“Um, yes,” he said out loud. The insult had rolled off his back; he couldn’t bring himself to care what Ballus thought, especially when Ballus’ fingers were pushing in, swirling through the wetness in his body.He’s touching Hades’ come.
Aaren was under no illusion that he had managed to get rid of all of it. Or even most of it. There was at least half of Hades’ load still in there, shot deep inside.
“You’re fucking wet,” Ballus said, preening. “You got so wet for me.”
Aaren had never felt so embarrassed for another person in hislife.“Um, yes,” he said unconvincingly. Ballus was already pulling out his fingers and pushing his cock in.
Hades was right. Aaren could barely feel him.
Ballus groaned loudly. “Take it, you bitch.”
“Yes,” Aaren tried to moan, but it sounded fake. “Wow, you feel so good.”
There came a quiet snort from the closet, but Ballus was grunting too loudly to hear it. Aaren glanced over, making sure not to move his head too obviously. He couldn’t see anything through the gap in the closet door, but he tried to look at where he thought Hades’ eyes might be.
This too felt like a secret between them, something intimate they shared.
“This is the wettest you’ve been,” Ballus said.
That’s because you’re thrusting into Hades’ come,Aaren thought, shoving his hands over his mouth so he wouldn’t say it out loud. Was Hades smirking? He probably was; Aaren wasn’t even moaning.
Just to keep up the pretense, Aaren moaned a little. It sounded half-hearted even to his ears.
Another snort from the closet. Ballus was groaning louder now, loud clapping sounds filling the room. His thrusts jerked Aaren forward; Aaren couldn’t help comparing it to the way Hades had pinned him down and pounded into him.Thathad made Aaren moan helplessly. Right now, he was just feeling a whole lot of embarrassment and nothing else.
Hades had ruined him for any other alpha.
Unbidden, Hades’ voice rang out in his mind.If you actually felt good, you would be panting and squirming just like you did on my cock.
At least this didn’t feelbad.It just felt like... nothing.
Aaren felt kind of sorry for Ballus.
Then he thought about Ballus’ cock completely covered in Hades’ come, and that...
That was kind of hot.
It was filthy, thrilling, and just a tiny bit vengeful.
I’m a bad omega,Aaren thought.But Hades is also bad, so maybe we match.
He decided that he’d had enough of Ballus. So he clenched his muscles and pretended to come, moaning louder. In response, Ballus’ thrusts went uneven; he managed to hit Aaren’s prostate.
Aaren gasped. The presence in the closet sharpened.
He didn’t know how he knew, but Hades suddenly felt dangerous, possessive.
Aaren’s throat went dry.
Ballus came with a grunt and pulled out, rolling over. “Don’t wake me up unless you have food ready,” he said. Then he promptly began to snore.
Aaren grabbed his abandoned shirt and sat up, planting his ass on it to let Ballus’ come drain out.
A minute later, the closet door slid open. Hades strode out dressed only in his pants, looking thunderous. Dangerous.
Was he mad at Aaren?
Hades slid his hands under Aaren’s arms and lifted him off the bed, setting him on his feet. He nudged Aaren forward and growled, “Bathroom.”
