Page 8 of How to Rescue Your Surprise Baby

“Why are you looking a gift horse in the mouth?” Mav retorted.

“Are you saying you’re ahorse?” Telos asked gleefully. “Will you get on all fours—”

“Shut it, before I rescind the offer.”

Telos huffed. “Wait. Is this a gift? You said ‘gift’. I don’t have to return it?”

“I want it back,” Mav said, suddenly grouchier than before.

Telos’ eyebrows shot up.Huh.“Minion, arrange the borrowing with Hadley. Have Hadley steal the rest of Mav’s fireproof clothes, too.”

Hilly-Billy cackled and hung up so he could call his brother—Mav’s butler.

“Don’t give me a reason to come out and smash your phone,” Mav said mildly.

“The order has already been issued. Too late,” Telos crowed. “Now, stop eavesdropping, or I’ll do something youwillregret.”

“Like what? What can you possibly do that’ll make me recoil?”

Telos stilled, glancing at their hotel room door again.

There was one thing.

He could do it, and it would be par for the course, because he lived to make Mav’s life as miserable as he could.

“Keep listening, and you’ll find out,” Telos sang.

He finished his dinner and washed it down with soda. In their room, Mav seemed to be done eating, too. Telos listened as he took a shower—Mav didn’t jerk off, though. Then there was a rustle of sheets, and the squeak of a mattress.

Did Mav even put on his underwear before climbing into bed? Or was he completely naked? Telos swallowed.

After a while, there were no more sounds. Telos waited another ten minutes for Mav to lower his guard.

Ever so slowly, he reached down, giving his bulge a squeeze. Telos made himself forget about his other problems. Right now, there was just him and his hand, and Mav possibly listening in.

He licked his lips and squeezed again, pretending it was Mav’s large hand on him. Mav grabbing him roughly between the legs, hissing into his ear,Let’s see you get hard for me.

Telos’ breath snagged. As quietly as he could, he unbuckled his belt. He popped the button on his pants, too. Then he dragged down the zipper, and reached into his underwear.

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DOES MAV HEAR...?

Telos had never donethis before. Not with Mav so close, and Telos in a place where someone could walk by and catch him in the act.

He reclined his seat and spread his knees, freeing his cock from the confines of his clothes. The night air chilled his skin; he stretched his cock to its full length and stroked it, savoring the weight of it in his hand.

Mav could step out anytime, if he realized what Telos was doing. Maybe he would walk out with just the sheets clutched around his hips, his heavy cock hanging between his legs. He would see Telos’ cock out, and Telos would show it to him, taunt him to suck on it.

Mav would decline, obviously. But it was one of Telos’ fantasies, shutting Mav up with his cock. Either with Mav on his knees before him, Telos grabbing his hair and fucking into his mouth, or Mav lying flat on the bed, Telos straddling his face.

There was something exhilarating about having an alpha beneath you, submitting to you. Telos let himself imagine thetight, wet heat of Mav’s mouth, the way he’d groan around his cock. The way Mav would think of something cutting to say, only for Telos to fuck the words back down his throat.

Telos’ breath stuttered; his blood swooped between his legs. He was growing so hard that he would have trouble tucking himself back into his pants.

There was definitely no way he could hide his cock now, if Mav stepped out. Telos would leave himself exposed, let Mav come closer.

Maybe Mav’s eyes would widen when he saw Telos throbbing for him. Not that Telos would be embarrassed. He was big. He would keep on fucking his fist, show Mav how he’d fuck inside him. Mav would step closer, dragging Telos out of the car. He’d grab Telos’ cock and snarl,What the fuck do you think you’re doing?And he’d yank on Telos like he was trying to drag the answer out of Telos’ mouth, except Telos would pulse in his fist, growing harder against his touch.

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