Fractured Alpha (BxB)

{Fourteen}

Alessio watched, with gold eyes, as Messiah spun Levy around on the gym floor draped in laminated wood.

Levy's hands sat on his waist, while Messiah's calloused hands laced his fingers through Levy's. On his black curls perched a golden crown and his eyes shone with mischief everytime he caught Alessio's reactions. His fists were clenched around the punch cup in his hand. A loud growl flew from Aleskei's throat at the sight of his mate embracing another.

Inside Messiah's head, Malik whines at the look of anger plastered on his Alpha's face.

Alessio, I swear if you don't- Before Aleskei was able to finish his threat, Alessio carelessly threw in his empty cup in the nearby thrash can.

Over to Messiah he stalked, the boy he was dancing with mere moments ago fading from existence, but to Alessio, he was reality.

He lightly gripped onto his arm. Anger radiated off the usually calm Alpha in waves.

Messiah trailed behind him. Malik frolicked inside his head, his fluffy, snow tail wagging. "Are you trying to piss me off? You're mine," he growled. Aleskei's rough voice bled into his and Messiah was even more aroused as a result. He wasn't sure why he was angry, but he looked as if he was about to pounce.

"Mine," Alessio repeated. His tongue trailed down Messiah's neck, halting at his collarbone, and suckling softly on his tanned skin. "You are fucking mine."

"Yours," Messiah breathed out huskily.

Onto the soft dirt shielded by the leafy canopy above Messiah pushed the boy adorned with honey-colored locks. A involuntary whine fell past his lips.

Between Messiah's calloused hands was the fabric of Alessio's unscathed, white shirt, as he roamed his body with his velvety tongue. Trickling through the cracks in the treetops were fractured beams of sunlight coloring Alessio's caramel skin in twilight shadows.

Flecks of lust bathed in his irises of the juxtaposing colors of chocolate brown and golden, his lips of pastel pink beneath his sinful tongue, and his cheeks flourished in a rose tint. Beneath hooded eyelids, his eyelashes kissed with an inky hue imprinted shadows onto his skin.

Rose petals of silky, pastel pink were peppered around him, kissed from the recent drizzle of rain. The mere sight of him nearly causes Messiah to moan. The rainwater in the air, mixed with the alluring scent of coconuts, reminded Messiah of his beautiful mate, who was basking in arousal. The fact that Messiah had this much of an effect on the Alpha made him smirk.

Slowly, Messiah slides off his sleek, black button-up and scoots closer to the beautiful masterpiece beneath him. Alessio glides his tongue over his bottom lip at the drool-worthy sight in front of him.

Exposed to him was each crevice of his taut muscles and his defined v-line. Testing the tranquil waters, Alessio trailed his tongue down his toned chest, leaving feverish kisses in his wake. "Jesus Christ," Messiah says in a husky voice. With a sultry smile on his face, he pulls Alessio closer to him. "I'm fucking yours." He nipped softly at the tender skin of his earlobe and began to suck on his skin. Alessio whined again, freely this time, and attempted to lead Messiah's hand into the waistband of his pants.

Messiah hummed, his voice an octave lower than usual and breathed near the Alpha's earlobe in a low, almost dominant, tone. "Beg for me, Alpha."

Alessio gasped when he felt himself gripped beneath his pants. "Messiah," he choked out.

Messiah's teeth clamped down on Alessio's swollen lips. "Did I ever tell you how unbelievably sexy you are?" Messiah waltzes his fingers across Alessio's back covered by fabric.

"Messiah," he gasped when Messiah began to move his hand up and down his shaft in a leisure motion.

His thumb brushed the hardened tip and he released a low groan. "Alessio," he drawled out, his voice almost a moan, and an Egyptian accent was woven through.

Alessio whimpered at the seductive touches. "Messiah, please."

"Please what? Tell me exactly what you want."

"I-I want you to.... dammit! I don't know what I want, Messiah. I just want you to fuck me," he murmurs. Aleskei rolls his eyes at the submissive behavior. Because Alessio didn't have his guard up, he pushed for control of their body, but didn't force a shift. He allowed his voice to combine with Alessio's.

"I want you to fulfill all of your sexual fantasies about me. I know you've had them, Messiah," he drawled out his name in an alluring voice and his pearly-white teeth scraped against his bottom lip. "I want to wrap your lips around you and moan your name. I want to deep throat you, take you as far down my throat as you'll go. Now, tell me what you want," he whispers.

Messiah smirks. "I want you to submit to me. I want to hear how much you want me." He leans down to his ear. "I have always wanted to dominate an Alpha. Is your father at your house?"

Alessio flushes crimson. "No, he won't be back home for another hour," but in reality, the words It's not like he gives a damn about me, anyway were moments away from gliding off his lips.

Messiah's eyes darken and flash golden momentarily. "That's perfect, baby boy."

Alessio's body heats up even more from the submissive nickname. "Baby boy?"

He floats over a grin. "Does that bother you?"

"No," he admits shyly.

Well, hey y'all! We're about to get a bit steamy in the next chapter. 🥵🙊🙈 Are you ready? Was fifteen too long to make you wait? Would you want to see more books like this, with the same and new characters? Do you like it when Alessio submits to Messiah, even though the former is an Alpha? Do you want to see the other characters in steamy scenes? Do you think I should make a book purely composed of them?