Page 26 of Bellamy
I recalled how Bellamy fell against me after his bath. As I’d run my fingers through his hair, he’d emitted a small whimper before passing out from exhaustion. Holding him like that? Feelings I didn’t understand swirled in my chest. I had then carried him to bed before reporting to Asa.
“What if this doesn’t work?” I asked. “What if he never tells Belphegor the location of the sword?”
He shrugged. “If this plan fails, there’s always the alternative.”
“The alternative?”
Asa smiled. It was a slow, sadistic smile I’d seen countless times, usually when he had his hand around my throat, pounding me into the mattress. He fed off power, like a bully who beat up those smaller than him. “If by some miracle Bellamy’s mind doesn’t break, I’ll break his body. I’ll tear him apart, piece by piece, and send those pieces to his brothers.”
My grip tightened on the balcony railing. “Speaking of his brothers, any word from them?”
“Not a peep. Maybe they’ll start talking once I send them a few of Lust’s fingers. Chopped off with a celestial blade, of course, so he can’t heal himself and grow them back. If that doesn’t work, I’ll move on to his toes. Then his ears. I’ll chop off every part of him he doesn’t need to stay alive. I want him to live to feel the pain.”
Bile rose in my throat. Asa’s cruelty had never bothered me in the past. Not when he killed lower-level demons for pissing him off, not when he tricked that reaper about freeing her. I had always been unaffected by it, if not a bit amused sometimes.
But this with Bellamy? It made me sick.
“You’re dismissed,” Asa said with a flick of his hand.
Shocked, I wavered in place. Usually after our evening meetings, he ordered me to strip down so he could bend me over the bed and fuck me. Did I mind the change? No. But it was strange and made me uneasy. “Forgive me for speaking out of turn, but have I displeased you in some way, my king?”
Asa’s features hardened. “You smell like him. It disgusts me. I’ll summon another male to my chamber for tonight. Now leave before I decide to flay off your skin to rid you of that repulsive scent.”
I bowed my head to him and disappeared from the balcony, reappearing in my bedroom. Asa was highly possessive. When it came to his favorite toys—like me—he didn’t want anyone else touching them. Like a spoiled child.
Bellamy and I hadn’t done anything sexual, but his naked body had been all over me when he’d passed out. That was all it took to ruffle Asa’s feathers.
Wasn’t the first time I’d angered him in that way.
Last year, a Nephilim named Elon had betrayed the cursed sons and their allies by helping us instead. He was cute—plus, he’d smelled like Bellamy, which told me they had screwed. I had wound up hooking up with him thanks to that fact. Anything to feel closer to the frustrating male I couldn’t have. Asa hadn’t touched me for nearly two weeks after that.
I unbuttoned my shirt on the way to the bathroom and slid it off my shoulders. A bullet sized scar marked the center of my chest. I traced the outside of it, remembering that desperate look in Bellamy’s eyes as I lay dying in his arms.
Shoving the memory aside, I flipped on the water for a shower and stepped beneath the stream, angling my head down as it soaked my hair.
Asa was right about one thing. We were both master manipulators. Life was one big game, and you had to cleverly move your pieces across the board. You had to do whatever necessary in order to win. Sacrifice anything, even people.
My dick hardened between my legs. I was frustrated—sexually, emotionally. Bellamy drove me fucking wild with both lust and irritation. The irritation mainly came from knowing I could never have him. With his scent lingering on my skin, I could almost pretend he was in that shower with me.
I closed my eyes as my hand closed around my shaft. I gave myself a slow pull, groaning a little under my breath. I imagined Bellamy on his knees, his lips stretching around my dick as I pushed into his sweet mouth.
My hand moved faster as I pictured him swallowing me deep, taking all of me down his throat. His eyes would lift to mine as he fucked me with his mouth. I bet he gave amazing head. Thousands of years of experience had to have taught him a thing or two.
“Shit,” I hissed as pressure built in my base. I wasn’t going to last.
I came with a soft grunt, my cock twitching as I shot my load in a sputtering stream. The water washed it away. The weak orgasm left me slightly frustrated. Definitely not enough to satiate me. But sex with Asa gave me about the same level of pleasure. Not horrible, but nothing mind-blowing.
Forgettable.
How would sex be with Bellamy? Fuck.Don’t even go there.
It would never happen.
After drying off and getting dressed, I stepped onto my balcony. Though small, it gave me a view of the forest beside the castle. Far in the distance, the glow of flames lit the darkness. That was where souls burned for eternity.
If Bellamy died in the underworld, would he burn there too?
I teleported to his room.
