The reports on the investigation of the blade of those swords finally yielded some result. It took days to get into the Grand Duke's hands the name of the blacksmith, who was responsible for forging the weapons used by the mercenaries who tried to kidnap Lucian. Magnus Grimwood's long finger slammed lightly on the table, in sync with the rays outside.
"Send Vogha to the city of Baydenn, I want the name of the noble who forged the swords."
The man hidden in the shadows nodded and disappeared after hearing the order. With one of his problems already addressed, Magnus reread the letter from one of the soldiers of the Imperial Palace, responsible for the surveillance and patrolling of the dungeons.
"All the mercenaries captured by His Grace were murdered inside their cells. According to investigations, it must have happened the night before. We are investigating the guards who were patrolling on the night shift. We do not rule out that bribes have been applied".
Someone had freed the group of mercenaries that Magnus captured and this was not good. On the other hand, it was proof that the person held inside information about the activities of the imperial soldiers and had access to the dungeon where they were imprisoned.
"Humpf... are they trying to clear their tracks, but I just have to wait for the next useless attempt of these damn snakes."
The crimson eyes rose as the clock rang in the corridor. Eleven beats under the dark sky warning Magnus that it was time for him to leave his office.
As he walked through the door of his office, Magnus loosened the white tie he was forced to wear during the wedding. Now was not the time for him to worry about vipers. The silent runner echoed the footsteps of his fine white shoes, ensuring that the quiet night received him with open arms.
However, Magnus did not intend to be silent that night.
Not now that he had someone attached to him.
His reflection in the window's glass showed his helpless figure. A serious and rigid omega with a malicious look hidden on a wall. This was the kind of omega that Magnus has always shown to be, but which in recent months has fallen when a certain recessive, weak and mediocre alpha was around.
Standing in front of the door to his own room, Magnus hesitated for a moment.
He could feel his presence.
He could smell his alpha's pheromone passing under the door greeting him anxiously. Just knowing that he was inside waiting for him was enough for Magnus to raise the tip of his lips in a discreet arrogant smile.
Bare fingers turned the handle in a low noise. As soon as the door was opened, the warmth of the room, the smell of fire mixed with woody pheromones greeted him.
The alpha was sitting on the bed, standing with his back to him. Magnus noticed the long, smooth golden hair that made him look like a woman if looked at him quickly. His presence was felt, and Lucian looked over his shoulders with those slightly rosy cheeks and diamond eyes.
"Oh, you arrived."
Did not go unnoticed the robe he wore, Magnus came to feel slightly curious about how the alpha was already at ease. Well, you shouldn't expect less from that shameless rat.
"Yes. Sorry to leave you alone just this evening" Magnus closed the door behind him and looked around noticing the wine and appetizers "It seems that you planned quite a lot."
"It wasn't me, but your servants. When I arrived everything was already like this."
Magnus let out a low, but certainly not angry grunt. The room he always used since he inherited the title looked different than usual. More filled. Lucian's presence certainly brought changes to his life in that mansion, which was not so bad.
The omega walked to bed and noticed the new blankets. Outside rain and rays shone behind the heavy curtains. The room was lit only by the fireplace, making the prince look different that night.
Stopping in front of Lucian, Magnus watched him carefully.
"Is it fragrant?"
"I have received a treatment worthy of royalty, just for you to touch me as much as you want" Lucian smiled sweetly, though Magnus perceived his malice in between the lines.
The idea didn't sound so bad. Magnus opened an arrogant smile, and tilted his head slightly as he reached out his hand, making his fingers pull away the strands of Lucian's hair. Only in the swing of some locks was possible to smell his pheromones mixed with floral perfume.
"Too bad I haven't received such care as well..." Magnus' fingers raised Lucian's chin, the flushing on his cheeks spread when his eyes met "... Especially when you seem eager to devour me."
Lucian could wear as many masks as needed, but those diamond eyes contained a hunger that Magnus would recognize even from afar.
An inexhaustible lust.
An alpha waiting for the cue to dominate an omega.
"This is not necessary. Can I myself soften your meat and leave it ready to receive me."
"That cheeky" Mumbled Magnus, pulling his fingers away from Lucian.
"Well, I'm doing my role on our first night. Although you like to be bossy even in bed."
"As if I was going to let an alpha take the reins of this game."
Magnus took off the white jacket, revealing the dark grey vest that frames his body. The white social shirt under the vest also had its sleeves tight around Magnus' biceps, showing Lucian that he was not a feeble Omega. A relatively strong body, but not as monstrous as the alphas. A perfect body for Magnus Grimwood.
As the omega took off his jacket, throwing it into some forgotten corner of that room, Lucian accompanied him silently. Magnus enjoyed having that concentrated attention. The arrogant smile resurfaced when he opened the first buttons of the shirt, and saw Lucian swallow dry.
"Well well... it seems that the mouse is thirsty to play with the cat."
Lucian raised his head to Magnus, and his slender hands held the omega's waist pulling it between his legs.
"I'm getting really impatient here. Don't tease me, Magnus."
"Tease you? I'm just undressing."
"That should be my job, don't you agree?" The face of the alpha touched the belly of Magnus, the redness now increasing in those shameless cheeks "Undress as if it were a delicate gift. Take off every piece that keeps me from feeling you..."
Damn... Lucian knew very well how to use words to make Magnus anxious.
Passing his fingers through the black hair, Magnus grumbled low refusing to let Lucian guide him. Swallowing hard to keep control, despite his instinct already wanting to surrender to that alpha, Magnus held back Lucian's chin and forced him to look at it.
"Do not treat me as your gift, being that among us, you are the one who was prepared for me."
Lucian's eyes widened slightly, and Magnus smiled pleased to have won that one.
The omega purposely slid its bare fingers through Lucian's jaw, in a soft and shallow caress that caused sharp shivers on the alpha's skin. He walked all the way up to his ear, and his long fingers tangled between the golden threads while the palm of his hand seemed to perfectly frame his face.
"Look... is already releasing its smell to be able to seduce me and possess me. That anxious and wild."
Lucian swallowed dry, squeezing his fingers on Magnus' waist.
"Don't tempt me."
"Or what?"
"I'm at my limit..."
"You aren't" Magnus mocked, making his free hand slide through Lucian's arm and into the sleeve of the thick robe. Lucian's skin was covered by the warm touch of Magnus, who raised his fingers inside the robe until reaching his elbow "Not yet. Why should I give myself to you so soon?"
"Because it's not the first time... because you want me too."
"How much arrogance..."
Lucian opened a victorious smile as his face approached the omega's thigh. Magnus frowned upon realizing that Lucian already had some effect on him. Your omega instinct gradually released pheromones ignoring your self-control, making it difficult for him to keep up with that alpha so... hot.
"Say you desire me, Magnus" Lucian whispered, with a certain command tone.
A tone that made Magnus writhe slightly between Lucian's legs, whose countenance darkened in desire, releasing alpha pheromones to seduce the omega. Magnus leaned over Lucian, resting his hands on the bed as he inhaled that faint woody aroma.
"You're asking for it, aren't you?" The more Magnus leaned over Lucian, the more the alpha's robe opened showing his naked and fragrant skin, which increased Magnus' desire. The omega fingers went down through Lucian's neck and slid to his shoulder, pulling away the thick fabric of the robe to expose his naked skin "Being naked like this, releasing its smell throughout my room... This is your request to possess me."
To Magnus' surprise, Lucian pulled him hard by throwing him against the bed and lying on him. Now it was the prince's hand wandering through the omega abdomen, opening his vest and unbuttoning his shirt slowly. Before Magnus could shred his act, Lucian drew his lips to his ear where he whispered again with that commanding and dominant tone.
"Beg it. Tell me how much you want me, Magnus."
Ah... that tone of voice.
When alphas used that command tone, there would always be an effect on the omegas. And it was no different with Magnus, who struggled to keep control. Just... Lucian was so close to him, near his ear, using that thin body to hold him in bed and undress him slowly.
Just like the pheromones, weak and creeping made a snake disguised in the desert, involving Magnus in his trap and seducing him without blinking.
Magnus fell into that trap.
His body trembled and he uttered a low moan as his pupils dilated. When Lucian leaned his chest and left his knee uncovered between the omega thighs, Magnus slightly arched his back. His countenance was simply... delivered.
"Please... Alpha."