Captive Mate BL-Chapter 660: - - -

This time, Angelo remembered just how to get to the master bedroom, walking across the foyer to start up the stairs. He needed to get familiar with his new home, but not tonight...

He looked over a shoulder to see Nikolai right behind him, the Alpha meeting his gaze. He had to slow down then because it felt like he was falling over backwards.

The stairs were more than wide enough for them to walk side by side, but Nikolai remained behind him even as they walked down the hallway.

Angelo took off his coat when they got to their bedroom, going to the other wardrobe in the bedroom to stash the Alpha’s coat away. He had no plans to give it back, it was a perfect coat for winter.

Nikolai’s approach made him turn around, his flat expression hiding the guilt at openly stealing the Alpha’s coat. He closed the door of the wardrobe and turned around, his back to his crime.

Nikolai hadn’t even registered that Angelo had nabbed one of his coats, desperation staining his eyes like ink. It felt like there was a living creature gnawing its way out of his heart, yet the beautiful assassin was completely unperturbed, questions in his open expression.

He reached out to gently tip his jaw up, stepping forward to completely close the distance. He leaned in to bite the assassin’s bottom lip, "Want to change your mind?" He asked casually, madness bleeding through the desperation.

Angelo leaned his weight on the dresser, the polished wood momentarily cool against his back. It had been obvious, but he was just realizing that Nikolai was troubled by the topic of sharing mating marks. He placed a light kiss on the Alpha’s lips, bottom lip throbbing. "Why would I? Do you?"

Nikolai chased after the Omega’s lips, deepening the kiss. He expressed everything he could say into the kiss, only pulling away when Angelo pushed him away. The assassin was barely standing upright, leaning heavily on the wardrobe, back slightly arched because he still had his hands on his waist.

Angelo straightened up and pulled out of his hold, walking past him. It wasn’t that Angelo was overeager to get on the bed, his knees simply couldn’t handle another onslaught like that, he needed to sit down.

He looked up just as the Mafia King prowled over, a dangerous thought slipping into his mind. He caught the Alpha by his belt when he came closer, undoing it while looking up at Nikolai.

Nikolai showed no resistance, right until his zipper went down, then he caught Angelo’s wrists, lifted them over his head, and pushed him back into the bed, going down with him.

Angelo gave in easily, there would be other chances. It felt like a challenge now, the harder Nikolai stopped him, the more he wanted to suck the Alpha off. The rings on his fingers clinked softly against each other, his palms over each other, and pinned to the bed.

He was completely incapable of breathing whenever Nikolai kissed him, it really wasn’t that hard, but his lungs seemed to seize whenever the Alpha’s tongue slipped into his mouth. It didn’t help that Nikolai seemed content to kiss him for the entire night, leaving him gasping and teary-eyed.

With his hands pinned above his head, Angelo could only turn to the side to break off the kiss, sulking, his chest heaving. "Are you going to kiss me all night?" He demanded, losing patience.

Nikolai’s expression was infinitely soft, "We don’t have to go to work tomorrow." He reminded, pressing a kiss to the side of Angelo’s kiss-bitten lips.

Angelo couldn’t suppress the shiver that went down his spine, unable to refute that. He had been willing to indulge Nikolai, but now he was starting to have second thoughts. He turned away when Nikolai leaned in to give him another poisonous kiss, "I can’t breathe when you kiss me."

Nikolai brushed the Omega’s lips with his finger, visibly pleased to hear that. "You can’t?" He asked a little too eagerly.

Angelo tried to break free from Nikolai’s hold, grabbing the Alpha’s wrist when he was freed. "If I pass out, the marks will have to wait till tomorrow." He said pointedly, his face flushed.

Passing out simply from being kissed was rather embarrasing, and he didn’t like how Nikolai looked very interested in that outcome.

Nikolai seemed to seriously contemplate his options, it made Angelo roll his eyes, tempted to bite the Alpha as payback. But as he thought about it, he realized that he didn’t know how mating marks were done. Where was he supposed to bite down? How hard was he supposed to bite down?

Nikolai made his decision, leaning down to steal one last, brief kiss. He interlaced their fingers as he kissed down the Omega’s neck, taking his time with the sweet-scented skin. He bit down gently on his scent gland, getting a mouthful of black cherries.

Angelo bit back a whimper, unable to hold back his curiosity. "Was that it?" He asked, his voice breathy.

It was such an unexpected question that Nikolai lifted his head, getting to see the genuine expression on his face. He gently cupped the assassin’s face, his chest physically hurting from how strongly he felt about him. His hands trembled from how much effort it took to stop himself from crushing the delicate Omega - cute aggression wasn’t something he ever thought he would feel, especially not towards another person.

"No," He answered calmly, belying how he felt. "This is it," He leaned down to make good his words, biting down. He had tried to reel in his strength, but it was no good, blood flooded his mouth, Angelo’s scream rattling in his ears.

The Omega clung to him, shuddering when he gently soothed the bite with his tongue. The bite wasn’t as damaging as he had thought, and as he gently pressed kisses into the red, tender skin, he found himself thinking that he should have bit down harder, so the mark would never fade.

Angelo’s hands were in Nikolai’s hair, clutching hard enough to rip out chunks of dark blond hair from the Alpha’s head. His vision had blacked out for a moment, the pleasure making his mouth water and slick pool between his legs.