Chapter 85: Knotted by my ex’s Alpha Father -8

Kai woke to the weight of the collar still locked around his throat and the deep ache that heat always left behind.

Sunlight cut across the bed. Dorian sat in the chair near the window with a cup of coffee and watched him.

Kai pushed himself up on the pillows. "I should go back to my apartment today."

Dorian set the cup down. "No."

"The heat is over. You do not need to keep me here."

Dorian stood and walked to the side of the bed. He gripped Kai’s chin and forced his face up.

"Look at me when you speak."

Kai met his eyes. "This started as revenge. I need space to remember that."

Dorian’s thumb pressed harder into his jaw.

"You spent three days knotted on my cock and begging me to stay. You will not rewrite that into something clean. Lie back."

Kai obeyed. Dorian stripped the sheet away and pushed Kai’s thighs apart.

The omega’s body remained swollen and sensitive. Slick gathered the moment Dorian’s fingers traced the inner skin.

Dorian stretched out over him and entered in one slow thrust that forced every inch inside. He locked their gazes and refused to look away.

"You will keep your eyes on me while you answer all my questiond. If you close them I stop."

Kai’s breath stuttered. "Yes, sir."

Dorian moved in deep, measured strokes that dragged against the oversensitive walls.

"Tell me what you planned when you first walked into that gala."

Kai’s hands fisted in the sheets. "I planned to make you want me. I planned to let you use me until Ren found out and lost his mind."

"And now?"

"I still want him to know. I still want him to hurt."

Dorian reached between them and wrapped a hand around Kai’s cock. He stroked in the same slow rhythm as his hips.

"You also want this. Say it."

Kai’s voice cracked. "I want this. I want your knot and your collar and the way you refuse to let me leave."

Dorian kept the pace steady and relentless. He forced Kai to hold eye contact through every thrust until the omega came with a broken sound, spilling across his own stomach while Dorian watched every flicker of expression.

Dorian followed a minute later and locked the knot deep without looking away.

They stayed joined while the swelling held. Dorian brushed damp hair from Kai’s forehead.

"You do not get to decide the distance. I do."

Kai’s phone buzzed on the nightstand. Dorian reached for it, glanced at the screen, and handed it over. Ren’s name showed on the message preview.

Kai opened it. The text read: I was wrong. Come back. We can fix this. I will be better. Just leave him.

Dorian read it upside down and waited.

Kai typed one line and sent it. No.

He deleted the conversation and set the phone aside.

"I am not going back to him."

Dorian’s knot had softened enough to pull free. He withdrew and stood.

"Get up. Shower. Then come to the living room. We are not finished talking."

Kai showered under the hot water and dressed in the soft pants Dorian left out for him. The collar stayed on. When he entered the living room Dorian pointed to the center of the rug.

"Kneel."

Kai dropped to his knees. Dorian walked a slow circle around him and stopped in front.

"You are going to tell me the entire plan. Every detail. Start from the night he left you."

Kai kept his eyes down. "He walked out three days before my heat. He told me I was soft and needy and not worth the effort. I searched for your name that same night. I found the gala. I timed my suppressants so you would notice me without writing me off as lost to instinct. I spilled the drink on purpose. I followed you into that side room knowing exactly what I was offering. I wanted you to take me so completely that Ren would smell it and see it and understand what he threw away."

Dorian’s voice stayed quiet. "You used me to punish him."

"Yes."

"You let me collar you and knot you through heat while the whole time you were counting the damage it would do to him."

"Yes."

Dorian moved to the cabinet against the wall and returned with a short leather strap and a pair of cuffs. He fastened Kai’s wrists behind his back and clipped them together. Then he gripped the collar and pulled Kai forward until his chest met Dorian’s thighs.

"You will take the punishment for the lie. You will count each strike. You will thank me after every one. When I finish you will ask me to keep you anyway."

Kai’s pulse hammered against the leather at his throat. "Yes, sir."

Dorian bent him forward over the low table and yanked the soft pants down to his knees. The first strike of the strap landed across both cheeks with a sharp crack. Heat bloomed instantly.

Kai forced the words out. "One. Thank you, sir."

The second and third followed in steady rhythm. Dorian did not rush. He placed each strike with precision and waited for the count and the thanks before he delivered the next. By the tenth Kai’s voice shook and tears streaked his face. Slick ran freely down his thighs from the mix of pain and the lingering heat sensitivity.

Dorian paused and slid two fingers through the wetness. "You are dripping while I punish you for deceiving me. That tells me everything."

He delivered five more. Kai counted and thanked through every one. When the fifteenth landed Dorian dropped the strap and pulled Kai upright by the collar.

"Ask."

Kai’s breath came in short pulls. "Please keep me, sir. Please do not send me away. I still want the revenge but I want you more. I will take whatever punishment you decide. Just keep the collar on and keep using me."

Dorian stared down at him for a long moment. Then he unclipped the cuffs, lifted Kai onto the table on his back, and forced his knees to his chest. He thrust inside in one hard stroke that seated him fully.

"You do not get to leave," Dorian said. "The game ended the moment you confessed. You belong to me now. The collar stays. The marks stay. If Ren contacts you again you will bring it to me immediately. I will handle my son. You will handle obeying."

Kai locked his legs around Dorian’s waist as best he could. "Yes, alpha."

Dorian fucked him with deep, punishing strokes that drove the air from his lungs. He wrapped one hand around Kai’s cock and stroked in time, but every time Kai neared the edge Dorian tightened his grip at the base and denied him.

"You come when I allow it and not before. You took fifteen strikes for the lie. You will earn the orgasm by staying open and answering me."

Kai’s voice broke. "What do you want me to say?"

"Tell me who owns this body."

"You do, sir."

"Tell me what happens if you try to run the revenge without me again."

"You will punish me harder and then you will keep me anyway."

Dorian’s rhythm turned brutal. "Correct. Come."

Kai shattered. The orgasm ripped through him in hard waves that clamped down around Dorian’s cock. Dorian thrust through it and locked the knot on the final stroke, flooding him with heat while the swell held them together.

Dorian stayed braced over him and spoke against his mouth.

"You are mine. The original plan is dead. From this moment every decision about your body and your time and your contact with my son runs through me. Do you understand?"

Kai’s eyes stayed open and wet. "I understand, sir. I am yours."

Dorian kissed him once, hard and claiming, then rested their foreheads together while the knot pulsed.

"You will stay here tonight and every night until I say otherwise. Tomorrow we will deal with the rest of the fallout. Tonight you rest with my cock still inside you and my collar around your throat."

Kai closed his eyes and let the weight of the older alpha settle over him. The revenge had not vanished, but it no longer sat in the driver’s seat.

The collar felt permanent. The order to stay felt absolute. For the first time since Ren walked out, Kai did not want to be anywhere else.