Page 62 of Vengeful Gods


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“Or would you prefer photos instead?”

His head snaps up, and his eyes are ice cold. Or maybe they’re burning hot. Glaring with that look he’s given me ever since I was a skinny little kid and the Calliano twins saved my life.

Whatever. He can try to intimidate me with those gorgeous eyes all he likes. Either way, that little detail grabbed his attention, even if he’s trying to persist with this charade that he’s not interested in Fox, for now.

Not that I have any photos from tonight, mind you. Of course I don’t, I was too busy chasing a pretty girl in the dark to be recording anything, but I’m not going to tell him that. Fuck, I wish I did, though. Ven looked so good fucking her mouth; I almost lost it seeing them together like that. But I do store that little piece of information away for later. It seems our mighty Thorne Calliano might be more of a voyeur than I thought.

I decide to leave him to it, but not without stirring shit first, because I am who I am.

As I walk past, I bump the neck of my beer against his. “Thanks for buying her for us to play with, by the way.”

His sapphire eyes narrow on me.

“Shame you didn’t get the chance to feel what a tight pussy worth a million bucks feels like when she comes all over your cock.”

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I’ve thrown enough punches at this goddamn bag to leave me doubled over, dry heaving.

One corner of our custom-built gym is set up for me to train in. With boxing equipment and heavy ropes, shit that I can hit hard.

By the time I’ve put myself through a punishing workout, some of the tension has been purged from my system. But I’m still on edge.

What I’d usually do at a time like this, when my blood feels like it’s going to burst from my body in a torrent, is head for the forest. There’s an isolated cabin hidden away deep in the trees off one of the dirt access roads, only accessible by hiking in on foot or taking my bike, and not even Ky or Thorne know where I disappear to when I’m up there.

Just the way I fucking like it.

It’s better than me risking losing my shit at them or hurting them…or worse. They get it, and they don’t question me, but even though I want to vanish into the mist right now, I can’t leave.

A phone call is due to come in, providing the details of my next target. The when. The where. The who. So, until that happens, I’m stuck here at the compound with a leash on my patience that is threatening to snap at any moment.

If I wasn’t so keyed up, I’d roll out my muscles and use the sauna. But I can’t be fucked with any of it, so I settle for a hot shower instead. Afterward, I can slip away for a long drive somewhere on my bike and at least wait out the call in a wide, open space where the creatures in my mind can roam freely.

At times, being here inside these four walls feels like being stuck inside a cage.

Even though I know that isn’t my life anymore.

The rainfall shower head starts steaming a few seconds after I flip it on, and the tiled walk-in bathroom begins to dampen as the heat from the water takes hold.

“You look like you could use a hand in here, baby.” Ky strolls in just as I’m stripping off my top, and his grin is a mile wide.

I toss the sweaty singlet at him. “Yeah, you can wash that for me.”

He’s never shied away from my darkness. Always coaxing me back to the light, time after time, when he’s got more than enough of his own shit to deal with.

“Tempting. But I’ve got a better idea.”

As I lean back on the vanity in front of the mirror, I cross my arms. He’s in the mood to mess around, and I can’t ever seem to deny this man.

“Planning on being a good boy for me, are you?” My cock wakes up at the sight of him, shirtless as always and fresh out of the pool from the look of it.

“The best.” Ky’s green eyes dance over me and I don’t hate the way he openly admires my body. He’s gorgeous, but for whatever fucking reason, he seems to be able to look past all my shit and stays, even when I tell him he’d be better off without me.

“Your cock gets a taste of fresh pussy, and now look at you. Desperate for a fuck wherever you can find one.” I taunt him. Knowing fully well he loves it when I’m like this.

Ky shivers, closing the distance between us. His thick length is already hard against the front of his swim shorts, and his tanned skin is damp. I don’t know how he manages to look rugged and pretty all at the same time, but his long hair is tousled and wet, and I want to sink my fingers into it while he’s on his knees for me.

“Hmm.” He reaches for my shorts and runs a hand over my hardening dick beneath the fabric. “I can tell you now, you’ll feel the same way once you know how she grips your cock like a dream.” His palm cups me and squeezes until I let out a hiss.

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