Claimed: An Evan's Alphas Prequel
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That Merchant had decided to stay on as a security consultant for the IT department was hilarious, but Peter didn’t doubt that he’d find work for his morally-challenged friend.
“You know what?” Chad asked, eyes closed and head resting against Peter’s chest.
“What?” Peter reached up and threaded his hands through Chad’s hair. He massaged his scalp before rubbing his fingers along the shell of Chad’s ear.
“I love you too.”
Peter couldn’t imagine anything that would feel better than hearing those words.
***
Epilogue
“You know how this looks, don’t you?” Aiden asked as he and Peter stepped off the mat. Peter had just finalized the sale of Tank Security’s mercenary operations, and Aiden was still acting like he’d cut off his balls and handed them to Chad in a silk purse.
“How does it look?” Peter asked, stretching and testing the movement in his shoulder where Aiden had landed a vicious punch.
“It looks like you’re whipped.” Aiden’s voice was contemptuous.
Peter couldn’t help it. He grinned.
“I prefer to think of it as being in love,” he said. He turned to Aiden, the grin falling off his face. “And if anyone has a problem with that, they can come to me about it.”
Aiden’s lip curled, and he shook his head. “It’s pathetic, Peter. You shouldn’t—”
Peter kicked Aiden’s legs out from under him and put him in a chokehold, staying calm as he squeezed down on Aiden’s throat. He could deal with Aiden being pissy, no problem, but outright disrespect? Aiden should know better.
“I don’t care what people think or how it looks, Aiden. Chad is my mate, and I want him to be happy. That’s my priority. Do you understand?”
Peter let up enough that Aiden could wheeze out a strangled “Yes,” and then he squeezed down again.
“If anyone says anything disparaging about me or my mate, I will fucking break them. Do you hear me?”
This time Peter didn’t let up the pressure on Aiden’s throat, and Aiden’s face turned purple. Peter waited until he passed out before letting go.
Aiden was lucky he was Peter’s friend. Peter knew he meant well, but he needed to accept that Peter wanted to be the kind of man Chad could live with.
Coming to with a cough and a jerk, Aiden looked up at him with an angry expression.
“I don’t like people thinking you’re weak,” he said, his voice rough. Peter’s anger drained away.
“I would have had to do this eventu ally,” he said, shrugging. “The illegal ops were a liability.”
Aiden didn’t complain after that, and he and Peter headed to the locker room to change and get ready.
It was weird to be in his own training facility on a guest pass, and Peter decided that his next move would be to buy a new gym for what remained of his mercenary division.
“I’ll see you soon,” Peter said, clapping Aiden on the back. Aiden said a hasty goodbye and took off on his bike, and Peter hoped his pride wouldn’t stay wounded for long.
Getting in his car, he headed home.
***
Chad was on the couch with Peter’s laptop nestled in his lap, looking for work, when Peter came home.
“Still at it?” Peter asked, dropping down next to him on the couch. Chad nodded, forcing his attention to stay on the screen in front of him. Peter looked and smelled amazing, but Chad made himself ignore it.
He wanted to make Peter work for it for once.
Peter was dressed in loose sweats and a tight compression shirt, the material clinging to his wide shoulders and massive pecs, and he obviously hadn’t showered yet. The scent of clean sweat and alpha hung in the air, and Chad’s cock hardened against the fly of his jeans.
“Yes. How was your workout with the douchebag?”
Peter frowned. “Don’t talk about Aiden like that. He’s not so bad.”
Chad finally turned his face to look at Peter, his expression letting his alpha know exactly what he thought of that. “He calls me puppy.”
Peter grinned, which was not the reaction Chad was going for. Chad was about to give Peter a piece of his mind, but Peter distracted him by reaching down and squeezing the thick tube of his cock through his sweats.
Chad watched Peter grope himself, his eyes glued on the delicious bulge. When he finally tore his eyes away, Peter was grinning.
“My workout was good,” Peter said, massaging himself lazily through his sweats. “Are you finding anything that looks good?”
Chad shook his head. He was still unemployed, and his prospects weren’t looking good. At this rate he might just go to college.
“You could work for Tank Security,” Peter suggested. Chad blinked, looking up at Peter’s face with a self-deprecating smile.
“You fired me.”
Peter stretched out, dropping his cock and putting his hands behind his head. The muscles in his arms bulged, and the scent wafting off his pits made Chad’s balls tingle.
“Technically you were fired from Tank Security Mercenary Holdings, which I no longer own. Tank Security is a different company.”
Chad licked his lips, not sure if Peter was serious. Peter leaned back into the couch and gave him an earnest look.
“All our remaining contracts are with the military, and you’d be held to the same code of conduct as the enlisted men you’d be working with. Nothing like what happened with D.E. would happen there.”
“Can I think about it?”
“But you don’t have to work, you know.” Peter moved so fast that Chad almost didn’t register it, and suddenly he was straddling Chad’s lap, looking down at him with his cock pressed flat against Chad’s abs. He grinned, the show of teeth making him look almost evil. “You could just stay here and be my full-time plaything.”
Chad shuddered, lifting his hands and placing them on Peter’s muscular obliques. Peter grabbed his wrists and yanked his hands above his head, shifting his grip so that he was holding both of Chad’s wrists in one hand.
“I could put a collar on you, make you walk around on all fours,” Peter said, placing his hand over Chad’s throat, the tip of his thumb and index finger pressing into the point at the corners of his jaw.
Chad swallowed. The idea of wearing Peter’s collar wasn’t an altogether unpleasant one.
Peter’s smile widened. “You like that,” he crooned, squeezing down on Chad’s throat. Chad bucked his hips, but Peter’s weight was on his knees on either side of the couch, and there was nothing for Chad to grind his bulge against.
And then, just as suddenly as he had climbed on top of him, Peter was gone. Chad watched him sprint to the bedroom, a pretty good idea of what he had in mind.
When Peter came back three minutes later, he’d ditched his sweaty shirt and loose pants, exchanging them for a pair of leather chaps and biker boots. His cock and balls were fully exposed, and Chad’s mouth filled with drool at the sight of Peter’s veined length and heavy balls.
In his hand Peter held a leather collar. It was wider than Chad had expected, and made from studded black leather with a gleaming D-ring hanging off the front.
“On your knees,” Peter ordered, coming to a stop right in front of the couch. There was a clear bead of pre-cum on the slit of his cock, and Chad ached to taste it.
Sliding off the couch, Chad placed his hands on the smooth leather over Peter’s thighs. The contrast between soft leather and hard muscle made his gut clench. Peter reached down and buckled the collar around Chad’s throat.
The pressure on his Adam’s apple was intense.
“Are you going to be a good boy for me?” Peter asked, taking a short step forward. His cock slapped against Chad’s face, and Peter lifted it up and let it come to rest parallel to Chad’s nose.
The scent was heady and strong, and Chad took a deep breath. “Yes, sir.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Peter took another step forward, and Chad found his head pushed back
and squeezed between Peter’s tree-trunk thighs. His mouth and nose were pressed against Peter’s bared taint, and Peter’s balls were resting heavy on his forehead.
It felt wonderful.
“Why aren’t you licking?” Peter growled, his voice low and dangerous. Chad jumped into action and started swiping his tongue over the sensitive skin under Peter’s balls.
The taste of sweat and musk and alpha exploded on his tongue, and Chad moaned. Peter squeezed his thighs together, trapping him, and Chad thought he was going to come in his pants.
Chad stayed on his knees until his neck ached, licking and worshiping Peter’s taint, ass, and heavy balls. Eventually Peter dropped down onto the couch, grabbing Chad by the hair and moving him so that his lips were pressing against the bulbous head of Peter’s cock.
“You want to taste?” Peter asked, grabbing his cock at the base and smearing pre-cum all over Chad’s lips and chin. Chad moaned, looking up at Peter with pleading eyes. Peter chuckled darkly, pushing Chad back down between his legs and holding him against his taint so tight that he couldn’t breathe.
Smothered in the damp heat between Peter’s thighs, his fingers gripping for purchase on the leather clinging to Peter’s legs, Chad was in a haze of want and need and pleasure. That he couldn’t breathe wasn’t important, and when he started getting lightheaded he didn’t struggle to get free.
“Good boy!” Peter growled, yanking him up by the hair when Chad’s vision started going black around the edges, pulling him all the way up to his mouth for a scorching kiss.
Peter’s cock pressing against his belly, Chad opened his mouth and let Peter’s tongue inside.
“Enough,” Peter growled, pushing him away like he was the one who had been in control. He lifted his arms and put his hands behind his neck, slouching back into the seat cushion. “Make me come.”
Panting, it took a second for Chad to grasp the instruction. Peter licked his lips and spread his legs, making clear what he wanted Chad to do.
Heart beating fast, breath coming in short little gasps, Chad scrambled down into the space between Peter’s legs and put his mouth on the alpha’s cock. Wasting no time on technique, he pushed down on the massive length until it was sliding down his throat and Peter was gasping with pleasure.
“Fuck,” Peter growled, his hands shooting down to curl in Chad’s hair. When Chad simply couldn’t take any more, Peter’s cock filling him so much it felt like he was going to burst, Peter pushed him down with a rough shove. The massive shaft went deeper, and Chad found his lips stretched over Peter’s knot, his nose buried in Peter’s neatly trimmed pubic hair.
It was the first time he’d taken all of Peter down his throat, and he couldn’t believe that he’d done it.
“Good boy,” Peter said, petting the top of his head and rutting into him with little groans of pleasure. Chad’s own cock throbbed in his jeans, harder than it had ever been, and he was pretty sure he could come like this.
Needing to breathe, Chad tried to lift his head up, but Peter held him down. Hands pressing down on Peter’s thighs, Peter ignored his struggles and kept him in place.
Chad’s mind went quiet, and for the hundredth time it felt like he was floating in space, disconnected from his body and connected to Peter so intimately that even the thought of separation hurt.
Shooting his load was almost like an afterthought. He could feel his cock leaking spurt after spurt of come into his underwear, but the real pleasure lay in simply existing in that space.
Body going limp, darkness edging in on his mind, Chad had never felt better.
***
When he felt Chad go limp, Peter’s balls pulled tight and he shot his load with such force that he felt the pull all the way into his gut.
Yanking his cock out of Chad’s mouth before his knot locked him in place, he let Chad’s limp body slump down between his feet. Standing up, he aimed his cock at his unconscious mate and covered him in his load. Thick ropes of come rained down on Chad’s body, and Peter had never seen anything more beautiful.
When Chad started waking up, groggy and confused, Peter pulled him up onto the couch and tucked him into the space under his arm.
“You choked me out with your cock,” Chad said, the words brimming with amused disbelief. He reached up and ran his fingers through his hair, laughing when they came away wet with Peter’s come.
“You liked it,” Peter said, unable to muster even an inch of regret. If Chad had woken up angry or scared it would have been another matter, but it was clear Chad had enjoyed the experience just as much as him.
“I did, but that’s crazy. You can’t do stuff like that without asking me first.”
Peter pushed his nose into Chad’s hair, ignoring the come coating his face. Chad was right. Breath play to the point of passing out wasn’t something he should be springing on Chad, no matter how much they both enjoyed it.
“I’m sorry,” he said, pulling away from Chad’s hair. Chad stared up at his face and burst out laughing.
“Your face is all wet,” Chad said. Peter was about to answer, but Chad pushed up and twisted around so that he was facing Peter, and leaned in to lick the come off Peter’s face.
Holding his breath, Peter’s spent cock twitched as Chad ate his come like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
“Here’s a little…” Peter ran two fingers through the pool of come on Chad’s shoulder, and shoved the fingers into his mouth. Chad went still, sucking Peter’s fingers clean with the same reverence he’d shown his cock.
When Peter pulled his fingers out past Chad’s lips, cradling his jaw in his hand, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.
“Yummy,” Chad said, eyes twinkling. “But also a little gross. Let’s go shower.”
“What?” Peter just wanted to stay where he was and enjoy the moment, but Chad was sliding off the couch and dragging him with him.
“Let’s go, it’s shower time.”
Yielding to Chad’s demand, Peter followed him to the bathroom. His cock hung heavy between his thighs, swinging from side to side as he walked. He was still half hard, and catching sight of himself in the bathroom mirror he was looking good.
Chad stripped off, throwing his clothes in the laundry hamper, while Peter just kicked off his boots and let his chaps land in a heap on the floor.
Following Chad into the shower, he wrapped his arms around the younger alpha and pressed himself up against his back as the water rained down on them.
Peter couldn’t believe it was possible to be this happy.
The End
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