Chapter 76
Chad was a little disappointed when Peter said he had to go into work, but he didn’t complain. He took a shower, the water making the bite on his neck sting, and then called his parents.
To say they were shocked was an understatement. For an alpha, a claiming bite was about as serious as you could get.
“It just happened this morning?” his mother asked, sounding concerned.
“I know I should have introduced you first, but it feels right,” Chad said. He was smiling, the tender pain of Peter’s bite making his cock half hard.
In the end there was nothing his parents could do but offer their support. While it was technically possible for Chad and Peter to break it off, it was exceedingly rare for an alpha to let go of someone they’d claimed.
He belonged to Peter now. He’d accepted Peter’s offer and all that it implied, and in return for protection, care, and comfort, he would be expected to submit.
Hanging up the phone and lying back on the couch, Chad was struck by what a huge decision he’d just made. He had an alpha, someone responsible for him who could be held legally accountable for his actions.
Someone with the right to punish him.
Chad shuddered. He wondered what being punished by Peter would be like. He could imagine Peter, stern and formidable, pushing him down over his lap with a firm grip on his neck and lifting his hand up high… Chad could almost feel the alpha’s palm on his ass.
Grinning, licking his lips, and working his cock through his sweats, Chad couldn’t believe how much the idea of playing kinky sex games with Peter was turning him on.
Then again, it shouldn’t surprise him. Peter had used him as a human footstool, and Chad had loved every second of it. Chad obviously had hidden depths of kinky depravity, and Peter brought it out of him in ways that thrilled and surprised him.
Restless, feeling like he needed to move, Chad headed to Peter’s gym and started working out, despite the fact that he’d just showered.
As he lay down on the weightlifting bench and started lifting, cock still pressing against the front of his sweats, he wondered if he’d ever reach a point where something Peter wanted would turn him off.
Putting the weights back on their support and moving on to the dumbbells, Chad decided he didn’t need to worry.
If he ever found himself not liking what Peter was doing, Peter would stop.
It was that simple.
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