Chapter: 56
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Caleb woke up feeling slightly better than he did the day before. He stretched slowly, wincing from the sharp pain he felt below his stomach. He hissed and sat up, looking around the room and a frown marred his face when he realized he was alone again. He looked toward the side of the bed where Conri should have slept and frowned when he noticed how undisturbed the sheets looked. He didn't need anyone to tell him that Conri did not come home last night. Or maybe he did and picked a different room.

Reynold had fooled him with the whole Erasthai thing. Feeding his head with dreams of hopelessness. Conri would never make him his Greatest Desire. He had only slept with him because of his Rut, nothing more. And whatever they had done during, was all done in the waves of his Rut. He didn't even come home. Was he repulsed by the thoughts of having sex with him that he would abandon his own bed? Or did he sleep in the arms of another? No! Caleb shook his head as if trying to rid his mind of the thoughts roaming about his head.

Even the Doctor treated him like he was special. Like the Lycan's Erasthai, and none of that was true. He blinked tears away from his eyes when he remembered the manner in which the doctor tended to him. Just like Reynold had done, the doctor who called himself Creiff, attended to him so carefully as if he were fragile and would break at the slightest touch. 'I'm glad you are back in his life.' The doctor's words lingered in his mind, and he sobbed softly. After wasting a few minutes crying like a loser, he got out of bed and into the bathroom to take care of himself.

While in the bath, he heard a knock on the bedroom door and didn't bother to call in whoever was out there. He simply ignored them. And it didn't seem as though the person needed his invitation, as shortly after he heard the knock, he heard a click of the door opening and closing a few times. Caleb ignored them still. He wasn't ready to face any more lies from them. He doesn't want anyone coming in here to tell him more fantasy tales of how he has been made the Lycan's Erasthai, and all that crap they've been feeding him since yesterday when even the Lycan is obviously avoiding his very existence. As he returned to the bedroom, a gasp left his lips when his eyes fell on a hanger filled with clothes. It seemed as if someone went out of their way to shop for him.

With trembling hands, he reached for the nearest item and pulled it toward him. It appeared to be a sweater. A gray sweater. Caleb ran his fingers over it, smiling fondly, before turning to the next item. This time a pair of jeans, along with some socks, were among the clothes on the hanger. He put the sweater over his head and looked at himself through the mirror. It was just right. He liked the color, the texture, the material... Everything! He ran his fingers over the material, it was soft but strong and durable. He sighed, feeling content and happy, the vexation just from mere seconds ago disappeared from his mind as he wore the rest of the clothes he picked out for the day.

He turned to find shoe boxes behind the hanger, and in them were pairs of shoes all his size. He slipped one on easily and gave himself one last look at the mirror before he turned toward the door. He paused before putting his hand on the knob, however, his eyes fell on the hanger spotting a scarf he hadn't noticed before. His brows furrowed and he grabbed it and brought it to his nose for a quick sniff. The smell of burning woods mixed perfectly with seawater wafted into his nostrils, and he felt his heart skip and his dick throb with excitement. Quickly, he pushed it away from his nose and stumbled into the door with his back pressed against it.

His breathing had become erratic at the overwhelming scent, and he tried to steady himself as he leaned against the door. But it was useless. He continued gasping for air and trying to get his heart to relax by taking deep breaths. His hands trembled uncontrollably and his heart beat furiously against his chest. His dick began to strain against his Jeans, and beads of sweat broke out across his forehead. His legs gave out under him causing him to stumble and collapse onto the ground, his knees hitting the floor hard enough for him to feel a dull ache throughout them. He gasped and held his hand up to his chest feeling the thumping rhythm underneath his fingers. He breathed deeply. He could feel a cold sweat dripping down his neck, and slipping into the collar of his shirt. The Lycan's scent drenched his senses, and when he looked down he could see his pants getting wetter by the minute, and as much as his body screamed for some kind of relief, his mind told him to control it, only it was becoming useless as well as impossible to do at this point.

He was going to burst at this rate, and when he saw he could not control himself anymore, he placed the scarf to the side, and pulled the sweater over his head, tossing it halfway across the room, he didn't want to get his mess on it. Then he began to kick his shoes off while unzipping and pulling the Jeans along with his boxer briefs down to his knees. He reached once again for the scarf with a trembling hand and slowly brought it to his nose for a second sniff. A loud whimper escaped his mouth upon inhaling followed immediately by an involuntary moan. He wrapped the scarf around his neck, and the soft material hugged his neck like wool.

The scent of the Lycan filling his nostrils, he shut his eyes and reached for his dick. He let go of the breath he had been holding and groaned. 'Conri' The word was stuck inside his throat like a brick. He couldn't stop thinking of the Lycan. As he began stroking his dick, he took in a breath while he sucked on his lower lip. His head lolled backward, letting the scarf hang loosely around his neck. It wasn't enough, he wanted more. He let go of his dick and shoved the Jeans off completely, stumbling to his feet and toward the bed, he flopped down on it, putting his legs up, spread his thighs wide open, then once again he breathed in the Lycan's Pheromones. It was all around him. The bed, the room, his eyes watered, and he grabbed his dick a second time, thrusting into his own warmth, he cried loudly.

"Rafa- ahh!" He mumbled between moans, panting heavily, he could barely breathe normally now. He arched forward, bringing his knees to his chest, and moaned loudly into the blanket, his other hand sought his warmth, and when he found it, he slipped two fingers into his wetness. His whole body trembled, cum spurting and spilling in his ass and stomach. He stayed sprawled on the bed, breathing heavily, his cheeks flushed red, his sweat clinging to his skin uncomfortably. He raised his head when he thought he heard something by the door, and his eyes bulged when they found Conri standing there, staring at him with such intensity burning through his eyes, it drove Caleb's spent dick into hardness in seconds. He tried to sit up but his hands fell limp into the bed when the Lycan's Pheromones hit his nostrils with such force it drove his senses into an overdrive of lust, and need.

"Are you seducing me?" Conri asked, from where he stood, his voice dripped with arousal. Caleb's eyes were half closed and his pupils dilated. A low growl emitted from Conri's throat as he approached the bed. "Because I'll gladly give myself to you." The look on his face sent shivers down Caleb's spine.

"C-Cold-," Caleb murmured breathlessly. His arms rose from the bed, and he extended them to the Lycan, silently begging. "Warm me up, please." He whispered in a hoarse voice. "Please..." He cried, wanting the Lycan's presence as close to him as possible. He wanted to wrap his arms around him, hold him close, and feel Conri's warm flesh against his own cold body. Needing the Lycan's heat surrounding him, warming him. He needed to have a little touch. Skin to skin. "Take your clothes off," He moaned, his dick throbbing and his hole twitching in anticipation.

Conri smirked wickedly. "As you wish, my Erasthai," Caleb moaned louder, his dick spilling without as little as a touch to it. There is something in the way he said that name that broke his last resolve, and he was shooting all over himself once again. Conri growled and tore his shirt open, he had almost gotten rid of his clothes on his way back. "My Desire, my Omega," He affirmed, revealing his naked torso. His cock sprang free and glistened beautifully when he pulled his pants off in one smooth move. Conri climbed onto the bed, he grabbed both Caleb's trembling thighs, holding them tightly as he lowered his head, and began to lick clean his Mate's essence.

The first lick caused goosebumps to appear on Caleb's skin, sending shivers to every nerve end of his body. The second lick brought him over the edge for the third time, and a stream of white-hot liquid shot from his tip spraying across Conri's face and into his hole. He cried out, convulsing violently on the bed. Conri was losing his mind, he could not control himself anymore. "I can't hold back anymore," He groaned, meeting Caleb's eyes. They burned so intensely with lustful passion.

"You don't have to," Caleb moaned in return, trembling uncontrollably underneath. "Make love to me- agh!" He yelped when a strong grip seized him by his waist and forced his ass up.

"Lift your ass," Conri demanded in an authoritative yet deep husky voice. "I need to taste you." He growled and Caleb knew what the Lycan meant, even though he didn't say it aloud, he understood perfectly. He lifted his ass higher, allowing the Lycan's tongue and teeth to feast on him. Conri licked and slurped hungrily; each time he bit or nipped the flesh, Caleb would moan and squirm in delight. When it seemed like the whole bottom of his cheeks were covered with a fine layer of saliva, and bite marks, Conri pulled away and sat up, bringing Caleb to sit on his lap, his cheeks resting nicely between his groin. Caleb moaned and quivered when he felt Conri's huge length rubbing against his crack, his breath shaky, and eyes glazed over.

"Ahh- Conri," He mumbled to himself. "Conri... please," He pleaded. He could hear how needy he sounded.

"Shhh," Conri said, pulling his hips slightly downward, teasing his twitching heat with the tip of his cock. Caleb clenched his eyes tightly and bit his lip. "May I?" Conri asked, and Caleb nodded quickly, moaning loudly when Conri pushed the tip of his member into his opening. Conri slid a few inches into his entrance, and rested his arm behind Caleb's waist, supporting him so he wouldn't fall back into the bed, and he thrust slowly, he didn't stop until he was buried balls deep inside his burning heat.

Caleb howled, his head lolling back as he let out a low cry of pleasure as Conri's length stretched him to the very edge. The tightness in his hole made him scream out in ecstasy, but before his eyes could flutter closed, he felt Conri shift his weight and got off the bed. Now standing on his feet, facing the open windows which overlooked the gardens, with Caleb in his arms, Conri held him by the waist so easily like he weighed nothing, and Caleb wrapped his shaky legs around his waist.

"I'm going to move now," He muttered and Caleb nodded. Conri began to thrust slowly, guarding his Mate by the waist as he moved slowly in and out. Caleb's claws dug into his shoulder blades, his fingers wrapped tightly into Conri's hair in a vice grip, biting down hard on his bottom lip, he moaned loudly and threw his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. "You are going to hurt yourself if you keep biting on your lip that hard..." Conri scolded and pointed to his shoulder, then with one deep thrust, Caleb slammed his head forward and into Conri's shoulder and bit down on it, drawing blood.

Conri growled and his thrust became frantic, he picked up speed, and increased the pressure he applied on Caleb's heat, making the Omega feel faint and dizzy. He couldn't tell who was pushing harder and whose muscles were tightening more. Both of their faces turned red, their breath quickening and heartbeats increasing. Caleb released a throaty moan, tears rolling down his face at his speed

He screamed incoherent words as Conri pounded into him relentlessly. "Ah!" Caleb's eyes shot open, tears streaming down his cheeks, his lips quivering, his body shaking, his orgasm rushing through his veins as his climax overtook his body. He tightened his legs around his Alpha's waist and gave into his instincts, crying out his lover's name. Conri continued thrusting furiously for several long moments, he was relentless. Caleb's body tensed up, his breath growing heavy, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He cried out, throwing his head back as he lost himself in bliss.

He was about to fall limp against Conri's chest and lose himself in the sweet embrace of sleep, but a sensation swept past his brain and he cried, his eyes bulged as he looked into Conri's eyes. "I-I I'm going to cum again... but-but I don't think it's cu-" The words barely left his mouth when a rush of intense, pulsating pleasure rushed through his body, making him arch his back as it crashed into him. Spraying all over their bodies, Conri lost his mind, his dick exploded, and he began to fill him up in great amounts. Caleb cried out once again, his body jerking erratically under his Mate's lust. He managed to hold him tight albeit his hands were going numb fast. His eyes barely stayed open at this point. Conri held him close for a good while, and when he felt he was better, he slowly let his dick slip from inside his lover's heat.

Caleb cried when he felt Conri's seed begin to slighter down from inside of him, it felt like another wave of orgasm and he moaned softly, having lost all strength. Conri carried him into the bathroom and sat him in the tub, then began to fill the tub up and set a nice warm fragrant bath for his tired Omega, who had his head resting on the porcelain rim of the tub. His eyes were half closed and his breath was shallow. He lay limply in the tub, and Conri smiled when he noticed he had fallen asleep.

["Reynold?"] He Linked the Butler. ["I need the sheets changed, and the floor mopped immediately,"] He broke the Link when he heard the other reply quickly. Conri got into the tub and sat behind his Omega, he rested his shoulder on his chest and began to gently scrub his body clean.

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He had woken up that morning to his Betas calls. He felt awful for not going home the night before, and he had to ask Rafa to leave their link open so he would know what goes on with their Omega. He felt his restlessness that morning, and while Conri wished he could return home to him, he got a call to attend a quick meeting, and immediately he cleaned up and got into clean clothes in his private room, right there in his office, he spotted the scarf he loved wearing and had it handed over to Colleen whom he ordered to bring the clothing hanger he had specially selected for Caleb back to the Manor and leave them with Reynold.

Colleen had added the scarf to the clothing collections, and Conri, even while he sat at the meeting kept waiting eagerly for when Caleb would pick the scarf. He needed to lift his mood and he knew his Pheromones would calm him a great deal. They have a lot to talk about and Conri was looking toward having a decent conversation when he returns home that evening, only Caleb wouldn't let that happen.

The meeting had started well, and Conri was in the middle of a speech when he felt his Mate's arousal. As if a bolt of lightning hit him straight between the eyes; his heart raced rapidly in his chest, and his pupils dilated instantly. And it didn't get any better. It got worse. He was moaning his name, and Caleb's needs were starting to harden his cock. Conri hissed when he could not bear it anymore, he immediately excused himself and didn't wait to be driven back, instead he shifted and ran.

Upon arrival, he found his Mate sprawled out on the bed, thrusting into his hand, he hadn't even noticed when he entered, and Conri nearly lost his mind when he caught his essence spilling from his tip. He lost it then.

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He shook his head at the thoughts and looked down at his still-sleeping Mate. They were both clean now. He got out first, dried himself with a towel, then reached for him. He carried him out easily and placed him on a seat in the bathroom, then he helped him dry up. He wrapped a robe around him, and carried him back into the bedroom, with the room clean and the sheets changed, he laid Caleb onto the bed and made to leave when Caleb grabbed him by the sleeves, stopping him from leaving.

Conri smiled and got into bed next to him, where Caleb proceeded to cuddle up close, hugging him tightly.

["Colleen?"] He called his Beta and smiled when he heard the other groan in reply.

["You ungrateful git!"] He snapped. ["Leaving me alone to deal with those monsters, how cruel,"]

["Forgive me, friend, but I could not control myself, not when he was doing those things to himself... I lost my mind."] He muttered in reply.

["Of course you did... Got a taste and now you've become greedy!"] Leon invaded his Link, and Colleen let out a loud laugh.

["Stay away from my head, you pervert!"] Conri groaned, shoving him away, and shutting his Link off to his soulmate.

["You know he's going to find his way back?"] Colleen asked, and Conri chuckled. ["What do you want?"]

["He won't let me leave, so I'll need you to take care of things tonight, and tomorrow."] He informed him.

["Of course, slave the Beta away, why don't we!"] He grumbled, and Conri shook his head, and broke the Link. He looked down on his sleeping Mate and kissed his hair tenderly. "I love you..." He muttered. "Rafa's Erasthai." He smiled and closed his eyes.