(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 553: A mark of love (m)

The sound of skin slapping skin filled the air. Andrew’s hips thrust up, over and over, into the welcoming, wet hole of Maxwell’s ass. Andrew’s breath was laboured, Maxwell’s hands grasped at Andrew’s hips, both men moaning and cursing at the feeling of each other sliding against the other.

"Andy, oh my god." Maxwell sobbed, and Andrew felt his gaze draw towards the pretty expanse of his neck. He wanted to get it perfect, he didn’t want his bite to be sideways. He wanted it to look great on Maxwell’s skin.

The focus had his hips thrusting harder, the sounds of Maxwell’s pleasure filling his ears and making Andrew’s breath fan hot against the sensitive skin. Maxwell, able to sense what Andrew was about to do, gasped loudly.

"Please! Oh please! Andy, do it! Bite me! Mark me!" Maxwell’s loud words filled the air, making it even harder for Andrew to think. The painful bite of Maxwell’s fingers in his flesh only spurred Andrew on. His breath came out in a pant, his eyes focused on the beading skin of his neck.

Andrew tilted his head, angling his head so that his teeth were aligned with Maxwell’s spine. A bite that would hug the column of it. Beautiful. Pretty. His.

The only thing that would prove to Maxwell he was never leaving. The thing that would make it so that they were bound forever. His omega. His Maxwell. His partner.

"Are you sure?" Andrew didn’t want to ask, his voice raspy, but this wasn’t something he was going to mess up. This wasn’t doubt. This was making sure that Maxwell was with him 100% of the way. Andrew would never be like his father.

"Yes! Yes Andy, I’m sure! Oh god, I think I’m going to cum when you bite me!" Maxwell’s desperate pleas fell on his ears and Andrew felt his head grow dizzy. His mouth watered, his hands trembled and his thrusts halted for a second.

Andrew aligned his mouth up, making sure that he had the right position before he forcefully thrust into Maxwell, making the other man cry out. At the same time Andrew clamped his teeth down. Harder and harder. He could feel the tension of Maxwell’s skin against his teeth, the needy way that Maxwell wiggled his hips. The breathless way that Maxwell moaned and Andrew felt his hips continue to pump into him.

In and out. In and out.

Until blood filled Andrew’s mouth and something made his spine snap straight. His moan filled his mouth, Maxwell’s cut off gasp filling the air as Maxwell’s nails drew blood on Andrews’ forearms. Andrew felt his balls draw up, his cock swelling as he came and knotted inside of Maxwell. Maxwell’s ass hugged him tightly, squeezing his cock as his body jerked. Soundlessly cumming on Andrew’s cock as both men froze.

Something was changing, something that Andrew couldn’t see, but could feel. Maxwell jerked as Andrew tightened his jaw, more blood filling his mouth as his teeth sunk in deeper.

"Oh fuck." Maxwell sobbed, sucking in a deep breath. "Oh fuck." He repeated, sounding like he was on the edge of tears. Andrew felt worry fill him and he wanted to let go. He really did, but there was something that prevented him from doing so.

Something primal, something forceful that wasn’t going to let him do so.

Andrew’s body tightened around Maxwell like a damn snake, holding him in place, a soft growl leaving his lips as blood pooled in his mouth and he swallowed. Each swallow of blood did something strange to Andrew’s system. He could feel how his body was shifting, and the scent that filled his nostrils was changing as well. Andrew could feel it, the tiny shift. The change.

Andrew and Maxwell’s bodies were changing. Adjusting. Adapting.

It took several more minutes before whatever was filling Andrew released its tight grip on Andrew’s throat, letting him think and breathe properly. Andrew’s tight jaw loosened, and he began to lick the swollen, still bleeding mark that he had left on the back of Maxwell’s throat. Andrew pulled back, staring at the mark and felt pride swell in his chest.

It looked perfect. His teeth were in perfect view, and he hadn’t even gotten a wrong angle on it either. It would look so pretty with Maxwell’s suits, and secretly, it would sit just high enough that it would peek out from his dress shirts, but Maxwell would likely not know.

Only those taller than him would notice. It was sneaky, and Andrew wasn’t normally the sneaky one, but he did it not because he didn’t trust Maxwell, but because he didn’t trust other alphas.

Andrew pressed a shaking kiss against the mark, and suddenly, he couldn’t see. His eyes were spilling over with tears and Andrew’s body began to shake. Maxwell let out a shaky breath.

"I-Is it done?" Maxwell asked, his voice small and Andrew sniffed.

"We’re mated." Andrew told him, his voice catching. "Maxy, we’re mated." Maxwell couldn’t exactly turn in Andrew’s arms, not the normal way.

"Andy, turn over onto your back. I want to see you." Maxwell ordered and Andrew did as was asked. He even helped Maxwell turn on his dick with a lot of hissing and starts and stops before finally, they were chest and chest.

Maxwell had his own tears streaming down his face, his blue eyes rimmed with red. He sniffed, his arms wrapping around Andrew’s neck and squeezing tightly. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"You’re mine. Forever." Maxwell whispered, his voice rough. "You’re mine. Mine mine mine. You’re never leaving." Maxwell’s voice held so much emotion that it made Andrew cry harder.

"You’re mine too. My Maxy. My omega. My husband. My mate." Andrew felt like a damn baby, but Maxwell wasn’t any better. He let out a wet laugh, pulling back to kiss Andrew’s face, peppering him with uncharacteristic soft, feathery kisses.

"My alpha. You’re mine. My Andy, my husband. Now no one can touch you. I can fight for you, you’ll smell like us. No one can get close." Maxwell’s voice sounded slightly unstable, his hands trembling. "You’re never leaving me." It was a fervent whisper, and Andrew felt more tears spill from him.

"I’m never going to leave you. I love you, Maxy. I love you so much. Did it hurt? Are you okay?" Andrew asked, worry taking over some of the happiness. Maxwell continued kissing Andrew’s face, laughter touching his lips.

"Baby, I love you so much. So, so much. I’m never going to be able to put it into words properly." Maxwell’s admission, his confession had Andrew halting.

"W-What?" Andrew was a little startled by Maxwell’s behaviour, but not in a bad way.

"Love you. Love you so much. God, I’m so happy I met you. Fuck. You’re mine, I’m going to have your baby, we’re going to build a beautiful life together. You have no choice. You’re mine." Andrew blinked, trying to clear his eyes of his own tears to catch the way that Maxwell was looking at him.

When he did, he found that the smaller man had this beautiful, terribly sad expression on his face. Like he’d been worried this whole time about something heavy and now it was gone. Off his shoulders.

Andrew realised with a start that Maxwell had worried that Andrew was going to leave. That without the mark, Andrew could leave. Not that he would ever leave, but that Maxwell had prioritized Andrew’s own trauma over Maxwell’s. Andrew felt his heart swell two times the size for the tiny man in his lap, filled with his dick.

"Angel..." Andrew whispered and Maxwell sniffed, shaking his head as he pressed another kiss against Andrew’s forehead. Andrew realised how much his lips were trembling, his body shaking with his touch. Andrew let out a shaky breath. He pulled Maxwell closer, tucking his head into the crook of Andrew’s neck. "I was never going to leave. I wasn’t. I love you too much to even consider that, but now we aren’t going to be apart ever. You’re my own and only. Always. My Angel. My Maxy. And we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together." Maxwell’s tight nod against Andrew’s throat and Andrew squeezed him tighter.

It was all coming out. The simple bite was making all of their insecurities come out of the woodworks, and at the same time, settling them down into dust. Andrew pressed gentle kisses against his shoulders, rocking slightly as he held Maxwell in his arms.

He could feel the wetness from his tears on his skin, his heart breaking that Maxwell had kept all of this inside of him until now. That he had been so strong for Andrew, so considerate, and now?

Now Maxwell could let it go. Andrew had both of them. Andrew wasn’t going to let them fall. They were bound together. Andrew would never take another omega for the rest of his life. Maxwell was his fated mate, the man who called to his body and soul, and they were in the middle of their honeymoon and making a baby.

A harsh breath left Andrew’s lungs, the weight of those words leaving his shoulders. He’d been so afraid of this moment, so scared for so long. Since he’d been a child, but now?

Now he felt nothing but freedom. Freedom to love the man that he loved freely, with his whole heart.

"We’re going to make such beautiful babies, Maxy." Andrew whispered against his skin. Maxwell let out a wet laugh.

"They’re going to be gorgeous." Maxwell agreed, his tears still falling. "You’re just realising this?" Maxwell tried to tease and Andrew squeezed him a little tighter.

"With you as their Dad, of course they are going to be gorgeous, and with me as their Dad, they’re going to be cuddle bugs. I hope you’re ready for that." Andrew warned and Maxwell stiffened.

"Oh no. I didn’t consider that." He whispered and Andrew laughed. Truly laughed, his body shaking at the raw panic in Maxwell’s voice. It was such a silly thing to worry over that Andrew couldn’t help it.

"I love you." Andrew gushed. "I love you so much, Maxy. However, let’s take a break for a moment. Someone needs a moment to compose themselves, and I want to make sure I didn’t hurt you." Andrew pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "Plus, the food might have arrived by now, and I’m feeling extra protective. I need to make sure I feed you more than just cum today." Andrew told him. Maxwell’s shoulders shook.

"Fuck. Yeah, fair enough, though I wouldn’t complain if you fed me just cum." Maxwell teased. Andrew felt a growl leave his throat before he could stop himself. It was Maxwell’s turn to laugh. "Protective Daddy Andy coming out." Maxwell teased, pulling back, tear streaks still running down his face but his eyes bright.

Andrew felt something strange churn in his gut when Maxwell called him Daddy. That was the one area he hadn’t touched during his exploration days. Maxwell, thankfully, was still a little too raw from his emotions to catch on, which was the only thing that saved him. A more aware Maxwell would have latched onto that small shiver.

"Let’s get some food into you, hmm? Make sure you have enough energy for later, alright?" Andrew murmured, his voice low and seductive. It was enough to distract Maxwell, thankfully, and Andrew knew he had dodged a bullet. Maxwell’s loving gaze was enough to melt any worry away.

"You need to eat too, then." Maxwell told him and Andrew nodded.

"Of course, my love. We’ll eat together."