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Bound By His Rules {MM Steamy Compilation} Novel Cover

Bound By His Rules {MM Steamy Compilation}

Within this intense collection of MM werewolf tales, primal instincts and strict hierarchies collide. These stories explore the complex dynamics of dominant alphas and the men who must navigate their rigid laws. From fated connections to the weight of pack duty, each narrative delves into the heat of forbidden attraction and the struggle for control. Experience a world where loyalty is demanded and breaking the rules carries a heavy price.
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Chapter 3

JAYDEN’s POV

My length sprang out—seven inches, throbbing, hot and dark at the tip. He licked his lips and lowered his mouth.

No—No—No.

His lips wrapped around the tip of my length, and my head slammed back into the pillow.

“Uh—ahhh…”

He sucked slowly. His tongue circled my tip, teasing me. Then he pulled back and placed a long, wet kiss to the base. Then another sloppy one which was hot, slick, and filthy.

His hands spread my thighs wider. His mouth trailed lower to my balls, sucking one into his mouth with a hunger that made me cry out.

“R-Rafael… please…”

But he didn’t stop. He didn’t rush. Rather, he slurped and kissed, his tongue trailing hot licks along my skin. My toes curled, my thighs shook as my whole body screamed with sensation.

His tongue danced around the head of my length, dragging along the underside so slowly I was shaking. His lips wrapped around me like silk with a warm breath, and his hands held my thighs open.

I panted as sweat dripped from my skin, and my precum leaked from my length while my hips twitched every time he moaned around me. He swallowed me down again—deeper this time, his throat massaging my length—and I felt my release build.

It surged fast. Really fast.

“Oh… shit… I’m gonna…”

He pulled back entirely with a wet pop, his lips red and glistening.

“No,” he whispered, licking his lips. “Not yet.”

My brain stopped working.

“Please,” I gasped, reaching down towards my length. “Don’t stop. I was almost…”

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking like the devil. “You said you would do anything for me, didn’t you?”

“I… yes! Just… please…”

~Ugh, you’re embarrassing,” my wolf’s voice groaned in my head, dripping with attitude. “You can’t even take a little edging? Where’s our dignity?~

“Dignity?” I hissed out loud, to myself, still clutching my hard length. “You literally just told me to let him eat me alive minutes ago!”

~Yeah, well… he stopped mid-feast. That’s an offense.~

I blinked. “Are you… are you sulking?”

“Did you just talk back to your own wolf?” Rafael’s voice cut in, amused and smug as hell.

I looked up, flushed and mortified.

He was laughing. Full chest, smug Alpha laugh.

“You just got your damn wolf, didn’t you?” He teased, his eyes gleaming. “All thanks to me.”

I scowled. “That’s not your concern.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” he paused before he continued, “You're adorable.”

He dropped onto the mattress, sprawled like a king in his full Alpha glory. His chest rose and fell with slow, commanding breaths, his silver eyes fixed on me like I was dessert.

My eyes went below as his right hand got rid of the towel.

His length stood proud, taunting me. I can’t size up the inches but it was long. It was also glistening with oil. Was he using his hands on himself in the bathroom earlier?

He ran his fingers lazily across his abs.

“You said you would do anything.” He reminded me, his voice low and sinful. “So tell me, what can you do for me?”

I was there, still panting, trembling, hard and leaking. My body was screaming, but my voice faltered.

“I… I’m not sure,” I said honestly, my cheeks burning. “I’ve never… I’ve only ever used my hand. And my… you know. Just fingers.”

Embarrassed, I rubbed the back of my neck. “I don’t think I’m… good in bed.”

Rafael’s smirk deepened into something darker. “You mean,” he said, pushing himself up on one elbow, “no one’s ever been inside you?”

I nodded, swallowing my spit which was already getting hotter in my mouth.

His growl rumbled across the room, deep. “Good,” he said. “Then I’ll be your first.”

“W… What?”

“I want you fully naked,” he commanded.

I blinked. “What? Right now?”

“Right here. Right now. On my bed.”

My fingers moved before I could think. I reached for my shirt and slowly peeled it off, heat crawling up my neck as his gaze devoured me.

Every inch I exposed was met with a low, hungry sound from Rafael.

When my shirt dropped to the floor, and I stood completely naked, he let out a low, muffled moan that went straight to my rear.

“Shit,” he muttered, stroking himself once. “You're fucking perfect. Come here.”

And I moved.

He grabbed my hips and flipped me without stress, pinning me beneath him. His hot body melted into mine while his chest against mine, his length heavy and hard against my thigh before he slid upward.

His fingers threaded through my hair and tilted my head back gently. “Now open,” he whispered.

I gasped before I opened my mouth for him.

He fed his length into my mouth slowly. The size of it makes my jaw stretch wide. The scent of him—raw Alpha musk, spiced cedar and lust—flooded my senses.

I gagged on the first push, pulling back slightly.

His fingers held me in place. “Relax your throat, baby,” he whispered. “Take me in. That’s it.”

I released my mouth and he eased forward, letting him sink deeper. And damn, he was huge. My mouth was full—Inches of his thick Alpha length, pulsing with heat, throbbing as it slid farther in.

Tears pricked the corners of my eyes, but I pushed through, determined, and desperate for him inside my mouth.

“F… fuck,” Rafael moaned above me, his hips rolling slowly as he pushed himself deeper. “That mouth. Shit. You were made for this.”

The heat in my mouth bloomed. His length filled my mouth, pressing my tongue deeper with every slow thrust. And I wanted to make him moan louder.

I don’t know what came over me—hunger, heat, or just raw, maddening lust—but I devoured Rafael like I would never taste length again. I sucked on him like a glutton. Like a starving Omega kneeling at the feet of a god.

He moved in my mouth, stretching me until drool pooled. My throat burned and I obeyed. I bobbed my head, slurping with messy, eager sounds, and let his taste drown me.

“You’re a fucking mess down there,” Rafael grunted, gripping the back of my head. “Suck me like the little lengthslut I know you are.”

He continued thrusting into my mouth—faster, deeper, rougher—until I was gagging between moans, my eyes watery, my throat raw, but damn, I was so hard I could cry.

He growled, his hips pounding into me like I was nothing but a slave to use.

Just as the coil in my belly began to twist tighter, a loud, obnoxious ringing cut through the moment.

The fucking landline.

Rafael snarled, dragging his length from my mouth with a slick pop. I blinked, dazed, my lips bruised and my chin soaked with spit and Alpha scent as I breathed heavily.

He grabbed the phone off the dresser and answered, still panting. “What?”

I couldn’t hear the voice on the other end, but his face twisted into pure rage. “I said, I’m busy.”

There was a pause after. Then his voice dropped lower into a snarling one. “I’m claiming what’s mine.”

Then, he smashed the phone onto the floor. The glass shattered across the tiles.

I flinched. My heart, racing faster in my chest.

He turned back to me, his eyes wild. And without another word, he crawled back down the bed and pushed me flat on my back.

“You’re not cumming yet,” he muttered. “Not until I taste you.”

His hand slid down my trembling thighs, spreading me open. He didn’t even hesitate. He just sank between them, his face buried where my heat throbbed the most.

He breathed right into me.

My hips jerked. “Oh… oh no. Not yet!”

That warm exhale against my slick rear made me shudder like a broken dam. It was humiliating how wet and desperate I was.

I gasped aloud, my hands clutching the sheets as Rafael’s tongue dragged across my rear.

“Please… It’s… It’s so good.”

My head snapped back as Rafael’s tongue plunged deep. Slick sounds echoed in the room, each stroke of his tongue lapping at me, dragging sparks and absolute insanity.

I tried to push him off in order to breathe, but he gripped my hips down hard, holding me still like I was his meal and he hadn't eaten in weeks.

I trembled as I cried out, my toes curling. And still, he continued.

My wolf was somewhere in the back laughing and hollering like we had just won the Alpha lottery.

That—Bitch.

Then Rafael pulled back, just slightly, his voice a low, hungry growl against my slick hole. “You think that was good, sweetheart?”

A high whine spilled from me, humiliatingly eager.

His eyes burned into mine, glowing with Alpha fire. “Wait till you feel me inside you.”

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