“Oof,” Riley bounces once, kicking his legs free of his pants.
I follow him down onto the bed, hovering over him with my elbows braced on either side of his head.
“Time-out,” I say, and Riley pauses, his blue eyes meeting mine. “You’ve done this before with Vee, or so I’ve gathered, and I know things got intense during Sage’s heat. But just so we’re on the same page?—”
“I like the stoplight system,” Riley interrupts. “Red means stop, yellow go slow.”
I nod, relief coursing through me. Same page.
“Good beta,” I murmur, then lower my lips. Riley leans up, expecting me to kiss their lips, but at the last second I nudge their nose to the side with mine and kiss along their jaw to the delicate skin below their ear. Riley groans, half protest and half appreciation.
“Please don’t tell me this is going to be a tease,” Riley says.
I chuckle into the curve of their shoulder, a deep, throaty sound that seems to vibrate through both of us.
“Don’t tell me you’re impatient,” I reply.
“Ugh,” Riley groans. “You’re going to be even worse than Vee, aren’t you?”
“Tell me I’m worse than Vee again and see what happens,” I purr.
Riley’s throat bobs beneath my tongue as I lick down it and across their collarbone, stretching the neckline of their work shirt before deciding I don’t want to deal with it. I gripeither side of the collar, then flex my arms and tear it in half. The rip is sharp in the quiet of the warm afternoon, with sunlight streaming through the window and wind swishing through the trees outside.
Their gasp goes straight to my cock as their chest is bared to me, satisfaction rippling down my spine. I lean down to suck their tight nipple into my mouth, and Riley arches into me.
“Fuck,” Riley pants. “That was so hot.”
“Hmm,” I hum against their warm skin, then they remind me of the attitude they’ve been giving me.
“More, alpha daddy. If you think you’re up for it.”
I growl as I lean back, pulling them up with me. Riley is grinning, his eyes sparking with delight and desire. Their taunting is only working because I’m letting it, and I hide my answering grin. This is a most welcome distraction from what was otherwise going to be a boring and lonely afternoon by myself.
I haul Riley off the bed and stand him in front of me. He leans his weight onto one foot, popping out a hip and crossing his arms as he gives me more attitude. His cock is hard, bobbing between his legs and I let my eyes roam up and down his body. I don’t hide my grin this time, and when it slowly slips out, Riley’s falters.
“Uh,” they say, taking a half-step back.
Itsk. “I don’t think so, little beta. Bend over.”
I spread my legs wide and pat one thigh. Riley’s eyes dart between my lap and my face. I force my smirk to recede, putting on a stern face and raising one eyebrow. He licks his lips, then slowly steps up and bends over my leg. My heart skips a beat.
The image before me—Riley bent over, exposing himself to me and trusting me with his pain and pleasure—along with the scent and feel of him turned on just for me is nearly toomuch to bear. I groan, hovering my hands over him, unsure where to start.
Riley wiggles, his cock hard against my thigh, and I suck in a sharp breath. His legs are draped between mine, and I shift my free leg to hold them steady, pinning his legs against the side of the bed. Their chest is pressed into the mattress at my side, head turned toward me, with one arm folded and the other somehow reaching back so his hand grazes my knee below his hip.
My hands fall of their own accord, grazing his soft skin and raising goosebumps. I stroke up and down his spine, along his sides, then finally over the round globes of his ass. He clenches, and I hum under my breath, kneading the muscles until he relaxes again.
“Are you ready to be spanked, bratty beta?”
Riley huffs, then wiggles his ass at me. I grin, knowing he can’t see it, and barely hold in a surprised laugh.
“Alright then. I think ten on each cheek should do it, or at least be a good start. What do you th?—”
“A good start?” Riley gasps, attempting to push himself up and look at me.
“Good,” I say, pretending to misunderstand. “I’m glad you agree. Now, settle down and be a good boy for me.”
Riley huffs again but flops back to the bed with a grumble too soft for me to hear. I take that to mean he wants more than twenty, but we’ll see how he feels when we get there.
