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.” 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!