🔞Caught at Love|| Ishman

🔞Chapter Three

The silence of the walk across the corridors back to their hotel room was icy. Ishan stole glances at Shubman. The alpha seemed to be in a bad mood.

As soon as Shubman pulled Ishan inside, he shut the door with a bang and pushed Ishan down on the bed. He was fuming, his eyes a glaring red and if Ishan could see through the skin, then the alpha's heart must have been bursting with the amount of inflation his veins showed.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT?"

He spit out the words, while he stared down at Ishan's small body, almost cowering on the bed, scared out of his wits thinking the alpha might hurt him.

Ishan's heavy breathing, seemed to have affected Shubman in some way as he tried to calm himself down, pacing a few times around the bed, Ishan's unhinged eyes tracing his figure. The atmosphere was tensed.

"What were you doing with, Tilak? What, he's your boyfriend or some shit?!"

Finally, he spoke out, clearer this time, standing in front of Ishan who was still clumped up on the bed.

"H-he's my friend, Shubman. We were just-t talking, you are misundersta-"

"MISUNDERSTANDING? He was legit wrapped around you! He might as well have fucked you in front of others there!"

Ishan gulped hard, hearing such words about Tilak was hurtful, the man had been nothing but kind to him, he'd never even touch him the wrong way. He couldn't understand why Shubman was overreacting, why did he care? Was he.... jealous?

Shubman paused but then, something struck his mind and his lips formed the signature smirk that Ishan was used to seeing everyday, every time. He walked closer to the bed, his hand tugging Ishan's hair back, the other hand dragging his fingers along his jaws, caressing a little.

"But he can't fuck you like I do, can he Ishan? He can't get you writhing in pleasure like I do, he can't reach your untouched places like I do, and he can't fucking own you like I do, omega!"

Ishan's heart rate skyrocketed, anger and a touch of exhilaration mixing furiously in his chest. He was not quite sure if Shubman wanted to fuck him, kill him, or both. Shubman pushed him roughly down on the bed before moving away.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Present yourself for me, omega. Let me taste you."

Ishan gulped once again, as Shubman's Alpha voice turned him into mush and he reluctantly removed his dhoti pants, leaving him in his glistening black kurta.
He turned on all fours, his ass wiggled a little accidentally making the alpha's eyes go hungrier, his sanity already stirred by the vodka that spread in him.

"Ah fuck... Shubman" Ishan's fingers knotted into the smooth hotel sheets underneath him as soon as the Alpha drove right in, face first on his puckered hole. Shubman hummed approvingly against Ishan's ass as he licked him open.

"Ease up slut, let me in." Shubman murmured, both hands grasping Ishan's tense muscular thighs to keep him in a place. Ishan moaned as Shubman gave a quick swipe of his tongue and tried to relax his muscles. Eventually the alpha got Ishan relaxed enough to plunge his tongue inside and the omega gave out a strangled groan.