Page 18 of Hot for Teacher
Killian pinched him lightly. “I don’t shirk aftercare, sweet boy.”
Chase let out a soft, weary laugh that tugged on something strange in Killian’s chest. “How long does it last?”
All fucking night. “However long you need.”
“What if I need a long time?”
“Then that’s what you get.”
“For being—being such a good boy?” The way Chase said it, so shy, like he was trying out the words for the very first time, tugged again on that place inside Killian, deep and tender.
“Even if you were a very naughty boy, I’d still give you what you need afterward.” Killian pressed a kiss to Chase’s nose—what the fuck was that?He cleared his throat. “But yes, Chase Adler. You were a very, very good boy for me.”
Chase let out a little sigh and wrapped his arm around Killian’s waist, tucking himself in close. He nuzzled his head into Killian’s neck and lay there, unashamedly breathing in Killian’s pheromones like they smelled of light, fluffy cotton candy and notthe overpowering leather scent Killian had so often been told was extremely off-putting.
Killian had already scent marked Chase to an absurd degree, unable to help himself when he’d had Chase lying sweet and pliant in front of him. And the thing about Chase being a beta, without any powerful pheromones of his own, was that Chase now smelledonlyof Killian. He was absolutely saturated in Killian’s scent, his natural mint covered completely by cherry and leather.
It was more satisfying than it had any right to be.
Killian should put them both in the shower right now, if only to get his scent off the boy, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Instead, he continued to stroke his hand up and down Chase’s spine, letting the beta cuddle in close.
Any minute now, Killian would get up and fetch Chase some water and something to snack on, to make sure his physical state was as leveled out as his mental one. But that could wait.
For now, Killian’s inner alpha needed to keep Chase close, tucked right into his chest. And Killian had learned long ago that after any scene, he needed to placate those deep instincts —that washisaftercare.
So Killian held the beta, and breathed in his own scent on the boy’s skin, and tried not to worry that he’d just fucked over his whole life in one fell swoop.
6
Chase
Chase woke up at Burke’s house. In Burke’s bed.
It wasn’t a slow realization, no confused blinking back to reality and wondering where he was. Chase knewexactlywhere he was. They’d fucked, cuddled, and he’d somehow fallen asleep afterward, still in Burke’s arms.
Even if Chase hadn’t remembered the whole incident with startling clarity, it was obvious, because these leather-and-cherry pheromones surrounding him didn’t exist in Chase’s bed. He wished they did. Wished he could smuggle a pillow out under his shirt and sneak it into his bedroom, fall asleep to that scent every single night.
So maybe it wasn’t that surprising he’d fallen asleep, what with that thick cloud of comforting, contented pheromones surrounding him. Whatwassurprising was that Burke had fallen asleep too. Chase was still cuddled into him, a hand resting on Burke’s steadily rising and falling chest and a leg slung over hiship. Burke, for his part, had an arm around Chase’s middle. He was still fully clothed.
Because he fucked you fully clothed, his pants only unbuckled and unbuttoned enough to release his thick alpha cock. Which shouldn’t have been as hot as it was, Jesus effing Christ.
Anyway, Burke was still dressed. And Chase still didn’t know what the alpha looked like naked, or even shirtless. And he wouldn’tgetto know, because Burke had been very clear that they wouldn’t be doing this again.
And Chase had known that, so he didn’t get to have his feelings hurt about it, even if the sex had rearranged something crucial inside him and he was still trying to figure out what exactly it was.
Slowly and carefully, Chase untangled himself, wincing at a telltale soreness between his legs—Burke’s cock wasnotbeginner-level; that was for sure. Neither was the way the alpha fucked, for that matter. Sex with Burke was some new realm of sensuality where brute force met careful consideration and a whiskey-soaked voice taunted and praised in equal measure.
Don’t think about that right now, Chase told himself.Just get out, quick and easy.
Chase didn’t have a lot of “slipping away in the middle of the night” on his sexual résumé, but he knew he couldn’t face Burke right now, not while the alpha was conscious. If he did, Chase was going to do something stupid, like beg to do it all again.
For one brief moment, when Chase began to move away, Burke’s arm tightened around him, as if he was reluctant to let him go. Chase stilled, not even daring to breathe, and after a moment, Burke’s arm relaxed again. Chase was able to roll away and off the bed in one smooth motion, landing silently on his feet.
It seemed he’d finally found a non-sports-related benefit to his athlete’s reflexes.
Chase grabbed his pile of clothes and his shoes and took them out into the front room, where he dressed quickly and silently. Hefelt mildly guilty about heading out and leaving Burke’s front door unlocked for the night, but it was probably preferable to him staying and forcing the professor into an awkward morning-after conversation.
Once he was safely on the porch, Chase pulled up a rideshare app. It was approaching three in the morning, and the bars were already closed, but drivers were still out and working.
