Bondage and Marriage - 44

Of course, Ian did not want to go to his own birthday party. He usually did not care much about his birthday, and the fact that the party was being held at the Frost family’s home made him even less inclined to attend. However, when he saw Noah sitting dejectedly and picking at his food, Ian’s irritation rose.

Noah would likely want Ian to go to the party with him. Noah probably did not want to worry Tanner. Ian had heard that Noah’s recent, inadvertent spreading of rumors had already caused their youngest son much distress. If Noah did not attend the party, what would Tanner think?

While it would be amusing to see Tanner storm in and make a scene, Ian still wanted to torment Noah further. Noah had been in this house for almost two months now. In other words, Noah had stubbornly endured Ian’s bullying for almost two months. Ian wanted to try something even more cruel and unusual.

As Ian expected, Noah reluctantly agreed to go, his face filled with fear of what Ian might do. Ian purposely scheduled it for the night before the party. Seeing Noah’s pained and terrified expression always pleased Ian and made him want to torment him more.

Outside the manor would be better than inside. Ian planned the evening using only elements that would unsettle the average person – places that would not allow easy reassurance, out in the open… Calling in a Tear employee would be a good idea too. Tear employees were accustomed to assisting in others’ “plays.” Ian hoped Noah would feel even more humiliated. His cruel thoughts bloomed. No, more than just humiliation… it would be even better to make Noah unsure of who was assaulting him.

Finally, the night before the birthday, when Ian took Noah to the restaurant, he tweaked his plan a bit. He had originally intended to blindfold Noah and have the waiter touch him, but… even Ian found the idea of having someone else handle the person he embraced daily to be quite unpleasant. When his lover (or rather, s3x partner) had suggested a threesome before, he hadn’t felt this way. But that was with someone he was at least married to. Ian thoughtlessly mused.

As always, tormenting Noah that night was enjoyable. The muffled moans forced out of Noah’s sealed lips were deeply satisfying. The pitiful trembling of Noah’s body every time Ian touched him while his eyes were covered only made Ian’s wicked thoughts grow stronger. Ian’s mood soured, however, when a troubling realization struck him.

Even as Noah was being tormented, he seemed to be physically aroused. But what if Noah thought it was the waiter, not Ian, touching him? If he was responding to the waiter’s ministrations, not Ian’s… Ian knew this was a ridiculous notion, since he had deliberately created this confusion, but the unpleasant thought made him dismiss the waiter. He then snapped at Noah, asking if being forced like this was enjoyable.

And when he finally, forcibly extracted that word “yes” from Noah, it stirred something deep within Ian. That something had been quietly coiled within him, and now it hissed threateningly. Looking at Noah’s tear-stained cheek, Ian had a sudden thought.

Even if he would eventually cast Noah out, this omega was still his. So why not make sure this omega knew who his alpha was? After the divorce, seeing Noah tormented by the touch he hated yet couldn’t forget, and showing that to Tanner – wouldn’t that be delightful? Imagining Tanner’s reaction to a son bearing the scent of an alpha he loathed filled Ian with a certain pleasure, though he couldn’t quite say if it was because of Noah or Tanner.

So in the restaurant, Ian violated Noah again and again. Noah’s agonized shifting, his crying and whimpering, or his final ragged breathing as he was manipulated – it was all incredibly stimulating to Ian. No matter how much he took Noah, it wasn’t enough. Something was missing.

Suddenly coming to his senses, Ian found Noah limp and spent beneath him. He hadn’t meant to push things this far. Had the single glass of wine he had drunk earlier really been that potent? Clicking his tongue, Ian helped Noah up and shoved him into the limousine. The thoroughly tormented Noah was too exhausted to speak.

Seemingly very tired, Noah immediately hung his head as he sat in the limousine. Watching the delicate eyebrows, the same vivid color as his hair, flutter and close, a dark thought surged within Ian. Why should he be concerned about Noah’s condition? Without hesitation, Ian pulled Noah’s ankle towards himself.

As Noah responded to his every movement, those innocent blue eyes gazing up at him, Ian felt an ache somewhere deep inside. He watched the disheveled Noah beneath him… the omega’s pheromones, so docile and sweet, seeping into Ian. Ian’s eyes darkened with malice… No matter how many times they coupled, it could never compare to the satisfaction of a true mating.

And finally, when he did mate, the sense of fulfillment was unparalleled! Ian growled contentedly as he explored Noah’s lips. Not just his lips, but he possessed Noah’s entire body. Wasn’t the alpha’s ownership of the omega a given? Ian reveled in the blending of Noah’s two pheromones.

Ian realized Noah had lost consciousness as his own swollen arousal began to subside. Until then, he had bitten and sucked at Noah’s skin like a drunk, leaving his marks, but now he paused and frowned. Surely Noah hadn’t actually fainted…? No, he had truly passed out.

Noah’s state was closer to exhausted sleep than fainting, but Ian, having so thoroughly satisfied his desires, found it a bit puzzling. Just what had Noah been doing at the manor to be unable to endure this? Ian callously disregarded this, biting and tearing at Noah’s slightly swollen lips one more time.

Usually, Ian would have been annoyed and left Noah to be cared for by someone else. But today, Ian was in an unusually generous mood. Ian kindly straightened Noah’s clothes and held him close on his shoulder. Ian could feel Noah’s arm and head slumped against his back as he walked. The staff who had come to greet their employers were surprised to see Ian carrying Noah inside.

Ian took Noah straight to his room. The staff seemed to like Noah, so the well-kept room felt warm. Noah was placed on the bed, almost as if he had been thrown there, but he did not wake up. Ian wondered if Noah had really just passed out, not just fallen asleep. Ian undressed Noah and was satisfied with what he saw – the marks on Noah’s neck and chest, and the strong alpha pheromones. Ian briefly thought that he couldn’t help being an alpha who wanted to claim ownership of Noah. After covering Noah with a blanket, Ian left the room.

The next day at work, Ian had forgotten about his birthday party until Benjamin Frost called to say that Noah couldn’t attend. Ian nonchalantly responded, though he didn’t fully understand why Noah couldn’t go. He still planned to briefly attend the party.

At the small, awkward party, the guests seemed more interested in seeing Noah than celebrating Ian’s birthday. Iana enjoyed watching the tense atmosphere, especially Taner’s suspicious looks. When Iana received a text from Miriam saying Noah was unwell and the doctor was called, Iana made an excuse to leave the party and hurried home.

When Iana arrived, the doctor had not yet come. Iana went to Noah’s room and saw him lying there, breathing heavily and moaning. Iana approached Noah slowly, wondering how serious his condition was.