Chapter 17
The next morning, standing in the shower and letting the hot water crash down on his shoulders, Chad wondered how the alpha in Peter’s video and he could possibly the same person.
He’d looked almost like an omega. Needy and bound, leather decorating his neck and trapping his hands, he’d moaned and arched into Peter’s touch no matter what the bigger alpha did to him.
Obscene. That was the only word he could use to describe it. The way Peter had tortured his hole, intentionally cruel and forceful as he fucked into it with his fingers and massive cock, was downright indecent.
How the hell had Chad enjoyed it?
It boggled the mind, but Chad had loved every second of the forceful domination—Peter’s harsh words and evil cock making him feel like he was floating.
The memory brought a smile to his lips. His hole was still sore, every move making it ache, but it was a familiar pain and Chad relished it.
But the video… that he hadn’t liked. It was fine to feel and act submissive in the heat of the moment—wonderful, even—but to watch it back later, Peter sitting next to him with one hand cupping his bulge and that burning look in his eyes, had been too much.
It might just be that Chad was uncomfortable with examining his own submissive tendencies too closely—the person in the video at odds with how he viewed himself—or maybe he just didn’t like the exhibitionism aspect of it.
Either way, he wasn’t going to be watching the video again.
When he was done showering Chad headed into the living room to have breakfast with Peter, after which Aiden showed up to start his second day of work.
He was dressed in the same suit as the day before, though he’d ditched the tie and left his shirt open at the neck.
He walked into the kitchen with a confident swagger, greeting Peter with a smile and Chad with a smirk.
“Morning Chad, how are you today?” he asked, sitting down next to Chad and across from Peter. He stole the last piece of bacon off Chad’s plate and ate it.
“Good, thanks,” Chad said, taking a sip of his coffee. “You?”
He was intensely uncomfortable. Aiden was sitting much too close, though not so close that Chad could complain without looking like an idiot.
But Aiden was just so big, and Chad couldn’t help but feel that all that strength and power would turn against him in a heartbeat if it weren’t for Peter having declared him off limits.
“I’m good,” Aiden said, leaning back and grinning. “Ready for duty.”
“You better be,” Peter said, though the warning was delivered with a smile.
Chad saw a barely there flicker of annoyance cross Aiden’s face, but before the expression could really register Aiden was back to smiling.
“So what’s on the agenda for today?” Aiden asked, turning his attention toward Chad. The way he tilted his head and smiled made it feel like he was just humoring him, but Chad ignored the feeling and took the question at face value.
“I have a morning hand to hand class, and then weapons training in the afternoon.” He checked his watch. “We should probably get going soon.”
“Hand to hand combat, huh? I used to teach that,” Aiden said, a thoughtful look on his face. Then he grinned. “Why don’t we just stay here and I could give you a private lesson?”
Chad’s stomach clenched with anxiety at just the thought of Aiden having him to himself for another lesson.
The last time he’d had Aiden as his instructor the alpha had beaten the shit out of him.
His feelings must have shown on his face because Aiden looked inordinately pleased with himself, the corner of lip pulling up in a cruel smirk.
“I think I’ll stick to the classes at the training center,” Chad said.
“Really? All right, I guess.” Aiden looked at Peter. “Who do you have running those these days?”
Peter had been busy looking at his phone, but he looked up at Aiden’s question.
“Merchant is in charge of everything that’s left of the mercenary division, including the training center. I think he’s having the guys on his team take turns teaching whenever they have time off.”
“Merchant, huh? Well, I guess he knows what he’s doing.”
Aiden couldn’t hide his distaste at the mention of the other alpha, and Chad felt a thrill of pleasure. Merchant, unlike Peter, had no problem putting Aiden in his place. The way he cut him to size was beautiful.
“He does,” Peter said. Then he frowned. “Though I heard you asked not to be put on his team the last time he contracted Topgrunder.” There was a note of reproach in his voice.
Chad scrunched up his brow, wondering what Peter was talking about. When had Tank Security hired Topgrunder?
Why would they need to?
“You know I don’t work well with him,” Aiden defended himself, but it sounded whiny even to Chad. Peter didn’t look impressed.
“If Chad can put up with you, you can put up with Merchant. You’re all adults and you should be able to act like it.”
While Chad was annoyed by Peter’s dismissive attitude, it gave him a delicious thrill to see him putting Aiden down so thoroughly. Aiden was red in the face, his jaw clenched, but Peter wasn’t even looking at him. His attention was back on his phone.
“I’m going to go get my stuff,” Chad said, pushing his chair back and standing up. As he did so, he couldn’t help but wince as a stab of pain shot up from his ass. Peter had been anything but gentle with him the night before, and his hole was still tender and sore.
“Fun night?” Aiden asked, his tone snide. Peter gave him a sharp look, but Chad just smiled.
“Awesome,” he said, reaching down and grabbing his plate. He looked Aiden right in the eye. “You should see the video.”
Aiden’s eyes narrowed, but Peter laughed.
“Please don’t show it to him,” Peter said, as though there were a chance in hell that Chad would. “That’s for my eyes only.”
“I won’t,” Chad promised, putting his plate in the sink. Aiden made him feel weak and small in the worst way, but his sex life with Peter was not something he was embarrassed about. There was no way in hell he was going to let Aiden use it against him.
“All right, I need to head out,” Peter said, standing up and walking over to Chad.
He grabbed him by the neck and pulled him in for a kiss, backing him into the counter as he took his time exploring his mouth.
When he pulled back he was grinning and Chad was breathless.
“See you tonight,” he said, his voice dark and heated.
Chad licked his lip, ducking his head and nodding.
“Have a good day at work,” he said, his voice coming out a little rough.
Peter smiled at him and kissed him again, saying goodbye to Aiden before leaving the room.
“He likes doing that,” Aiden mused, looking at the door Peter had just exited.
“What?” Chad didn’t know what he was talking about.
“Marking his territory,” Aiden said.
Chad shrugged, not quite sure what to make of Aiden’s observation. He liked the way Peter kissed him, the possessive aspects of Peter’s behavior something he just took for granted.
“Are you ready to go?” he asked, changing the subject. Aiden nodded, checking his watch and standing up.
“Whenever you are.”
“Great. Let me just get my stuff and we can head out.”
He went and got his bag, meeting Aiden at the door.
The alpha was wearing a leather blazer over his suit jacket, the shiny material pulled tight over his wide shoulders.
Chad took a second to think about how weird it was that he wasn’t even remotely attracted to Aiden, even physically—even the thought of getting intimate with him sending a nasty chill down his spine.
Aiden was a good looking, with the same rugged features and muscular build as Peter, but his personality seemed to seep through his skin and make him ugly.
The jacket was nice, though. It was something that Peter would like, and Chad decided that when it came time for his mate’s birthday he would find him something similar.
“After you,” Aiden said, opening the door and gesturing for Chad to walk through it. Chad shrugged on his coat and threw his bag over his shoulder, keeping as much distance between him and Aiden as possible when walking out the door.
He wasn’t looking forward to spending a whole day with Aiden, but if the alpha managed to behave himself reasonably well he supposed he could get through it.
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