Hated By The Alpha-Chapter 221: Aftermath

​Leon’s eyes slowly opened, mind a little fuzzy, and body slightly aching, especially... the backside.

The curtains were still closed, so the sun wasn’t bothering his eyes. He liked the whole cosy feeling he was getting that morning.

However, as he tried to stretch his aching body slowly, he realised that the warm, sweet, and cosy feeling was coming from someone behind him.

He realised that he was tightly pulled against someone’s front, someone who was naked, and he could feel that he was naked, too.

He didn’t panic. He closed his eyes and forced his fuzzy brain to recall what had happened last night.

Why was he naked in bed with Mark? Why was he sweetly snuggled in Mark’s arms?

And when his brain provided him with answers, he blushed hard.

"Damn it..." he muttered.

He did it. He finally did it with Mark.

And... he kinda liked it.

The voice in his head won, after all; he was glad he listened to it. If not, he would have never known how heavenly it felt to be with Mark. It was the best sex he’s had.

Unhurried. Honest. Consenting. Respect. Tenderness. And, above all... Mark confessed to love for him.

Leon bit his lower lip. Who would have thought that a man like himself would be willing to get babied by another; but, damn... it felt good. He loved this shit, and he felt loved.

It might be the mate bond, but at that particular moment, Leon didn’t want to leave Mark’s arms... ever.

He wished Mark could wake up and shower him with kisses from those sexy lips, and maybe, make love to him again.

Was this what he’d been missing?

He suddenly frowned, recalling that he was drunk last night. He was going to have fun with that point.

"Good morning, my prince," Mark’s groggy voice whispered sleepily behind Leon, pulling him impossibly closer to himself.

Leon closed his eyes the moment Mark pulled him in and kissed his neck. He curled his toes, feeling those delicious tingles travel down his spine.

Mark sensed his quietness and got a little scared. He hoped he wasn’t about to be rejected for what he did last night. It would break him.

He couldn’t let go now, not after his wolf had gone through the first phase of bonding with his mate, rejecting them now would literally break them.

"Are you alright? Are you hurting?" Mark asked tenderly, his hand smoothly caressing Leon’s shoulder down to his sides before he slowly slid it behind his waist.

"Does it hurt?" Mark whispered as his hand slid down to cup Leon’s ass.

Leon gasped softly, holding himself back from softly moaning. He wasn’t ready to give Mark a pass, maybe a little more push and pull to see the frustration in Mark’s face.

"I’m fine," Leon replied and moved to slip out of Mark’s arms.

"Baby," Mark gently pulled Leon back and pressed him back on the bed, getting above him.

"What?" Leon asked innocently.

Mark stared into his eyes and caressed his face, "You’re just going to leave the bed like that? No morning kisses?" He questioned and slowly lowered his face to Leon’s, but he never got a kiss.

Leon placed a hand over Mark’s mouth, frowning, "What are you doing? Remember our rule, no sex, right?" He raised a brow.

Mark turned bewildered, "Huh?" He blinked in shock.

"You... you really don’t remember? And, and... your body doesn’t feel different?" Mark asked, sounding disappointed.

Leon nodded, "Yes."

Mark’s ego as a man and a wolf was bruised.

He sighed and slowly rolled away from Leon, sitting up on his side of the bed and closing his eyes.

’So everything is forgotten...’ Mark thought sadly.

His confession, their shared sweet moments, the way their bodies had felt when joined, the meaningful gazes, the cuddling, the love they felt in embracing each other; everything was gone with the alcohol

Leon stared at Mark’s disappointed figure, guilt eating him up from the inside.

He moved closer to Mark, kicking the sheet off their bodies. He placed a hand on Mark’s stomach, causing Mark to look at him.

He saw the way Mark’s eyes slowly ran over his naked body, causing heat to pool up in his lower abdomen.

"It’s fine. Do you want to eat something?" Mark questioned.

Leon licked his lips, giving Mark a heated gaze, his hand sliding up Mark’s chest, "How about I eat you?" He asked, voice passing as a whisper.

Mark froze, staring at Leon with different shades of shock and confusion passing through his eyes.

"What do you mean, Leon? Does this mean you remember?" Mark asked, hope shining through his eyes.

Leon shrugged, "I see we’re naked, Mark. So, I guess something happened last night," his hand lowered, to Mark’s shaft.

Mark drew in a sharp breath and held Leon’s hand, "Leon, stop. Don’t do this if you can’t even remember what happened between us last night. It’s not fair to me." He said, taking Leon’s hand away.

Leon stared at Mark’s face, pouting, "So, you don’t want me? Your mate?" He asked, already turning away.

Mark grabbed his hand, drawing him back, "What did you say?" He asked, disbelief crossing his eyes.

"Maybe if you fucked me harder I would have remembered from the aftermath pain, I guess that’s why I forgot what we did," Leon whispered against Mark’s lips.

Mark’s face lit up, he wrapped his arm around Leon and pulled him closer, "You naughty Prince. You almost gave me a heart attack." He chuckled, rubbing the tip of his nose on Leon’s.

"Point of correction, we didn’t fuck..." he asked and stared into Leon’s eyes, "I made love to you, it’s not supposed to hurt," Mark whispered.

Leon rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say." He said and surprised Mark by claiming his lips in a hot kiss.

He had run out of patience waiting for Mark to kiss him, he needed to feel those lips on his.

​Mark was shocked at first, but after a few seconds, he delved his tongue into Leon’s mouth, kissing him hungrily.

​Leon moaned, pressing closer to Mark and tangling his fingers in his hair. ’God! This... I crave this!’ He thought before easing his warm tongue into Mark’s sweet, addictive mouth.

The kiss deepened, a hungry dance of their tongues, exploring every crevice.

Leon moved like lightning, straddling Mark and his hips instinctively bucked forward, grinding against Mark’s, a silent plea for more.

He could taste Mark — a heady mix of mint and pure, unadulterated desire — and it ignited a fire in his veins.

His fingers tightened in Mark’s hair, tugging gently, urging him closer still as soft whimpers escaped his throat, lost in the passionate onslaught. Mark’s hands found Leon’s waist, gripping him tightly, pulling their bodies flush together until not an inch of space remained between them. It was a kiss that promised everything and held nothing back.

Leon pulled away slightly, breathless, "How does it feel? Getting a French kiss from a French?" He asked seductively, grinding his hips slowly against Mark’s.

Mark’s eyes glowed, his hands holding Leon’s waist. He leaned his head in and sucked on Leon’s neck, kissing him all over, "Out of the world, I could die now and not regret it," he winked at Leon.

Leon chuckled and leaned in as if he wanted to kiss Mark but he stuck out his tongue and swiped it across Mark’s lips, biting his lower lip when he heard Mark’s growl.

"I can deliver a deeper French kiss to something else," He whispered against Mark’s lips and smiled suggestively.

Mark drew in a sharp breath, "You know you don’t have to -"

"Shh, spread your legs, Mate," Leon slid lower and held Mark’s knees, pulling them apart and moving up between his legs.

"I want to," He whispered and kissed Leon shortly.

Mark’s hand was cupping Leon’s face as it lowered to his nipple, gasping as Leon’s lips covered around his nipple, sucking it gently.

Mark’s thumb caressed Leon’s cheeks, biting his lower lip as Leon’s tongue rolled and lapped on his nipple.

"Ahh..." Mark moaned, raking his hand through his hair.

"God, I love it when you moan," Leon grunted.

"Let’s hear more of that, love," Leon whispered, his eyes locked on Mark as he lowered his mouth to his shaft.

"Fuck..." Mark’s eyes fluttered shut the moment Leon’s tongue swiped over his tip, licking off his pre-cum.

He threw his head back and moved his hand to Leon’s hair.

"Eyes on me, Love," Leon whispered over Mark’s sensitive cock.

Mark gulped, "Yes..." he breathed out, keeping his eyes on Leon.

Leon licked his tongue, feeling empowered by the hypnotised look he saw in Mark’s eyes, it was all him, he made Mark smitten.

Mark arched his back off the headboard as he watched Leon’s mouth slide his erection into his warm mouth in a slow, sleek manner.

He gasped, his fingers curling Leon’s hair, his hard length sliding deep into Leon’s throat.

Leon gagged, saliva slipping through his lips, but he kept his eyes on Mark’s, continuing to slide his mouth up and down Mark’s cock, finding his rhythm.

"Ugh... you’re doing great, baby, fuck, you’re amazing," Mark groaned, his hips bucking up to Leon’s mouth.

Leon kept going, sucking, and licking. He was surprisingly enjoying what he was doing.

He withdrew his mouth up to Mark’s tip, swirling his tongue around it like a candy, sucking just the tip for a few seconds before he let it out with a slight pop.

Mark moaned again, sending her down Leon’s spine. He lowered his mouth to Mark again, taking him deep till everything was between his throat and his mouth.

He stuffed himself with Mark’s erection, bobbing his head up and down at a quicker pace.

He felt Mark swell in his mouth and moaned at the feeling of fullness he felt, his hand found Mark’s balls and he played with them just the way he knew men would like, after all, he was one.

Mark’s chest was rising and falling quickly, he was finding it hard to breathe, his vision slightly blurred as his climax built, his knees slightly lifted off the bed, lips parted in ragged breathing.

Leon didn’t stop, a wild side of him craved to feel and taste Mark’s cum, so he went faster, wrapping his index finger and thumb around Mark’s base, ringing them up and down, and meeting his mouth halfway.

He groaned, feeling Mark get incredibly bigger in his mouth, and in the next second, he felt the warm tangy liquid pouring down his throat; Mark’s cock twitched in his mouth as his cum kept dripping inside Leon’s mouth.

Leon realised that day, that giving someone a blow job could also lead a person so close to an orgasm. As he felt Mark deliciously cumming in his throat, his own cock jerked between his legs, his pre-cum leaking unstoppable, he was just at the edge of bursting. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Slowly, he slid Mark out of his mouth and locked eyes with his mate, slowly, deliberately licking around his lips and swallowing.

Mark was sweating and panting as he watched Leon lick off the spilt cum from his lips, awakening his wild side.

He shifted back to rest his back on the headboard as he saw Leon moving toward him. His hands automatically grabbed Leon’s waist as he once again straddled his lap.

Without a word, they’re lips crashed together, breaths loud and mingled as they battled with tongues, lips and... sweet welcomed saliva.

"I don’t taste bad," Mark whispered.

Leon smirked, "Not bad at all. I love it." He replied in a sultry voice and hekd Mark’s hand, bringing it up to his mouth and sliding his middle finger into his mouth.

Mark’s breath caught in his throat as he watched Leon suck on his finger, His dick was slowly hardening again, pulse racing wildly.

"Leon... what are you doing?" He asked breathlessly.

Leon rolled his tongue over Mark’s finger before he brought it out of his mouth.

"Make me cum," he whispered into Mark’s ear as he guided Mark’s hand down between their bodies, taking it between his legs.

"Make me cum," he begged in a hot and desperate whisper as he pushed the tip of Mark’s finger inside his sweet spot.

Mark’s growl rumbled deeply as he other hand dug into Leon’s waist, "My pleasure." He murmured in Leon’s ear and gently eased his finger inside him.

"Oh... yess..." Leon moaned, wrapping his arms around Mark’s neck and pressing his body closer.

"I never knew my little prince would be so naughty," Mark whispered, fucking Leon with his middle finger.

Leon gasped, soft audible moans leaving his lips, he pressed his lips to Mark’s neck and sucked hard, feeling his climax a second away from folding him, "Ahhh, I can be dirty, too, baby... I’d get nasty for you." He moaned and took his hand to his cock, wrapping his fingers around himself.

"Then cum for me, my nasty prince, you ass is squeezing the life out of my poor finger," Mark whispered, his teeth grazing Leon’s neck.

Mark moaned, he pumped himself once, twice, and shattered in Mark’s arms crying out softly.

Mark closed his eyes as he felt the warm liquid streaming on his abdomen, he knew they were nowhere near starting. That morning was for them to explore each other’s bodies, and he wouldn’t miss it.

"You did great, my nasty prince, I love you," Mark whispered, hugging Leon tightly as he breathed heavily from his orgasm.

He slowly slid his finger out of Leon, placing a soft kiss on his jaw.

Leon took a deep shaky breath and placed his head on Mark’s shoulder, "I want more... your dick this time." He whispered, biting Mark’s earlobe.