Page 6 of Endless Harmonies

Glancing at the time, I see that we’ve been here for forty minutes already. Greg won’t care, but we still need to finish torturing Melodie before taking a trip to the pig farm to watch them eat her alive. Why do I have to be an adult and prioritize?

“He’ll live long enough,” I decide. Touching my comm, I say, “Hey, boss? You got a second?”

“I’m playing with your new friend,” Greg chuckles darkly. “She sings real pretty. Did she tell you about her brother?”

Thinking back, I nod. “She mentioned him before we had to move on. Is he involved?”

“Did you notice all the young boys downstairs?” he asks.

“I was trying not to,” Orion admits beside me with a sigh.

“I don’t blame you, but her brother is a priest who is funneling these boys to her. She couldn’t tell me that since she doesn’t have her tongue, but I found the emailed correspondence,” Greg explains, making my blood run cold.

“Get all the information you can from her, and then we’ll take her to the pig farm to watch them eat her. I know you’ll make it hurt, try to keep her alive?” I ask.

“You act like I’m an amateur,” he scoffs. “Was there a reason you rang?”

“I need explosives, please. Clamps to hold onto a limp dick too. We’re going to blow it off while enjoying his screams,” I tell him.

“You two are the kind of insane I love,” Greg tells me, a smile in his voice. “Hold tight, I’ll get it brought down to you.”

“Thank you,” I say, turning off the comm again. O never turns his off, but it just bugs me to hear background noise. “Baby, help me flip him?”

“Yep,” he says with a nod. Orion’s green eyes gleam even as blood dots his face, and I course correct to pull him to me and kiss his lips.

“You looked too gorgeous not to.” I grin wildly. “Fuck, I’m so hard it’s not funny. It’s honestly unfair for someone to be this beautiful.”

Orion barks out a laugh. “If you’re in the room, my dick is hard. Flip so we can finish up and get home to our girl,” he demands.

Together, we flip Marcus, his dick limp and eyes wild. Even flaccid, the man’s cock is large, and I’m excited to blow it up. He’ll never touch anyone else with it.

“Lennon has weeks before she’s cleared to have sex,” I remind him, ignoring Marcus’ crying. “Dude, I don’t want to hear it. You’re the criminal. We’re just reminding you of your sins and punishing you for them.”

“Greg wants to know if we want to help bring in the brother,” O says, listening to his ear comm.

“Yeah, but not right this second, right?” I whine.

“No, baby boy,” Orion chuckles. “It’ll be a few weeks as they track him down and lay the trap. We’re still going home. It may not be until early tomorrow morning with travel…”

“That’s fine,” I counter. I don’t like being gone for long, though these short trips help keep me sane and stable. It means I enjoy baby snuggles and even changing soiled diapers with a dopey smile the entire time.

A knock on the door alerts me to a visitor, and I walk over to open it. Crew’s brows raise as he hands me explosives. “You have been busy, haven’t you?”

“Why do you say that?” I ask, leaning back so he can see Marcus splayed out on the desk.

Knowing everything the spineless asshole has been up to, he growls. “You should check a mirror later. The two of you are covered in blood. Now I know why Greg always keeps a 'go' bag filled with clothes for you,” he tells me.

I didn’t think anyone else would notice that Greg always keeps an extra bag for us. Oh well. There’s a certain joy in being covered in the blood of enemies. We’ll have to hose off later.

“Boss just loves us.” I grin, knowing he’ll be able to hear us. Crew’s lips curve up as he backs away.

“Enjoy your new toys. Don’t blow us up along with his tiny dick,” he admonishes.

Maybe he shouldn’t have given me so many explosives?

Closing the door up tight, I string up his cock carefully, being careful not to use too much. “The explosives keep his dick upright,” I jeer as Orion strikes a match. “Any last words?”

There’s still a gag in his mouth, so I really don’t care if he does have any. Marcus’ eyes are wide, his head shaking as he tries to shake his pelvis so the explosives will fly off of it. It’s honestly hysterical and pathetic.

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