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“You said they were a treat for me,” Alex complained. “You’re such a sadist.”

With his mouth still visibly full of orange, Tracht replied, “That should not come as a surprise to you.” Then he leaned down and kissed Alex and pushed the entirety of the mushy orange into Alex’s mouth.

Gross, gross, gross.

Alex worked to quickly swallow everything before the taste and texture could make him gag. Tracht kept a light grip on Alex’s hair, and from his pleased smile, he knew exactly how disgusted Alex was.

When Alex had swallowed completely, Tracht kissed him lightly. “Good boy.”

So, Parsons aside, it ended up being a pretty good day.

[Chapter 25]

They were on Atalanta for only three more days. With the ship gearing up to depart, the whole crew was busy. Cargo was moved on board, and teams were handling storage and maintenance. Tracht kept Alex close, occasionally explaining why they were doing half the shit they did. Alex didn’t always understand it—there was a lot of complicated physics and engineering involved with getting ships moving—but it made following Tracht around a bit less boring.

Alex saw Parsons a few times, but thankfully there was too much to do, so Parsons couldn’t take the time to be a self-righteous dick at Alex.

On their last day before departure, Alex was once again on his knees under Tracht’s desk, gently suckling on Tracht’s cock. Alex was mostly focusing on keeping his jaw loose and breathing through his nose while Tracht took care of the last of his business calls.

Alex wondered if the people on the other end also had a bondservant sucking them off or eating them out. If they were anything like Tracht, it was impossible to tell from just their voices. How Tracht managed to sound calm and composed with his dick in Alex’s mouth, Alex had no clue. Alex was half tempted to start sucking Tracht’s cock for real, but he was pretty sure that distracting Tracht from business would be a quick way to earn a punishment.

The sound of an incoming call made Tracht shift forward and slide further into Alex’s mouth.

“Johannes! Did I catch you before you departed?”

The use of Tracht’s first name piqued Alex’s interest. He’d been mostly ignoring the other calls, but now he strained to hear better.

“You know you did, Vasilis. What can I do for you?” Tracht traced his finger along the shell of Alex’s ear.

If Alex remembered right, Vasilis was Tracht’s brother-in-law. The rich one that was the reason for all of Tracht’s fortunes.

“Can I get you to try another route? I don’t understand all of the details, but the navigational department thinks we could cut time off the trip if—”

“Wait a moment. I’m not alone.”

The call went still abruptly—Tracht must have muted everything. Alex was confused when Tracht actually pulled out of Alex’s mouth, and even more when he encouraged Alex to come out from under the desk.

He understood when he saw the earplugs Tracht was holding.

“I can’t have you overhearing this conversation.” Tracht placed the earplugs into Alex’s ears, muting the rest of the world.

Boring. Now that Alex was barred from listening, he really, really wanted to know what was being said. But Tracht cuffed Alex’s hands behind his back and then pushed him back under the desk to continue where he’d left off.

It was hard to keep track how long the call went on. Alex figured that it had ended when Tracht pulled on Alex’s hair and started thrusting in deep, at times robbing Alex’s breath entirely.

“What was so private about that call with your bro?” Alex asked after Tracht let him up.

“My bro? Oh, Vasilis. Simply that I can’t risk compromising his business in any way, and you have definitely not been cleared for trade secrets.”

Alex scowled and tried to ignore the weird feeling in his gut. “You think I’m not trustworthy?”

That made Tracht bark a laugh. “Absolutely not. You have shaped up a bit, but I wouldn’t be surprised if you decided to betray me if somebody gave you a better offer.”

That was—that was true. At least, Alex thought it was supposed to be true. It made the most sense. Nick might have been using Alex, but he’d also taught Alex that they had to look out for themselves first and foremost. That nobody else mattered. Alex thought it meant nobody except the two of them, but Nick apparently had taken it to mean really only himself. So Alex should do the same.

Alex still had the vague urge to protest.

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