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“You think I’ll ruin my status because I want you to bend me over the closest surface…” Blaze trails off, tucking his lips in when Kane glares at him. Jaxon’s shoulders are shaking, trying to keep the laughter in, and I cough to cover mine.
“One more time, Blaze,” Kane warns.
I peek at Blaze out of the corner of my eye, and he waggles his eyebrows. “You want me to count them?”
Kane finally shakes his head and slides his arm around Jaxon’s waist. “You ready to go,Litso kukly?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
When we slide into the limo, Jaxon’s body sags against the seat. Kane asked if he wanted to go because he could sense how uncomfortable Jaxon felt. Kane pulls Jaxon into his lap, and he goes willingly. I watch Kane’s eyes shut in contentment when Jaxon snuggles against his chest. This is what Kane has been wanting but never could find, someone to accept him and share in his lifestyle instead of using him for his wealth and power.
And I think he finally found it with Jaxon.
* * *
“Sweetheart.” I snuggle deeper into the pillows, trying to fight waking up. Blaze chuckles and runs his hand across my back. “Sweetheart, wake up. I miss you.” That brings a smile to my face, and I crack one eye open to be met with Blaze’s. “There he is.”
“Morning.”
“Morning.” Blaze kisses me softly and sits up on his knees, then straddles my back. He starts kissing my shoulders, back, and down to my bare ass.
“What are you doing?”
“I worked you hard last night. I want to take care of you.”
After we got back to the house, Blaze practically dragged me to the playroom. Both of us had visions of Kane and Jaxon running through our heads. The more we voiced our fantasy of them, the harder Blaze worked me. I was floating on a fucking cloud, loving every minute of it. The subspace Blaze can take me to felt so much sweeter last night. “I’m okay,” I assure him. He made sure to take care of all the marks he left with his whip, made me eat and hydrate, and then cuddled me all night.
“I know, but I want to make sure. Raise up on your knees, leave your chest on the bed.” He helps me get my legs under me so my ass is pointed right at him. His hands start kneading my ass. “I love this ass. These sexy thighs that lock around me.” Blaze rubs his rough hands down my legs, and goosebumps pop up on my skin. “Do you know how beautiful you are? I don’t feel like I deserve someone like you on my arm.” He grabs the massage oil from beside my head, and I feel it drip on my calves then Blaze’s big hands are working it in.
“What are you talking about? Have you looked in the mirror? You’re gorgeous, Blaze.”
“Maybe. But you deserve someone without any blood on their hands. You need someone who works a regular fucking job and is not about to leave you to take someone’s eyeballs out.” Fear runs through me. Did he change his mind? His hands move up to my thighs, working the muscles. “But I’m too selfish to let you go. Even for the short time that I thought you were gone, I felt empty. The voices were so loud, Elijah.” His voice cracks on my name, but I know better than to turn around to see his face. Blaze doesn’t usually open up like this, and if he stops talking, I don’t know how to help him.
Blaze pulls my legs out so I’m lying flat on my stomach, and his hands continue up my legs. He hits a sore spot on my ass, making me hiss. He leans down and kisses it softly. “Master,” I say softly.
“No Master or Pet. Just Elijah and Blaze. Elijah being the light in my life and Blaze being the luckiest motherfucker on this planet.” He starts massaging my lower back, and I melt into the bed. “I’m obsessed with you. My every thought revolves around you, how you feel, what you need, what I can do to be better, and when you’ll wake up just to decide that you don’t want me anymore.”
“Blaze. Were you not listening to me? I’m not going to leave you.”
“My clock’s ticking, Sweetheart. I’ll either be killed on a job, or the voices will end up swallowing me up.”
“Are they getting worse?” I’m fully aware of Blaze’s voices. Even though he’s never been clinically diagnosed, it’s not hard to guess what’s going on. I didn’t know early on but figured it out pretty quickly when I would catch him talking to himself or when he would fly off the handle. He’d always grab his head, telling them to shut up. It scared me at first, but I quickly realized that I just wanted to help him.
“Yes. I always promised to be honest with you because that’s the biggest factor in making this work, but I didn’t know how to tell you that they wake me from a dead sleep now. And sometimes, no matter what I do, they won’t shut the fuck up.” I realize now that the massage is for him as much as it is for me. It keeps him centered when he’s touching me.
“What can I do?”
He kisses the back of my head, his fingers kneading my shoulders. “I don’t think there is anything to do. We just have to live this one day at a time until I finally go insane.”
“Blaze, baby, you’re scaring me.”
“I’m not trying to.” He kisses my head again. “I have to take a shower. We’re leaving soon.” He slides off the bed, and I watch him walk to the bathroom. I’m up and out of bed as soon as the door shuts. There’s one person I know who will know what to do.
I slide my legs into sweatpants and go to Kane’s room first, only to find Jaxon asleep alone. I find Kane in his office when I stick my head through the door. He waves me in, and I shut the door behind me.
“What’s wrong?” he asks immediately, seeing the look on my face. I give him the rundown of my conversation with Blaze, getting more worked up by the second. Kane gets up, rounds his desk, and leads me to the chair in front of it, pulling me to sit beside him.
“We have to help him.”
