Chapter 13

MATURE CONTENT WARNING🔞 SMUT BUT BETTER TO NOT SKIP. IMPORTANT CHAPTER FOR PLOT.

CONTROL. HUA YONG.

CONTROL.

They barely made it through the door before their lips found each other again. Lips reddened and bruised from hours of clashing.

Shao You was relentless in his endeavour. Primal.

Like a beast that had finally cornered its prey.

And Hua Yong, he barely resisted him.

His chest was already bruised from the countless times it fell victim to Shao You’s sharp claws on the way here. The car had been filled with so much heat and so was this room.

The more he tried to resist him, the more aggressive he got.

There was no stopping him at this point.

Shao You’s hand in his hair, on his chest, on his ass, around his neck.

Choking him. Branding him. Taming him.

Hua Yong didn’t think Shao You realized where they were or where they were going. He was so lost in the heat, fighting for dominance while simultaneously trying to rip the shirt of Hua Yong.

Hua Yong pulled back a little. “Slow down.” he rasped.

His thumb rubbed his bottom lip. Swollen. He put a hand between them only to have it swatted away.

Sharp fingers clawed at his shirt as the fine fabric got ripped off him in one swift motion and landed on the floor.

Cold air hit his skin. And he hissed.

Not from the pain. Nor the cold.

But from fighting off his own desire.

“Mine,” Shao You growled, not paying mind to his resistance.

His mouth crashed onto Hua Yong’s again. Sharper. Hungrier. With enough fervor to render him defenseless.

His hand went to grip the back of the enigma’s head, deepening the kiss.

Like he needed it to breathe.

Hua Yong hummed into the kiss, only a little light headed with the intensity and the speed with which Shao You’s hands explored his body.

His blood ran cold when those hands found his length and squeezed it.

“Mmngh,” he moaned bucking his hips forward. Sharp.

Desperate for more.

Like his body had a mind of its own.

Right there, by the door, they tangled. Grinding against each other. Scents tangling, tongues tangling.

Then it stopped. Entirely.

The kiss. The hands. Heavy breaths subsided.

Shao You pulled back from him, pausing to stare at him in the eyes. His eyes were glazed over, sweat beading on his forehead.

A deep sigh escaped his lips while Hua Yong remained pinned to the door, watching him.

And for a moment, Hua Yong thought Shao You might have come to his senses.

That he wouldn’t have to do what he was planning on.

No.

Because Shao You grabbed Hua Yong by the shoulders and flung him across the room in one swift motion.

It had been easy because the other man allowed him, his back hitting the front of a couch so hard the breath almost ceased from his lungs.

Then the maddened alpha was on him again.

Hua Yong only gave him a small reassuring smile when Shao You’s flushed face came into view above him.

“Ah, you’re so pretty,” he murmured.

Disheveled hair, red swollen lips and ripped through two piece suit.

That was his definition of pretty.

So pretty he didn’t mind the constant snarls and the heavy breaths hitting his face.

Shao You let out a slow, guttural grunt, glassy eyes gleaming with something dark. Half a second, half a second before it disappeared and Hua Yong was back at the alpha’s mercy.

Shao You dragged him across the room, pushing him round the corner.

Was this foreplay? Or just straight up abuse?

He enjoyed both.

Same.

Hua Yong concentrated on where they were heading instead. They stumbled into the hallway together, tangled around each other like a rope.

Shao You was way out of control by now. And even when the enigma did his best to counter with his own pheromones, it felt like fighting off ten more alphas.

His rut made him stronger. Much more aggressive. Unyielding.

Totally different from his premature rut, far different from the Shao You he knew.

Shao You slammed him against the side of the wall, knocking the air out of his lungs.

“Ah-” the sound vibrated in his chest, a smirk tugged at his lip, allowing himself a few seconds more of submission. “Shao You–“

Shao You’s hands went to his waist, groaning in frustration when his belt wouldn’t come off as easily as the shirt did. He resorted to unbuckling the belt holding his pants up. His fingers worked fast, sloppy with precision.

Like he had done this many times.

He hadn’t.

Hua Yong knew that.

The belt finally came off and Shao You wrenched it across the room. Hua Yong’s eyes followed it and watched it land with a thud exactly where he was going.

The last door at the end of the hallway.

Just a few doors more, he thought as Shao You’s teeth found his bare chest again. He bit him. Hard.

So hard it drew blood out.

Hua Yong looked down at his chest, then back up at Shao You as an unimpressed tsk tore out of his throat.

However, instead of stopping him, Hua Yong’s hand fisted his hair, guiding him to leave marks on every part of his exposed torso.

Shao You’s teeth found a spot right above the waistband of his slacks, sank his teeth into the fragile flesh and pulled.

Hua Yong trembled, back arching off the wall.

He gasped out, eyes finding the ceiling up ahead. It rolled back into his head, squeezing shut. The pain, he loved every second of it.

The pressure pooling in his core. His skin stinging from bite and claws. His lips back between Shao You’s teeth.

Sucking on it.
Biting on it.
Chewing on it.

And by this time, he had half a mind to not stop this. To want this just as much as the alpha who ravished with skin.

Half a mind.

The other half kicked in just as he was about to lose his sense to pleasure.

His eyes snapped open at once. Shao You’s mouth was on his neck, gnawing at the skin. Hands on his dick, rubbing his length. Foot on his, grounding him in place.

“I want you,” he groaned. “I want you.”

Hua Yong’s breath caught in his throat.

It was too much to handle.

At this point, the rut induced alpha was close to having his way with him.

And he might let him.

NO WAY. He gritted his teeth, forcing self control.

I’m an s class alpha, Mr. Hua. No matter what, I’m going to be bothered by such things.

That was it.

His hands found the other man’s, flipping him over his shoulder in one swift motion.

An unaware growl tore from his throat as he dangled down broad shoulders. Shao You clawed and kicked as he got carried down the hallway.

His nails dug into Hua Yong’s back. “Let me go,” he growled.

Hua Yong took short, unrushed strides, like he was in no hurry. He broke into a grin at the dull stinging sensation hitting his back.

His palm came up to spank his bottom, hard, pulling a broken whimper out of him. “Behave.” he murmured.

Then he kicked open the door to the last room open, stepping into it with the alpha still flung over his shoulder like a dead weight.

Dimmed lights spilled over them.

Gaze locked on the bed, he crossed the room and paused at the foot.

A blow landed square in his jaw, and he bit his tongue. His grip loosened for merely half a second before tightening again on Shao You who tried to wriggle free.

He bared his teeth at the failed attempt. Frustrated.

One arm occupied, Hua Yong’s other arm shot up to rub his jaw. Slow. He smirked into the metallic tang coating his tongue.

Ouch.

His tone dropped. Like he was talking to a naughty child.

“Not nice, Shao You,” his grin grew wider.

A primal hiss.

Then the alpha swung again at him, only this time Hua Yong caught his fist and brought them to his lips.

“Trust me,” he said, and kissed them.

Not rushed. Not desperate. A silent promise in the middle of chaos.

Shao You melted into it for half a second. Then his eyes snapped open when he was already halfway down.

Realization hit too late.

His back hit the bed, wood quaking under his immense weight.

Metal clanged.

He didn’t have enough time to react as Hua Yong climbed on him.

He shoved at his hard chest, a growl tearing from his throat. “No-“

It rumbled in his chest sending a prickle down Hua Yong’s spine.

“Don’t fight it,” Hua Yong’s  own pheromones spilled out, thick and heavy. Not for seduction. Seeking to dominate.

Shao You’s pupil blew wide as the scent slowly enveloped them whole. His fight turned sluggish. Breathing hard. The growl died into a whimper as the orchid scented suppressant hit his bloodstream.

“No-” he whined, still reaching for him.

But Hua Yong didn’t stop.

He couldn’t stop.

Guilt twisted his stomach as he grabbed Shao You’s left wrist and locked the cuff on. Then the right. He did the same to his feet.

Locking them to the bedposts.

Shao You blinked up at him, dazed. Betrayal swam in his dark gaze. “Why-” the word ripped from his throat.

The space seemed to shrink, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

Hua Yong inched closer, on his knees, threading a hand through Shao You’s soft hair. Once. Twice.

He did it a few more times until he had himself under control.

“I want it more than anything else,” he whispered, pushing the strands away from his eyes. “But not like this.”

His eyes dragged across Shao You’s body, lingered a beat too long on his crotch, then snapped back to his face.

Shao You was already looking into his eyes, expression blank.

The chains rattled. He slumped back against the pillows, rut making him snarl even as his body went limp.

“Not again.”

Shao You blinked again.

Not a thought behind those eyes. He had stopped fighting but Hua Yong knew better than to believe him.

At the first chance, he’d break free.

Hua Yong let out a sigh. He edged further away from the lust-filled eyes that wouldn’t tear away from his.

It was like a test to see how much restraint he had.

If he could go all the way.

Or just half ass it again and give in to the rut induced alpha who wanted more than to break him right now.

Because the truth, he never really knew how to say no to him.

This was hard.

“I’m going to make love to you, Shao You. But when you’re in your senses and want me just as much.” he said, like he wouldn’t throw sanity out if Shao You continued to look at him like that.

Like he didn’t mind.

With those eyes.

Those fuck me, wreck me, have me, eyes.

Those dangerous eyes.

Like he had zero fight more left in him.

Hua Yong sat on the bed beside him, chained hand in his own, rubbing circles on them.

There would be an occasional burst of strength here and there and the hammered alpha would try to struggle.

But those were irrelevant and his will was starting to die down pretty fast.

After a while, Hua Yong got up, slowly letting go of the hands that were warmer than the sun.

He stared down Shao You who still had the same dark intensity in his eyes, for a while.

Like he was trying to drink him in while he still could.

Then he turned away. Hua Yong didn’t look back. The door clicked shut after him.

On the other side, Shao You growled and the bed frame screamed.

Hua Yong pressed his forehead against the cold wood of the door. The thumping in his chest died

“Forgive me, Shao You.”
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Put smut warning only to not give any smut. Yeah, that’s me : ) Sue me.

Hua Yong’s character development in less than a day is so ughhh! Shao You in rut just triggers my cuteness aggression I might just be a fury (joking).

That aside, we’re coming to the end of this one very soon. 8-10 chapters I said but look at me. SMH.

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