Chapter 19 Decision
Decision
Davidson
I pulled out my phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Leo.
“You can message Dr. Clearbridge yourself.”
He took the phone from me and typed for a while. Then he turned the screen for me to read.
Please, cancel my appointment, today 4 p.m., Leonard Chase. Thank you. br
“And are you sure it’s what you wish, love? You’re not doing it because you know I want it?”
Leo gave me a crooked smile. “I won’t ever be sure of anything. But I want this. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything as much as this. Are you sure?”
“Send it.”
He pressed send and handed me back my phone. His body slumped with a loud exhale. We sat in my office chair, cuddling in silence, until his stomach growled.
The decision must have brought Leo relief because he kept smiling. It was such a joy to see him content.
“I’m taking you out,” I said when we finished lunch.
His eyes got big. “Tonight?”
“I hadn’t told you about the event yet because I didn’t want to distract you when you had more important things on your mind. Maybe now you’re in the mood to celebrate? We will be confined to the house starting tomorrow, so it’s our last chance.”
Leo frowned and shifted in his seat nervously. “We can’t go out, can we?”
“I spoke to Hassel. It was actually his idea. He thinks it can help to make our relationship public which I have my doubts about. But currently, there’s no risk. We’ll have my men accompany us to the event, and the venue is secured.”
“What event?” he asked, still sounding wary.
“It’s an exhibition opening at the Museum of Architecture. Very fancy. The mayor and the governor are both coming.” I winked.
At that, Leo gasped with horror. “But I have nothing to wear!”
“Is that your only worry, love?”
“Davidson, with all due respect, I can’t go to a vernissage in jeans and a hoodie.” His tone was scathing, and I grinned wider. My fiery mate was getting comfortable enough with me to show his claws, and I loved it.
“I agree. You’d look ludicrous next to me in my tuxedo.”
He glowered at me, and I took a moment to appreciate the honed vicious expression he wore. He looked like a particularly gorgeous revenge god.
“Darling, you’re beautiful,” I sighed.
“Stop making fun of me!”
“I’m not. You’re gorgeous when you’re angry. It makes me want to lick you head to toe.”
He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “But seriously. I can’t go.”
“Hassel confirmed your apartment isn’t watched anymore and that Altera knows you’re with me. That’s why he retreated. Whether it’s temporary or not, I made sure to get your things. Hassel opened the apartment for my staff, and the contents of your wardrobe will arrive in a couple of hours.”
Leo looked stunned, then a little suspicious.
“Um. Did I overstep?”
“A little,” he hedged. “And you arranged all of that so I could go to a party with you?”
“I thought you liked parties.”
“I do.” He relaxed, and I took his hand where it lay on the table. He seemed to be fighting the urge to smile, then gave up. “Thank you.”
“I can’t wait to show you off.”
He bit his lip, grinning.
The coy look in his eyes required a long fuck on the kitchen table.
He writhed and moaned, then gasped with pleasure when I managed to bend down and take his nipple into my mouth while I pumped into him.
His milk was abundant, and I made sure to empty him properly so he wouldn’t be uncomfortable tonight.
His nipples had gotten big. Raw, dark pink, used.
So wildly erotic. Knowing very well I couldn’t take my eyes off them, Leo sat in my lap after I came and played with them, tugging and pinching, while I watched.
He looked like a damned incubus when he pulled on them, licking his lips and rocking on my half-hard cock.
“Can I clean your cock with my mouth, Master?” he asked in a whisper.
“Do it. Keep touching your nipples with both hands.”
He knelt on the tiles by the kitchen table and licked and sucked me clean, all the while rolling his nipples between his fingers.
Sex fiend that he was, he got hard again.
“Get up.”
He stood, holding his nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
“Let go of them.”
Breathtaking. His slim cock strained toward me, the jewel at the tip gleaming, his reddened nipples stuck out, big and hard, and he was panting.
“Turn around and show me your hole.”
He did as he was told, pulling his ass cheeks apart and presenting me his cum-stained pucker. It seemed puffy and tender, protruding a little as his body prepared for the heat.
“You look ripe, darling. I can’t wait to breed you.” I tapped his wet hole with two fingers.
Gasping softly, he shivered.
“But you have to get yourself under control. You’re not getting fucked until late tonight.”
“I’ll calm down, I promise.”
“You must. I can’t take you anywhere when you’re horny like this.” I stood, hovering behind him, and lowered my face so I could whisper into his ear. “You’re a nympho.”
Leo leaned against me, giving out a low moan. “I’m sorry. You’re making me want you all the time, and I’m so close to my heat. I can’t help myself. I love your cock so much. But I’ll do whatever you say. I can wait.”
“I don’t think you can. Look at you. So horny you’re shaking.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll do what you say. I promise.”
The power he gave me made me dizzy. I pressed three fingers against his hole, hard, until his rim gave way and stretched around them.
Leo cried out. He was full of cum and slick, the tissue inside his ass all swollen.
With my other hand, I grabbed him by his throat and held him with his back against my chest. I prodded with my fingers, crooking them and pumping my hand, and Leo groaned.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
“What for, my fuckhole?”
“Your fingers. For putting them in my ass.”
“You’re not fit for company, my little slut. Jerk yourself off.” I glanced at the clock on the microwave. “You have two minutes.”
Grinding on my hand, Leo worked himself furiously until his hole clenched around my fingers and a few drops of his cum splattered on the floor. It took little more than a minute.
“Good boy. Better now?”
“Yes, Master. Thank you so much for letting me come one more time.”
I slapped his ass with my stained hand. “Shower, now.”
I had tons of work, but that could wait. I washed Leo meticulously, then we took a swim and a walk. When his things got delivered, he hurried upstairs to unpack and prepare, flushed with excitement. I sat down in my office to get the most urgent matters out of the way.
I used the downstairs bathroom to shower and went up to change.
Leo’s belongings were unpacked, his luggage stacked along the wall, but Leo was nowhere to be seen.
Then I heard the blow-dryer buzz in the ensuite.
I was tempted to check in on him but decided to let him get ready in peace.
Instead, I shrugged into my tuxedo and went to grab a drink by the pool.
After seven, Leo came down the stairs to the atrium dressed up for the event, and my jaw literally dropped.
His hair was simply combed back, no visible product in it, but his full lips shone with gloss, the sensual shape of them standing out.
He wore shimmery cream pants that clung to his long legs like a second skin.
His white shirt had a high collar, around which he’d tied a golden bow tie.
It would have been a quite conservative look, but the material over his chest was transparent with delicate embroidered flowers over his pecs, hiding his nipples and bellybutton but revealing the contours of his torso.
Over that, he wore a simple harness from cream leather which matched his high-heeled boots.
My mate looked provocative, glamorous, dangerously sexy, yet elegant all at the same time, and I had never seen anyone or anything more beautiful.
He stopped a few feet in front of me, blushing.
“Too much?” he asked.
I forced myself to speak. “You look stunning, Leo. As you well know.”
He stepped into my embrace, and I pulled in his scent. Then I frowned.
“You smell different.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t go out smelling of upcoming heat. I…cleaned up on the inside and used scent-suppressing perfume. It will only last a few hours.”
“That was very clever of you, darling. I should have thought of it. And we don’t have to stay for long.” I kissed the corner of his mouth. “You’re so gorgeous, Leo.”
“You look particularly handsome as well,” he said, brushing his fingers over my bow tie.
“Ready?”
He blew out a breath. “Yes.”
He seemed nervous, but when I asked about it in the car, he said it was only because he hadn’t been out like this in a long time.
“As long as you’re with me, I’m okay,” he said.
“I’m not letting you out of my sight for a second, love.”
That earned me a grateful smile.
We arrived at the museum fashionably late. My driver dropped us off by the entrance, and I walked down the fenced-off lane surrounded by a throng of photographers with Leo holding on to my arm with both hands.
Within an hour, we were the hype of the evening. Half of the room was wondering who the breathtaking young omega was, and the other half spun the rumor mill about Leonard Chase being in Ardaine, dating me, and what it meant.
I just hoped Hassel was right.