“That’s not true,” Peter insisted, glancing between Tex and Carver with more dismay than he’d shown at anything else they’d added to the cart—including the spiked humbler that Carver was eighty percent certain he’d never actually use.
“I guess we’ll find out,” Tex said, smacking Peter’s ass and making him yelp. “I think a month should do it. Right, Carver?”
“Sounds like a good start,” Carver agreed.
They resumed their wandering down the aisle, Peter trailing after them. “That’s a joke, right?” he asked, a panicked note to his voice. He rushed to catch up to them. “Right, guys?”
“Not a chance,” Tex said, pulling him under his arm.
Peter looked to Carver, but he just smirked and shook his head.
“But I don’t—”
“Oh, guys, this is cool,” Tex interrupted Peter’s objection, grabbing a pair of thick leather gloves off the shelf. It took Carver a second to make sense of them, but when he understood what they were, he grinned.
The gloves had thick gauntlets that would extend about a third of the way up his forearms, and little metals studs at each fingertip. According to the sign next to the display, the gauntlets contained batteries, similar to self-heating electric gloves, except instead of heating your fingers, these gloves provided an electric current to the metal studs allowing you to shock anyone you touched.
It was the perfect marriage of Carver’s sadistic impulses and Peter’s fetish for seeing his alphas in leather gloves.
“Do they… are they like tasers?” Peter asked, stepping closer and leaning in, touching the gloves with the tip of his finger and biting his bottom lip. He seemed to have forgotten all about the chastity device.
“Probably not that intense, but yes,” Carver said, finding his size and putting them on. He smoothed the gauntlets up over the sleeves of his suit jacket, admiring the way the thick leather made his big hands even bigger.
There was a small button under the leather on the underside of his wrist, and when Carver pressed down on the one on his right glove it let out a low buzz of electricity.
Since he was wearing his suit, Carver didn’t have a lot of exposed skin to test the gloves on. Wanting to know what the gloves did, however, he brought his finger up to the base of his neck and touched one of the studs to his skin.
Nothing happened.
“You have to touch two of them on your skin to create a current,” Tex said, making Carver scowl with embarrassment.
“I knew that,” he said, only half lying. He knew how electricity worked; he just hadn’t been thinking. He touched the studs on his thumb and index finger to his neck, jumping at the sharp sting of electricity.
“Fuck!” he growled, making Tex laugh.
“Does it hurt?” Peter asked, reaching out and gently touching the back of Carver’s hand. Seeing Peter’s much smaller fingers caressing his own giant hand had Carver’s cock weeping pre-come into his boxer-briefs.
“See for yourself,” Carver said, grabbing Peter by the neck with his gloved hand and an evil grin. Peter’s whole body jerked, and a cry of pained surprise ripped from his throat as he went to his knees to escape the electric current jolting down the back of his neck.
“Holy fuck!” Tex said, jumping back in surprise and looking shocked. “That wasmean.”
“He liked it,” Carver said, arrogant and confident, knocking into Peter’s thigh with his shoe. “Didn’t you?”
“It hurt!” Peter answered, rubbing his neck and getting back to his feet. His thighs trembled and there was a dazed expression on his face.
“Is everything okay here?”
Carver growled at the sound ofJohn’svoice from the end of the aisle. The alpha watched them, his brow furrowed in concern.
“Everything is fine,” Carver said, turning the gloves off and stripping them off his hands. “Just a little test.”
He put the gloves in the cart, his jaw clenched. If his wolf had his way, they’d chase John right out of the store and away from their territory.
“No scening in the store,” John said, crossing his arms. “This isn’t a playroom.”
“We know,” Tex said, turning away in obvious dismissal and browsing the display in front of him with casual contempt. “Won’t happen again.”
John stared at them, eyes narrowed, but then he nodded and walked away.
