Blue Moon III: Call of the Alpha (6 page)

Call rubbed one hand up and down Alpha’s seam, spreading the cheeks and tapping on his hole, making him clench with want. “Fuuuuck.” Alpha tried to rock his hips but was completely within Call’s control.

It was only a couple more swipes of his hand and then Call’s thick tongue was lapping at him. He pushed Alpha’s knees back to his ears and dove in, the tenderness long forgotten. Call growled and bit at him, his tone sounded as if he was possessed. “I’m gonna fuck this sweet hole. Just the way you need me to.”

Call stopped assaulting him with his mouth and Alpha kept his legs pulled back, his body completely available to his lover for whatever he choose to do. Call leaned down and kissed him with passion, he could taste his unique flavor on his tongue and it made him want to buck his hips up, looking for more. It’d been a little over two years that they were together. But every time with Call was exhilarating. That’s the way it was when you found the one you were meant to cherish for the rest of your life.

Through Alpha’s haze and lust-filled trance, he heard the nightstand drawer slam close. He cracked his eyes open, not even realizing they were closed, when he heard Call groaning while he slicked up his thick cock. He was reared back on his knees watching Alpha come unhinged beneath him. Alpha was ready for that beautiful dick. What Call didn’t have in length, he made up for in girth. His swollen head was tinged a rugged burgundy from the flooding of blood to his cock, dark veins ran down to the slightly wider base. Alpha licked his lips at the sight.

Call scowled at him and Alpha flexed his body, wanting Call to project that hostility on him now. “You keep licking those sexy lips, teasing me. Want me to show you what that sinful mouth of yours is good for?” Call roughly shoved two fingers in Alpha’s mouth while stroking himself in front of him. Alpha moaned around those thick fingers as they moved in and out of his mouth.
Yesssss
. Call yanked his fingers out and gripped the back of Alpha’s head, pulling him up into his chest. Alpha moaned his pleasure, rubbing his cheek back and forth over the bushy, dark hairs like an animal being marked. His head was moved to Call’s nipple and Alpha didn’t pause, he lapped at the furry disc before he began to aggressively bite and groan around the rigid bud. Although Alpha was slowly losing himself in all that sexy hair, he still wasn’t in control. Call moved his head back and forth over his chest at his discretion until Alpha was mumbling erotic curses in French.

“Now, John. Fuck me now!” Alpha insisted.

“Look at me,” Call demanded.

“Always.”

Call pushed Alpha back down onto the bed, lined that thick cock up against his opening, and Alpha was just able to blow out a pent-up breath when his love pushed inside him with enough aggression to make him cry out his name and didn’t stop until his muscular thighs were pressed up against his ass.

“Oh my fuckin’ gods. Oh my gods. Fuck, John,” Alpha cried.

Call let his cock throb inside of him a few seconds before he shifted his hips to the side and withdrew halfway. His eyes were focused on Alpha and he swore he could feel their special bond, knew what they had was real. Call gripped him behind his right knee and drew it up higher and thrust in as deep as he could. Alpha’s eyes rolled the same way his lover’s did.

“Damn, you feel too good. You know I can’t hold back,” Call hissed, biting Alpha hard on his shoulder as he pulled out a little further and thrust back in, faster this time. “Augh. You make me fuckin’ crazy, Alpha.”

Alpha frantically shook his head. “No,
cher
. Don’t hold back. Give me your power. Show me your strength.”

Call growled and Alpha braced himself for what he knew was coming. Call let go of his leg and put both arms on either side of him and rocked into him with a fierceness he’d never seen another man possess. “Fuck yeah. Harder, harder, John.
Dur, mon amour
.” Alpha’s ass and his mouth begged for Call’s command of his body. He met Call’s punishing pelvis thrust for thrust and still, it wasn’t enough.

There was no way anyone else could take what he was giving his lover at that moment and yet his Alpha still begged for more. Call yanked Alpha up in his arms and was moving them both off the bed. Its forgiving surface was preventing him from thrusting as hard as he needed to. Alpha wrapped his toned legs around him and held on to him like he was on a ride in an amusement park. Call slammed him up against the wall next to the window and Alpha whooshed out a breath. Call scrambled to get his cock back inside that sweltering heat, back home. He slammed back in with just the force he was aiming for. The force that made Alpha curse him in Persian.

Call held Alpha’s firm ass in his palms and moved him up and down on his cock, using the wall as leverage, he pinned him with his chest and plunged his dick so deep that if he came right now he was sure his lover would taste it in his throat. Alpha’s legs were squeezing him so tight, but he wasn’t thinking about it, all that mattered were Alpha’s cries and his need to control this powerful man. Call fucked him bottomless. Fucked him fast and angrily. He felt Alpha trying to maneuver but he was defenseless in Call’s strong arms. Defenseless because of the true pleasure he gave him. 

Call buried himself inside Alpha until his scratchy pubic hairs kissed his. Held him there in his grasp. Alpha panted and struggled to catch his breath, and as soon as it seemed he’d calmed, keeping them flush against one another, Call ground against him.

“Fuuuuck.”

“Mmm. Look at me.”

Alpha lifted his head from Call’s neck and dark, hooded eyes focused on him. His hair looked jet-black, sweat-slicked away from his face. Beautiful, olive-toned skin was damp and flushed with arousal.

Call expanded his chest, pressing Alpha harder to the wall. He massaged Alpha’s tender ass, spreading his cheeks further apart. His fingertips skimmed around that sensitive hole where he was still embedded. Alpha was slick all over, the lube warm and slippery. Call rubbed and manipulated Alpha’s opening, making him groan and hiss. His legs tightened and flinched around his waist, but Alpha never took his eyes off him. Call didn’t withdraw even an inch, but he thrust hard into him.

“Gods!” Alpha yelled.

Call’s thighs trembled as he held the deadly man in his arms. He was ready to pound Alpha’s tight ass into that goddamn wall, but he would torture them both first. He could feel the stretched skin around his cock, knew it was hypersensitive, so he rubbed around the base of his cock, pressing on Alpha’s taint. The Persian squinted his eyes at him, gritted his teeth, and called him a bastard in his language. It sounded like a cough and Call smiled evilly as he thrust again. Alpha arched his long neck and cursed him again. Call went for Alpha’s balls next. Tugged them and slapped him. Each time it made Alpha’s ass clench around him.

“Stop being an asshole and fuck me, Commander,” Alpha snarled

Call ignored Alpha’s anger, refused him his cock how he knew he wanted it. Alpha wanted him. Damn, he could be with this man forever. Call licked and teased Alpha’s mouth. When he tried to deepen the kiss Alpha turned his head and licked him on is scarred cheek.

“Don’t kiss me, fuck me.”

Call pulled out just an inch and eased back in slowly. Both of them moaning at the sensation.

“Augh. Fuck you.”

Call released Alpha’s balls and gripped him around his back, yanking him tighter to him.

“You wanna see how strong I am, assassin,” Call spat, spinning them around and slamming his lover back onto the bed. Alpha went to move up higher but Call grabbed him around his waist and pulled him until his ass was hanging off the edge of the bed.

“Oh fuck,” Alpha barely whispered before Call plunged back into him. “Oh fuck! Fuck!”

Call tucked his chin to his chest and yanked Alpha onto him to meet every punishing, brutal thrust. His biceps flexed as he struggled to control the wild beast inside of him. The animal that howled to claim and dominate. Call was lost to it now, lost to the high of Alpha beneath him, screaming his name, praising him in that sexy Persian accent, cursing him in English.

Call yelled out when his dick was clamped tight, the vise-like grip making him loose his perfect rhythm. “Shit,” he groaned. He watched the ropes of come arch over Alpha’s abs and hit his chest. It was so damn hot to watch Alpha come; it turned him on so much that his own balls tightened against him. Fire shot up his spine, his release tearing its way to the surface. Alpha writhed under him, their eyes still locked as he rubbed his hand in his come and smeared it in the thick hairs on Call’s chest.

“Augh, god.” Call thrust deep inside and stilled, his body trembling in anticipation of that very first jet of —“Ungh!” Call jolted with his first burst of release. His head fell back on his shoulders as he filled Alpha’s ass with his come. There was no better feeling than what he felt right at that moment. He didn’t stop pressing his groin against Alpha’s supple ass until he was completely empty. The satisfied moans coming from Alpha were like premium tequila over his favorite ice cream. So damn good. Call let his dick twitch and soften inside Alpha’s pulsing channel and leaned forward to lick at the still-warm come at the base of Alpha’s throat. He grabbed two handfuls of Alpha’s wavy hair and held him still while he shared what was on his tongue. More rumbling purrs when Call’s cock finally slid free from Alpha’s supremely fucked hole.

Alpha rubbed Call’s sweaty back while he nestled his nose under the soft hair behind his ear. “
Je te aime
.”

“Mmm. I love you too. Come on. Shower with me.”

Call

Early in the morning, Call sat in his office with a hot cup of coffee, going over their finances. They’d both hinted at the idea of moving, maybe having a home built a little closer to civilization. It was Alpha’s dream to open a martial arts school. They sure as fuck couldn’t do that secluded out in the woods. But damn if it wasn’t peaceful. There was no reason to be going over their capital; there was more than enough to do whatever they wanted to do.

“Busy?”

Call lifted his head slowly at Alpha’s sensual voice and was surprised to see him in the doorway wearing dark jeans, a black, V-neck shirt and a dark scarf wrapped around his neck and draped over his head as a hood. Call stared at the bottom half of Alpha’s face that was visible beneath the silky fabric. “Wow.
Deja vu
. I haven’t seen you like that in quite a while.” He looked like the assassin that had breached their headquarters a couple years ago and tilted Call’s world on its axis.

Alpha pulled his hood back so Call could see his eyes. “Better?”

He nodded his head, his mouth suddenly dry.

“It’s alright, John. Omega will be here soon with the assassin Lion, I think we should get ready,” Alpha said, turning to leave.

“Ready for what?” Call yelled after him.

He heard the slight sigh before Alpha turned around. “Ready to receive him.”

“I’m sorry if I don’t know the ceremonial procedures for letting a highly trained assassin into my home Daskshuan. So why don’t you enlighten me on what I need to do?” Call said angrily.

“Why have you been so ill-tempered lately? We haven’t disagreed this much since we’ve been together. Now everything I say, or ask, or do, I hear a bunch of opposition from you and frankly, it’s starting to piss me off.”