Dew's Quill

What a way to find out your husband is having an affair with his male assistant🙂

The heavy scent of expensive bourbon and stale cigarette smoke clung to Adrian as he slammed Lior against the wall.

Adrian was tipsy, his movements predatory and urgent, his Alpha pheromones radiating a suffocating, possessive heat that made Lior’s knees buckle. Without a word, Adrian crashed his lips onto Lior’s, a bruising, hungry kiss that tasted of alcohol and desperation. Their tongues clashed violently, a frantic exchange of saliva and need.

Lior moaned into the kiss, his hands scrambling to tear at Adrian’s shirt, popping buttons that skittered across the polished hardwood floor.

Adrian didn’t slow down, his large hands groping Lior’s body with an obsessive intensity, squeezing his thighs and pulling his hips flush against his own hardening cock. They stripped each other with a feverish haste, clothes being discarded in a chaotic trail toward the center of the room.

As their clothes fell, Lior stood shivering, his pale skin contrasting with Adrian’s tanned, muscular frame.

Adrian was now completely naked, his cock hanging heavy and fully erect. But Lior still wore his chest binder, the tight fabric compressing his chest to hide the telltale leak of pregnancy pheromones.

Adrian’s eyes darkened, his pupils blown wide with lust. He didn't ask; he didn't hesitate. He just reached out and gripped the edge of the binder, his knuckles white. With a sudden, violent jerk, Adrian ripped the fabric open, the sound of tearing cloth echoing in the room.

Lior let out a sharp gasp, his chest heaving as his small, sensitive nipples were suddenly exposed to the cool air, already glistening with droplets of translucent fluid.

“My prettyOmega, your scent is heaven to me. You smell so good.” Adrian growled, his voice a low, gravelly vibration.

Adrian sat on the edge of the bed and hauled Lior up, hoisting him onto his lap. He positioned Lior so he was straddling him, facing him, their chests pressed together. Adrian didn't waste a second; he leaned forward and latched onto one of Lior's nipples, sucking hard. Lior let out a loud, high-pitched whimper, his fingers digging into Adrian’s shoulders as the Alpha gorged himself on the Omega's secretions. Adrian groaned, the sound guttural and primal, switching to the other nipple and kneading Lior's soft flesh with his palm, treating him like a prized possession.

Just outside the room, the door remained slightly ajar. Vivienne stood in the shadows of the hallway, her expression a mask of absolute neutrality. She watched through the gap, her eyes tracking every movement. For eight years, she had been the wife of the great Adrian Valehart, and for eight years, she had lived in a sexual desert. Adrian had never initiated sex with her; he was distant, and seemingly impotent in her bed. Even when she had resorted to drugging him to force a reaction, he remained limp or disinterested. She had genuinely believed he suffered from erectile dysfunction.

Seeing him now, she saw the truth. Adrian wasn't broken; he was simply disgusted by her, or perhaps just indifferent. The man she saw now was a beast, an obsessed Alpha who looked at Lior as if he were the only source of oxygen in the room.

Inside the room, Adrian’s patience had run out. He gripped Lior’s waist, lifting his ass slightly to align his thick, throbbing cock with Lior’s soaking wet entrance. Lior was already dripping, his scent a sweet, cloying invitation that drove Adrian insane.

With one powerful, singular thrust, Adrian buried himself deep inside Lior’s tight heat.

Lior screamed, a loud, sweet cry of pleasure that bounced round the walls of the room.

“Ah! Adrian! Please—!”

“You're so tight, baby... so fucking perfect for me,” Adrian groaned, his voice thick with obsession.

He began to pump into Lior with a rhythmic, punishing force. Each thrust was deep and deliberate, slamming their pelvic bones together with a wet, slapping sound. Adrian’s hands were everywhere— clutching Lior’s hair, gripping his ass, pulling him closer as if he wanted to merge their bodies into one.

Lior was a mess of whimpers and pleas, his head tossing back as Adrian hit his prostate over and over.

“Ahhh— Alpha! Please, more.” Lior sobbed, his body shaking with the intensity of the friction.

Adrian didn't hold back, his movements becoming more frantic, his breath coming in heavy, ragged gasps. He praised Lior incessantly, calling him “my good boy,” “my sweet Omega,” and “my favorite,” words he had never once uttered to Vivienne.

As Lior reached his peak, his body convulsing in a violent orgasm that sprayed cum across Adrian’s stomach, Adrian let out a roar. He flipped Lior onto his back on the bed, pinning his arms above his head. Adrian didn't stop; he drove back into Lior’s twitching hole, chasing his own high with a desperate hunger.

The pace accelerated, the bed frame banging against the wall, until Adrian’s body stiffened. His cock swelled, the knot at the base expanding rapidly, locking him firmly inside Lior.

Lior gasped, his eyes rolling back as he felt the Alpha’s knot stretch him wide, filling every inch of his inside. Adrian collapsed on top of him, groaning loudly, his face buried in Lior’s neck as he pumped wave after wave of hot seed deep into the Omega’s pulsing hole.

Vivienne watched the knotting process with an impassive gaze. She noted the way Adrian clung to Lior, the way he whimpered into the boy's skin— a vulnerability he had never shown her. He was begging Lior to take him, whispering pleas for the Omega to hold him, to keep him inside.

But the session was far from over. As the first knot began to slowly deflate, Adrian didn't pull away. He began to thrust again, using the remaining swelling to create an agonizingly tight friction. He didn't let Lior breathe, didn't let him recover. He flipped him over, shoving him onto his hands and knees, and hammered into him from behind.

For the next two hours, the room was a symphony of explicit sounds: the wet slap of skin, the guttural grunts of the Alpha, and the broken, needy cries of the Omega. Adrian was relentless. He fucked Lior into a state of delirium, his obsession manifesting in the way he marked Lior’s skin with bruises and bite marks.

Twice more, Adrian reached his limit, and twice more, he knotted Lior, locking them together in a primal bond of heat and fluid. Each time, he praised Lior, telling him how much better he felt than anyone else, how he belonged to him in every way that mattered.

Vivienne remained in the hallway, a silent witness to the raw, unfiltered passion of her husband. She saw the way Adrian’s muscles rippled, the way his cock looked glistening and red from the hours of friction, and the way Lior looked completely shattered and satisfied beneath him.

Her husband wasn't incapable; he was just selective.

As Adrian finally collapsed beside a trembling, spent Lior, his breath hitching in the quiet of the room, Vivienne quietly turned and walked away, her footsteps silent on the marble floor.


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From "Loving The Wrong Alpha"

Just really like this chapter. This story would have you supporting an affair.

Hi everyone,
I hope you're doing well, I am not.

I had a miscarriage. I didn't even know I was pregnant. I've been seriously sick for almost a week now; I keep vomiting and getting weaker and my appetite has disappeared, and I thought 'oh, what a horrible typhoid.' I didn't want to go to the hospital, I thought I could sleep it away like I normally do(bad habit, I know) but it wasn't going away. I decided to go to the hospital on Monday morning, but on Sunday night, I got a horrible lower abdominal pain and started bleeding when it's not my period yet. I had to go to the emergency ward and there I found out I was pregnant and just miscarried.
It was more surprising than emotionally wounding.
And it's quite uncanny because I have a male Omega character that is currently pregnant and I plan to make miscarry for the plot😭😭

The problem is I'm still very weak and still haven't gotten my appetite back. I haven't eaten anything for over three days, it's a surprise I'm not dead 'cause I thought hunger could kill. But I'm not even hungry, and I'm more sad about not being able to update my books.

I'm sorry if this post feels like I'm trauma dumping, I just felt I owe you guys an explanation for not updating for so long. It's unlike me to just neglect my book, writing makes me happy.

I'll be back updating real soon. Maybe even tonight if I'm able to keep my dizzy head up.

Hi, it's been 2 weeks please give an updates please 🙏🏻

Hi guys,
I hope you all are doing well. And for the workers and students, I hope you're having a nice start of the week.

Updates on "Trigger Code: Obey The Devil" is slow, I know, I'm sorry
😔
My laptop blew up, so now I have to write with my phone. And hell, this thing is distracting and annoying. It gets hot I'm using it for too long, and sometimes force close apps.
I won't be getting another laptop until next month, or maybe the month after next month.
Why? I don't have a lot of money, and I'm in law school. My school is demanding, and is always on the quest to drain my pocket. Unfortunately, I only have my mom and she has to care for my four younger siblings so I try to not bother her with my shinanigans.

Nevertheless, I will be putting out a new BL story😁
Why do I write multiple books at the same time? I dunno, writing makes me feel less useless. I love writing. And ideas won't stop coming.
My writer's block only blocks ability to write chapters for ongoing work, but let new ideas flow in anyway.
But don't worry, I'll definitely complete the ongoing, because I love Noah. He's my sweet summer child, my honey bee, my baby boy. Ahh, I love him so much.

Well, talk later.

Say "Hi" when you see this, cuz I'm a little bit lonely 🥹

Hi, please update Trigger Code chapter's it's been a week 🙏🏻😇

10,000 VIEWS!!! 🥹❤️

I just realized "Trigger Code: Obey The Devil" hit 10K views, and honestly, I'm so grateful. 🥹 I uploaded the first chapter of this novel on June 14th, and seeing it reach this milestone in just 77 days feels absolutely surreal.

To everyone who's been reading, following, commenting, reacting, leaving reviews, sharing your thoughts, or simply quietly reading along—THANK YOU. ❤️ Every single view means someone took the time to open my story, and that means more to me than you know.

Here's to the next milestone! 🥂✨ And I hope you'll all stick around for the journey. ❤️

Hi, I want to know when will be the next update of *Trigger Code*

Hi, Hope your doing well. May i know when will be the next update for "Trigger code: Obey the devil"?

There's no way to put this app on dark mode? My eyes are suffering. The lowest brightness is not low enough 😭😭

So I Lost My Facebook Account 😪

I'm not feeling very good right now, I lost my facebook account last night. I won't be creating another account till whenever. Not sure if the loss is giving me fever or if I caught flu from my brother. My Facebook is the most lively platform I own, I hope this space gets as lively soon. I'll be posting more on here.

Why the picture? I don't know, I've just been really interested in Jude Bellingham's cake. He's about to inspire a new character and a whole plot.