Chapter 21
Chad didn’t know what to make of his second encounter with Peter Tank.
On the one hand, Peter had pushed right into his space and touched him.
It had made him feel hot and almost lightheaded.
On the other hand, nothing Peter had done had made him uncomfortable.
A little confused, maybe, but he hadn’t felt even remotely panicked or trapped.
It was weird.
He’d gotten a good workout in after the encounter, and he’d signed up for a couple of group classes, but the whole time his attention had been on Peter.
Every time he thought about Peter’s hand coming to rest on his shoulder, his thumb practically caressing his throat, Chad’s cock twitched and his balls tingled.
He couldn’t believe that he was reacting like this to an alpha. And not just any alpha, but an alpha like Peter.
Then again, if ever there was an alpha worth submitting to, it would have to be a man like his boss.
The thought brought Chad to a halt, his leg frozen in the air as he straddled his motorcycle. He let his leg come down on the other side of the bike, gripping the handles tight and doing nothing.
Was he attracted to Peter? He thought it over, but the way his cock pushed against the front of his jeans and made them bulge pretty much gave him the answer he needed.
He was. The thought was a revelation. Chad had always—without fail—fantasized and jerked off to the idea of having sex with an omega.
He’d only actually had sex with betas—but that had been as a substitute for the omega his knot craved.
He’d never jerked off or fantasized about getting down and dirty with a beta, much less an alpha.
Other alphas had never been on Chad’s sexual radar.
Starting his bike, Chad wondered what this meant. If given the chance, would he let something happen between him and Peter? Was that even on the table?
He didn’t have a clue.
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