The man's hand reached out to him, and the next second Ryley figured out the real reason he stood stunned, he let the Alpha wrap his fingers on his wrist, and slowly lead him into the oasis.
Clyde welcomed Ryley in his embrace, carefully helping the blond step down and dip his white feet into the calm water. His arm never left the model's waist, as if that pretty face was a fragile glass.
"It's still a bit cold in here, can you stand it?" His deep voice came in Ryley's ear. But the model's slightly pale lips didn't mutter anything in return, too fixated to respond as his gaze was unable to leave the figure whom he unconsciously walked up to.
Seeing the astonished look on the beautiful face he held close, Clyde affirmed once again, "Hey, do you even hear me?"
Only by then did Ryley snap out of his momentary bewilderment. "Just go, leave me alone," the blush on his cheeks involuntarily resurfaced, making the blond push the Alpha's chest away.
Ryley turned his back and distanced himself a few steps away, his fist clenched for a while before he wiped it on his mouth, feeling irritated from blushing like some high school girls in front of the man he still couldn't fully trust.
But something else was actually bothering him, even more than just suddenly turning stiff at the Alpha's surprisingly calm presence.
"Too bad," Clyde took off his shirt and tossed it on the dry ground not far from where he currently stood. "I found this place first."
His fairly heavy voice just went through the blond's ears without getting digested well. The slender figure still in his loose shirt remained silent, his head looking down to the crystal clear river flowing beneath his feet. His mind seemingly drifted away from thinking about something unpleasant.
Thinking that the blond behaved strangely, Clyde approached him from behind. But before his palm could land on the other guy's shoulder, he heard him mutter, "What do you want from me?"
The Alpha withdrew his hand and sharpened his hearing. He didn't know why but the way Ryley said it sounded almost as if the blond was at a dead end and losing his light.
His tone was just plain emotionless, almost looking like he didn't have any ounce of strength to vent his anger anymore.
"Haven't I told you already?" His blue eyes sharply looked at the slender back in front of him. "I just need you to obey my words."
Seeing the dark clouds hoovering above the blond, he couldn't help but gently grasp his wrist from behind and turn him around. "Why don't you want to listen?"
Ryley raised his gaze at the same time his chin was lifted. His big brown eyes rippled under the shade of his long lashes when he faced the blue ocean separated by the man's nasal bridge. Then, his slightly trembling voice came out.
"What will happen now? Are you going to break my legs?"
He caught the trace of dried blood on the man's left cheekbone, and his brows joined closer, making the look in his face grow increasingly bitter. "You…"
'Why did you do that…' but the question never left his lips.
Ryley didn't have the slightest idea of what the man had in mind when he took the knife and almost cut his ear.
Not that he knew himself why he risked getting his face burned for that.
He just couldn't stand seeing him do something so incredibly stupid. For someone bearing the title 'the most arrogant man on earth', Clyde actually hurt himself upon a threat to someone else's life.
And this, if not worse, stirred something inside his heart more.
They were complete strangers a few days ago. But after everything that had happened, what would the answer to his last question be?
Clyde unconsciously ran his fingers through the golden strands on the blond's side, his eyes looking unsure, "Do you want me to?"
He really wanted to do it.
The thought actually crossed his mind, and Clyde wouldn't hesitate to do anything to keep Ryley close since he didn't know what to do with him after he learned such a shocking truth from Adrian.
Someone drugged Ryley with something that could've killed an Alpha, and sent the blond to his subordinate's room that he ended up falling into his arms.
If this was purely coincidental and not orchestrated by a certain person just as he speculated, how come a Beta like Ryley survive such a poisonous drug?
"You know I will try to escape again if you don't," Ryley said, his tone suddenly turned firm as if threatening the bigger man in front of him.
"And what will you do if I let you? Can you forget these last few days that easily?" Clyde pulled the blond's waist closer, so close that their breaths collided and his scent slowly filled the air. "You need me and you know it."
"And I know you need me to clear up and restore things. Your hotel, your reputation…" Ryley couldn't reject the man's proposal. He knew he still needed Clyde and the power that the Alpha possessed to go after those who set a trap against him.
And that he needed him to figure out the strange feelings that lingered in his heart ever since he met the Alpha.
"So what's the deal, Mr. Clyde?"
A wide grin crossed the man's handsome face when he sensed that the real Ryley Schwartz had come back. That rebellious look on his face burned the flame inside his heart more.
"I've said it before," his hand lifted the blond's chin before he landed a soft kiss on his lips. "No more running away."
Ryley didn't reject him, he smiled slyly instead. "Does that make us allies now?"
"No, this is not enough," Clyde answered, his breath becoming more and more heavy.
"What do you mean it's not enough?" The blond teased, trying to push the man away only to get pulled closer and locked in his embrace.
"More..." Clyde pushed the back of the Ryley's head and kissed him again, this time deeper than before.
Feeling that he didn't meet any resistance from the blond, his hand slid down and forced his shirt open, tearing nearly every buttons. His palms slipped in the crease of Ryley's curve, then caught a pair of soft lumps.
The sudden grip made Ryley let out an erotic moan, he let go of their kiss and tried to see where the Alpha would move his hands next after he squeezed his bottom cheeks. But Clyde moved faster and lifted him up, making the handsome model automatically circle his arms around the man's iron neck.
Ryley tightened his embrace, along with his long legs that were now wrapped around Clyde's waist. His cheeks reddened when he felt the man's bulge poke his skin.
The Alpha carried him under a big tree, then gently put him down without letting go of their hugs.
Once he left the blond's sweetness of a lips, he began to inspect his smooth neck, down to his tender chest and stopped at his hardening.
He didn't waste any more time and stripped the blond completely naked in one go.
Ryley couldn't do anything but to bit the base of his thumb while his other hand gripped the tanned man's dark hair as the head moved up and down, swallowing every drop of colorless fluid that leaked out.
"Ah— Mnnghh!" His seductive moans became louder when the man lifted both of his thighs and buried himself deep inside his body.
"S… Slow down!" Ryley gritted his teeth as he tried to endure the rough penetration. The model sunk his claws at the Alpha's hard back muscles as soon as he felt Clyde plunge deeper.
The first few minutes felt like hell for both of them. Clyde had to restrain himself and struggled with shallow strokes, waiting for the blond to finally make a way for him to fully enter.
Sweats dripped off his temples as he shut his eyes tight at the torture. But once Ryley caught his name whispered in his ears, his body slowly relaxed and accepted the Alpha, allowing them to connect their bodies entirely.
"Ryley…"
Feeling the blond's inside was no longer choking his big man down there, Clyde hugged him tight and started to move.
His hips kept jabbing with rhythm, not wanting to hurt the beautiful face with a panting breath underneath him.
Clyde didn't think he could stop after getting himself into such an ecstatic pleasure. He couldn't have imagined a Beta would be this good when he pounded him raw, devouring every last bit of his whole scent gland, renewing the trace of his dominance on Ryley's nape.
They enjoyed the first day since their unholy alliance was formed making a mess out of themselves. Clyde hadn't stopped until Ryley promised he'd let the man have his way with him again later. The blond's back ached from the missionary, and he almost strained his legs when the Alpha made him ride on top.
Ryley could've sworn this man with a panther-like aura fucked his brain into a mush, breeding him full with his Alpha seed as if he wanted to knock him up.
"Did it feel good?" Clyde said as he gently scraped his load out of Ryley's entrance.
"Would you like an honest answer?" Ryley sighed, trying to normalize his still panting breath.
The man chuckled. "No need. I just realized you've given me the answer even before I asked."
"Huh? What are you talking about—" The blond instantly blushed hard when he heard the Alpha interrupted him and whispered in his ear.
"You begged to let me continue later," Clyde said, again in his deep, seductive voice.
Ryley slapped the surface of the water hard, splashing the man's grinning face.
"Besides, don't you want to watch those who did this to you get what they deserve?"
The blond frowned, trying to not make it too obvious that the man's words snapped him out of his embarrassment and brought him back to reality.
Indeed, they had to pay for everything they did to him.
"Come on, I will let you decide his fate."