Alpha's mate is a male?!?-Chapter 167: I’m sorry my love

Ace doesn’t move.

Kieran stays still too, forehead pressed lightly against the side of Ace’s head, his breath warm against Ace’s skin. His arms remain firm around him, holding him, grounding him.

The silence stretches between them, heavy and thick, filled with words left unsaid.

Ace’s chest tightens. He wants to push Kieran away, wants to be mad, wants to hold onto that anger because it’s the only thing keeping him from falling apart completely.

But he also doesn’t want to be alone.

His fingers twitch against Kieran’s arm, barely brushing over his skin before curling into a fist. He takes a slow, shaky breath.

"I can’t help it, it happened so fast and...," Ace whispers. His voice is low, raw, barely audible, but Kieran hears it. He stiffens immediately.

"I know know baby... and am sorry," freёweɓnovel.com

Kieran’s hands tighten slightly on Ace’s back, conflicted. He lifts his head slightly, eyes searching Ace’s face.

His heart twists painfully.

"If only I had a slightest chance baby I would have used everything I have to save him, I swear to you..." Kieran says, his voice softer now, his fingers tracing mindless patterns against Ace’s back.

Ace shifts, turning just enough to face him fully, and when their eyes meet, Ace can really see guilt rolling inside Kieran.

Ace moves,

He leans in, closing the space between them, and Kieran barely has time to suck in a breath before their lips collide.

It’s not gentle.

Ace kisses him like he’s trying to drown out everything else, like he’s trying to lose himself, and Kieran,.Kieran feels his resolve shatter.

His fingers tighten in Ace’s hair, pulling him closer, deeper, like he’s starving for this, like he’s been holding back for too long and can’t anymore.

The kiss turns desperate, messy, full of unspoken emotions neither of them knows how to express.

Ace gasps against Kieran’s lips, his hands gripping Kieran’s shoulders, anchoring himself. He doesn’t want to stop.

He doesn’t want to think.

Kieran presses forward, his body moving instinctively, hands sliding down Ace’s back, gripping, feeling.

Everything is heat. Everything is fire.

And this time, neither of them pull away.

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Ace doesn’t know when he stops thinking and starts feeling.

It’s somewhere between the way Kieran holds him so tightly, as if letting go isn’t an option, and the way their lips press together in a collision of heat and longing.

Kieran’s hands skim down Ace’s back, pulling him closer, their bodies flush against each other, every inch of contact sparking something inside Ace that he can’t name, doesn’t want to name.

He just wants more.

Kieran shifts, deepening the kiss, fingers tangling into Ace’s hair, gripping, holding, pulling.

Ace lets out a quiet, shaky breath against his lips, his heart pounding so hard he swears Kieran can hear it.

The heat between them is unbearable, suffocating in the best way possible.

Kieran moves suddenly, guiding them backward, his hands firm yet careful. The bed is beneath them before Ace even realizes they’ve moved, his back pressing against the sheets as Kieran hovers above him, eyes dark and searching.

He’s giving Ace a moment to stop this.

A moment Ace doesn’t take.

Instead, he reaches up, fingers curling around the back of Kieran’s neck, pulling him down again, crashing their lips together once more.

Kieran groans into the kiss, his body pressing down, caging Ace in, making him feel small, owned, wanted.

Ace’s fingers move down Kieran’s chest, exploring, feeling the solid muscle. His fingers move further to Kieran’s pants, he doesn’t hesitate as he unbuttons It, desperate for skin.

Pulling it down including his underwear before his fingers caress Kieran’s bare skin.

Kieran sucks in a sharp breath at the touch, his body tensing before he relaxes, letting Ace push the fabric all the way.

The moment Kieran’s clothes are gone, and he’s totally as naked as he is, Ace pauses, his gaze raking over the toned expanse of Kieran’s body.

He’s seen him shirtless before, but never like this, never while he can literally see blood rushing under Kieran’s skin, never while wanting him.

Kieran doesn’t give him time to overthink it.

His hands move, skimming beneath Ace’s waist, fingertips tracing over his butt, leaving fire in their wake. Ace shivers, sucking in a breath as Kieran pulls him towards him, their cock touching, they both breath heavily, breaths hitching.

Skin against skin.

It’s too much. It’s not enough.

Ace arches slightly, pressing into Kieran’s touch as lips trail from his mouth to his jaw, then lower, warm breath ghosting over his neck.

Kieran lingers there, pressing slow, deliberate kisses against his skin, and Ace trembles, his fingers tightening against Kieran’s arms.

Kieran moves lower, lips dragging down Ace’s collarbone, teeth grazing lightly. A quiet gasp escapes Ace before he can stop it, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

It’s overwhelming.

It’s everything.

Kieran continues, his hands moving lower, his lips following, and Ace lets him, lets himself drown in this moment, in Kieran, in the sensation of hands and lips and warmth and need.

No words are spoken.

They don’t need them.

Their bodies move in sync, instinct taking over, fingers grasping, lips seeking, breath hitching.

Kieran picks the lube in the drawer, he doesn’t stop rubbing his cock against Ace’s even as he tries to reach the lube.

The preparation is impatient before he slides into him.

Ace’s breath hitches as well as Kieran’s as he feels the warmth inside Ace, he holds Ace as if his life depends on it.

He burries into him completely, and it’s with the kind of reverence that makes Ace feel like he’s never been touched before.

It’s like Kieran is trying to make him remember this, them, forever. Make him remember that they will always belong to each other.

As if trying to forget the fact that Ace has been trying to push him away.

The more he moves in Ace, the more Ace moves closer to him, wanting more of him, forgetting everything that has been killing him.

Kieran moves faster, panting as pleasure erupt in every vein of his body, he releases finally, his body tremble.

When his cum feels Ace, hot and maddening, Ace’s body tremble, releasing his load too.

Kieran doesn’t let go of him, he doesn’t pull out, his grip on Ace’s hips tightens as he moves slower now, his breathing uneven, almost shaky.

His forehead presses against Ace’s, their bodies slick with sweat, the rhythm of their connection deepening into something raw, something neither of them have words for.

Ace feels everything, the warmth of Kieran’s skin, the strength in his touch, the way he holds him like he’s something fragile yet precious.

But more than anything, he feels full. Not just physically, but something deeper than that, something he hadn’t even realized he was craving.

For some days, there had been nothing inside him but hollowness, a vast emptiness he couldn’t explain, one that clawed at him even when he tried to ignore it.

But now, as Kieran’s breath hitches and his hand trembles against the small of his back, Ace realizes the void doesn’t feel so unbearable anymore.

Kieran’s lips find his jaw, then his neck, pressing desperate kisses as if he’s trying to etch himself into Ace’s very being.

And then, in a voice so quiet Ace almost doesn’t hear it, Kieran whispers, "I’m sorry, my love."

Ace’s fingers, which had been gripping Kieran’s shoulders, tighten.

His eyes flutter open, dazed and unfocused. He can feel the tension in Kieran’s body

, the way his muscles tremble, the way his breath stutters like he’s holding something back.

Then Kieran exhales, voice raw, breaking against Ace’s skin. "From today I’ll strive to be a better person for you."

Ace’s chest tightens.

Kieran’s hand moves up his spine, slow, deliberate. "I know I said I’ll never hurt you or do anything that would hurt you, but I did." His voice is barely a whisper, like saying it out loud makes it more real. Like he’s choking on the weight of his own guilt.

Ace doesn’t move. He doesn’t answer.

Not because he doesn’t care, but because he knows nothing he says will make Kieran believe otherwise.

Kieran’s grip tightens, almost as if he’s afraid Ace will slip away. "Give me another chance to prove to you baby. I really love you and it hurts me to know that I am the one who caused you the pain. I will never forgive myself what I caused you, but I cannot take staying away from you, it will kill me."

He stops, burying his face in the crook of Ace’s neck, his breath warm and uneven against his skin.

Ace stays still, his heart pounding, his throat tight. There’s something heavy pressing down on him, something he doesn’t know how to put into words.

Kieran keeps holding him, and Ace lets him.

And when Kieran finally stills, their breathing still ragged, their bodies still tangled together.

"Okay" Ace says in a whisper.

Kieran’s arms tighten around him, for a moment sleep sweeps them away.