(BL)Alpha Made Chapter 515: New goals (suggestive)

Maxwell’s heat reached a fever pitch when he was about to head into a eting with a fellow CEO. Thankfully, Maxwell’s secretary team had warned the upcoming etings that he could potentially be cancelling them due to his upcoming heat.

That ant, the CEO, who was a beta, was more understanding as Maxwell failed to show up to their eting and was whisked away from the company with a beta driver to Andrew’s waiting arms back at their house.

Andrew was just glad that it was a beta, and not an alpha or true alpha CEO that he had been eting with. Thankfully, even though Ellis was on bedrest rather suddenly, he was making sure that even from his ho he was looking out for Maxwell.

It was a sudden thing, Ellis being put on bedrest. He wasn’t far along, but sothing wasn’t developing properly. Ellis seed rather confused by it all, but Richard knew exactly what it was. The plug wasn’t as thick as was normal, so there was a chance that it could endanger the baby. That was a rather worrying thing to hear from Richard, but they had a team of Doctors on it, checking on him. It just ant that Ellis was bedbound so as not to damage the baby and he was on a rather fiber rich diet as well.

No forcing, no pushing, nothing. Richard was going to make sure that Ellis was safe, and the little one inside of him was safe. The baby was healthy beyond the plug being weak, so there was hope.

With that said, the secretary team had really stepped up in his physical absence. Andrew was notified by their joint ’secretary’ number that Maxwell was on his way ho and in heat. That gave Andrew enough ti to prepare everything that they would need, not that they were far out of his reach.

Andrew wasn’t an idiot, and neither was Maxwell. He’d been cautious, but this eting, and a few of the others, had been rather important to him. He wanted to see if he could get through them. This was the last of a few etings that he wanted to get done before his heat hit. He’d almost made it.

Andrew was outside in his slippers, waiting for Maxwell’s arrival with baited breath as he watched the familiar black car stop at the gates down the hill, get clearance, and whip up the winding road to Andrew and Maxwell’s house. Andrew nearly took off running to get to the back door of the car, yanking it open and pulling his Maxwell out of the interior of the car.

Maxwell was flushed, his scent potent and clawing as the door opened. He was like a limp noodle, going into Andrew’s arms easily.

"Baby?" Maxwell asked, his voice rough, his breathing labored. Andrew swallowed before he softened his voice, his arms tight around the man.

"I’m here, Angel. It’s , Andy. You’re ho now." Andrew told him and felt the man relax further. It broke him that Maxwell trusted him that much.

"Oh good." Maxwell muttered, before reaching out weak arms and wrapping them around Andrew. He pulled himself closer and inhaled, pulling Andrew’s scent that responded to Maxwell’s heat pheromones readily. Maxwell let out a soft, low groan. "You sll so good." Maxwell breathed and Andrew knew his face was warm.

While they were safe, they were still in the front yard of their house, with the driver sent by his company still in the car, and their guards around. Andrew glanced around, not catching a single eye from anyone.

They weren’t looking at him, but all of them were smirking. Andrew sighed. At least he knew they were loyal, but it was clear that they were all enjoying the show.

"Let’s get my precious fiancé into our house, hmm?" Andrew said, speaking to just Maxwell and ignoring the rest. Maxwell let out a soft sigh of bliss.

"Okay." Andrew hated that others were seeing him like this, but it was tempered by the fact that he knew the people around them cared deeply for Andrew and Maxwell and would put their lives on the line to keep them safe.

That was protecting them from the fury that was a pulse in Andrew’s throat. The true alpha desire to keep this sweet creature just for himself.

Andrew carried Maxwell up to the front door, doing his best not to growl at the guard, the head guard, who stepped in and opened the door for him so that he didn’t have to shift Maxwell in his arms.

"I’m mated, rember, Dr. Knox?" The guard reminded him softly, carefully. Andrew didn’t like that he needed to be reminded, but at the sa ti, he appreciated it. Andrew gave the guard a nod, stepped into the house and heard the door close behind him and the front door lock. Andrew glanced back, made sure that was the case, and let out a sigh.

Now, it was just the sweet, delicious slling man in his arms that he needed to worry about.

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Maxwell had Andrew pinned against a tiled wall in their shower, his fingers thrust into Andrew’s hair as he kissed the man frantically. It was like he was starving, and he couldn’t get enough of Andrew’s tongue. It was a hot ss of colliding tongues, lips and teeth.

Andrew barely had ti to breathe with how forceful Maxwell was, and his cock was firm and at the ready for the tiny, needy way that Maxwell was rubbing their lengths against each other. It wasn’t intentional by any ans, but Andrew felt like his brain was going to short circuit.

This was a slightly different version of Maxwell in his heat, and Andrew was thrilled that Maxwell was being so vulnerable with him. Even if it ant that Andrew was at the rcy of the other man. Not unlike several of the encounters Andrew had had with the man thus far. Maxwell was kissing him like he was the one in charge, like he was the one who was going to dictate things.

Not like the man who was whimpering and begging for cum. Maxwell was behaving as if he wanted cum, but he was going to be the one to go and get it. It was a slight concern to Andrew, since he didn’t want the man pouncing on him too far and trying to slide Andrew’s cock inside of him, bare and afraid.

It was a very sincere fear, since they had just started doing the work to make Maxwell more fertile and his ability to carry a pregnancy easier. Andrew did not want to start that attempt too soon. He was already panicking that Maxwell’s fitting next week was going to be a disaster.

"Mine." Maxwell growled, pulling back so that he could catch his breath. Andrew’s heavy breaths filled the air as the blue-eyed vixen scanned him, clearly pleased with what he was seeing. He scooped up under Andrew’s pec, giving it a squeeze. "Mine." He growled again, before he lowered his head to nip at the exposed nipple on Andrew’s chest.

Andrew tilted his head back, his chest still heaving from the frantic way he’d been kissing Maxwell back, matching the other man’s passionate embrace. This mont was only a slight reprieve, his breath being held for different reasons as Maxwell nipped and sucked at Andrew’s chest.

Maxwell was not sparing him his teeth in the slightest. When Maxwell released his hair to slide his hand down to Andrew’s cock? God, Andrew was weak in the knees as he let Maxwell pin him to the wall and play with his body. He didn’t even protest as the man slid down to his knees, licking and sucking on the cock before him.

Those dangerous, foggy blue eyes watched Andrew’s every move, and Maxwell responded to every little sound that escaped his lips. Andrew felt pinned, hunted by so great predator.

This was nothing like the previous heats that Andrew had shared with Maxwell, and a shiver ran down his spine. Everything was confird when Maxwell slid his hand up and around to Andrew’s ass, giving it a squeeze after he’d sucked the soul out of Andrew and he was recovering himself, his knotted cock on full display.

Maxwell was licking his lips free of the cum he’d swallowed, looking like a sex god.

"I want to make a baby." Maxwell told him and Andrew felt panic fill him.

"Uh, Maxy, Angel, we can’t-"

"Are you going to let impregnate you?" Maxwell asked and Andrew’s brain stopped working. Impregnate...him? Maxwell wanted to get Andrew pregnant?

Andrew’s head was spinning as he stared down at the man who was rubbing his cheek against Andrew’s thick, knotted cock like he didn’t understand the issue. Like the fact that the cock had a knot in it didn’t register anything to him.

Andrew’s breath left him and it took him a few monts to gather it back inside of him, along with his thoughts.

"You...want to make a baby?" Andrew asked slowly, and Maxwell nodded, going all sweet and gushy.

"I want one with your eyes." He said and Andrew’s cock throbbed. Ah hell, that was so fucking cute, in and out of the current context.

"I would like that too." Andrew whispered, and watched as Maxwell’s smile reached his dazed gaze. "But, uh, we said we wouldn’t, Maxy, rember?" Andrew said and Maxwell gave a very serious nod in return, rubbing his lips against Andrew’s cock.

"You’re worried about ." Maxwell said and Andrew nodded. Maxwell’s grin grew. "You said nothing about you getting pregnant." He countered and Andrew felt his mouth open and close.

The sound of the shower still going filled the air as Andrew realised that while Maxwell was able to think about things logically, there were just so that were not going to connect.

Andrew took a deep breath in, held it for five seconds, and then exhaled.

Fuck it. Why not? Let’s try to get Andrew pregnant. It would be fun trying at the very least.