Drive me Wild, Rival(BL)

Alaric

Nico had caught me completely off guard. When I suddenly jumped in the elevator, he was the last person I had expected to see, and he didn’t give me any chance to say anything as he dropped down to his knees and took me into his mouth.

I never expected that he would come to my house tonight. I expected to see him in Saudi Arabia, not in my house.

Does he have that much time on his hands? I wondered.

I enjoyed the moment, I wouldn’t lie, but then he called me a fucking whore.

How dare he?

I pushed him off, and I couldn’t help it as I swung at him and landed a punch straight across his face.

"Wha... what the hell is wrong with you?" I demanded.

I expected Nico to be mad that I had hit him, but instead, he just grinned wickedly at me. "I never knew that someone with a cute face like yourself would have it in you to punch me," he said, wiping the blood at the corner of his lips.

Blood. I didn’t know I had swung that hard, but why the hell did he seem as if he was enjoying himself?

"You piece of shit, you called me a whore."

Nico chuckled slowly. "Easy there, princess. It’s not a derogatory word when it’s coming from me. It’s a compliment for how beautifully your body surrenders, how greedy you look taking my fingers, and how naturally you submit when I claim you."

I groaned at him and looked toward the ground where my phone had landed. I was on a call with Catherine and was thanking her for the dinner when he suddenly jumped on me.

I just hoped my sister had not heard everything. It would be a disaster.

I picked the phone up from the ground and saw that the call had ended, then pulled my briefs and trousers up, pushing past Nico as I walked back into my apartment.

"What the hell are you doing here? Who the hell do you think you are to come here and..."

Nico appeared in front of me in the blink of an eye, his eyes filled with lust. He smirked at me and then stared down at his wet fingers, which still carried my precum, before he placed them in his mouth and slowly licked them clean.

"You smell and taste so good that I want to have a taste of you again."

My eyes widened in shock, followed by the frantic hammering of my chest. His words sent shockwaves sparking through my body as he moved away from the elevator and took deliberate steps towards me, his hands shoved into his jogger pockets.

"I don’t know what you are..." I stuttered. "You have to leave."

Nico let out a low chuckle that sent a deep vibration straight through my body.

I visibly gulped as I watched the way he walked towards me, running a hand over his hardened cock, the massive lines vividly visible through his joggers.

He was intimidating. I had not tried to pay attention to it before, but seeing him now and the way he always carried himself—he didn’t seem like a beta at all.

He seemed much more like an alpha, or maybe I was just spiraling, thinking like he held some absolute power over me, but his presence did things to me. It made the heat in my body rise, made me shiver when he came close, and made me so incredibly wet.

"Oh De Villier, don’t act like you are not the one who called me. If you didn’t want me here, then why did you call me and then stop picking up?"

I let out a groan. That was why he was here? I had called him because I was mad at seeing him and Sophia together and because I needed someone to talk to, not because I wanted him to fuck me again.

Or did I? Because I could still remember the way his cock had felt inside me, and I loved every moment, even though Nico had lied about so many things about himself.

"I didn’t call you because of that."

Nico grinned as he continued walking towards me. His massive cock was now completely out, and he was stroking it gently each time he took a step.

I tried not to look, I really did, but my eyes wouldn’t stop dropping down to stare at his cock, the way the precum was leaking out, the way Nico was moaning low.

My legs suddenly felt weak, and my already hardened cock was throbbing in immediate response.

Stupid cock, now was not the time.

"So princess, tell me, why the hell did you call if not for me to fuck you?" Nico demanded.

I chuckled and folded my arms, pretending as if I wasn’t affected by how close he was now standing, with only a single step between us. "Dream on. I didn’t call you because of that."

"Then why?" he asked, still stroking his cock. "Why the hell did you call me?"

"I..." I tried to speak, but then he closed the distance. His hand came around the back of my neck, pulling me forcefully closer to himself, and then he kissed me, sucking on my lips, biting down painfully, his other hand wrapping securely around my throat as he kissed me passionately, dominating my mouth.

"Liar," Nico muttered through the kiss, and then he bit hard on my lower lip, making a sharp pop sound as he broke away. "Tell me truly," he cupped my face, forcing my eyes to lock with his dark eyes, which were now filled with pure lust that made my toes tingle. "I want you to tell me the truth."

I blinked.

He was ordering me. How dare he? I tried to go against him, but I couldn’t. It was as if my body was naturally agreeing to his dominance.

That was crazy. A beta wasn’t supposed to have that kind of primal power over an alpha like me.

Truly, what the hell was he?

"You..." I found myself replying, but before I could fully answer, my phone started ringing yet again. I took my eyes off him for a moment and saw that it was my manager, Dorothy. "A moment," I muttered as I picked up the call.

"Hello Alaric, are you home? I am heading to your house. I have something I have to go through with you about your next race."

My eyes widened in shock as I stared at Nico, who was still standing in the center of my living room with his cock out.

"Uhm... I..." I wanted to reply to her, but suddenly I felt my body lifted completely off the ground. In the blink of an eye, I was no longer standing and was flopped hard onto the couch in my living room.

I let out a groan as Nico ruthlessly pulled down my trousers and briefs, and then he was between my legs again. My eyes widened as he buried his face directly into my hole, his hot breath teasing my skin before his tongue flicked heavily against my rim.

"F-fuuu... ahhnngh—" incoherent whimpers spilled from my lips, my voice cracking completely.

"What was that? I didn’t quite catch that," Dorothy’s voice came through the phone, curious and slightly concerned.

I tried to speak, to make up some excuse, but Nico’s strong hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider. He dove in deeper, his tongue lapping hungrily at my twitching hole, sucking and eating me out with filthy, wet sounds that echoed softly in the quiet room. He swirled and probed, devouring me like he was starved, his nose pressed hard against me as he moaned low into my ass.

"Putain, merde—!(Fuck, shit!)’’ I choked out, the French curse ripping from my throat as my body jerked violently.

He pulled back just enough to smirk up at me, his lips shiny and his chin wet, his eyes dark with wicked amusement. "Keep talking, baby. Don’t let her hear how good I’m making you feel," he whispered in a husky tone before burying his face back in, sucking harder on my rim.

My legs trembled, another broken moan escaping as pure pleasure shot through me.

"Did you just curse at me, Alaric? Where the hell are you? I am almost at your penthouse."

My face turned red immediately, and then I covered my mouth as another wave of intense pleasure shot through me.

I had to come up with a lie, else Dorothy was going to come here and meet Nico like this.

"I am sick," I lied, groaning out loud as Nico hit a spot that sent a violent jolt of sparks through my entire body.