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The Mate You Give

Wealth, fame, power, Alpha Davien is the stereotypical playboy who has both the looks and commitment issues. Leading one of the most powerful packs in the whole of New York, life couldn't be much better for him. That was, till his father made an announcement that changed his all so perfect life. With his father stepping down from chairman and their company merging with their number one rival. Davien was left with no choice but to agree to a marriage between himself and the heir of their rivals to preserve the peace and keep his inheritance. Infamous for rejecting three mates in a row, Davien is certain that his so called marriage would end as miserably as any other of his entanglements. However, on the night of his engagement party to Silvia, the eldest daughter and heir to the company, a surprise guest arrives at the event. Kian Saint. The nineteen year old rebel son of the rival company, rumoured to have gone to prison abroad and was deported. Tension rises when Davien and Kian both discover that they're actually each other's mates! Determined not to lose his inheritance, Davien offers Kian a large sum of money with the intention of rejecting the mate bond. Things go south when Davien hears what Kian has to say... "Do I look stupid? Why should I accept this small amount when I can become your husband and have all your money to myself?" Conflicted, he tries to approach Silvia but is left stunned at what she has to say. "I'll admit, I'm a bit shocked myself, but I'm glad Kian has a mate! As long as you keep my brother happy, I won't run your company into the ground." Left with no other choice, the playboy Davien marries an omega seven years younger!

Riceballs_25 · LGBT+
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Chapter 107

Davien's P. O. V

"Ah!"

"Mwah!"

"Haa!"

Without breaking the kiss, I hooked my arms underneath Kian's ass and hoisted his feet off the ground. Deepening the kiss, he hooked his legs around my torso and cupped the side of my face, moving his lips roughly against mine.

My palm rode up his spine making him shudder under my touch. I walked over to the door and closed it from inside, then placed Kian's back against the wall.

Pulling away, I watched Kian roll his tongue across his lower lip, savoring my taste. I ran my fingers through my hair, still drinking in the shock that he was here, with me, and not Knoxwell downstairs.

"We should…get a room…" Kian grunted, with his fucking legs still hooked behind my back. The tip of the heels pressed against my skin, fueling my imagination of all the positions I wanted him in those heels.

A grin escaped my lips, "And here I thought you were into rooftop sex."