Page 40 of Marked By the Alpha

I moved Simon’s head to bob on my meat and smiled every time he gagged. “I’m not feeling like you’re into it, Simon.”

His lip lifted in a scowl.

Feeling my mate against my body helped me get hard. “Man, I warned you after the game.” I patted his cheek. “Now suck.” Holding his head, I forced him to take more of my cock the way he did to Nolan.

Tears welled in Simon’s eyes when I shoved my dick further down his throat, and I felt something warm as he gagged and vomited on my lap.

I shoved him away and groaned. “You sick fuck.”

“You made me do that!” He bounced up from the floor and rushed me.

I hopped up from the bed and shoved him back into the wall. His voice muttered, “Fuck off.” As his head and body bounce into and break the drywall.

He slid to the floor and his eyes fluttered before he collapsed over onto his side.

“Get dressed, Nolan.” I turned to my mate and saw the tears falling down his face. Reaching up, I cupped his face gently. “I’m sorry.”

He choked out a sob and crawled across the bed, and opened a drawer without speaking.

I walked over to Simon and checked for a pulse. Once I found one and made sure he was breathing, I looked around for his clothes. Nothing Nolan had would fit me, and I didn’t want to walk us home naked.

Turning around, I saw them on the bed. I reached out to grab them and whispered to my mate. “I’m going to use the bathroom, then we’ll go.”

Nolan nodded and slipped a shirt over his head.

I went into the bathroom and used the sink to wash the vomit off my body before I got dressed. When I finished cleaning up, I found Nolan in the kitchen, holding a wooden spoon.

“What’s that?” I nodded to the spoon.

He pressed his lips together. “It belonged to my gran.”

I tilted my head and looked him over. “Is there anything else you want to take with you?”

He shook his head and pulled the spoon to his chest.

“Are you ready to go home?”

It took a moment, then he finally nodded.

“Would you like me to carry you?” I stepped closer to him and saw a tear roll down his cheek.

“Please.”

I scooped my mate up in my arms and walked us out of the apartment. I took the stairs slowly, so I didn’t jostle his body anymore than necessary. Then walked us out the front door in time to see Julius pull up.

“Hey, bay-bee!” He joked. “How much?”

“Two hundred for a hand job.” I tossed back at him.

“Sold! Get in!” He parked and hopped out, running around, opening the back door for us.

I slid into the back seat and cradled Nolan to my chest.

“Nolan, if you need or want anything, I can come back later and get it for you.”

“Thank you, Julius.” He dropped his head on my shoulder, and Julius pulled away, heading towards my house.

Ten

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