MY NAME'S LUTHER...

Azen tried to support himself out, and he did but at the entrance he ran into a man.

 Dark suit, sharp gray eyes with a golden shine, broad shoulders with perfect skin shade and perfect height of 184 centimetres, veiny hands his sleeves up, revealing some blood stains...a well equipped gun in his pocket, surrounded by men in black, also carrying guns. He gave out a cold and untouchable aura.

A mafia CEO his reputation carved in blood and yet, Azen was all hot and didn't even try to hesitate.

He stumbled towards him, guided by nothing but instinct, his need sharp and raw...

"Al...Alpha..."Azen sniffed that man, his scent strong, breathless, his voice shaking.

The man turned, his brows raising. He hadn't noticed the Omega until now-but when he did, he felt it, that sweet and soft intoxicating scent. That pure white needy body...that overwhelming slim figure.

Before he could say something, that slim Omega gripped his jacket and pressed himself against his chest. That Omega's lips trembled against the Alphas throat.

"Please...I...I...don't know what's happening...I...can't..." His voice cracked into a whimper..."I...I...help..."

At first when Azen sniffed That Alpha's scent, the men which surrounded that dominant wolf were going to make a move but that wolf stopped then...maybe by a gesture...now stepped back, maybe again by some gesture...

Azen clung to that Alpha like a lifeline, so fragile...Azen's heat soaking through Alpha's clothes .

Alpha's jaw clenched, his instincts seemed to claim, to take.

"You don't know me..." He growled lowly, warning..."I'm the wrong choice."

"I don't...care," Azen breathed, desperate. Pupils blown wide. "Just...just help me...please..."

"Mr.Gorship..." a man said asking for orders...

"You may leave..."The men who were trying to control themselves...wanted to escape as soon as possible because Azen's scent was so indescribably perfect and the Alpha men were trying to control their urge, and now when the boss Alpha wanted them to leave, all left...leaving those two at the entrance of the bar...

That Alpha last named as Gorship, cursed under his breath, his fingers flexed at his sides.

Then he grabbed Azen by his wrist, hungrily, desperately, gently but firm-and pulled him away form the bar to a hotel, away from the leering Alphas, away from the chaos.

"Fine," he muttered,"You want me?-you've got me. Just remember-you came to me."

"I...know" Replied Azen all flushed from head to toe, his collarbone visible from the top of the pure white silk fabric, two buttons loose.

The Alpha started unbuttoning the rest of the buttons of Azen's silk shirt, leaving him half naked, tossing him on the bed, and hovers over him.

Their lips meet, Alpha's tongue seeking for entrance and Azen did open his mouth. Alpha'stongue explored the warmth of Azen's mouth walls, mixing their saliva together and making making him make sweet sounds between that intense kiss.

Azen was really sensitive his body was red, like a tomato, his lips were deep red like red wine,his skin as pure as snow...just devine...just a defination of perfect.

"mhhh..."

"You taste...like wine..." The Alpha whispered in Azen's ear licking it...making him shiver all over...

"Then...just...taste me."

Hearing those words The Alpha's urge to devour became stronger, he also made his coffee-mint scented pheromones release, strong, possessive...his rut.

"mhhh"

Azen moaned as the Alpha went for his nipples, pinching, sucking, biting them.

"Omega...what's your name?..." Alpha asked, his hands on Azen's pants...untying the lace...

"it's...mmm...Azen..."

"Nice...name...huh..."

His big veiny hands pulled Azen's pant off of him leaving him in his underwear, which was already wet...

"..."

"My name's Luther... remember it."

That Alpha, Luther said while unbuttoning his own shirt and pants...

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TBC...

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