All Chapters of Trapped Between Two Alpha Captains: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ELI..“Who are you?” The man glared at us.The words barely had time to settle down when I grabbed Zane’s hand.“Run.”For a split second, he didn’t move, then his fingers tightened around mine.We bolted down the hallway, our shoes striking the floor.The security man’s footsteps thundered behind us.We reached the end of the hallway, “Left or right?” I asked.“I don’t know,” Zane said, voice tight. “I’ve never been to the side of the hall.”“Left it is.” We made the turn. Wrong or right turn—I didn’t care. I just kept running.We couldn’t get caught, or else Zane might get in trouble.A staff member carrying a tray of drinks, stepped into our path. I nearly crashed into him, swerving at the last minute.“Sorry,” I said, without stopping.Zane said nothing, just blowing past the staff. The security drew closer, following us as we pushed through another corridor, then another, until we arrived at the back exit.We burst through the doors, flying down the steps. The cool air hit m

ELI..My cock throbbed, each pulse reverberating in my stomach.My back arched, shiver running up my spine. My breath hitched.I was about to cum.Then Zane withdrew his hand and lifted his face away from my ass.A soft hiss slipped out of my throat. As he had heard it, Zane let out a soft chuckle. “I can’t have you cumming.” I had no idea what he was doing. But another wave of silence settled in the room.My body twitched, my wrist straining against the restraint. My eyes stayed shut, the fabric prickling against my eyelids.I tried to ignore it, the restless heat sliding under my skin.But the more I tried, the more my body ached, wanting more. Minutes stretched, and the ache intensified. Zane just remained, almost like he was waiting for cock to grow limp.I thought I would have grown limp by now.Instead, my dick was hard, my tip engorged, veins taut against my skin.I tried calling his name, but it came out muffled by the gag. “Zane.” My words blurred, more of vibrations

Eli ..Silence stretched, our gaze fixed on each other, unblinking.My chest pulled tight…so tight for a moment I wished I could un-ask the question.Zane cocked his head, and then his lips parted. “Did you think I was lying?” I blinked.“I’m not into men,” he said, dipping his fingers into his pocket.Something in me slips. Maybe my heart or stomach, maybe both. I just knew something inside me fell out of place.He said it again, “I’m not into men.”I blinked. Once. Twice.“But…you…I.” My words dissolved before they could even form.“What?” Zane’s brows formed a sharp V. “You thought I’m into men because, I’m having sex with you?”I shouldn’t have been the one feeling stupid. Like could he hear himself. If he were eating a man’s ass, he’s definitely into men.But the way his gaze burned at me, his chin tipping up, I couldn’t help but feel stupid. “I told you,” he continued, “you’re the first man, I am having sex with.”My mind flicked back to that night, the night we first had s

ELI..“When did you start ice skating?” The question sat in the air, heavy enough to make my skin feel like it wasn’t mine anymore.Different lies coursed through my head. But this was John.He knew me well enough to know I had never considered it before. I wasn’t even a fan of cold.John’s eyes were still on me, x-raying me.Before I could think of another answer—something plausible, his lips parted.“What’s going on between you and Zane?”My spine locked and a frown pulled every muscle in my face, fast and sharp.“What do you mean?” My voice crawled out, even sharper than the frown “What do I mean?” John stepped closer, his brows knitting. “You think I haven’t noticed it.”“Notice what?”“How you stare at him nowadays,” John saidI wanted to tell him he was being delusional, and I hadn’t been staring.But I have been.“It’s nothing,” I said, “nothing serious.”John didn’t say anything, but his face did all the talking—his chin tilted down, disbelief coating his pupils dark.I rubbed the spot betwe

ELI..Swimming practice was over, and we were returning to the locker room.The moment we reached the door, the rhythm of my heart changed.It thumped, unsteady against my ribs.It’s been two days since I committed that stupid act—masturbating. I had decided to keep my distance. I had been doing well, by limiting my response to his chat.That helped.But now how could I face him without drowning in embarrassment?The door burst open, and we flooded in.The room was loud as usual, the hockey teams were already here, dressing up for their practice.Normally, my eyes would’ve found Zane. But I swallowed, forcing my eyes to be on the bench, on the floor, anywhere but him.John stared at me, hard, almost like he was waiting for me to stare at Zane.Burying my head in my locker, I took off my swim cap and reached for my towel.My phone buzzed, and I saw a message sitting at the top of my notification bar.Zane: Not even a glance. Hmmm. Are you upset?Without thinking, my head snapped t