The mirror behind him was a silent witness to his flushed skin, wide eyes, and the slow rise and fall of his chest as Clyde stepped between his trembling thighs.
Ryley shook his head, breath trembling. "C-Clyde… w-wait…" His thighs pressed together instinctively, but the Alpha pried them apart with a force that made the cords above creak.
"Never take back your words, Ryley."
The first hot slide of Clyde's mouth around him had Ryley's head snapping back against the mirror, a gasp breaking into a moan.
"Ah—oh, f-fuck—" His toes curled against Clyde's shoulders, the Alpha's tongue tracing every sensitive ridge until the teasing turned merciless.
"Taste just like you— made only for me," Clyde murmured against him before taking him deeper, slow and excruciating, until Ryley was squirming helplessly.
"Clyde—! I—I'm—" His cry cut off as his release tore through him, spilling into the Alpha's mouth.
