Chapter 89: Chapter 88: The Breaking Point
The rest of the afternoon was a slow torture. After the phone call with Daniel ended, Harrison did not say another word to Julius.
He simply picked up his phone, gathered his files, and walked out of the master bedroom. He went straight down the hallway to his private home office, closing the door firmly behind him to handle the rising threats from the Logan pack.
Julius was left completely alone in the quiet bedroom. The silence did not help his racing mind. Every time he took a step across the room, the rough material of his trousers rubbed against his dick, sending an agonizing wave of heat straight to his lower body. His frustration was mounting with every passing minute. He tried to lie down on the bed, but rolling around on the sheets only made the burning ache between his thighs feel worse.
By the time evening arrived, Julius was practically vibrating with pure need. His mind was completely consumed by the intense craving, and he could no longer think about his status as an Alpha. His body was screaming for relief, and Harrison was the only one who could give it to him.
Losing every single bit of his remaining pride, Julius stood up from the bed. His hands were shaking violently as he smoothed down his shirt. He walked out of the bedroom and marched straight down the corridor toward Harrison’s private office.
He didn’t knock. Julius simply pushed the door open, and stormed directly into the room.
Harrison was sitting behind his wide desk, looking over a map of the city’s shipping ports. He lifted his head slowly, his dark eyes instantly locking onto Julius’s flushed face and heavy breathing. Julius reached behind his back, grabbed the edge of the door, and shut it. He turned the lock, sealing them inside the quiet office together.
"Julius," Harrison said, his deep voice perfectly calm, though his eyes darkened slightly as he took in Julius’ desperate appearance. "I am in the middle of reviewing the security lines."
"I don’t care about the security lines," Julius said, his voice shaky as he walked straight toward the desk. He stopped right in front of Harrison, his chest heaving under his shirt. "I cannot take this anymore, Harrison. You need to take me right now. Break the punishment. Please."
Harrison leaned back in his large chair, interlacing his fingers over his chest. He looked completely relaxed. "I gave you a clear command last night, darling. You let another male’s scent near you. Have you forgotten?"
"I haven’t forgotten anything," Julius choked out, his eyes wide and glossy as he looked at him. "But it has been a whole day. I am going crazy. My entire body hurts. I am begging you, Harrison. Just touch me."
Harrison tilted his head, his face remaining completely expressionless as he decided to test Julius’s obedience one last time. "If you want it that badly, you have to show me how much you are willing to give up for it. Stand right there and tell me who you belong to."
Julius let out a soft, broken sob. The tight ache in his lower body was too intense for him to care about playing games. He walked around the desk, stepping directly into Harrison’s personal space.
Without waiting for permission, Julius crawled straight onto Harrison’s lap. He wrapped his legs around the big man’s waist, his hands coming up to grip the collar of Harrison’s white shirt tightly. Julius buried his face in the crook of Harrison’s neck, inhaling the comforting scent of his Enigma pheromones.
"I belong to you," Julius whispered desperately against Harrison’s warm skin, his hips twitching forward automatically to press his burning length against Harrison’s thigh. "I am yours, Harrison. Only yours. Please, I can’t suffer through this anymore. Fix me."
The feeling of Julius’s soft body moving against him, combined with the honest, broken submission in his voice, finally made Harrison’s control snap. Harrison’s dark eyes turned completely pitch black. A deep, territorial growl rumbled from his chest, making the air in the office instantly feel boiling hot.
His hands came down, wrapping firmly around Julius’s waist and lifting him slightly before slamming him back down against his lap to feel the full, hard shape of his arousal. Before Julius could answer, Harrison leaned up and captured his mouth in a deeply dominating, breathless kiss. Harrison’s tongue swept into Julius’s mouth, claiming him entirely, while his large hands moved down to grip Julius’s thighs, ripping the trousers away roughly.
Harrison shifted them quickly, clearing the papers off the desk with one sweep of his arm, lifting Julius up onto the table. He lifted Julius’s legs, draping them over his broad shoulders as he positioned himself between Julius’s thighs. The heat radiating between them was intense, the Enigma pheromones filling every corner of the locked office.
Harrison rested his large hands firmly on Julius’s hips, pinning him down against the the desk. He looked down into Julius’s flushed, desperate face, his dark eyes pitch black with total dominance.
"Look at me, Julius," Harrison commanded, his voice a deep, rough rumble. "Tell me exactly who is about to take you."
"You..." Julius breathed out, his fingers digging desperately into the table. His hips twitched upward, practically begging for the contact. "Harrison, please. Now."
Harrison did not make him wait any longer. With one slow push, he drove himself completely inside, entering Julius in a way that filled him entirely.
"Ah! Harrison!" Julius cried out, his head tossing back as a loud, breathless moan escaped his lips. The sudden, overwhelming fullness cleared the day-long ache instantly, sending a wild rush of intense pleasure straight to his core. He wrapped his arms tightly around Harrison’s neck, pulling the big man down against his chest as his body trembled from the impact.
Harrison let out a low, satisfied growl, his chest vibrating against Julius’s. He began to move, his strokes slow, and deeply possessive, hitting the exact spots that made Julius whine and shake beneath him.
"You are mine, baby," Harrison murmured against Julius’s burning ear, his pace picking up as his control slipped further. He gripped Julius’s waist tighter, his fingers leaving dark marks on his skin. "Every single piece of you. No other male gets to look at you, no one else gets to touch you. You belong to only me."
"Yes... only you, Harrison," Julius sobbed out, his mind completely undone by the friction and the crushing pleasure. He moved his hips in sync with Harisson, his breath coming in short, frantic gasps. The pressure in his lower body was building up to a dangerous peak, and he couldn’t take it anymore. "Harrison, please... I can’t hold it. Let me cum. Please, let me finish!"
Harrison chuckled darkly, a sound full of raw power, but he didn’t slow down. He drove into him even deeper, driving them both toward the edge. "Go ahead, darling. Take it. Cum for me."
With a final deep thrust from Harrison, Julius let out a loud, shattered cry, his body tightening completely as he found his release, spilling over his own stomach. Seconds later, Harrison tightened his grip, burying himself as deeply as possible inside Julius with a low groan, releasing his own heat and fully reclaiming his territory.
