Page 22 of The Devil's Bargain
“No one is allowed to see what you look like when you’re aroused,” Mercy warned, voice dipping dangerously low.
He whined in response, sensing how close he was to getting his way. “Put me on speaker then. Help me get there so no one else has the chance to see what you do to me.”
“You think you’re so clever, little killer.” There was a pause and then a moan, the sound distinctly Calix’s. “You both do.”
Aodhan listened as hard as he could to the wet sounds and asked, “Is he blowing you?”
“He’s choking on my cock, yes,” Mercy confirmed. “Listen closely. This will be you in a few hours.”
He shivered at the threat, realizing punishment was in his future after all, but before he could think up a way to get himself out of it, the sounds grew louder. Mercy had switched his device to speaker, and now harsh breathing and the squeaking of chair springs echoed through the line.
Aodhan could picture it vividly now, Calix on his knees, pleasuring Mercy with his tongue and those pretty pink lips.He’d be good at it, careful, attacking Mercy’s cock with the same determination and drive he approached everything with.
Their detective didn’t realize it, but he was actually a very astute individual. He was intelligent, insightful, and driven, even if Cal would deny it if asked. Hell, the poor guy thought he hated his job, but that was only because he’d never seen the way he lit up while working a case. Even the last one, which he’d botched on purpose for Aodhan’s benefit.
There was a particular sparkle in Calix’s eyes when he believed he might be close to something, close to answers, that was sexy and raw.
It made Aodhan want to swallow him whole, consume him from top to bottom, and let some of that passion seep into his own bloodstream. He’d lick his bones clean and suck out the marrow for good measure, ensure Calix Valimir became a part of him. Forever.
A prick of unease came through the connection, pulling Aodhan out of his dark musings.
“Sorry, baby,” he found himself uttering, the words meant for Cal, who he’d clearly just spooked. The other guy wouldn’t have known his thoughts, but he’d probably felt the twinge of mania as Aodhan had succumbed to his darker proclivities.
“He’s thinking about eating you up,” Mercy’s gentle tone came then, speaking to Calix as he continued to forcibly face fuck him, a juxtaposition to the easiness of his voice. “Our little killer is crude like that. When he finds something he likes, his instincts tell him to devour it, so that there’s no chance of escape. What’s that?”
The slurp sound of Cal coming off his cock, followed by a little cough had Aodhan’s balls tightening.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Calix sounded rough.
“No, you aren’t, are you.” Mercy clearly didn’t want an answer, because it was obvious he shoved Cal back onto his cock a second later, groaning loud and long, as if to tease Aodhan.
Bastard.
Asshole bastard fucker—
A chuckle came through the line. “Keep cursing me in your head, little killer. I’m going to have so much fun with you later.”
Aodhan shivered a second time.
And came all over the clean sheets of the tiny bed, he was definitely going to be needing tomorrow after surgery.
Damn it.
“Fucking Mercy,” he grumbled as his dick twitched, the last of his spend shooting from his hole to add to the mess. He hadn’t meant to say it out loud, bristling as soon as he realized he had.
“No mercy for you, I’m afraid,” his First teased. “But you will be taking me. All night. Until I’ve beaten both of your holes bloody and raw.”
Before Aodhan could remind him of his surgeries tomorrow, Mercy ended the call.
With a scowl, he stared down at his limp dick, as though accusing it of getting them into this situation.
* * *
Aodhan was a predator. Always had been, always would be.
So he absolutely wasn’t hiding out at the hospital like some coward too afraid to go home to meet his boyfriend's threats.
Not at all.
