luxurious suite of a five-sta

really had a choice. It was either an attractive mafia

his

or after them, unbuttoning hi

tstand, a silent reminder of their dea

bed, watching Enzo pour himself a glass

d the room, filling every inch with strong coffee and earth, wrapping a

wn his thighs. The realization hits him-- En

in

his silent wolf is

ters, slamming the glass hard enough that it cr

g Julian's wrist hard enough

run. Not from this. He's scared and tr

ving him in just his jeans. Enzo follows, shedding his trouser

exposing pale skin and the delicate curve of his ass. "Your scent is so faint,

n's thigh. No prep, no mercy. He pushes his thighs apar

prude, when you're

himself roughly, and lines up, pus

t the pillows, the stretch burns like fire. He's untou

t," Enzo snarls, voice gravely. His pheromones surge, flooding the room, making Ju

Hard, punishing strokes that rock t

choing obscenely in the room. Julian bites the pillow to m

urs without pulling out. He angles his hips and

tears from his throat, unable to hold it in, body jolting w

g his head back. "Good little Omega,

ck onto every thrust. "You're so

uncontrollably at the rel

alistic-- faster, deeper, grinding against that spot inside J

te the roughness. Enzo reaches around, stroking him with calloused h

ecklace bounces against Julian's

g down on Julian's shoulder hard e

whispers, his mind a

orcing Julian wider. The pressure is unbearable but e

llows with a loud groan, flooding him deep, rutting through the orgasm in rough, un

ing him as he stays buried inside

avy breaths, the feral haze in his eyes cl

es... they'v

es even his own men--has settled into a low, calm hum. Enzo

the unstable feeling he has c

g back slightly, making Julian gasp. "One fuc

usted, and aching from the relentless pounding. His ho

ive him a new life, far away, before Enzo r

y stiffening inside his hole again, Julian real

s brush his ear, tone low and dange