Chapter 206: Ultimatum (1)
Arren laughed as Spade lifted him up and placed him on his shoulders as though he were a heavy sack, before starting to leave the study in that position. He was on his stomach as his buttocks faced Spade, with his head facing the alpha’s back.
His laughter became louder when Spade even slapped his ass—not too hard, but the sound of the flesh being hit sounded.
He laughed and wriggled. "Spade!" he exclaimed, "Did you just slap my ass? What’s with you?" Arren only asked this to emphasize the action while also enjoying it at the same time.
Spade could only shake his head, biting his lips, and control himself. He could never resist Arren, even if he wanted to. Tightening his hold on Arren’s body so he wouldn’t fall from wriggling too much and slapping that ass once more, he helplessly sighed.
"Don’t make trouble," he darkly warned, yet the fond exasperation in his tone was too clear to ignore.
Arren grinned, stopping his movements and letting the alpha stroll the hallways leading to their room. They ignored the royal attendants or guards that they came across, who were also smart enough to avert their eyes when they passed by and only bow their heads.
"What if I want to make trouble?" he playfully challenged. "What are you going to do, Alpha?"
When Spade said that Arren really knew how to push his buttons, he was talking about this. It was as if the omega always wanted to test his limits time and time again.
And just how right he was with this one. Arren enjoyed it, but he dug his grave deeper and made sure the beast within the alpha would be awakened if there was an opportunity.
He knew, one of these days, he would be able to get it. All he had to do was try even harder. While he also liked the beast Spade the Alpha was in his rut, it was better if he was conscious! Was this a kink of his? He didn’t know if it counted, but he wanted to experience it.
Since Arren decided to flirt again and make the air between them hotter, Spade’s pace increased, and it wasn’t long before they arrived in the bedroom. The alpha swiftly entered, with Arren obediently resting on his shoulder, aside from the fact that the omega’s mouth was not.