Broken Bond: Between Chapter 233 - 19: Be with you [M]

Chapter 233: Chapter 19: Be with you [M]

Steve quickly ran to Nathaniel and snatched the washing machine like a re ball. "Sir, you should take Mr. Arden away from here. The pheromones of three alphas must be making it hard for him. I will take care of this matter."

"Very well. Make sure that this bastard won’t get away with this," Nathaniel answered as he pulled Killian up. His face darkened when he saw the bruises on his wrists.

Killian’s body was weakened but upon contact with whom he believed was his fated partner, his pheromones surged up, and Nathaniel noticed it. He quickly carried Killian out of the unit and headed to his car.

Thankfully, it was already dark, so they didn’t bump into soone.

Nathaniel pursed his lips, his jaw clenched and his knuckles whitened from the tight grip on the steering wheel. He was holding back. For so weak pheromones that Killian emitted, he was riled up.

For a dominant like him, this number of pheromones doesn’t affect him normally, but for so reason, he found himself barely holding his senses together. They arrived at his house, a mansion on the outskirts of the central district which so parts were still under construction.

Killian was writhing in his seat, clutching his body from pain. He imdiately carried him to another room’s bathroom and settled him down on the tub. He filled the tub with cold water without undressing the oga’s clothes.

Nathaniel feared that if he did, the last thread of reason he was barely holding onto would snap.

"Sir...Steve..." Killian mumbled, reaching out for the alpha.

Nathaniel walked away. That na woke him up. He should not do it with Killian, not when he’s in heat like this. He wasn’t in his right mind, so Nathaniel should be the sane one.

He grabbed a towel from the cabinet and put it beside the tub, then he made sure that the water was cold enough to calm Killian down.

"P—Please...sir...ngh..."

Nathaniel sighed. He could see the pain in the oga’s eyes. He grew up in a noble family, whose duty was instilled in his mind from a very young age. His family must only produce dominant alphas, to preserve the bloodline.

Due to this, his partners in bed have always been carefully picked by his parents. He spent his rut with dominant ogas to quickly end the cycle, as alphas don’t give what alphas in ruts crave. But that’s all, he was forbidden to procreate with an oga, as there would be a fifty percent chance of having an oga child.

Thus, he had never seen or touched an oga in heat. It was much more dangerous than just sleeping with an oga during his rut. Killian was in heat, and ogas in heat were more likely to get pregnant.

He didn’t want to put Killian in that tough spot.

He wanted him, if ever that this fever dream they shared, was to be discovered and end, to walk away without any trace of him left.

Even if there are ways to prevent pregnancy during intercourse, Nathaniel did not want to risk it.

"Sir...p-please...touch ...please...it’s hurts so much..."

Nathaniel shook his head. "No. You’re only like this because of the heat, but I’m sure you’re not yet ready to do this with . Take a cold bath, Killian. I’ll be waiting outside."

"No...sir...ngh...why are you leaving...?"

Nathaniel closed the door behind him. He let out a deep breath, noticing the bulge in his lower region. He ran his hand over his face out of frustration. He stepped away from the door and stood by the windows, calming himself down.

After a few minutes of silence, he decided to call Steve. "How did it go?"

"I called the police, sir. He admitted to giving Mr. Arden heat-inducing chocolates to see for himself if he was really an oga, as Mr. Arden claims him to be. Apparently, he didn’t believe the records and was certain that Mr. Arden was just pretending to hook ogas to him."

"How absurd."

"Indeed, sir. The police have taken him away, and I also filed cases against him," Steve replied.

"Good. Don’t involve Killian in it. Just make sure that man will be punished according to law," Nathaniel said. "And...find

a place...one with strict security but not too expensive."

"Is the place for Mr. Arden, sir?"

"Yes."

"Will do, sir," Steve glanced around at the small unit Killian lived. He understood why the chairman wanted a not-so-expensive one since the oga would probably decline it. "May I ask where I can see you, sir?"

"Just... et

in the office in... a few days. I’ll call you when I’ll go, and make sure to handle Killian’s sudden absence." Nathaniel ended the call after that. He sighed again, relieved that the call sohow helped him calm down.

But his relief was short-lived when he heard a crash inside the bathroom. He ran to the room with panic.

"Killian!" Nathaniel saw Killian on the floor, curled and breathing hard. Naked and erect.

Killian was relentlessly jerking off himself. Water splashed everywhere and his body was still dripping with water. If he stayed on the cold floor like that, he might catch a cold. Nathaniel was at the edge, the rope he was holding onto was getting thinner by the second.

Killian looked up at him, his eyes begging and his lips were quivering.

Nathaniel walked closer. As soon as he was within reach, Killian grabbed his hand and pulled him down. Killian quickly positioned himself atop him, rubbing his nakedness to his clothes.

"Killian, wait..." Nathaniel pushed the oga away for a bit, but his lips were captured in an instant.

Nathaniel’s mind went hazy. He was the alpha, but he felt devoured by an oga instead. His body, which was dressed, was now completely exposed. The coldness and wetness of the floor seeped through the fabric and to his skin, but Killian’s burning touches washed them away.

Before he knew it, Killian was already down on him, unbuckling his belt. In a swift motion, he freed his angry mber, swaying up and hard, standing proud and noble, despite the obvious vein surrounding it.

"Killian Arden, just wait—hmph!"

Nathaniel’s voice was muffled by his own gasp when Killian took all of him in his mouth without hesitation. His head jerked from the sensation. When Killian pulled up, leaving his shaft exposed, his hands would rub them up and down, while his lips would play with his tip. When he swallowed him whole again, his hands would be busy playing with his balls instead.

It was a sensation Nathaniel never felt before.

He was an alpha, yes, but because of his upbringing, the way he engaged in those sexual acts was always reserved and direct, as if having sex was just his duty he needed to fulfill. But Killian made him feel different.

Not only because he was the one being pleasured, but the fact that those actions, those unhinged looks, and ragged gasps coming from him, were beginning to unleash sothing he kept reeled inside.

"Nathaniel, we alphas are called dominant because we are different from any others. We must not act like a beast losing its reason, not in any given situation."

Those words replayed in his head, but gradually the voice was drowned by the squelching noises Killian was making. His hands and lips beca faster and hotter, he sucked as if he didn’t need to breathe, and Nathaniel finally end up releasing it in his mouth.

"Killian...you..."

Killian swallowed. His throat bobbed up and down, his eyes half-lidded as if savoring sothing very delicious, and the way he licked his cum-covered fingers made it seem like it was sothing precious, that not even a drop should be wasted.

Killian looked at Nathaniel with those brownish eyes, his cheeks tinted red, his face wet from the dripping water from his hair, and his lips moist from that sticky fluid, and traces of them lingered on the edge, along with an impish grin Nathaniel had never seen.

When the oga’s hands reached his erect mber again, Nathaniel finally jumped from the edge. Throwing away his worries. Whether he landed on a rocky surface underneath, or a bed of flowers, he no longer cared.

All he knew was, that he wanted to breed this oga, co what may.