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Kabir, the Algerian Arab Gay Alpha
Algiers at night had a secret rhythm, a hidden world where desire thrived behind closed doors. In this world, no one held more power than Kabir. Built like a Berber warrior, with dark, piercing eyes and a body that radiated dominance, he was the ultimate Arab gay alpha. Every man who crossed his path either submitted or walked away trembling.
Tonight, the air was thick with heat as Kabir entered a private lounge, his presence enough to silence conversations. The room was filled with men—some watching, some waiting, but all aware of who had just stepped in. Among them, Malik stood out. Lean, sharp-jawed, his deep brown eyes meeting Kabir’s with defiance.
Kabir smirked. He loved a challenge.
The First Move
Without hesitation, Kabir approached Malik, his body radiating dominance. He grabbed his wrist, fingers pressing firmly against his pulse. “You’ve been watching me all night,” Kabir murmured, his voice low and rough.
Malik exhaled sharply. “And if I have?”
Kabir leaned in, his breath hot against Malik’s ear. “Then you already know how this ends.”
He didn’t wait for an answer. With a firm grip, he led Malik through a private doorway, the heavy door shutting behind them. The energy between them crackled—pure heat, pure tension.
The Alpha Takes Control
Kabir pushed Malik against the wall, their bodies colliding with force. He captured Malik’s lips in a bruising kiss, their tongues battling for dominance. Malik gasped as Kabir’s hands roamed over his torso, tracing every defined muscle, every inch of golden skin.
“You’ve never been with a real Arab gay alpha before, have you?” Kabir teased, his voice dripping with arrogance.
Malik glared at him, his breath ragged. “I can handle anything you throw at me.”
Kabir chuckled darkly. “We’ll see.”
Clothes disappeared in seconds. Kabir’s hands were everywhere—gripping, teasing, claiming. Malik shuddered beneath his touch, his body betraying his need. Kabir was relentless, his hunger insatiable, his dominance absolute.
Pure Algerian Heat
They moved as one, the room filled with the sound of heavy breathing, moans, and the raw energy of two men lost in desire. Malik fought to keep control, but Kabir was too strong, too commanding.
“Give in,” Kabir whispered against his ear.
Malik groaned as he surrendered completely. No one had ever owned him like this, taken him apart piece by piece only to put him back together.
The Aftermath
Their bodies were tangled in the sheets, the scent of sweat and sex thick in the air. Kabir smirked, running his fingers lazily down Malik’s chest.
“You’ll be back,” he murmured.
Malik chuckled, still breathless. “You’re so sure of yourself.”
Kabir gripped his chin, forcing their eyes to meet. “I always get what I want.”
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