Topping the Alpha: Trident Security Series by Samantha A. Cole Page B

You’ll just be digging yourself a deeper hole then the one you’re already in. Now, tell me…did you do something you were ordered not to do?”
    “Shit,” he spat out, then ran a hand down his face. Jake stood there, waiting him out, as he paced back and forth, clearly fighting an internal battle. After a few moments, he halted and threw his hands up into the air. “I’m sorry, all right? I woke up as hard as that fucking rock you’re leaning against and I couldn’t help myself. I jacked off this morning. Is that what you fucking want to hear? I fucking jacked off…and it fucking sucked.”
    Surprised, Jake raised an eyebrow. He hadn’t expected that last part and got the impression Nick was just as stunned by his revelation. “Present for me.”
    His hands gesturing outward, Nick sounded incredulous. “What? Right here?”
    “Yes, subbie, right here, right now.” The threat of further punishment was in his growling tone and he knew the kid was aware of it. Jake waited in silence. After a count of three, Nick inhaled deeply and let it out as he sank to his knees on a blanket of pine needles and multi-colored autumn leaves. His eyes were downcast with his head bowed and knees shoulder-width apart. Jake was about to correct him, but Nick seemed to suddenly remember what was missing from the Dom’s instructions on presenting and placed his hands in an ‘at-ease’ position at the small of his back. Shit! For someone who had never presented himself to a Dom before, he’d done a pretty good job of getting it right. Jake’s cock hardened painfully at the sight of Nick’s gorgeous body in submission.
    Pushing off the rock, he stepped toward his sub, who didn’t move a muscle. He walked around, checking the posture, before stopping behind him and running his fingers through the jet-black strands of Nick’s hair. “You do that very well, Nicky-boy. It almost makes me wish I didn’t have to punish you.”

Chapter 12
    A shiver shot through Nick’s veins and muscles, and he leaned into Jake’s touch. Why? What was it about this man that made him want to beg for forgiveness? How was he supposed to be what Jake wanted, when he hadn’t a clue as to what he even wanted? This was all so fucking new and weird to him. Yeah, he’d observed a lot of D/s couples at The Covenant, but there was so much to the lifestyle that he didn’t understand. He clearly hadn’t thought this whole thing through when he agreed to give it a try. Part of him wanted to stand and tell Jake to forget it—this wasn’t for him—but it was the other part which wanted to please the man that had him staying on his knees, waiting for the next command.
    Behind him, Jake’s voice rumbled low and sexy. “You do that very well, Nicky-boy. It almost makes me wish I didn’t have to punish you.”
    The praise made Nick’s breath catch in his chest, but it was the unknown punishment which had his heart beating faster…and his cock lengthening. “What…” He swallowed the lump in his throat. “What’s my punishment…Sir?”
    Jake circled around and stopped right in front of Nick, his feet inches from his knees on the ground. The hand in Nick’s hair clenched, pulling the strands until he had no choice but to lift his chin up. His eyes met Jake’s green ones, which shimmered like emeralds.
    “Due to our current situation, I haven’t made a decision about that yet. But don’t worry, I’ll think of something. For now…” He pulled on the string of his sweatpants. “You owe me. You’re going to suck my cock and swallow every drop I give you.”
    His mouth suddenly watering again, Nick’s gaze dropped to the stunning erection that appeared before him. All thoughts of uncertainty and punishments fled from his mind. Jake widened his stance and gripped his cock, tilting it toward Nick’s mouth. Pre-cum pearled at the slit and glistened from the sunlight seeping through the trees. His hands were still behind his back and somehow he