Offroad POV
The alpha walked out of the bathroom door smelling clean. Thank god. He smelled horrible. He had his maid take away the chair he had been sitting in to be clean or destroyed whichever was the easiest. He didn't dare take the food away just in case the man's appetite spiked. He had been filling out the paperwork on all the new arrivals.
"How old are you?" Offroad asked the man without looking up.
"26, 27 in January," Daou answered.
"Next of kin?" Offroad asked but was met with silence before he looked up at the man finally who was standing there in the pajama pants Offroad had set out for him, shirtless as he towel dried his hair. The man was lean but had muscles the type that came from always running. His chest and torso were riddled with scars and bruises.
"My mom?" He asked as if not knowing the answer.
"You would be her next of kin, do you have any children? An omega, beta, or alpha?" Offroad asked, trying hard to not roll his eyes.
"Uh no," he answered.
"Got it virgin and single, mother it is then," Offroad said looking back down at the paperwork.
"Excuse me, I am not a virgin," Daou scoffed as he sat down on the bed.
"Thank god, because walking you through what comes next would have been a nightmare," Offroad grumbled.
"I thought you said I wasn't here for that?" Daou asked and Offroad could hear the panic in his voice.
"You aren't, however," Offroad started standing from his desk. He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it randomly somewhere in the room towards the door, the same with his pants. "In the morning men are going to barge in here to collect you and if it doesn't look like I had you fuck my brains out all night long to the brink of exhaustion they will beat you before you head to the pit," Offroad finished explaining as he came to a stop in front of Daou.
"And how does one look the part?" Daou asked, staring hard at Offroads' stomach. Offroad knew his weekly workouts kept him very fit. His body had been lusted after by many.
"Show me your teeth," Offroad said, looking down at the man who smiled at him. "You know what I mean," Offroad sighed, unable to keep his eye roll in check. The alpha huffed before Offroad watched as his k9 teeth elongated. Offroad was quite impressed; they were long and strong.
"Bite me," Offroad instructed.
"What?" Daou asked, confused.
"Bite me in random places," Offroad told him.
"Why?" Daou asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"If you think for a second Harley isn't going to be one of those men who bust in here to collect you hoping to get a glimpse of me you are wrong," Offroad laughed, gripping the back of the alphas head by his short hair. "I have a reputation and disgustingly that man thinks he knows all about it, bite," Offroad said, pulling the man's head to his stomach.
Offroad gasped at the sensation of his teeth as they punctured his skin. His body shivered, when the alpha released his hip from his mouth, as his tongue lapped at the fresh wound. Offroad pulled the alpha's head to the other side of his body for him to bite there as well. Zigzagging Daous' head up his body as bite marks were left behind. Offroad felt Daou hesitate as his mouth hovered over his nipple. Offroad pulled his head closer and he immediately opened his mouth wide. Offroad could feel himself getting hard as his breath was becoming short and labored as he bit down.
"You look like a chew toy," Daou huffed as he released Offroads' nipple.
"Exactly, now my back," Offroad said, turning around.
