Chapter 26
FLIRTING WITH DANGER
“Is this—ah!—necessary?” Aaren shuddered against the clean, polished restroom wall, his bare nipples sliding against smooth tile.
“You tell me,” Hades purred in his ear. “Would you like me to stop?”
“Anyone can step in,” Aaren hissed.
“And yet, you’re not telling me to stop.” Hades’ laugh was rich and toe-curling. He sucked on the skin exposed by Aaren’s stretched neckline, his hands heavy on Aaren’ hips as he worked Aaren down onto his cock.
A moan tore out of Aaren’s throat.
“You’re still full inside,” Hades purred. “You did a good job with the first load. I’ll reward you with a second.”
Aaren grew hot all over. “C-Can you finish in ten minutes? We’re... I’m meeting them in ten.”
“We’ve finished under ten before. You get me all worked up, sweetheart,” Hades growled. “Especially with your pretty hole still stretched loose from earlier. All mine.”
“Maybe you should hurry up,” Aaren gasped, his eyes rolling back when Hades gave a hard thrust, lighting up all his nerves.
They were in an extremely fancy restroom, one with dark marble walls and floors, and louvres on the wooden cubicle doors.
Aaren had glimpsed a flower arrangement by the sinks on the way in, and full-length mirrors stretching up to the ceiling.
Hell, there was even framed art on display and a potted plant in the corner.
At least, that was what he had seen before Hades locked them into the furthest cubicle, and pinned him up against the wall.
Scarcely had he taken half his alpha’s cock when the restroom door slammed open.
Both of them froze.
“Stupid omega,” said Ballus’ voice as he stormed into the restroom. His shoes clicked against the marble tiles, echoing through the place. “Fucking late and he doesn’t even know how to send a text.”
All that separated them was one fancy cubicle door.
Hades tensed, his grip growing tight around Aaren’s hips. When Aaren peeked over his shoulder, he found Hades with his eyes narrowed, teeth bared.
What were the chances of this happening? Sure, there was the phone incident, and the time Ballus had passed out on his bed, but this... This was the first time Ballus was awake and in the same room while Hades’ cock was inside Aaren.
They had never come so close to being caught before.
Hades held Aaren against the cubicle wall, thrusting in.
“Mine,” he breathed into Aaren’s ear.
Aaren’s breath rushed out, pleasure throbbing between his legs.
The footsteps came closer. Then the door slammed in the cubicle next to theirs, clothes rustling.
Holy fuck, Aaren thought.
Hades kept Aaren pinned with his chest, slipping his hand around to feel for Aaren’s cock. He huffed when he realized that Aaren was still rock-hard.
Maybe it said something about Aaren, that cheating on Ballus with Hades made his balls pull tight.
“Perfect,” Hades whispered. And he pushed all the way in, letting Aaren feel the exact size and shape of his cock.
Aaren writhed, his eyes rolling back.
Ballus began to piss loudly. The sound echoed off the walls, loud enough that Hades began to thrust harder, one hand holding onto Aaren’s cock while he worked himself in and out of Aaren, grinding against his prostate.
It was so forbidden, and so fucking hot that Aaren knew he couldn’t hold back for much longer. His entire body squeezed around Hades, begging for his come.
If Ballus had any inkling that Aaren was stretched around Hades, right there next to him...
“Good omega,” Hades whispered. The next thrust sounded wet and loud, their hips meeting in a lewd smack.
“What the fuck?” Ballus said loudly. “Are you fucking in there?”
Hades paused. Aaren didn’t have to look, to know his alpha was smiling.
“Shh,” Hades said into his ear. And he began to thrust, hard, hungry strokes that made their bodies clap together, need and pleasure twisting through Aaren. It was all he could do to keep breathing, to keep his voice locked away as Hades drilled into his ass.
“Come,” Hades growled.
Aaren shoved his hands over his mouth, coming all over the wall. Maybe a whine slipped out of his throat. Hades tightened his grip and fucked in harder, chasing his own orgasm now.
“What the fuck,” Ballus snapped. The toilet flushed; clothes rustled. “Can’t you fucking keep it in your pants? Are you trying to prove something?”
“Oh yeah,” Hades breathed, and he hammered in so roughly that Aaren came again, his toes curling.
“At least my omega isn’t that much of a slut,” Ballus hissed. “Spreading his legs for some alpha in a public restroom.”
Aaren had to bite down his giggle. Behind him, Hades shook with silent laughter.
Ballus stalked out of the restroom. Did he even wash his hands? Aaren hadn’t heard the sound of running water.
Then the door slammed, and Hades began to pound in for real, demanding thrusts that said he really wanted to come.
“I want your come,” Aaren whimpered.
“Fuck,” Hades snarled, his cock growing thicker. His strokes went uneven. He buried himself completely, pulsing deep into Aaren. “Fuck, that was hot.”
“So hot,” Aaren agreed. “I guess I’m really a slut.”
“No,” Hades growled, suddenly fierce. “Your body is your own, to use with whoever you wish, however many people you wish. No one gets to tell you who or how many people you fuck, and no one will make you ashamed of that.”
Aaren stared, his heart fluttering. No one had stood up for him like this, no one had cared so fiercely about Aaren’s opinions of himself. “O-okay.”
“That said,” Hades continued, his tone gentling. “If you want to think of yourself that way, if it makes you hot instead of ashamed, go ahead. If you want to be so hungry for my cock that you think of yourself as a slut for me, I’m not going to object.”
Heat crawled up Aaren’s neck; he ducked his head, suddenly self-conscious. “Yeah. I—I like the sound of that.”
Hades grinned. “I prefer to think of you as an omega who’s made for me. Mine.”
“Yours,” Aaren admitted. Hades grew still behind him. And Aaren’s heart was suddenly beating at triple-time.
“You’re perfect,” Hades said roughly.
He pulled out a little so his knot wouldn’t swell inside Aaren. Then he pressed two kisses to Aaren’s nape, before sliding out the rest of the way, carefully setting Aaren on his feet.
Before his come could trickle out, Hades slid a damp plug back into Aaren, until its flared base nudged against his hole. “Two loads, just in time for that evaluation.”
“You’re so kinky,” Aaren said fondly.
Hades laughed. “Me?”
Aaren nodded. “I’m just an innocent omega who found a big bad wolf.”
“You know it says something about you, that you keep raising your ass for the big bad ‘wolf’.”
Aaren grinned.
Hades grinned back, tidying Aaren’s clothes. “You look fine. Maybe a little flushed, but if you come in running like you’re late, no one will suspect a thing.”
“Okay.”
Hades spritzed scent suppressant all over both their clothes. Right as he reached for the door latch, he ducked his head, stealing a kiss off Aaren’s lips.
“This was a lot of fun,” Hades murmured.
“You might be an adrenaline junkie,” Aaren said, but he was smiling too.
Hades huffed and slipped out of the cubicle, heading to the restroom door to check if there was anyone out there. He shut the door and waved Aaren to the sink; they hastily washed their hands.
With a final kiss, Hades stepped out of the restroom, pausing to look around. Then he knocked on the door—all clear.
Aaren sneaked out after him, trying to appear confident. As though he had every right to be in the alpha restroom. He kept his head held high and split away from Hades, taking a different path to the restaurant he was supposed to meet the evaluator in.
As he was nearing the restaurant, his phone buzzed.
ESC: I’m right behind you. You’re safe.
That went a long way in setting Aaren at ease.
He jogged up to the hostess’ stand and tried to look like he was in a hurry. “Hi! I’m a little late. Table for Ballus?”
“Sure!” The omega grinned and led him into the restaurant, where Ballus was sitting in a booth across from a well-dressed alpha.
Ballus narrowed his eyes when Aaren approached. He jerked his thumb at the evaluator. “Who the fuck is this? Why is he crashing our lunch?”