twice, leaving two angry strips over his welted pink skin.
He whimpered, body shaking. I set the belt aside and returned to the gentle massage. I’d coat the welts with aloe later, but for now he was going to have to sit with them. I checked his wound again and then pulled up his sweats.
“Is that all?” There was a catch to his voice that gave away how much more he wanted.
“For now, yes. If you’d like to sit in my lap awhile before we talk, you can.”
He rearranged himself, climbing into my lap, laying his head on my shoulder. We stayed that way for a few minutes, barely getting in any care before Aiden was moving again.
“Where are you going?” I asked when he was on his feet.
“I’m going to go take a nap.” He lifted his chin and turned on his heel.
He stalked off without a backward glance. I stroked over my scruff, sighing. He’d feel better if he talked to me. But getting him there was going to be difficult. He was fighting me at every turn. I was going to have to get creative to lure him out.
But how?
Four
AIDEN
I’d retreated to the bedroom after the spanking. I wasn’t sure how I was feeling about any of this. What the hell was I doing? I was screwed. I wanted to date Jensen but there was a lot to think about. I wasn’t sure if it was worth losing my brother over. But every time I thought about telling Jensen I couldn’t see him any more, my chest started to ache. I told myself I wanted everything to go back to the way it was before we’d woken up together but that was a lie. This would be better and I knew it, but how was I going to look my brother in the eyes ever again?
I doubly betrayed him. First talking to Avery and now this. There was no way our relationship was going to survive it. I expected Adam to move out the minute he found out and leave me up in this cabin all alone. Again.
I had resting guilty face. I looked it even when I’d done nothing, and it was multiplied when guilty. There was no way I would get through the holidays without drunkenly confessing I’d seen his best friend’s cock. Probably about as tactfully as that, too.
Bang.
I jumped, spinning around at the noise. I darted out of my bedroom seeking out the source of it. Jensen was half gone, leaning into my overstuffed closet with a heap of junk on top of him.
“Fuck.” He wiggled free.
I clapped a hand over my mouth, trying to hold back my laughter.
He glared at me, shaking glitter from his hair. “It is a disaster in there.”
“It’s storage.” And by storage I meant I tossed stuff in there and closed the door as quickly as possible when I didn’t have another place for it.
“It’s a safety hazard.” He looked at his hands. “Is this glitter?”
“Could be…”
“Why would you even have glitter?” He ran his hands through his hair again, sending it raining down around him.
“You’re snowing glitter.” I took a step back to not get caught in the shower.
“Ugh. It’s all over my clothes, too.”
“Oops.”
“Honestly, why do you have this?” he asked again, pulling his shirt off.
I swallowed hard, staring at his chest. I was not going to get used to him shirtless anytime soon. The dark hair on his pecs was entirely distracting. “Sorry, what was the question? I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Why do you have glitter?”
“I bet it would be from my clubbing days. I used to put it on while in college and go out.” I heated at the memory.
Jensen’s brows went up. “Did you? What kind of clubs?”
I stared at my feet. “Sex clubs, and gay clubs.”
“Did you like getting fucked in them, Aiden?”
“Yes,” I said under my breath. “Until I met my ex.”
“I would love to fuck you in a club.”
My head jerked up. “You’re into that?”
No. I had to shut it down. Why did everything feel so natural between us? It made knowing I had to end it that much worse.
“I love sex in public and outside. Why do you think we had so much fun in the library in front of all those windows?” He stepped closer. “I’m a park ranger, remember.”
My mouth went dry and my heart picked up. “Oh,” was the only word I could manage.
“So many ways to have fun.”
It was one of the things I’d loved about playing