Sugarlitics

Alpha Derrick's long life plan was to kill that traitor that destroyed his family as well as everyone in his lineage for revenge.

But he couldn't.

Not when that blue eyed boy made his heart race faster than it ever could.

Not when his hands refused to stay off his body.

Not when he wants him constantly beneath him, moaning his name.

But what can he do when that blue-eyed boy is that traitors only son?
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“You're a monster,” Nathan spat, his eyes blazing with hatred as he took a step back.

Derrick's smile was cold and calculated as he moved forward step by step until Nathan was finally trapped between himself and the wall with nowhere to run. 

He could hear Nathan's heartbeat skyrocket in his chest, and his smile widened. “Oh, is that so?” he drawled. “But you sure as hell didn't think so when you were screaming my name, did you?”

Derrick's hands slid down Nathan's chest, his fingers tracing the curves of his body. He could feel him react and shiver to his touch. Nathan's eyes flashed with anger, but Derrick could see the desire burning beneath.

His lips brushed against Nathan's ear, his breath hot and sensual. Nathan moaned involuntarily, but Derrick heard it and his smile grew wider.

“There, just like that,” Derrick whispered, his voice low and husky. “Let me hear you scream out the name of the man you hate.”

The Enemy’s Son (BL)

"Don't waste my time, Nathan," Derrick demanded, his voice thick with authority and impatience.

My fingers trembled slightly as I reached for the zipper of his pants. I could feel his eyes boring into me, watching every movement like a predator eyeing his prey. The sound of the zipper echoed in the quiet room—loud and intimate. I freed him from the confines of his pants, swallowing hard as his cock sprang free—already hard, heavy, and pulsing.

I lowered my head, my breath brushing against the heated skin of his shaft. My tongue darted out, giving him a slow, teasing lick from base to tip, tasting his desire. His body twitched in response, a low growl escaping his throat as his hand tangled in my hair, guiding me closer.

Inside Me