Right Person, Wrong Way?

[AGUST]

"You killed wolves, Agust, you murdered my kind. Is that why you brought me here to leave them all powerless because you knew I would fight for them? You didn't want someone interfering with your great plan of racial cleansing? Is that it?

"Your father must have really been proud of you and who you have become," Alpha Park said, right as a table flew past his ears, making the Alpha shriek. He hadn't been expecting that and honestly, he wasn't sure why that had triggered the devil.

Staring at the fuming Lycan king, Alpha Park took a step back. He wasn't surprised at the violence that came so easily to this king. He already knew that Agust was the devil himself, but he hadn't thought that he would be this mad.

'Was his father a sore subject for him?' Alpha Park asked himself as the king walked closer to him, determined to close the distance between them. It would have been sweet and all if the man didn't look like he wanted to murder him.

The werewolf could smell his scent changing and his pants leaking for the king, and he was sure that Agust knew that too, but that wasn't the issue at the moment. The pure fury on the king's face was. Perhaps this time he would really kill him, right?

"Careful sweetheart, killing you might sound like the best idea right now," Agust seethed, as he breathed his erasthai in. Funny how the same man who calmed him down, had the ability to infuriate him as much. 

"Do it then. What are you waiting for?" the alpha taunted as he looked at the king who was glaring at him. Perhaps this was the only way he would be free of Agust, yeah? Especially now that he had accepted the damn mate bond. 

How the fuck was he even supposed to get out of a bond he had given into because he had been scared shitless of the monsters outside the devil's gate? Would he be excused by the deities for making a rash decision?

Would he ever be able to take it back?

"Are you sure you want that, Jiminie?" the king asked, his voice husky as he cupped the alpha's ass, casually bouncing them in his hands and pinching like it was the best of things. The king then pulled his Jiminie closer to his already hard cock. 

He knew what that would do to Jiminie, so he wasn't surprised when the very naked alpha let out a moan in response. There was slick dripping down Jiminie's thighs and Agust smirked as he pushed his finger into the alpha's ass.

"Ngh," Jiminie whimpered as he struggled to keep himself mad at the king because he knew if he gave in to what Agust wanted, he would never be able to get the answers from this man, but fuck, the finger in his ass was driving him nuts.

"You were saying something, Jiminie," Agust whispered in Jiminie's ear as he nibbled that same ear, making the alpha arch himself closer to the king. Agust was rock hard and Jiminie was dripping wet for him.

"Please," Jiminie begged and the king chuckled, as he moved his finger in Jiminie's ass slowly fucking the pretty alpha while they stood in the middle of the huge bedroom. Perhaps it was a good thing they had all the space in the world.

"You're supposed to be the strongest werewolf alive, and you're begging in my arms, oh baby. Tell me, please what?" Agust taunted as he truths his finger faster into the alpha's ass, before he added as second and third finger in one go.

He knew it would overwhelm the alpha and mess his senses for a while and that was what he needed. He needed the pretty little thing exhausted and sleeping, not out there trying to figure out who the fuck Agust murdered, not that Agust would ever tell him.

"Please… More. Give me more," Jiminie begged and the king gave him just that. He fucked the alpha's pink ass with his hands, while he captured the alpha's mouth with his, swallowing Jiminie's moans like he didn't want anyone to hear them.

But then they were alone in the castle, right?

"Shit, you're dripping, a lot, my beautiful," Agust said when he felt how wet the alpha was. He was tempted to touch the alpha's cunt and give him more pleasure but instead, Agust pulled his fingers out, and released Jiminie from his hold.

"What… No… Please," Jiminie begged, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at the king who was staring at him with a smirk on his face. 

"As much as I would want to stay and what you beg for more, I have werewolves to kill, my beautiful. I wouldn't want my Lycans thinking that I stopped killing wolves just because I got a pretty cock warmer in my palace now, hmm?

"But worry not, Jiminie, we can always continue this when I come back later and fuck you like you want me to," Agust said as he captured Jiminie's nipple in his mouth, sucking, and nibbling as if there was any mink there.

He paid no attention to the tears that were rolling down the lust-filled alpha who was fighting everything in him not to respond to the king's touch, but then he had accepted the bond, which meant that pleasure was something he could hold back on.

"Oh baby, please don't cry. I'll finger you then. Please don't cry," Agust teased as he spread his little alpha's legs, which opened voluntarily for him. He then rubbed Jiminie's clit, soliciting a frustrated moan from the alpha.

Agust knew the alpha was mad at him and wanted him to stop, but he couldn't do that at the moment. Not when he loved how the nipples felt in his mouth, or even how wet the alpha was for him. 

He had wanted to punish Jiminie for being defiant yesterday, but as it was, he would reconsider the punishment, because the more he sucked on Jiminie's tits, the more the alpha dripped, and his scent filled the room, fucking Agust up even more. 

"I will punish you some other day, but for now, I suppose I can eat you out, huh?" Agust said not even waiting for Jiminie's response as he fucked his fingers into the pretty alpha's cunt. 

Agust could hear the alpha beg him to stop, to not go through with this because he didn't want to, not today, but then there was no stopping. The alpha was here to please him and not voice his concerns or anything. 

He was the king's pet and the sooner he realized that, the sooner they got over the alpha pretending not to like what Agust was doing for him;

Especially when his cunt was pulsing and his thighs were shaking from the endless orgasms the king had been giving him with his fingers, and his mouth latched on the alpha's clit. 

At the seventh orgasm, Jiminie's cunt was swollen, his body was covered in scratches and the king's face was covered in the alpha's cum. He loved it and he wasn't complaining.

"I hate you, Agust. I hate you so much," Jiminie said as his legs wobbled when Agust released him from the hold he had been in for a while now. 

"Your hate doesn't compare to the hate I feel for my father, Jiminie."