Chapter 20 A Night Of Pleasure
Alpha Dorians Pov
Warning: Mature Scene:These Is Very Steamy and Vulgar Skip if it’s too intense for you
Alpha Dorian leaned back in his seat, trying to force his mind to slow down, but the dim lighting, the scent of perfume, and the intoxicating rhythm of the music made it impossible to relax.
The tension in his chest was replaced by a new sensation-a burning heat coursing through him as his eyes roamed over the stage.
Raphael nudged him, grinning. “I told you, man. This is what you need. Let it go.”
Alpha Dorian tried to focus on his drink, but the moment he set the glass down, two women sauntered over to their booth.
The brunette from earlier, the one with the long legs, stopped in front of him, her eyes glinting with a wicked smile.
She didn’t say a word, just straddled him with a slow, deliberate motion. Her barely-there lingerie brushed against his thighs, sending a shiver up his spine.
Raphael was already enjoying himself, a blonde with crimson lips settling onto his lap, whispering something in his ear that made him chuckle.
Alpha Dorian’s attention snapped back to the brunette, her fingers lightly tracing his chest. She leaned in close, her breath hot against his neck as her hips rocked slowly, teasingly.
Alpha Dorian moaned softly, his body betraying him as he felt himself getting harder with every brush of her body against his.
His hands instinctively went to her hips, feeling the curve of her waist under his fingertips. She leaned forward, her lips grazing his ear as she whispered, “Just relax. Let me take care of you.”
He swallowed hard, his grip tightening as the heat between them built.
He had been so wrapped up in the chaos of his life-Fiona, Cecilia, the possible child-that he hadn’t felt anything like this in what felt like forever.
The pressure in his chest shifted, turning into a fire that spread through his entire body.
The brunette’s hands moved lower, her fingers trailing over his stomach, inching toward his belt.
Alpha Dorian’s breath caught in his throat, his mind screaming to stop, but his body was already giving in. His hips bucked slightly as she grinded against him harder, her eyes locking onto his with a knowing smile.
Raphael, watching his friend with a satisfied smirk, leaned back, fully enjoying the attention of the blonde who had started to move rhythmically in his lap.
Told you, bro. This is what life’s about. Forget about the drama, forget about the women complicating your life. Just enjoy.”
Alpha Dorian tried to speak, to push the woman away, but his body wasn’t cooperating. His head fell back, the moans escaping his lips betraying how much he was enjoying the moment.
The mix of alcohol, the heat from her body, and the primal energy of the club all clouded his judgment.
She ground harder, her body pressing against his, and Alpha Dorian couldn’t help but groan louder.
His hands tightened on her hips, pulling her closer as she rolled her hips in perfect rhythm with the pulsing music. Every movement sent jolts of pleasure through him, and he was getting dangerously close to completely losing control.
Raphael, seeing the look on Alpha Dorian’s face, grinned even wider. “Feels good, doesn’t it? This is what you’ve been missing. man. Life’s too short to worry about all that other shit.”
Alpha Dorian opened his mouth to respond, but the words were lost when the brunette leaned in, pressing her lips to his neck, her teeth grazing his skin in a way that made his entire body jerk with pleasure. He was drowning in the sensation, his pulse racing as he felt his control slipping.
The noise of the club faded, and all Alpha Dorian could focus on was the heat of her body, the feel of her hips against his, the growing tightness in his pants.
The pleasure built quickly, spiraling out of control, and for the first time in a long while, he allowed himself to forget everything-Fiona, Cecilia, Jamal, the mess his life had become.
Right now, it was just him and the sensation of losing himself to the pleasure, and damn if it didn’t feel good.
But somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew this wasn’t going to end well.
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As the door to the room swung shut behind them, Alpha Dorian and Raphael wasted no time. They pressed the blondes up against the wall. their lips crashing together in a heated, possessive kiss.
Hands roamed freely, tugging and pulling at each other’s clothes in a frenzy of lust. The blondes responded cagerly, gasping between kisses. completely under the spell of the two men.
Alpha Dorian’s hand slid through one blonde’s hair, gripping it tightly as he pulled her head back, exposing her neck. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her skin before planting rough kisses along her collarbone. Raphael, on the other side, claimed the second blonde’s mouth with a smirk, his hands resting possessively on her hips as they stumbled further into the room.
Once inside, the two men separated themselves from the women, sitting down in the chairs with their legs spread wide, confidence dripping from their posture. They exchanged a glance, their smirks matching, clearly enjoying the power they held over the scene.
“Strip, they both said, their voices cold and commanding.
The blondes stood before them, flushed and breathless, exchanging a glance before slowly obeying. They moved in sync, fingers trembling slightly as they peeled off their clothes, one item at a time, knowing Alpha Dorian and Raphael’s eyes were glued to them, watching every inch of skin being revealed.
Alpha Dorian leaned back, arms crossed over his chest, the smirk never leaving his face as he watched them undress. Raphael’s eyes darkened with every movement, his gaze trailing down their bodies, clearly satisfied with the control he and Alpha Dorian had in the room.
Raphael’s voice dropped to a husky command, “Go down and put them inside your mouth.”
The blondes, breathless and submissive, immediately dropped to their knees before the two men.
Their hands reached out, trembling with anticipation as they followed the order, eyes glinting with desire. Alpha Dorian and Raphael’s expressions darkened with satisfaction, watching as they took their time, teasing before fully committing to the task.
Raphael leaned back, a smug grin playing at his lips, enjoying every second of the control.
Alpha Dorian’s eyes hooded, his breath deepening as he watched them obey, every move feeding the dominance they held in the room. The tension was thick, every sound and movement heightened as they gave in to their desires.
Raphael groaned deeply as he gripped the blonde’s hair tightly, forcing her to take him deeper. “Yeah, that’s right,” he growled, his voice thick with pleasure. “Suck this shit.”
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Her moans mixed with his as she struggled to keep up, her throat constricting around him.
The sound only fueled Raphael’s desire, his hips bucking forward slightly, driving himself further into her mouth. Alpha Dorian let out a low, satisfied chuckle as he watched, his own blonde eliciting a series of soft, muffled moans.
Raphael’s head tilted back, his breath ragged as the sensation built. “Good girl,” he hissed, the tightness of his grip showing no sign of relenting. Every gasp and whimper from them sent shivers up his spine, the room filled with the raw intensity of their lust.
Raphael leaned back, his voice low and teasing. “Let’s switch blondes.”
Alpha Dorian raised a brow and grinned. “Alright.”
They swapped effortlessly, the two blondes quickly adjusting to their new partners. As soon as Raphael felt the new blonde wrap her lips around him, he groaned louder, the sensation almost overwhelming.
“Fuck!” Raphael hissed through gritted teeth, his head falling back against the chair. “Your blonde scks better than mine.”
Alpha Dorian let out a breathless laugh as his own new blonde worked him over, her tongue swirling expertly. “Told you, man. Fuck, this is good.” The room filled with the sounds of muffled moans, ragged breaths, and the slick rhythm of their movements.
Raphael wasn’t satisfied yet. His smirk widened, eyes dark with lust. He was dirtier, nastier, and always pushing the limits. With a low growl, he leaned closer to Alpha Dorian and muttered, “How about we make this more interesting? A threesome… or maybe a foursome?”
Alpha Dorian chuckled, already knowing where Raphael’s twisted mind was heading. “You’re always one step ahead, aren’t you?”
Raphael stood up, grabbing one of the blondes by the hair, pulling her closer. “Get ready,” he commanded, his voice a raw whisper as he glanced at Alpha Dorian. “We’re not done yet.”
The room pulsed with tension as they prepared for the next round, anticipation filling the air. The two blondes exchanged nervous glances, but the excitement in the room was undeniable.
Raphael was about to take things to a whole new level, pushing them all into a night of indulgence and reckless pleasure.
“Ahhh fuck! “Raphical growled as he threw his head backwards gripping his hair.
“Yes baby, just like that!
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Rapheal and Alpha Dorian were ruining the same Blondie over and over again while the other one waited in pleasure, satisfying herself with her fingers as she waited for her turn.
As the night wore on, the initial excitement gave way to exhaustion. Raphael and Alpha Dorian, their bodies glistening with sweat, finally pulled back, their breaths heavy and ragged. The blondes, equally spent, lay sprawled on the plush floor, their own breaths coming in shallow gasps.
Alpha Dorian leaned against the wall, catching his breath. “Well, that was something,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair.
Raphael, still catching his breath, gave a satisfied chuckle. “Yeah, definitely unforgettable.”
The room, once charged with raw energy, now felt oddly quiet. The neon lights from outside cast a soft glow, as if trying to cleanse the room of its earlier intensity.
As they gathered their clothes and prepared to leave, the reality of the night’s events settled in. Alpha Dorian glanced at Raphael, his expression a mix of relief and contemplation. “We should head out. Time to face whatever comes next.”
Raphael nodded, a serious look in his eyes. “Yeah, let’s go. We’ve got a lot to sort out.”
With that, they dressed and exited the Velvet Lounge, the night air cool against their skin.
