Omega - Part Four: Betrayed

by D. J. Heart

  Chad grits his teeth. He’s not in the mood for this. All he wants to do is to spend some time with Evan - alone - enjoying the tight heat of Evan’s ass locked around his knot. Is that too much to ask? Whatever Evan did that has Aiden looking so ominous can’t have been that bad, so Chad decides to let Peter deal with it.

  “Sure. You do that,” Chad says.

  Alpha instincts a little closer to the surface than usual, he hoists Evan up over his shoulder and glares at Aiden defiantly. Evan lets out a startled oomph of surprise, hands fisting in the back of Chad’s shirt as Chad’s muscular arm curls over his waist and pins him down. Aiden rolls his eyes at the display, turning his attention back to the TV.

  Chad leaves the room with strutting steps, the hallway leading to their bedroom lit up by the setting sun shining through the floor to ceiling windows. Evan bounces happily on his shoulder as he walks.

  “You up for some fun?” Chad asks, smacking his palm down on Evan’s upturned ass. Evan lets out an indignant yelp of surprise, hitting him on the back in retaliation. The feeble blow makes Chad laugh. He wonders how Evan would respond to a nice spanking…

  “Yeah…” Evan moans, grinding his hard little package down on Chad’s shoulder. Chad grins as he opens the door to the bedroom and steps inside, smacking his hand down on Evan’s pert little ass again as he kicks the door shut.

  “Chad!” Evan cries out breathlessly. His voice is tinged with a mix of shock and arousal, hips thrusting his crotch so that he’s humping Chad’s chest. It’s both adorable and sexy as hell.

  “You like that, Evan? Like it when I spank your ass?”

  Chad slaps Evan’s behind two more times, one smack on each cheek, and Evan outright moans at the sharp sting of Chad’s palm.

  “Yes, Alpha…” he whimpers, lifting his ass up for more. Chad grins. He drops Evan to the bed, making him bounce, and strips down in record time; pulling off his shirt and kicking his boots, pants and socks away with practiced haste. Evan lays on his back, propped up on his elbows, waiting and watching Chad with wide eyes. He’s still fully dressed, his cute little outfit almost indecently tight and fitted.

  “Good. I’m gonna blister your ass fucking red,” Chad growls, grabbing Evan by the leg and pulling him to the edge of the bed. The boy slides down the silky sheets, his free leg kicking out for some kind of leverage. Chad makes quick work of removing his clothes, grabbing his waist and lifting him off the mattress. He drops down to sit on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, letting Evan come to rest over his lap. He uses one foot to hook Evan’s thighs so that they’re trapped, gathering the boy’s wrists in one meaty grip and pinning them behind his lower back. Evan’s breathing is harsh, but his cock is rock hard. He’s loving this just as much as Chad is.

  “You ready?” Chad asks, rubbing Evan’s cheeks with his palm. He can see two distinct hand prints on the otherwise pale cheeks, the sight making him feel primal and ready to fuck.

  “Not too hard, though. Right?” Evan asks, sounding both excited and nervous. Chad rubs his ass comfortingly, letting his middle finger sink into the cleft between the two cheeks to rub over his hungry little hole. He can feel it flutter, and a part of him wants to skip the spanking and just go straight to the fucking. But he’s having too much fun, and delaying his orgasm is only going to make it that much better when he finally does come.

  “Just hard enough,” he says, lifting his hand and slapping it down. The sound is louder on bare skin, and Chad’s cock throbs at the way Evan’s reacts.

  “Ow!” the omega cries out, pulling at his wrists. Chad laughs, smacking his hand down again.

  “How many can you take?” he asks, smacking Evan’s naked ass a third time before he has a chance to answer. The skin of Evan’s ass has turned a lovely shade of red.

  “Uhm… Ten, I think. Maybe?” Evan says, sounding anything but sure. Since this is in no way a punishment, Chad won’t go over the number Evan suggests. If they want to go harder or longer sometime in the future, they can talk about it later.

  “Good. Count them out!”

  Chad spanks Evan ruthlessly, the sound of his palm smacking down on Evan’s reddening ass making his cock harder and harder. His balls feel like they’re about to burst, he needs to come so bad.

  “Ow ow ow,” Evan chants, no longer pulling at his wrists, limp and pliant over Chad’s thighs.

  “Good boy,” Chad says after delivering the tenth blow, Evan’s ass jiggling with the force of it. The boy is crying, but his cock is just as hard as it was when they started. Chad rubs his ass, the skin warm to the touch. “You want me to kiss it better?”

  Evan goes still, the crying coming to an abrupt halt. He looks over his shoulder, eyes heated, pupils blown wide with arousal. “Yes, please,” he says, perfectly polite and composed. Chad takes it as a challenge. He lifts Evan off his lap, pushing him flat on the mattress and spreading his legs. Evan rests his head on his arms, smiling as he closes his eyes, waiting to be eaten out by his alpha.

  Chad isn’t going to stop until he’s begging to come...

  Laying down between Evan’s legs, spreading his cheeks apart with his big hands to expose his tiny hole, Chad watches the little opening with awe. It seems almost impossible that something so small could fit something as big as Chad’s cock, much less both him and Peter’s combined girths.

  “Chad…” Evan moans when Chad lowers his mouth to his ass, licking a broad swipe up from his taint and over his fluttering hole. It tastes sweet, like pure omega, with none of the musky notes Chad is used to from when he does this for Peter. It’s delicious.

  He starts slow, licking leisurely around and then into Evan’s hole, but as Evan gets more and more incoherent - pushing his ass back and whimpering under the assault of Chad’s tongue - Chad starts to get more vigorous. He licks and slobbers over Evan’s hole, adding a finger and then two and then three, opening him up with nothing but spit to slick his way.

  Evan’s ass yields to his fingers and tongue beautifully, and when Chad fucks three fingers into his hole and curls them down, rubbing his prostate with expert firmness, Evan screams into the mattress and shoots his load. He’s a sweaty mess, babbling Chad’s name and all sorts of nonsense, his expression one of pure bliss as his balls are drained of their first load for the night.

  Chad needs his ass, now. He jumps off the bed and grabs one of the many bottles of lube they keep in the bedroom, slicking up his achingly hard cock before crawling back onto the bed and climbing on top of Evan. He aims his cock at the boy’s opening, lifting his hips up high as he drops his chest to Evan’s back, slamming his shaft home.

  Evan screams, but there’s no pain or distress in the sound, only pleasure. Chad pumps his hips hard, fucking into Evan’s hole as hard and as fast as he can. He’s had his foreplay, now all he wants to do is shoot his load.

  “Down a little,” Evan mumbles, and at first Chad doesn’t understand what he means - too lost in the pleasure of the tight heat enveloping his cock - but then it hits him. He changes the angle of his thrusts, and that must have been what Evan wanted. He starts whimpering and crying out in a way that has Chad’s balls pulling up tight in their sac, the needy sounds speaking to his inner alpha and driving him to fuck harder.

  “I’m coming,” Evan says, voice tight, Chad’s cock pistoning in and out of his ass like a jackhammer. The words are like a jolt to Chad’s balls, and before he knows it he’s coming harder than he has in days.

  “Fuck,” he growls, pushing in balls deep as his knot starts to expand, locking his cock deep in Evan’s hole as he fills him up with his seed. He drops down on Evan’s back and rolls them over, spooning the boy against his body. He feels exhausted, drained and wonderful. He closes his eyes, Evan blinking sleepily as he folds his arm around Chad’s bicep.

  “Well that was interesting. Who knew you had it in you?” Aiden’s voice comes from the doorway, snide and mocking, rudely jerking Chad out of his bliss. He shoots up with a roar, Evan crying out as the knot bu
ried in his hole pulls on his rim. Acting on pure feral instinct, Chad pushes his omega down into the mattress, shielding him from the strange alpha with his body.

  What is Aiden thinking? Walking in on an alpha having sex with his omega, in his bedroom, in the heart of his den? It’s obscene!

  “Get the fuck out, Aiden!” Chad growls, looking over his shoulder at the bigger and older alpha, but Aiden just laughs. He walks right up the bed, Chad’s whole body going tense, and touches Chad’s lower back. Chad can’t believe Aiden would dare, but the alpha drags his finger down Chad’s back and over his ass. The touch is light, barely there, but as vulnerable as Chad is Aiden might as well be groping him.

  “I see what Peter meant. Your ass is fantastic,” he says, giving it a light slap. The sound echoes through the room.

  “Get out!” Chad shouts, feeling violated. Never would he have imagined that Aiden would cross the line like this. He wants to fucking murder him.

  “I will, don’t worry. I just came in to tell you that Peter called. He won’t be home until nine.” Aiden steps away after giving Chad’s left cheek a squeeze, and a second later Chad hears the sound of a picture being taken with a cell phone camera.

  “Get the fuck out!” Chad roars again. He feels like he’s about to cry.

  “I’ve got to get going,” Aiden says, as though he’s behaving normally. Chad is completely blindsided by his behavior. “I’ll see you around, Chad. Evan.”

  Aiden leaves the room with a chuckle, and it takes Chad a few minutes before he’s relaxed enough to roll off the omega beneath him. Evan draws in a deep breath, breathing heavily, looking just as confused as Chad feels.

  If Peter doesn’t get rid of Aiden after this, Chad doesn’t know what he’ll do...

  ***

  Peter comes home to a dark apartment, a feeling of foreboding filling him at the silence that greets him. Chad had been unusually upset on the way into work, and he hopes that having given him some time to cool off will have helped. That Chad took a cab instead of driving home with him does not bode well, however…

  Shrugging off his jacket, Peter rolls his shoulders and pulls off his gloves, putting them in the basket hanging in the back of the closet. Closing the door, he’s startled to see Chad standing right there with a thunderous look on his face.

  “We need to talk,” his young mate says, the words clipped and angry. Peter’s hope that Chad might have cooled down seem to have been in vain. Chad looks furious. His body is tense, shoulders held high.

  Peter takes a deep breath and closes the closet door. “We’ve already signed a contract with Cruz,” he says.

  Chad turns his back on him and walks into the apartment, clearly expecting Peter to follow. He sighs and walks after his angry young mate, looking around for Evan. The omega is nowhere in sight.

  Chad leads him to his office, waiting for him to enter before closing the door behind him. Peter tries again, “Look, I know you think it’s wrong-”

  “This isn’t about that,” Chad growls, interrupting him and stepping forward aggressively, “This is about Aiden.”

  Peter struggles to rein in his temper. He’s not in the mood for another argument about his friend.

  “I wish you two could be grown ups around each other, Chad. He’s just teasing-”

  Chad cuts him off again, not caring how disrespectful he’s being. “I don’t want him here. I’m not saying you can’t be friends with him, but I don’t want to see him, and I don’t want him around Evan.” Chad looks like he’s made up his mind, and Peter bristles at being ordered what to do. It isn’t Chad’s place to order him to do anything.

  “Watch it,” he says softly, putting every ounce of dominant energy he has into the words. Chad steps back, but then quickly steps forward again. It’s resolute, almost like he’s gearing up for a challenge. Peter bares his teeth in warning.

  “He walked in when Evan and I were having sex!” Chad hisses, furious. Peter blinks, not sure he’s heard correctly.

  “I’m sure he didn’t-”

  “He walked in when Evan and I were tied and he took a picture and he touched me,” Chad growls, “I want him gone!”

  Peter has no idea how to respond. If Aiden really has taken that kind of liberty with Chad, it would be unforgivable. But on the other hand… Chad has been trying to get rid of Aiden for years. Peter’s not sure he would put it past his excitable young mate to lie in order to get his way. Not if it stood between Chad lying and Aiden disrespecting him. Both seem equally unlikely, yet one has to be true. It’s a mess.

  “I’ll talk with Aiden, OK? See-”

  Chad opens his mouth as if he’s about to say something, but then his jaws clamp shut with an audible snap. He marches past Peter and out of the room. Peter follows.

  “Chad, wait a minute. It’s not that I don’t believe you , I just need to get Aiden’s side of the story before-”

  But Chad doesn’t listen and the door slams shut before Peter can finish his sentence. Huffing, Peter rips open the door and follows Chad through the apartment to the front door, wondering what the hell his young mate is doing.

  Chad pulls on his leather jacket and grabs the keys to his bike, heading out the door.

  “Chad, where are you going?” Peter says as makes his way to the elevator. Chad doesn’t answer, pushing the button to go down. The elevator doors ping open, Chad stepping inside. Peter follows, holding the doors open. He grabs for Chad’s arm, but the alpha pulls away with a growl.

  “Chad, come on. Let’s go back inside and talk about this,” Peter says, trying to be reasonable when all he wants to do is grab Chad by the nape of his neck and march him back inside. He does not like being disobeyed like this, but he’s not about to force Chad back inside.

  “Can you move?” Chad asks, and his voice is cold. Peter steps out of the elevator, surprised.

  “Chad,” he says, but the doors are already closing. He watches the numbers over the doors as the elevator makes its way down into the underground parking garage, wondering what the hell just happened.

  Chad is probably just going to go for a ride to cool off, he figures, then come back when he’s ready to talk. Feeling at a loss for what to do, Peter heads back inside to look for Evan.

  Maybe the omega can shed some light on what’s been going on...

  To be continued…

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