Chapter 55: Knotted by my corporate rival -10

"I watched you take that entire room apart," Silas said between kisses, voice dark with want. "My Omega. Standing there smelling like sex and power and me, and not one of them could touch you. Do you have any idea what that did to me?"

Kael got Silas’s cock free and stroked it firmly. "Show me."

Silas spun him around, bent him over the narrow console table in the hallway, and shoved Kael’s trousers and underwear down in one pull. Kael was already slick, hole soft from days of heat and constant claiming. Silas rubbed the head of his cock through the wetness, then pushed in with one long thrust that punched a moan out of Kael’s throat.

"Fuck. Yes."

Silas set a hard, deep rhythm immediately, hands locked on Kael’s hips. "This is what you get for being that ruthless in public. You come home and I remind you who gets to see you fall apart."

Kael braced both hands on the wall and pushed back to meet every thrust. The wet slap of skin echoed in the open space. "Then remind me properly. Don’t hold back."

Silas reached around and wrapped a fist around Kael’s cock, stroking in time with his hips. "You walked in there with my mark showing and your real scent free and still made them sign everything over. Do you feel how hard that makes me? How much I want to keep you full and claimed while you stay the sharpest person in every room?"

Kael’s voice broke on a moan. "I feel it. Fuck, I feel all of it through the bond. Keep talking. Keep fucking me."

Silas leaned over his back, mouth at his ear, pace turning punishing. "We’re equals out there. You lead. I destroy anyone who tries to cage you again. But in here you’re mine to open and fill and make come until you remember you never have to carry any of it alone. Say it."

"I’m yours," Kael gasped. "And you’re mine. Equals. Partners. Now harder."

Silas gave him harder. The console table rocked under the force. Kael’s cock leaked steadily over Silas’s fist. The bond fed every sensation back and forth until Kael could feel Silas’s fierce pride and hunger layered under his own climbing pleasure.

"Come for me," Silas ordered. "Come while you’re still dressed like the man who just took his company back. Let me feel it."

Kael came with a broken shout, hole clamping tight around Silas’s cock, spilling over the Alpha’s hand and onto the floor. Silas fucked him through it without slowing, then buried himself deep and followed, pulsing hot inside him in long waves.

They stayed locked together, breathing hard. Silas pressed open-mouthed kisses along the claiming mark and the back of Kael’s neck.

"Bed," Kael managed. "I want you again. Properly. On your back so I can ride the man who stood behind me while I burned my old life down."

Silas pulled out slowly, turned Kael around, and kissed him deep and filthy. "Anything you want. Always."

They left a trail of clothes down the hallway. By the time Kael shoved Silas onto the bed he was fully hard again, the bond and the leftover adrenaline keeping both of them desperate. Kael climbed on top, straddled him, and sank down onto Silas’s cock in one smooth slide. The stretch pulled a long, satisfied sound from both of them.

Kael started to move, hands braced on Silas’s chest, taking him deep every time. "This is what I wanted when I signed those papers. Not the contract. This. You under me. Me choosing it. Us building something they can’t touch."

Silas’s hands gripped his thighs hard enough to bruise. "Then take it. Use me. Show me the Omega who just walked into a boardroom full of Alphas and made them sign their own defeat."

Kael rode him harder, the wet sound of their bodies filling the quiet bedroom. His cock bounced against Silas’s stomach with every drop of his hips. "I’m going to rebuild everything. My way. With you. And every night I’m coming home to this. To you inside me. To the bond. To the fact that I don’t have to hide a single part of myself anymore."

Silas thrust up to meet him. "Damn right. Come on my cock again. I want to feel you clench while you still smell like victory and me."

Kael reached down and stroked himself in time with the rise and fall of his body. The second orgasm built fast and mean. He came with Silas’s name on his lips, hole pulsing, cock spilling across Silas’s chest. Silas followed almost immediately, gripping Kael’s hips and holding him down while he flooded him again.

Kael collapsed forward onto Silas’s chest, both of them slick with sweat and come and the heavy scent of bonded mates. Silas’s arms wrapped around him, hands stroking slow up and down his back.

They stayed like that for a long time, joined, breathing together. The city lights glittered beyond the windows. Somewhere below them the company Kael had just taken back was already shifting under new orders.

Kael lifted his head eventually and looked down at the man who had spent seven years engineering a trap that turned into the only real freedom he had ever known.

"We’re going to be dangerous together," Kael said.

Silas’s smile was slow and full of dark satisfaction. "We already are. Power couple in every boardroom that matters. And when the doors close, you’re still the Omega who begs for my cock and wears my mark like a warning."

Kael clenched around him deliberately, feeling the soft sound it pulled from Silas’s throat. "Say it again."

"You’re mine," Silas said, quiet and certain. "I’m yours. Equals. Mates. And I am never letting the world forget either of those things."

Kael kissed him, slow and deep, while the bond hummed steady and warm between them.

Outside, the city kept moving.

Inside the penthouse, the cold heir and the Alpha who had claimed him finally settled into the future they had built with blood, heat, and a contract that had become something far more permanent than either of them planned.

They were no longer rivals.

They were a matched set.

And the next person who tried to come for either of them would learn exactly how lethal a bonded pair could be when they stopped hiding and started hunting together.