Page 27 of Mine to Keep (Bloody Desires #10)

Javi nods. “Me and Talon got tested a few months ago too. We’re good.”

Tossing the lube aside, I grab Javier under the knees and pull him lower on the bed. I wrap his legs around my waist, sliding my cock between his cheeks. Javier pants, eyes wide as I wrap my hand around his throat. “I’m not going to be gentle with you.”

The relief that floods his eyes tells me this is what he needs, even if he can’t express it himself.

Neither he nor Talon are breakable and they both need a good, hard fucking every now and then.

I saw that the first time we were together, both Talon and Javier begging me to take them hard and deep.

“Okay,” he says breathily.

Without saying more, I line myself up and push into him on one long thrust. He cries out, his bound hands twitching as I bottom out.

An involuntary grunt leaves my lips as his ass sucks my cock in. It grips me, holding me hostage as it molds to my dick.

I wait a few moments for the urge to nut to pass, then I pull one of Javier’s legs over my shoulder. Then I surge into him, pushing in deep.

His lustful cry is cut off by a loud gasp as I fuck into him, strong and sure, over and over. I grab his hip with one hand and tighten my grip on his throat, pounding into him without mercy.

God damn, he feels good. So fucking hot inside, a strangle hold on my dick. His cock bounces against his belly, precum leaking as I own his body.

Javier’s head is tossed back, his mouth open wide as he moans, begs and babbles.

I hum, watching as pleasure crosses his face. “Yeah,” I groan, rolling my hips so I can tag his prostate. “Take my dick, baby boy.”

“Yes. Yes, please. Harder, Daddy. I can take it.”

“I know you can. You’re so good at taking my dick. You’re a slut for it, aren’t you?”

He keens, thrusting up to meet my strokes. “Yesssssssss. Oh fuck, yes.”

I glance over at Talon, watching how his hand moves almost in a blur on his cock as he stares at where my dick is pounding into Javier. Heat fills his eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “Come on his face, little one. When you nut, I want to see it all over him.”

Talon’s gaze flicks to mine, and he bites his bottom lip. “That’s so fucking sexy. Okay. I’m so fucking close. You two together…god, I could watch you fuck him all day.”

“Kiss me, Daddy,” Javier begs. “I wanna come with your tongue in my mouth.”

“You close?” I wrap my hand around his dick, jerking him in time to my hard, deep thrusts. “You want to come? Hmm?”

“So bad. Keep….jerking me…like…Fuck, Daddy. Please.” His hands reach for me, and I put him out of his misery.

The moment my tongue touches his, he comes, spurting over my hand. I fuck him through his release, pulling every drop from him.

I snatch my mouth from his, picking up the pace of my strokes. A growl leaves my throat as my balls draw close to my body and I explode inside of him. My groans bounce off the wall as his hole milks me, clenching at me as I empty into his channel.

“Oh fuck,” Talon says as he hurries over, pulling at his thick cock. “Open for me, Javi. Swallow me down.”

Eagerly, Javier opens his mouth and Talon erupts, coating his tongue, chin, and lips. Talon shudders as he continues to stroke himself. I watch, biting my lip as spurt after spurt of Talon’s cum lands on Javier’s face and tongue.

After Talon milks himself and moves back, I drop down to Javier and kiss him deep, rolling my tongue in his mouth so I can taste some of Talon’s essence. We trade his nut back and forth between us until Javier swallows his prize.

Sighing against his lips, I drag my mouth away and pull out of Javier. I push his leg back more, watching how my cum drips out of his loose and gaping hole.

Talon lies on his belly in front of Javier and slides his tongue into his entrance. He holds the back of his thighs, pushing them back as he feasts on Javier’s come-drenched hole.

Javier gasps, his eyes fluttering closed. Talon circles his tongue, collecting some of my cum, then slides up Javier’s body, pushing his tongue into his mouth. Javier eagerly kisses him back, sucking on Talon’s tongue sharing my flavor between them.

When they’ve both had their fills and separate, I undo the binds on Javier’s wrists. He rubs against the reddened skin, smiling widely.

I lie on the bed, pulling both men in close so I can kiss them. We’ll clean up soon, but right now, I want to hold them.

“That was…” Javier pauses to catch his breath. “Amazing. Thank you. Both of you.”

Talon leans over and kisses his nose. “Anything for you.”

We’re all quiet for a few beats, trying to get our breathing under control.

My heart thumps triple time in my chest. Not just from the sex, but …everything. They overwhelm me. They’re both so perfect and I’m fucking honored that they let me bask in their light. I want to stay in their light because the darkness in me needs it.

I wish I was clean. I wish I was a regular guy they happened to meet at the airport, not someone that could potentially put their lives in danger. But giving them up is unthinkable. Something low in my belly clenches any time I think about it.

They’re mine.

I’ll keep them safe. No matter what it takes.

Anyone that tries to take them from me will fucking pay.

My phone ringing pulls me out of my dreamless sleep. Javier stirs against me as I reach over and grab it from the nightstand. UNKNOWN NUMBER greets me, so it can only be one person.

The Director.

Growling low in my throat, I untangle myself from the limbs of my boys and slip quietly out of my room to the sitting area.

“What?” I answer, voice low, but not devoid of irritation.

“Where are you?” His voice is hard, almost sounding like a disgruntled parent.

“What?” I ask again, not bothering to answer his question.

“Are you still in Canada?”

“I swear to fucking god if you don’t tell me what you want…”

“There’s a case. Need you in Burlington.”

“No.”

“Not up for debate. Get to Burlington in the next three hours.”

“No. You still haven’t paid me for my last job.”

“The one your fucked up?”

I growl again. “Not my fault. No one told her to be there. I completed the job. I want my money.”

A few seconds later, an alert sounds from the phone. I pull the phone from my ear and look at the screen. My fee has been transferred. Fucking finally.

With attitude I can almost physically feel, The Director says, “Now, you need to do this job in an hour.”

My voice hard and deadly, I say, “This is my last job. I’m out. And I’m so fucking for real. I’ve worked years longer than I agreed to and I’ve never failed to make a kill.”

“Do you?—”

“If you’re about to threaten me with retirement, fucking save it. I. Am. Done.”

There’s a pause, then The Director says, “Understood. You’re right. Last job. I’ll send the jacket.”

“Isn’t Peggy going to send it?”

“No. Since it’s your last job, I’ll handle it.”

Alarm bells ring in my head. The Director hasn’t said anything outwardly suspicious, but there’s something about his easy acceptance and not having Peggy in the loop that doesn’t feel right me.

Something’s up, but what?

I hang up without another word and moments later, an email hits my secure inbox. I look at the address and curse. The job isn't far and I can knock it out quick, but I'm tired and don't want to leave my boys

So we wouldn’t be dependent on the trains—and so I wouldn’t run the risk of seeing that couple on any of them—I rented a car to help us get around. I’m glad I did, so I can do this hit and be on my fucking way.

Inching back into the room, I pull out my kit with all my disguises and pull out a set of black joggers, a black long-sleeved shirt, and a fitted cap.

So I wouldn’t risk pulling a gun on Talon and Javier again, I put it in my bag. I pull it out now, along with two clips and a knife, then go to the sitting room to get changed and armed.

Once I’m dressed and ready to leave, I grab my wallet and shove it in my pocket. I look back at Talon and Javier cuddled around each other now that I’m not in the bed with them. I almost leave a note for them but I don’t think they’ll wake up while I’m gone. So I pull the door shut and head out.

Once I’m in the car, I connect my phone to the Bluetooth and call Peggy. She answers after two rings.

“Hey, doll. Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?”

“Yeah, but The Director called. Gave me a job in Burlington.”

She snorts. “I haven’t heard anything about a job, but it’s not the first time he’s cut me out. You need anything?”

“Yeah,” I say. “Did you find anything on the couple I asked you about?”

Sighing, she says, “I found them, but other than that, nothing. Whoever they are, they have no social media, which is a red flag in itself. I should have something soon.”

“Keep me updated.”

“You got it, doll.”

We’re quiet for a second or two, then I say, “I’m getting out, Peggy. This is my last job.”

I can almost see her nodding. “I figured as much. You haven’t been in it since your vacation. You tell The Director?”

“Yep. He tried to threaten to retire me. I would be worried, but he didn’t know I was done until an hour ago. There aren’t any hired guns nearby and it’ll be hard to get someone here on such short notice.”

“You’re gonna have to watch your back when you get back to the States.”

“Don’t I know it,” I say, following the directions I punched into the GPS. “I’ll call when the job is done.”

“Be safe, doll.”

“I will.”

I hang up with a long exhale, wishing I was back in my hotel room, surrounded by my boys as I hold them close, keeping them safe.

The only thing that keeps me from turning the car around and going back to them is The Director coming after me if I don’t complete this last kill.

Just one more. Then I’m done.

I’m ready to start my life with my boys.