“I didn’t clean it properly the first time,” Mathlin said.
Titan snorted. “You’re welcome to wash it another ten times, or twenty. You don’t just have to use your hands, either.”
Oh gods, the things Mathlin wanted to do to that cock.
He stopped before he got carried away. “Bakery,” he said firmly even though he wanted to climb onto Titan’s lap. “Cupcakes for your aunt.”
Titan winced. “I’m not talking about Yasmin while you touch my cock.”
“Yasmin, Yasmin, Yasmin!” Mathlin turned on the shower to rinse off the suds, before doing Titan’s face and hair.
“Bad kitten,” Titan growled.
Mathlin grinned. “I’m being bad on purpose! You can’t spank me!”
Titan growled again, lower and rougher. Mathlin shivered.
“If you’re trying to make me stop, you’re doing it wrong,” Mathlin said.
Titan’s stare promised such evil things.
Mathlin wriggled and rinsed Titan off. Then he soaped himself down too, because that had been alotof cum going everywhere. Finally, they were done. Mathlin dried himself first, then carefully dried off Titan and put his arm back in his sling.
He was quietly congratulating himself on teasing Titan with no consequences, when he found himself pushed up against the bathroom door, the lush expanse of Titan’s naked body pressed against his own.
Mathlin’s breath rushed out. “Um?”
The alpha lowered his face to Mathlin’s, hazel eyes pinning him. “I might not be able to spank you,” Titan growled, “but I can sure as hell make you regret being a brat.”
“H-how?” Mathlin squeaked, subtly squirming against Titan’s cock.
Titan pinned him harder; Mathlin almost moaned. “No leftover cum for you unless you behave.”
“If you’re going to threaten me like this, I don’t think I would even care about the cum,” Mathlin panted.
Titan snorted, his lips curving. “You’re unbelievable, Math. Unbelievably patient, unbelievably good, and unbelievably bratty. In fact, you might be the perfect omega.”
Mathlin’s thoughts shorted out. “Me?” It was too much to take in at once. Words fell out of his mouth. “You could probably go without the shirt when you’re at Twin Buns. All the omegas will flock in to see you.”
Titan made a face, then sighed. “You’re right.”
He finally leaned away from Mathlin, so cool air rushed between them and chilled Mathlin’s skin.
Damn it,Mathlin thought. It would’ve been nice if Titan had ground up against him for a lot longer.
Titan was in the middle of turning away when he paused. “When is your heat due?”
15
TITAN’S SECRET PAST
Mathlin blinked rapidlyat the sudden shift in conversation. “Uh, next week? But...”
“But?” Titan stopped, turning to meet his gaze fully.
How did you tell your hot alpha boss that sex with him—his dirty talkalone—made you feel like you were going into heat?
“But it might not be accurate,” Mathlin blurted. “Sometimes things influence my cycle.”
