Fuck, he didn't know what he was going to do, but he needed Dex alone. Needed to get a few things straight.
Dex dropped his tray on the counter. The bartender looked up and stared, not at Dex but directly at Maddock. Even behind the dark glasses Maddock could see the glow of the guy's eyes.
“Reese, can Rhian take over my tables? We…uh, well, we…”
“We need to talk,” Maddock growled out.
The bartender smirked but nodded. “I’ll have her cover.”
Maddock tapped Dex's ass telling him to move it.
Dex stumbled down the short hallway that Maddock knew led to the bathrooms. Hell no, they weren't having this discussion in the bathroom.
“We can go in here,” Dex said, leading Maddock away from the men's room, opening a door across the hall. The lights came on as they entered and Maddock glanced around enough to see it was an office.
It would work fine for what he had in mind. Which is what? He pushed the annoying voice of his conscience aside and looked at Dex. The kid picked at his fingernails, head down, blondish-brown hair hanging in front of his face.
Maddock crossed his arms over his chest, waiting. The words running through his mind were completely inappropriate so he didn’t dare open his mouth. He couldn't demand to know why Dex was letting that asshole grope him. Or order Dex to bend over and take his punishment like a good boy.
His cock twitched as the picture returned. The fantasy intensified with the subject of it standing right before him. Bright green eyes glittered back at him, hesitant and hungry.
“Listen, I want to apologize…”
A knot deep inside Maddock's gut started to ease. Good boy, he thought. He knows what he did wrong.
“I'm not usually so clumsy.”
Clumsy? Fuck, he was still thinking about the wine.
“Fuck the suit.” He grabbed Dex's arm and yanked him forward, putting less than an inch of space between them. He reached up and tugged on Dex's hair, tipping the kid's head back so he had to look up at him. “What about that guy putting his hands on you?”
Dex's eyes got wide and those soft lips opened. The sight distracted Maddock for a moment, making him think about those lips wrapped around his dick, sucking the come from his body.
“I—I don't…”
A part of his brain screamed this was wrong—he didn’t do this kind of thing—but a completely different voice pierced the fog, telling him to fuck Dex, mark him, show the others that he belonged to Maddock.
The clashing noises in his head blurred his control. His body took over.
He spun Dex away, pushing him face first against the wall. Dex gasped, but it wasn’t a sound of protest. No. The kid wanted it. As if he reacted to the same impulses driving Maddock, Dex placed the flats of his palms against the wall and pushed his ass back, straining the seams of the tight denim.
Maddock didn't think. His mind barely functioned, only observing as he pressed against the lean, hard body in front of him. That round ass fit perfectly into his groin.
Heat flowed between their bodies. Maddock reached forward and placed his hands next to Dex's on the wall.
“Is this what you were thinking of when you let that asshole touch you?” Maddock asked, his lips brushing against Dex’s ear. The words came out of his mouth thick and low, like a snarl, but Dex seemed to have no problem understanding him.
“I wasn't letting him—”
Maddock bit down on the delicate little earlobe within his reach, punishing Dex for the lie.
“Don't fuck with me, kid. I saw how close you let him get to your ass.” The fog over his brain deepened with one crystal clear thought breaking through—he needed to let Dex know who was in charge.
Maddock dropped one hand down and around, sliding over Dex’s hip, his fingers tripping across Dex’s cock. Fuck, yeah. The kid was hard. Maddock knew he would be.
“Did having that asshole touch you make you hard?”
Dex shook his head, the pale strands teasing Maddock's nose.
“Who then? Who made your cock so hard?” He cupped his hand around Dex’s erection and squeezed, holding him in place as he eased his dick against the crease in Dex's ass, letting him feel every inch. “Who were you thinking about when you wiggled this tight little ass?”
“Y-you.” Dex rubbed back, massaging Maddock's cock.
“You sure about that?”
“Yes, fuck me. Please.”
The words flashed through Maddock like an electric shock. Desires he didn’t understand and couldn’t comprehend materialized through the fog in his brain. A low growl rumbled through his chest. He swallowed a roar and took a breath, closing his eyes to center his control.
But then Dex moved, just a shallow pump, offering his ass. Fuck. He needed skin. Maddock tore open Dex's jeans. The kid’s cock tumbling into his hand. Maddock curled his fingers around the long, hard shaft. The heat was incredible.
Dex cried out and the sound bounced around the room. The aching in Maddock’s jaw returned and he scraped his teeth across the back of Dex’s neck.
“That's a sweet dick you got there, boy.” The words tumbled out of his mouth. The voice didn’t sound like his, but he couldn’t stop himself. Just like he couldn’t stop touching. He pumped his hand up and down the shaft. The kid was long but not too thick. And fuck, he felt good in Maddock's hand.
The corner of his mind still able to function screamed that this wasn't normal, but he couldn't stop the compulsion to stroke that smooth skin, squeeze just a bit, wanting Dex to feel it.
“Stop.” The kid's moan was laced with so much pleasure Maddock was pretty sure Dex didn't mean it. “Please. I want to come with you inside me.”
Oh, fuck, yeah. He could do that, wanted to feel that ass tighten around his cock when Dex came.
“Let me—”
The door sprung open.
“What the fuck?”
Maddock lifted his head and snarled at the intruder. “Get out.”
“It’s my office,” the big guy from the bar announced.
Maddock’s fingers tightened around the dick thrusting into his fist. The kid’s round ass pumped back, just begging to be fucked. Need like he never imagined flooded his groin. He had to fuck this guy’s ass, needed to come inside him. And he didn’t care who was around.
“Fine,” Maddock said to the big man filling the doorway. “I’m going to fuck your friend into next week. You can watch if you want.”
To prove his point, he grabbed his fly and jerked it open. His cock pushed against his shorts trying to get free.
“Dex,” the big guy called. The kid lifted his head. “You okay? Or you want me to pull this asshole off you?”
Maddock’s lips pulled back from his lips. The urge to snarl made his lips tingle.
“I—”
Maddock rocked his hips forward, letting Dex feel how hard he was, how much he wanted to fuck that ass that had been filling his dreams.
“I’m fine.”
Maddock ran his hand down the kid’s back, rewarding him. “Give me a few minutes and you’ll be so much better than fine.”
The lithe body beneath his shuddered and he was pretty sure he heard the kid whimper. His cock leapt in excitement. Fuck, he had to get inside him soon or he was going to come in his pants and miss all the fun. Miss that hot, tight hole stretching just for him.
It took him a moment to realize the big guy at the door hadn’t left yet. “If you’re going to stay, you could be useful. Where’s the lube?”
“Fuck off,” the guy barked, but he backed away and let the door slam behind him.
“You really should be nice to him,” Dex said, his voice breathless and tight. Maddock gave the kid’s dick another squeeze just to feel that sweet ass pump against him, begging him to fuck it. “He is the Alpha and it is his office.”
Alpha? I don’t think so. Maddock had never met a man who could top him—not in business and sure as hell not in bed.
“Yeah, maybe I’
ll apologize later.” But somehow he doubted it. “I wouldn’t want the Alpha to be mad at me.”
He ground his dick against the kid’s ass. Heat flowed into his cock. Fuck, he could only imagine how hot Dex was going to be when he actually got inside him.
“Lube,” he growled trying to keep focus before he ripped off Dex’s jeans and dry-fucked him.
“Lower right hand drawer,” Dex moaned.
Maddock stepped back. He instantly regretted the loss of Dex’s warmth, but the sight of that bare ass, pushed back, waiting for him, made it worth it. He went around to the desk and ripped open the bottom drawer. It fell to the ground with a thump and he left it there, grabbing the half-full bottle of lube and returning to the man pressed against the wall.
“Is there a reason you know where that guy keeps his lube?” Rage like he’d never felt before overwhelmed him and he swore he actually saw red. The thought of Dex spreading his tight little ass cheeks for someone else—that big asshole in particular—made him want to punch the wall. “He fuck you?”
The anger moved through his hands and he yanked down Dex’s jeans, feeling the denim split beneath his hands. Need swelled inside him—to mark the man, come inside him. Make sure when Dex got out of bed tomorrow he felt Maddock deep inside.
Maddock flicked the flip-top of the bottle with his thumb and poured the slick liquid on his finger. With no prologue, he pressed the single digit to Dex’s opening and pushed, slow and deep. The tight hole gripped him. He hummed his approval and began a slow thrust in and out of that sweet ass.
“Does he? Fuck you?” he murmured, his anger fluttering just beneath his skin.
Dex shook his head.
“Really? You don’t come in here on slow nights, bend over and offer this tight ass to your boss?”
Not giving Dex time to answer, he pushed a second finger inside along the first, needing the kid to feel him, to know who was fucking him. Dex cried out and his fingers gripped the wall. Maddock watched those strong hands, clawing at the cinderblocks. Fuck, that was sexy. It was like he could see the guy's need just by looking at his hands. His nails bit into the paint so deep it left scratches.
Damn, he wanted to feel those fingers on his body, gripping him as he pounded Dex’s ass.
“Please.” Dex tried not to whimper—begging was bad enough—but every nerve in his body sparked. He needed Maddock, needed to feel all of him.
“You want my cock, baby?” Maddock asked, lowering his voice, putting his mouth to Dex's ear. “Want me to fuck this tight little hole?”
The words filled Dex's mind—the sounds both hungry and cool, as if Maddock was doing him a favor by fucking him. Damn, the guy is good at verbal foreplay. He could almost come just from that voice…and those thick fingers sliding in and out of his ass.
“Yes.” He groaned and punched his hips back, needing to have his mate inside him. He didn't care what Micah said, he didn't think he'd ever feel this kind of desire with another wolf. Maddock was his mate. And Maddock obviously wanted to claim him as well.
“Not just yet, baby.” He nipped Dex's ear, sending a shiver of pleasure into Dex's groin. “I'm going to put three fingers in your hole…” He followed the description with the action. The burn pulled a low groan from deep in Dex's chest. “Push out, baby. My dick is a little thicker than this, but you can take it.”
The groan turned to a whimper. He rolled his hips back, wanting more, loving the slight pain as Maddock worked the three fingers in deep and slow.
“Fuck, you're hot.”
“Please. Fuck me.”
The slow penetration continued, driving him crazy.
“Damn.”
Dex froze.
“I don’t have a condom.”
“We don’t need it.” He shook his head and arched his back, offering his stretched ass to Maddock. “Don’t need it,” Dex said again. “Please.”
Maddock hesitated. Dex dug his fingers into the wall, holding back the wolf's howl. His mate had to know that they couldn't transmit diseases to each other.
That meant only one thing…he didn't want to come inside Dex. Didn't want to strengthen the bond between them.
Pain lanced his heart and he dropped his forehead against the wall, holding back the fear, fighting the wolf's desire to rear up and claim his mate.
Then he felt it, the first press of that thick head. Damn, he hadn't had a chance to touch his mate's cock so didn't quite know what to expect. Hadn't known his mate's cock was so thick. Pressure swelled in his ass as he told himself to relax.
He forced breath into his tight lungs and allowed the slow burn as his mate pushed forward. Maddock moved cautiously, almost too slow, drawing out that first penetration so Dex felt every inch.
“Please.” He whispered the word into the cinderblocks. His claws poked through the tips of his fingers and dug into the paint. He spared a moment’s thought to explaining the scratches to Micah but Maddock’s slow entry consumed his focus.
“Slow, baby. I want to feel all of you.” Maddock eased his cock forward. The burn swelled inside Dex's ass, sending heat through his groin.
Another pause. Dex held his breath as his body adjusted to the thick invasion. As if calming a frightened animal, Maddock smoothed his hand down Dex’s back. The gentle caress allowed him to relax, settle in.
“That’s it, baby. Almost there.” One slow final thrust and Maddock sank balls deep into Dex’s ass. A low, heavy groan vibrated Maddock's chest. The sound radiated into Dex’s core and clutched the wall, fighting the orgasm that threatened.
He forced breath into his lungs, searching for calm, not wanting this to end too soon.
Neither moved. Dex closed his eyes and savored the sensation of having his mate inside him for the first time. The hard, heavy presence of Maddock’s cock invaded his ass, taking possession.
“Very good, baby. Now we’re ready to fuck.”
With just that warning, he pulled out. Dex braced himself, ready for a hard pounding slam back inside, but the slow retreat was followed by a slow, deliberate penetration.
Warmth filled his ass again, but now it wasn’t the burn of being stretched open—just the sheer heat of Maddock’s shaft as he pumped his cock in and out of Dex’s ass.
He fucked Dex slowly, almost gently, each stroke sending wicked little shivers deep into Dex’s body. Fuck, it was good. Sensations overwhelmed him—the smooth glide of Maddock’s cock, the strong fingers biting into his hips, the sound of Maddock’s breath as he fought for control.
Dex struggled to remain still, to let Maddock fuck him as he wanted, but the urge to move was too much. He squirmed, silently giving Maddock permission to fuck him harder.
“What do you need, baby?”
“M-more.”
Instead of pounding his cock into Dex, Maddock angled his hips and thrust forward, sliding his cock over Dex’s gland. The shivers turned to a jolt and Dex yelped.
Maddock’s low chuckle might have pissed him off if the man didn’t have his cock up Dex’s ass, fucking him, tapping that sweet spot with each thrust.
Still, he kept up the slow, steady pace. Never too hard, too deep. Never letting Dex relax. Never letting Dex come. Keeping him on the edge. Staying in control.
“Please.”
“Sh, baby, I want to enjoy this tight little ass.”
Dex tipped his head forward and tried to hold off, tried to give his lover what he needed, but soon, he couldn’t stop himself. He pushed back, driving Maddock deeper, harder.
A deep groan filled the air.
“Demanding, baby.” He smacked Dex on the hip—a punishment that just made it better. “You want it hard?”
“Yes,” he whispered, not knowing if Maddock evern heard him.
The need that had accumulated in his core swelled into his chest. He dug his claws into the cinderblocks, no longer caring if Micah was pissed or not, and pushed his ass back, timing it to meet Maddock’s thrust, sending him deeper, harder.
Another s
oft grunt. “Oh, yeah, baby, I can do that.”
Fingers tightened on his hips, holding Dex in place as Maddock did another long slow retreat.
Dex held his breath, not sure what would happen next.
Another breathless moment and Maddock plunged inside, fast, deep—giving him every hard inch.
The world shimmered around Dex, as if a million butterflies teased his skin.
“Fuck!” Maddock’s shout filled the room as if he felt it, too.
Dex resisted the strong fingers holding his hips, needing more, slamming his ass back, meeting Maddock’s heavy penetration. That thick solid cock pounded into his hole, making him ache, making him want.
Pleasure and need welled up in Dex—too powerful to contain. The sensations swelled inside him and seemed to radiate out of his body, surrounding him and Maddock.
He lost himself to the pleasure, letting it consume him then escape into the air, expanding to take over the room.
But the only thing he cared about was the cock filling his ass, over and over, harder and deeper.
Fuck, he was going to ache tomorrow, but he didn’t care.
“Maddock!” He cried out the name, not really knowing what he wanted or needed from the other man.
“Fuck, baby, come for me.” Maddock’s strong fingers wrapped around Dex’s cock and began to stroke, working his dick in time to the hard thrusts in his ass. “Come for me. Let me feel it—”
That was enough. The tight squeeze of Maddock’s hand, his cock and that wicked voice filling his head sent Dex over the edge. A jolt raced up his spine as he cried out, spilling his come over Maddock’s fingers, onto the wall.
Energy exploded from his center and he punched his ass back, wanting to feel his mate come inside him.
A low, dangerous growl rattled the light fixtures.
And Dex just held on, letting Maddock pound into him, every thrust making him want more.
Maddock’s shout filled the room and moments later he came, flooding Dex's ass.
With a groan, Dex collapsed against the wall, the strength drained from his body. Pleasure surged through his core, another wicked jolt, as if Maddock’s climax had flowed through his body as well.
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