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“Then why are you in here alone?”

Hesteps forward again - closer now, in the room properly. The door clicks shut behind him with a softclick.

It’s quiet.Final.

“I should go,” he says, though he doesn’t move. “But I won’t. Not if you ask me to stay.”

I drop my hand from my cock without hesitation.

“Stay.”

Theo’s eyes flare. “I’m not gonna touch you,” he says, voice strained. “Not unless you ask.”

“Who said I wanted to be touched?” I murmur, stretching my legs out, spreading them just a little wider. “Maybe I just want to see if you’ll watch me come thinking about her.”

Theo’s breath catches, and then he sits down, right at the edge of the bed.

I wrap my hand around myself again, never looking away as the air between us thrums.

Theo doesn’t move - barely evenbreathes- but I can feel the shift in him.I like the way his gaze dips down, the way his throat bobs as he swallows hard.

Like he doesn’t know where to look. Like every inch of him is trying not to break.

But he will. He’s going to.

I’ll make sure of it.

“You ever done this before?” I ask, voice low, teasing. “Sat and watched another alpha fall apart right in front of you?”

Theo shakes his head, jaw tense. “No.”

“Shame.” I grin. “You've been missing out.”

My hand moves faster, and I lean back on the mattress, spreading my legs wider.

Letting him look. Letting him want.

Letting him see how fucking good I look when I do this.

“You know, I’ve been wondering what it feels like,” I murmur. “To have her tight around me. Slick and sweet and begging for more.”

Theo’s eyes flutter shut for half a second, like the image alone could undo him.

“You thinking about her mouth?” I keep going. “Or her cunt?”

Theo exhales sharply.

“Yeah,” I whisper, half-laughing. “Me too.”

I fuck my hand harder now, imagining it’s her riding me - sweaty and desperate, clenching down, gasping as I pull her apart with my cock, head tilting back.

And then I glance at him again - at the way he’s sitting so still, so tight, like he's barely holding it together.

“Touch yourself,” I say.

Theo blinks. “What?”

“You heard me.” I give him a lazy grin. “I want to see it. Want to see what you look like when you lose control.”

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