Page 6 of The Devil's Bargain
“I’m okay,” Calix surprised himself by saying. It was true, aside from being sore all over, the worst of the pain from earlier was gone.
Aodhan snorted. “He’s tricking you. We took care of you first. You’ve already been rubbed down with suncream, and the bath has healing salts in it. Mercy is just trying to get at your ass again. Don’t—” His sentence ended on a howl when Mercy pulled his fingers free and delivered a slap to his right cheek that echoed in the small bathroom.
“Behave,” the director warned. “Just because we have a Third now, doesn’t mean I’ll let you get away with whatever you please. Apologize.”
For what? Cal frowned, but the doctor didn’t seem to be lost like him.
“Forgive me, Mercy,” Aodhan said.
He pretended to consider it, and it was so obvious that was what he was doing, pretending just to get a rise out of the doctor. He shifted on his feet so he was standing directly behind him, and smoothed his palm over the mark he’d just left.
Aodhan tensed and shook his head. “Not again.”
“Calix needs to balance his emotions,” Mercy seemed to be reminding him. “This is a delicate time for him. He can’t handle both of our emotions as well as his own. He needs space to adjust. We can give him another ten minutes, can’t we, baby?”
Aodha shook his head with more force. “No. No, I can’t.”
“Connects sex drive increases when they take a mate.” Mercy gripped his cock and stroked it once before bringing it to Aodhan’s already red entrance. “I have to fuck you. I need to disperse the influx of energy between us so we can all keep a clear head.”
“Bullshit,” Aodhan cursed. “You’re enjoying this! It hurts. I don’t—”
“You can dish it out, but you can’t take it?” Mercy tsked. “Deal with it.”
“Wait—” Aodhan screamed as he stuffed full of Mercy’s massive cock in one hard thrust.
Calix watched, enthralled, as his First drove his Second into a wild frenzy.
* * *
Later, Aodhan held Cal’s hand as he slept, clinging to him, completely unaffected by the shaking bed or the sounds Cal and Mercy were making.
Calix was lying on his stomach with the director looming over him.
Mercy screwed him into the mattress as though he were trying to shove him through it, fucking Calix like it was their first time and the guy had gone without for months and not the mere fifteen minutes since their last round.
A part of Cal knew if he woke Aodhan up, he could get a brief reprieve. Aodhan was needy, and Mercy didn’t like leaving him unattended for too long, constantly quelling that yearning that seemed to always be present in the center of the doctor’s chest. If he woke, it’d be no different, despite the fact that Aodhan’s body was bruised and severely lacking rest.
As Mercy drilled into him, Cal’s fingers tightened around Aodhan’s.
But he didn’t wake him.
“Worried for him?” Mercy settled himself firmly over Calix’s back, using his knees to force his thighs further apart so he could drive in deeper. “You should worry about yourself.”
“Isn’t that the same thing?” he was genuinely asking, brow furrowing as soon as the question was out. Because…It wasstill too difficult to tell where he stopped and Aodhan began. Even now, as his heart was racing and pleasure zipped through him, Calix could still feel the steady rhythm of the man sleeping next to him.
Aodhan’s energy pattern felt calm. Soothing in an odd way. Like a presence Cal was aware of but couldn’t physically touch. Something he could feel but not see.
“Is it always this…?” he was at a loss for words.
“No.” Mercy understood him anyway. “We’re almost through the worst of it, in fact. You’re doing so well, little one. Adjusting better than I hoped. Better than Aodhan did even. He’ll be jealous when he realizes. I bet you he’ll give himself credit for it.”
“You keep calling me weird things.”
“Let me. I have a lot of affection I’m working through. For all your complaints and denials, you’re feeling rather gratified by our joining. When Aodhan feels too enraptured, he gets a little harder to control. Same as when he’s bored. You’ll have to be more careful around us for the time being.”
Calix pursed his lips. “You’re managing him.”
“I’ll manage you, too.”
