepted grudgingly.

He was only allowed there to bring the Master his meals and to make sure that no one went in.

It didn’t exactly give him free rein to move around as he liked.

"And you bring Davian’s his meals, right?" Matilda asked again, every word of hers deliberate.

Arthur responded more guardedly this time, his defenses up. "Master Davian requested that I do so himself."

"That means you have access to that whore!" Matilda announced grandly, patting her bun.

Now he frowned, wondering what that had to do with their plan to get rid of Lake.

"I’m not poisoning the Master’s food." He said bluntly.

He didn’t care how badly they needed to get rid of Lake, he wasn’t going to put the Master in danger, just to get rid of a pest.

"I would never suggest you do that," Matilda corrected him, her tone frosty.

She didn’t particularly care about what relationship she had with Davian as long as it benefited her, but she was stupid enough to do something bad to him.

Not just because she prioritized her safety and that of her daughter but also because if the Mafia King was out of commission, her interests would be affected as well.

Matilda wasn’t short-sighted, she might be ambitious but she knew that Davian was essential for her to achieve her goals.

If something happened to the Mafia King, the Mafia House of Black would crumble.

Even if she managed to get Davian married to someone she recommended, even if it was her daughter.

The Mafia King was a force of nature, he had grown his Mafia to be something far greater than a simple criminal organization.

She was after Davian as much as she was after a position of authority in the Mafia House.

"Then what were you leading to?" Arthur cleared his throat, reluctant respect in his voice.

He admired Mafia King Davian so it was a guaranteed reaction to anyone else who held the Mafia King in high regard.

"Sleeping pills," Matilda said, spearing baked potatoes on her fork, her smile chilling.

Arthur was still skeptical, "Sleeping pills?"

"They won’t hurt Davian and they’ll leave him unaware of our actions." She kept speaking, her voice calm despite her dangerous words.

Arthur listened intently, starting to realize that he might have underestimated just how far she would go for her goals.

"I believe we have been too gentle with the whore Omega until this point," Matilda went on in that calm tone, placing down her fork without eating even a single bite.

"We’re going to make him disappear tonight, and it won’t involve paying him off."

Savannah often found it difficult to understand her mother when she spoke like this but this time she knew all too well what was being spoken about.

Arthur couldn’t hide his reaction to Matilda’s words, muddy brown eyes going wide.

She wanted to kill Lake.