Chapter 43 CHAPTER 043 (18+)
Soren feels like he’s on fire.
His whole body aches, with heat pooling low in his stomach and spreading through his veins with something hungry while the pressure between his legs has become unbearable, sharp and constant, making every small movement feel like torture.
He curls tighter in Reign’s arms, fingers gripping weakly at the front of his shirt as quiet, broken whimpers slip past his lips. Sweat clings to his skin, dampening his hair, and sliding down his temple.
It’s too much.
Everything is too much.
“Enigma…” Soren breathes, his voice barely there, rough and strained. He doesn’t even realize he’s saying it again, doesn’t realize how desperate it sounds.
Reign glances down at him with a blank look as he walks through the hallway of the mansion without slowing down, his hold on Soren steady, and firm while Soren trembles against him.
Unable to help it, Soren presses closer without thinking, his face burying into Reign’s chest as he tries to chase the only thing that feels remotely grounding but it only makes his cock throb harder. Fuck.
He isn't aware of their surroundings until Reign sets him down on the sink of the bathroom and without warning, he starts to unbutton Soren's shirt.
Soren's eyes widens and he quickly grabs his hand. “W-hat are you doing?” He stutters.
“What does it look like, Beta?” Reign counters, cold eyes drilling a hole through Soren's face as if he's blaming Soren for getting drugged.
Soren pouts and pushes the Enigma's hands off his body. “I can undress myself,”
The moment Soren pushes his hand off, Reign's hands are back trying to take off his shirt while Soren immediately struggles and protests until Reign grabs his shoulders to stop his movement.
“Stay put,” he orders and Soren immediately obeys, pouting but he lets the Enigma strip him of his clothes, until he's completely naked, cock on display, leaking with pre-cum.
Soren turns bright red in embarrassment as he looks at anywhere but the man's face but Reign doesn't spare his body a second glance as he lifts him bridal style and before Soren realizes, he's slowly lowered into a bathtub of cold water.
He hisses at the temperature, gripping the side of the tub but the moment Reign turns to leave, Soren immediately reaches out to grab his wrist.
Soren flushes even brighter when Reign pins him with a stare.
“Stay with me, please,” the words leave his lips before Soren can stop them and only realizes a second later as his eyes widen and he immediately lets go.
What the heck is he doing? He can't possibly be asking the Enigma to stay and watch him jerk off?
When did Soren's little infatuation with the Enigma become so pathetic? They weren't even close. But can Soren even afford to have the Enigma that close when his secret is on the line?
“I-I’m sorry, that's not what I meant,” he says immediately, swallowing the lump in throat as he looks away. The stupid drug is making him do things he won't dare to on a norm.
He expects Reign to call his bluff and leave but instead, the man takes off his shoes and before Soren can react, he's slipping into the tub right behind Soren.
Soren eyes widen. “W-w-what are you doing?” He stammers, trying to get away but Reign grabs his arm and pulls him back flushed against his front.
“What do you think, Fox?” Reign whispers beside his ear. “You asked for my help,”
Soren's heart skyrockets and the cold water seems to do nothing to calm his throbbing member. Soren's brain suddenly seems to only focus on the warmth of Reign's body, despite the man being fully clothed.
“T-t-t-t-that won't be necessary,” he stutters again, trying to break free but Reign crosses an arm over his chest to keep him in place while his other hand travels between Soren's legs, who immediately shivers and clenches them shut, trapping the man's hand.
“What are you doing?!” He's almost squealing.
“Try to relax, darling,” Reign whispers warmly beside his ear before he pries Soren's legs open with a little pinch that earns a yelp. “You’re tense,” he whispers again and then, he takes Soren's earlobe between his teeth, giving it a tug while his hand wraps around Soren's cock.
Soren lets out the loudest gasp. His hands thrashes in the water for a moment before he grips the tub to brace himself, a fire igniting deep into his bones.
Reign holds him tightly as he starts to stroke the length, rubbing against the tip and giving it a rough squeeze that knocks out all the air in Soren's lungs as he lets out a sharp gasp.
Reign fastens his pace, kneading relentlessly while Soren lets out gasps of pleasure.
Slowly, Reign moves the hand holding Soren in place and roams across his chest, finding one of his hardened nipples and giving it a flick.
Soren heaves, throwing his head back over Reign's shoulder, his eyes screwed shut and his bottom lip trapped between his teeth.
The feeling is intense, it spreads through every part of his body, overwhelming him with intense pleasure as Reign continues plumbing his shaft with precise movement that makes Soren feel like he's about to explode from the insides.
“~Reign~” he sings the man's name like a song. “~Please~” he pleads desperately, having no idea of what he's begging for but he just wants more.
Reign hands jerks up and down fastly, squeeze and plumbing hard until Soren releases into the water.
Soren pants hard. The heat in his body should have lessened with the release but, having himself pressed against the Enigma like this adds fuel to the fire. With his mind in the cloud, he suddenly turns his head and presses his lips against Reign's.
Reign freezes for a moment as the Beta’s lips move against his hungrily, begging to be devoured he twists and turns, straddling Reign's hips inside the tub and hands moving to the back of his head to kiss him deeper.
Reign only moves when Soren's hands move from his hair to his shirt, undoing the buttons. Reign immediately grabs his hands and breaks the kiss but Soren chases after his lips like he's been starved.
Reign pulls back, and immediately their eyes meet. “You don't want to start something you can't finish, darling,”
The moment the words leave the Enigma, Soren immediately realizes what he's doing and in an instant, he pushes himself out of the Enigma's lap and scampers to the other edge of the tub, cheeks flushing red in pure embarrassment.
“I'm sorry,” he whispers.
Reign clicks his tongue and then he rises from the tub, his clothes soaked and clings to his frame, displaying his delicious muscles, abs and tattoos.
Soren grips the tub so hard his knuckles turn white while Reign gets out of the tub.
“I believe you can take care of the rest, darling,” Reign says over his shoulder and he doesn't wait for the Beta's response as he walks out of the bathroom, leaving Soren sitting there in the cold water, feeling like he wants to die of shame and embarrassment, yet his hand slowly moves to caresses his lips, still feeling the tingles and sensation of having the Enigma's lips on his.
On fuck. What has he done?