Page 32 of Hidden Desires (Bikers of Mayhem #2)
ACE
“ I swear to god, you have to be the biggest man-baby ever,” Ace complained, blowing some air onto one of Blade’s cuts on his arm. “For such a big, tough guy, you sure seem to whine a lot about a few cuts and bruises.”
“Cuts and bruises? My dad used me as a human pincushion. I had a fuckin’ knife sticking out of my gut. Any other dude would be dead and kissing Jesus’s feet in heaven right now. But no, not your boy. I don’t die that easily.”
“No, but you sure whine like a baby,” Ace muttered under his breath as he lowered the bandage so that it was covering Blade’s forearm once again.
“Or I just like having you blow me when I’m bored,” Blade responded from the corner of his mouth.
Ace’s mouth dropped open.
“You little jackass!” Ace shouted, grabbing one of Blade’s nipples and twisting it so hard he practically tore it off.
Blade chuckled as he squirmed in pain.
“Ow. Come on, I’m injured. Take pity on me. How about a quick handy under the sheets?” Blade asked with a pump of his eyebrows.
“How about I cut that thing off and shove it down your throat?” Marcus asked, walking into the hospital room with a few of the boys in tow.
Blade straightened up in bed and adjusted the bedsheet so that his “situation” wasn’t so noticeable. Ace secretly loved watching his man squirm in front of his brother. No matter how tough he pretended to be, deep down, Blade respected the pecking order.
“Oh, hey, boss. You guys didn’t all need to come and check up on me,” Blade noted, fighting a smile forming at the corners of his lips.
No matter what Blade said, Ace was sure that he was happy as shit that his brothers had come to visit him.
Ace was beginning to realize just how much the Shadow Vipers meant to Blade. They were all his family. He needed that support system and sense of inclusion. After being cast aside by his father and then left on his own for years, family and brotherhood were what Blade truly needed.
“Clearly, I needed to come by and make sure that my brother’s virtue was still intact,” Marcus added before turning to Ace and giving him a glare. “We all know that my brother doesn’t exactly have the greatest taste when it comes to men.”
Caden burst out laughing behind Marcus.
Ace gave his brother the finger. He loved him and hated him both at the same time.
“I think his virtue ran off the moment he hit puberty,” Lucas mumbled under his breath.
“Hey!” Ace objected, turning toward his best friend in utter shock. “I thought you were supposed to be my friend?”
“I am. Nothing wrong with having slutty friends.”
“When did this become all about me?” Ace asked, turning back to face his brother and then to his favorite sex toy.
Calling Blade his boyfriend just didn’t feel right.
His partner? Love slave? Dick for life?
What do you call a man you have loved your entire life, can’t imagine not growing old with, and with whom you have shared the most incredible, mind-blowing, ass-altering, fuck sessions of your life?
“Boyfriend” just didn’t do the smirking god justice.
“Okay, can we all turn our attention back to the gigantic man-child lying half-dead in the hospital bed?” Ace suggested, trying to divert the attention back to the sexy biker he couldn’t wait to get home.
“I agree. I’m tired of hearing about my little bro’s perverted sex life,” Marcus responded, stepping up next to Blade’s bed. “So, how are you doing, human pincushion?”
Blade chuckled and shrugged. “Asshole. Doesn’t hurt. I’m ready to get up and hit the casino.”
They all chuckled.
Marcus placed a loving hand on Blade’s forearm.
“Of course you are. The doc says you’re good to go in a few days. They just want to make sure that your intestines don’t fall out of that open hole in your side.”
“Psht. It’s barely a nick,” Blade responded.
“That’s true. It’s hard for any blade to penetrate all that solid muscle you got there,” Marcus added, giving his buddy a slight smile.
“In the meantime, I’m going to get Nikolai to start spreading rumors that you are interested in leaving the Shadow Vipers and possibly joining the Cyanyd Kings.
Hopefully, word will reach the crew, and someone there will reach out to you. ”
“Yeah, that’s a good idea. Then we take out the big boss and his crew all at once. And finally, get Chester justice for his son’s death.”
Ace wasn’t so sure how he felt about using his… favorite husband? Big-dick daddy? —they all still sounded wrong—as bait.
“In the meantime, we thought you might be up for a game of poker,” Marcus said, pulling out a deck of cards from his back pocket and reaching for a chair next to Blade’s bed.
It appeared that his brother’s desire to shoot Blade in the face had passed.