“If I hadn’t come by, we’d be in a war over good dick,” I tease him.
“Fuck, you’re right. Off with you then.”
Alaric and I are just out of sight of our dads, when he yanks me into the restroom and pushes me into a stall.
“Why don’t you work off some of that aggression before we leave. You know, for productivity purposes,” he says, dropping to his knees as I lock the door behind him.
Alaric pops open the button of my pants, his green eyes hooded with desire as he releases my cock. My tattoos continue past the waistband of my jeans, and Alaric peels my jeans down enough to be able to squeeze my knot.
Dropping my head back, I smile lazily as I fist his hair and pull his mouth and the promise of that damned tongue ring toward my dick.
“Fuck me like you want to fuck our forbidden omega.” He growls, dragging his tongue over my red tipped crown.
“Baby, I plan to.” I groan, forcing him down my dick.
I guess today is looking up.
CHAPTER 5
BECKHAM
Sleep and I are not friends. I honestly can’t remember the last time I had a full night's sleep.
At this point, I should just move into the faculty housing on campus. The only downside to that is it would cause issues with my father and have him asking questions I don’t want to answer.
“Working late again?” Dad asks as I step out of my bedroom, just managing to get back to the house, shower, and grab something to eat before I have to be back for my first class of the day.
“Yeah.” I give him a forced smile.
He frowns, looking me over. “That school is working you too hard. I’ve hardly seen you since you moved back. Wasn’t the whole point of coming back to learn more about the family business?”
“It was.” I nod, trying not to feel guilty for lying. “But this school is a lot bigger than the one I was teaching at previously. There I was teaching one class a few days a week, now I’m teaching three. More classes mean more work.”
“Then say something, tell them to get more professors.”
“They do. They have three other professors who teach what I do. Like I said. It’s a big school.”
He narrows his eyes. “I think you need to cut back classes, hand them off to someone else. One is enough. That would give you time to do what you feel like you need to do by teaching and still be able to be an active part of the business.”
“Give him a break, Eddy.” The sound of Ralph’s voice causes my stomach to turn, any hunger I felt before now is gone. “He’s young, enjoying his life. His real passion is teaching. Let the boy have fun before he’s forced to become a real man.”
Anger rises inside me, my hands clenching at my sides. Arealman? He thought I was man enough ten years ago when he took what didn’t belong to him.
I’m a real man, this asshole is just a fucking joke.
Biting my tongue, I turn my attention to my dad, not giving Ralph the reaction he wants.
“Just give me a little more time. I’ll see about teaching fewer classes next year. We’ve just started a new semester, I don’t want to put that burden on the school and other teachers to take over my classes.”
“Fine.” My dad huffs. “But next year, I want you to be more involved, understand?”
I want to tell him no. That I don’t want anything to do with the family business. While I respect him, and would never undermine him, I’ve already grown up in the mafia. I don’t want to make it my whole life.
Just because I’m capable of killing a man, doesn’t mean I want to live with the weight of the lives I’d be forced to take if I follow in my father’s footsteps.
Needing to get out of here, and away fromhim,I step forward and give my dad a hug. “I promise. I’m sorry things haven’tbeen going how we’d hoped. But hey, I’m here. That’s something you’ve been trying to get me to do for years.”
“You do have a point.” He chuckles. “Alright. Go. But, I want you at the party next weekend. All of my important business partners will be there. And you will be too. Am I making myself clear?”
