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A sharp jab to the solar plexus.
What little breath Nix had in his lungs shot out. Now he could hardly breathe in. Fuck.
“Leave your club. Bail on the Black Coyotes. Tell us where the money is. Join us.”
Ash didn’t hesitate. “No.”
The crony released Nix’s neck. Nix gasped greedily. But had all that stolen oxygen smacked out of him again from behind.
“You’re a tough motherfucker, you know that, Ashton Rivers?”
Ash stared them back down. “I know. Anything else?” He almost sounded bored. Nix would feel proud of him if he could feel anything in his body except pain right now.
The crony grinned mirthlessly. “Oh, there'll be plenty else, just you wait and see.”
They dropped Nix on the concrete floor like a sack of potatoes.
* * *
Nix slammed Ash against the concrete wall of their cell as soon as the lights went out.
But just as expected, Ash didn’t take it lightly. He jabbed Nix and danced on the balls of his feet right out from Nix’s grasp.
“You fucker, I took this, for you,” Nix growled and lunged again at Ash.
Ash side-stepped and Nix caught a strong foot to his already bruised jaw. Ash chuckled darkly. “Yeah, and you liked it, didn’t you, Nixy boy?”
As Nix ricocheted off the wall from the momentum of Ash’s high kick, he knew it was true. Yeah, he did like it. He fucking loved it. It got him hard.
He was a fucking masochist. He craved it. He wanted it. The verbal abuse, yes, that worked, he’d known that for a long time. But the physical, as well. He’d never had a sexual partner who could fight back like Ash could. He’d been rough in the bedroom with girls who had asked for it like that. He’d happily asked them to spank him, choke him, fight him back. He’d want them to dig their nails into his flesh, score them down his back. The burn from that was something else. He asked for them to use their teeth, if a girl latched onto his skin and didn’t let go… yeah, pure bliss. And some of them had given him a good run at it. He’d come away with scratches, bite marks and black eyes. And he loved it.
But with Ash, it was all of his strength. Ash was a better fighter, trained, disciplined, he knew moves Nix did not. Nix was taller and heavier and he could use all of his brute strength on Ash. And still Ash bested him. Still Nix ended up a burning, sweaty mess on the floor. With Ash bouncing around him, untouched and superior. That’s what it was, Nix could use all of himself, his whole self, on Ash. It didn’t hurt Ash, and Ash used all of his brute strength on Nix. It hurt Nix and he liked it. He wanted it.
Ash followed up as Nix panted against the wall with some karate style cuffs to his torso. The air left Nix’s lungs, his skin smarted and his muscles burned. And fuck, he was hard as granite.
“I asked you a question, Nix.” Ash jabbed again.
Nix tasted blood in his mouth. He smiled.
“Yeah, I fucking like it,” Nix let the words bleed from his lips.
“Knees, Nix,” Ash said now.
And fuck him, he obeyed like a dog. He was salivating, he wanted Ash in his mouth, he wanted himself in Ash’s mouth. He wanted to fuck Ash into the next morning and burn in hell for every blissful minute of it.
Nix pawed at Ash’s jeans and Ash leaned against the wall. This was becoming their favorite blow job position. Nix licked from the base of Ash’s hard, warm cock, to the head, then sealed his mouth around it and sucked. Hard.
“Oh my fucking Christ…” Ash slurred.
Yeah. And as Nix gave, he wanted more. He’d been reduced down to dust, he’d been bested, but as he gave and gave, the need to take built up again. It was the constant power battle between them, he knew now Ash’s guard was down, Nix could take him on. Now that Nix had reduced Ash to this panting, grinding pup, Nix could assert what he wanted.
Nix pulled off Ash’s cock with a pop. Ash lifted his head and made an urgent, begging noise in his throat.
Nix grinned, grabbed Ash, and pulled him down to the floor.
“Fucker, Nix, you…” Ash tried to chastise him but Ash was in seventh heaven.
Nix rolled on top, and sealed his mouth over Ash’s lips. He jabbed his tongue inside Ash’s mouth, letting him know, Nix’s turn now. Ash responded, letting him lead, flicking his tongue back with needy little movements.
