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The Runner? Was he talking about Pike?

“Oh?” Levi pulled back slightly, but Elm didn’t meet his gaze.

“They’ve had…” Koah growled, the sound filled with a barely restrained anger that momentarily confused Elm, “relations.”

“We already knew—”

“They’ve fucked, Leviathan,” he interrupted. “I’m telling you Pike has put his dick inside—”

Levi ended the call, abruptly cutting the General off.

The air around them shifted into something heavier, the sudden danger palpable. Elm went still beneath the alpha, instincts causing him to release soothing pheromones in an attempt to calm the older man before something happened.

“Is that true, omega?” the alpha’s voice was low, dark. “Does the Runner of the Eumia know you intimately?”

Elm swallowed the lump in his throat and attempted to sound flippant when he responded. “It was just sex.”

Levi’s anger exploded.

Chapter 29:

It was a blur of motion that brought Elm to the couch. Almost as though he blinked in the kitchen and suddenly found himself draped over the alpha’s lap in the living room. He had flashes of the start of Levi’s rut, when he’d hunted him through the house, the first and only time Elm had ever seen him lose his composure.

Until now.

The first slap against his ass honestly caught him off guard, the sting registering only after the surprise. The second one he was more prepared for, and Elm yelped, feeling the vibrations travel straight to his groin.

“Explain,” Levi demanded, the loud crack of his palm connecting with flesh echoing in the vast area.

“Good Light!” Elm clawed at the couch, but the alpha held firm, keeping him trapped over his lap with an arm over his lower back. “We were just having fun! It didn’t mean anything!”

“Having fun now, omega?”

Elm squirmed and earned a harder spanking for the effort. He jerked as that hand came down on him, losing count after five. “It didn’t mean anything!” he repeated, tears spilling free. “I didn’t even know you then! What’s wrong with you?!”

Admittedly, the pain was laced with pleasure, and even though the alpha had stopped using seductive pheromones a while ago, Elm was still aching and hard as a rock. The sound of slick between his cheeks was impossible to ignore, even with the whacks of the alpha’s palm battering his backside.

In the past, Elm had enjoyed spanking. He’d even been down for it rough and aggressive. But this…Something about witnessing the always calm and collected Leviathan losing his cool made Elm…uncomfortable?

He couldn’t explain it.

Maybe it didn’t really matter.

“Please,” he sucked in a sharp breath, “Stop!”

There was a click and a flash, causing him to freeze all over, and then the multi-slate—which he hadn’t realized Levi had brought with them—was thrust in front of his face.

A photo of him with his ass as the main focal point took up the entire screen. The white tuft of the fake tail a stark contrast to the now bright red cheeks on either side of it. Some marks had taken on the distinct shape of Levi’s fingers, and seeing it made his beaten flesh burn even more.

“Looks like I’ve got my new device wallpaper,” the alpha stated, pulling the multi-slate back.

Elm twisted to watch him over his shoulder, eyes going wide when his thumb swept over keys. He gasped when the alpha finished and turned it back, showing him that he had, in fact, made the lewd photo his background image.

“No.” He tried to reach for it, but the alpha pulled it away and shoved him back down at the same time.

A hand slapped over his left cheek, but this time he held on, squeezing and jiggling his ass in a move that both stung and had Elm gushing all over again.

“You’re jealous,” Elm hissed. “Of who? The Runner of the Eumia?” He scoffed, knowing he was taking a risk.