Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 159050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 795(@200wpm)___ 636(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 795(@200wpm)___ 636(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
“Did… everything go well?” Elliot asked, though he wasn’t sure what exactly Knight went off to deal with. Maybe he just needed space and work had been an excuse to avoid looking at Elliot.
Fane got off the bed and stroked Elliot’s face on the way. “Go on, Elliot. He might never love you, but he does use his prick in the most delightful ways, doesn’t he? Where will you ever find a man like him again? I’m surprised you’ve managed to keep him for this long. He probably feels responsible for you. That’s better than nothing, considering how plain you are.”
Knight waited for Gray to shut the door behind him and slowly approached the bed once they were alone. He pulled off his jacket, standing with his back to Elliot and not saying much as he then removed his shoes.
“Knight? Is everything okay?” Elliot backed off on the bed, unsure what to make of the strange behavior.
Fane laughed. “He’s undressing. This should be good. Enjoy this while it lasts.”
Knight exhaled loudly and spun around before taking a seat on the edge of the mattress. His gaze settled on Elliot, but he seemed distracted, and his eyes kept spacing out. “No. I’m just tired. Beast... requests many things from me.”
Elliot swallowed. “I promise not to be a bother. If you can’t sleep well with him in me, maybe you want to tie me up for a while? I know I’m enough of a bother as is.”
Fane pushed his fingers into his hair. “Oh, for the love of God! Stop the whining! If I were him I’d have stuffed your mouth with something long ago just to get some peace. Or cut your tongue out for that matter.”
Knight put his hand on Elliot’s shoulder, and it emitted a warmth so lovely Elliot wished he could just roll into it. Even though he was wearing fingerless gloves, the heat of his flesh was still palpable through the soft leather. But then the digits tightened, squeezed harder, until Elliot’s flesh became numb.
“Knight? You’re hurting me…” He pulled away, swept by a wave of cold shudders. Was it possible that a man as generous as Knight would end up turning on him too? After all they’d been through?
“Why wouldn’t he? Everyone tires of you eventually,” Fane said, making Elliot’s eye sting with the undeniable truth behind his words
Knight exhaled and pulled Elliot closer, keeping him in a secure yet gentle embrace. “Sorry. I... I didn’t think. “
Every tiny piece of Elliot’s being screamed out to stay in Knight’s arms and forget any other needs he might have, but he knew that wouldn’t end well for either of them. That he’d eventually resent himself for giving in to pressure and be forced to hide his jealousy. “Did something happen?”
“No, why would you think that?” Knight asked, resting his hand on Elliot’s shoulder and pushing it farther, so that his hand rested on Elliot’s nape. The fingers moved several times, gathering the flesh and gently twisting it.
Fane lay down next to Elliot. “He still wants your body. Spread your legs, and maybe he won’t throw you out right away. Because where would you go? I’m not staying at a pauper’s home!”
Elliot looked away, feeling his face flush. “You’re… kneading me.” This situation would have been funny if it weren’t so weird.
Knight groaned and rubbed his face against Elliot’s, hugging him again.
Fane shrugged. “Maybe he’s worried that women don’t taste as good anymore. And he knows you’re to blame. He doesn’t love you. He couldn’t ever love you, and you made his life such an unnecessary whirlwind.”
Knight exhaled and pulled away. “Maybe I should unfasten you.”
“You think that’s a good idea?” Elliot asked, unsure what to make of it. Did Knight want to ‘set him free’ or something along those lines?
Fane laughed. “Perfect! It’s a brilliant idea.”
A loud banging on the door interrupted them.
“Open up, Knight!” Beast yelled.
Knight groaned, rubbing Elliot’s arms up and down. “You know the fucking code,” he called back so loudly his voice rang in Elliot’s ears.
Within seconds, the door opened, and two pairs of legs stampeded through the living room and into the bedroom.
“We agreed you’d wait for us, and now Gray’s telling me you came back and sent him away,” Beast was a heaving mass of tense muscle, pacing through the room. “You’re playing with fire!”
“We want to be here to assist you if necessary,” Laurent added from a few steps away.
Fane burst out laughing. “Another exorcism? This should be good. Maybe this time I could force your body to spasm, and pretend it’s working. Until your spine snaps in two. I did that once to one of my lovely boys.”
“Please, no more exorcisms,” Elliot said quickly, closing his eye when Knight scooped him against his chest.
“There’s nothing at all any of you can do for as long as that motherfucker is inside Elliot!”