Chapter Four: Lost In Thought
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Tyrion Pov
I don't know why I did it. I had to admit that I wasn't myself. What was wrong with me? This had never happened before. I couldn't forgive myself. I couldn't look at him. I didn't know what had happened to me?
If it was Jeff I would have understood. He was all that plus the moment the young Alpha had appeared, he had eyes for him so it wasn't something that I wouldn't understand. But me? Why did I stroke his c**k. Worst of all I had pushed my c**k down his throat.
Even though that moment felt so good and ethereal, I had the shame to live with. I could feel it. Everything I did to him in the steam room. My entire purpose of taking him there was to train him. I wanted to instigate his wolf but everything took a drastic turn the moment I saw him unclad. His entire body called out to me. Then, my wolf took over. I recognized him as my mate and I wanted to make him submissive.
"Oh f**k, Tyrion what have you done?"
I couldn't forgive myself. Especially as I remembered the feeling of shoving my c**k down his throat. I could hear him coughing and struggling to breathe but my quest to c*m was more.
"I-I-I... ca-can't breeeaa-the"
He struggled to mumble out but I didn't care. The pleasure of his warm throat and pathetic cries made the moment even more ecstatic for me. I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't believe it. Why? What did I do? The moment I had released my c*m in his throat I pulled out. My reasoning had returned and all of sudden. Guilt consumed me. A voice from the corner of my room distorted me.
"Done mopping?
"Huh?"
I turned back to see who it was. It was Jeff with a sly smile on his face. Of all my brothers, I couldn't stand him the most. Don't ask why, it was quite obvious.
"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be helping the new students settle in?"
"And leave you to have all the fun with Alex?"
That was when it hit me. He knew. He f*****g knew but how?
"What are you talking about?"
I decided to feign ignorance.
"Tyrion. I saw you."
He laughed in the most annoying way I had ever heard him laugh.
"And if I'm being honest. You're more cruel than I am. You didn't even let him take a break. Just choking him with your c**k and you're aware of the size it is-"
I ran and knocked him on the floor.
"What gives? You don't like hearing how heartless you are when it comes to your desires?"
"Get out"
I said at once. I didn't want anything or anyone to remind me of the steam room. Jeff had stood up and left. From the moment Jeff had proven his point, I knew he would refuse to stop. I knew I had been isolated from the others with all the guilt I was feeling. I was separated until the space around me had felt too narrow to breathe in.
My thoughts had been restrained, my options reduced until resistance no longer felt like defiance but futility. Jeff had cornered me without thinking of the consequences at first, using presence alone, using pressure and dominance the way only I understood.
What unsettled me most was not the restraint. It was my awareness.nEvery sense had been heightened to a painful degree. I had been aware of Alex, of the distance between our bodies, of the air moving around us. My mind had gone back to that moment.
I had been keenly aware of my own breathing, my pulse, the way my control had begun to slip despite my effort to hold it tight. Wait, was I craving him again? More sadistic things had clouded my mind.
My instincts had screamed conflicting commands to fight, yield, endure the torture of tuning down my thoughts and I had hated how clearly I could feel each one. That was when it happened. Something deep inside me had stirred. I really wanted him, I could feel my wolf thirsting for him.
I had no fear, when it came to what my wolf wanted, I had no limits. At this point, I blamed him. He was too submissive.
The sensation had risen suddenly, forcefully and undeniable, like a restrained current finally breaking through a dam. It had rolled through my body in a single pulse, ancient and unfamiliar, yet deeply mine. My senses had sharpened beyond anything I had experienced before.
Sounds had grown clearer. Scents had shifted, including my own. The air itself had reacted, tightening, responding as if recognizing something it had been waiting for. I felt different.
That was when the thought settled within me. I had to use my hands to satisfy myself. It wasn't the same but it would bring down the hunger. I stroked my already erect hard c**k gently but it still didn't stop the pain. I wanted Alex. I wanted his throat.
I was a slave to him. I couldn't resist it at this point. I wanted him, every part of him. He was the solution to this problem. I used my hand to continue stroking it till I felt the intense urge to c*m but all I could see was Alex.
The certainty he had wielded so easily had cracked just long enough for me to recognize it. For the first time in a long time, I had not been this weak before.
The moment had been dangerous. I had felt it then, instinctively, that if it continued unchecked, something irreversible would happen. Not just to me, but to everyone around me. The power inside me had not yet been shaped or understood. It had been raw, volatile, demanding expression without restraint.
Before it could spiral further, someone else had intervened, immediately the door creaked, I removed my hand quickly and tried to behave normal.
"Tyrion, your presence is needed in the training ground. The proteges are waiting for your instructions"
It was Noah. He was my favorite, I cared for him but at that moment. I hated him.
Unfortunately his presence had cut through the tension with authority sharp enough to reassert control over the space. Unlike Jeff who I had had dismissed decisively, I couldn't challenge him
The air had shifted again, pressure easing but not disappearing entirely. My c**k had become flaccid, my wolf Restrained to confinement.
"I'm coming"
I said grudgingly. I didn't want to go. But I had to. I had a feeling Jeff was behind this, I was definitely going to deal with him.
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