Page 74 of Full Body Hit: Part 2
“Really? Because I don’t think you were ‘just asking.’ I think you were imagining. And if you want it that bad…”
Chase gasped as Auston’s hand smacked his sweats-covered ass,hard. The sting lingered, body suddenly on full alert. “Daddy,” he cried out, dick fattening in his briefs as Auston hit him again.
Fuck. His body was spinning out of control, face buried in his arms as heat flared deep inside him.
“Stop that,” Auston ordered, slamming his hand down again, the sharp hurt of it taking over for a moment. It was only then that he noticed he’d been rubbing his now fully hard cock against Auston’s thighs.
He fell still, breathing hard.
“You think you deserve to get off?”
Chase didn’t reply, whining when Auston spanked him again.
“I asked you a question.”
“No, Daddy.”
Auston hummed, sounding so calm it shook Chase even harder, how he was falling apart and Auston didn’t seem affected at all. “No. You didn’t actually think you could talk about letting other Alphas have you, and I’d just give you what you want.”
“That’s not—” Chase choked as Auston stuffed three fingers into his mouth.
Fuck. Chase’s body was gonna burn up, was going to explode with this feeling inside him, so big he wouldn’t be able to contain it, cock twitching pathetically in his sweats.
“Look at you. So knot-hungry you’d go with anyone.”
Chase kicked his legs in protest, whining even as he sucked Auston’s fingers desperately.
“No? That just for me?”
Chase nodded as well as he could and felt Auston lean over him, the Alpha’s breath on his ear.
“Because you’re all mine, aren’t you?”
Chase nodded frantically, trying to say ‘Yes, Daddy’, around the obstruction in his mouth.
Auston tilted Chase’s head and kissed him on the cheek softly. Just like that, the fingers were out of his mouth and he was being flipped into a sitting position beside Auston, sore ass flaring.
Chase blinked dizzily as Auston leaned forwards to grab the remote and then sat back, arm over Chase’s shoulder.
“Let’s watch something.”
Chase gaped. His cock wasthrobbing, the seat of his briefs sticky with slick. “Daddy—”
“Nope,” Auston said without even looking at him. “You want to be a brat, I’ll treat you like a brat.”
Chase couldn’t close his mouth. “I can’t believe how mean you are,” he complained, flopping against Auston.
“Yes, you can.” The Alpha laughed.
Chase was squirmy and desperate the rest of the night, plastering himself onto Auston the moment they made it to bed, hand sliding down Auston’s stomach.
“Nope,” Auston said, picking Chase’s hand up and away from his body.
Chase sat up, leaning against his heels, face flushing. “You can’t seriously…comeon. I can just blow you, okay?”
Auston chuckled. “No, thanks.”
Chase gritted his teeth. The fuckingaudacityof this man. “Fine. Then I’ll just go home.”
