Oh fuck
, they were nipple clamps. Remi’s nipples tingled, getting hard at the thought of Jake putting the clamps on him. He hefted his hips up and his prick skimmed along Jake’s chin.
Jake nipped his thigh. “Be still, pup.” He laid the clamps on Remi’s stomach.
Oh, man, he loved that commanding tone. He wanted to please Jake, to surrender and do whatever Jake asked of him.
The metal felt cool against his heated skin. His prick throbbed and seeped precome. Remi opened his mouth to say, “Yes, sir,” surprised at how easily the words were coming to him, but caught himself in time.
Jake reached toward the floor again. His chest lay heavy against Remi’s thigh, making Remi’s body list to the side. Nostrils flaring, Jake set a bottle on the bed beside Remi and caught Remi’s dick in his palm. Swiping the tip with his tongue, Jake closed his mouth over the head and sucked. When he raised his head, his teeth and eyes had shifted to match Remi’s. “No coming until I say, pup. Bend your knees.”
Closing his eyes, Remi raised his knees. A cool breeze caressed his balls, then a warmth covered them. Jake’s mouth
.
The skin over Remi’s balls drew tighter and his whole body trembled. A snick sounded in the quiet room and something warm and slippery touched beneath his balls, over his perineum to his hole.
Jake’s finger probed, sliding inch by inch inside Remi, as his tongue laved Remi’s shaft.
Oh fuck me.
Sweat dripped down Remi’s temple. His legs shook and blinding pleasure started in his groin and spread outward.
Adding another finger, Jake eased it into his ass, pushing until he brushed over Remi’s prostate. It felt good, so intense it was nearly painful. Remi didn’t know whether he wanted to push toward Jake or move away.
Gripping Remi’s cock, Jake held it for his mouth and started sucking.
Remi lost it and moaned aloud.
Pulling his fingers free, Jake nipped Remi’s hip in reprimand, hard enough to sting.
The bed shifted and he opened his eyes.
Jake knelt between his legs. He snagged the chain off Remi’s stomach and clamped one hard nipple then the other. One side of his lip turned up and he tugged the chain.
Remi squirmed. They pinched a bit, but not too hard. The slight sting added to his mounting pleasure instead of dulling it.
He couldn’t take any more, he was close to begging. He actually had tears in his eyes. His whole body was one big trembling mass.
Grinning a full-out sadistic grin, Jake grabbed the bottle of lube and coated his cock nice and slow. He stroked the thick length, teasing Remi with it. “You want this, pup? Want my cock?”
Remi jerked his head up and down.
Oh God, please, sir, please…
After agonizing seconds, Jake greased Remi’s hole with the lube before tossing the bottle aside. He tugged the chain between Remi’s nipples and circled his hole with his prick.
The pressure against his ass and on his nipples had him nearly screaming.
When Jake finally pushed in, Remi was so turned on he felt nothing but mind-numbing pleasure. And God, if Jake didn’t hurry, he was going to go fucking crazy. He bit his lip, trying not to moan as Jake thrust forward. When his balls rested against Remi’s ass, he stopped. Just stopped. The gleam in his eyes said he knew exactly what he was doing to Remi. “You feel real fucking good, so damn tight.”
Remi whimpered.
Hooking his arms under Remi’s knees, Jake lifted his legs and thrust. He fucked Remi hard and fast, slamming into him over and over, grunting low in his throat.
Remi’s cock slapped against his lower abdomen with every powerful shove. Drops of precome dotted the line of dark hair below his navel. He kept himself from driving toward Jake’s thrusts only because the position made it difficult for him to do so.
By the time Jake let go of his legs and leaned over him, they were both out of breath and coated with sweat. It dripped off Jake’s forehead and chest onto Remi.
Jake pulled on the chain as his mouth covered Remi’s.
Remi’s back arched into the tingling sensation stabbing his nipples. It hurt and felt good at the same time. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Moving with his mate, he moaned as Jake’s tongue speared into his. He managed to angle his hips just right for Jake’s cock to graze his gland.
Jake’s mouth slid to Remi’s neck.
The delicious pain and drag on his nipples and the cock in Remi’s ass was too much. Remi groaned. “Oh God, please. Please, sir…”
Jake bit his shoulder where it met his neck and tugged the nipple clamps so hard they snapped off Remi’s chest, flying to the sheets.
He saw stars. His whole body stiffened and he came. As hot semen shot over Remi’s stomach and chest, Jake stilled, letting out a guttural yell. Then heat filled Remi’s ass.
The next thing he knew, Jake was sitting on the edge of the bed with a glass of water in hand.
He sat up and Jake helped him drink. Damn, his throat was sore, and his hair was sticking to his face and his neck. Why was his throat so—? Oh God
,
he’d not only failed to be quiet, he fucking yelled his head off. Thank God Sterling slept like the dead.
Jake moved the glass away. “More?”
He shook his head. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t very quiet.”
Smiling, Jake cupped his cheek and kissed him. His tongue traced Remi’s lips lovingly before slipping inside. It wasn’t long before he drew back and caressed his cheek. “You’ll make up for it next time I’m sure.”
* * *
“I fucking love your mouth.” Remi dropped his head back to the pillow, his eyes closed, taking in every little sensation.
The suction on his cock increased as that clever tongue danced along the shaft.
“Oh, fuck. Gonna come. Stop. Not yet…” Winding his fingers through his lover’s hair, Remi fought the growing sensation. He tried to slow the inevitable by pulling those delectable lips off him.
A soft, seductive kiss tickled his stomach, making him loosen his grip. As soon as his hand fell to the mattress, his prick was once again engulfed.
He shivered, his ass muscles clenching tight. His balls drew closer to his body and his legs tensed. It was absolute torture. A tingle raced up his spine. No, not yet. “Oh God, oh—”
The wonderful warmth left his cock.
Remi half growled, half laughed. “You fucking tease.”
A snort answered him, then his dick was gripped, held upright and laved from tip to balls.
Fisting his hand in the thick hair again, Remi pulled his lover’s face closer to his groin. “Yessss, that feels good.”
His legs were shoved up higher, exposing him more, then that wicked tongue laved his crease.
Remi concentrated on the slick caress over his perineum, the breath across his balls. Suddenly it stopped and saliva dripped down his crease.
More spit landed on Remi’s hole. A finger circled, spreading it around his anus.
“Tease!”
The finger pressed inside.
Remi moaned. “God…Billy, would you just fuck me already?”
“Mmm…” Another finger joined the first then both slid out and the blunt tip of a cock took its place.
Remi’s eyes snapped open. Reaching toward Billy, Remi tried to get him to hurry.
After pushing in just a little, Billy pulled out. Again and again, he stabbed at Remi with his prick, barely breaching him until Remi had had enough.
Remi wrapped his legs around his lover and squeezed, bringing Billy closer.
Falling forward on his hands, Billy laughed. His brown eyes danced as he dipped to kiss Remi. Billy’s long hair tickled Remi’s cheek, and his tongue flicked over Remi’s lips. “Fuckhead.”
“Yeah, yeah, bite me. You’ve gotten off once already this afternoon, asshole. Remember the blowjob?” Remi dropped his legs, looping them over Billy’s to get more leverage. Pumping his hips up, he impaled himself further on Billy’s cock. “Harder,” he gasped into Billy’s ear.
Thrusting forward, Billy grunted, his balls smacking against Remi.
A loud roar echoed through the quiet room. Billy’s head jerked backward and he yelped.
Suddenly, Remi’s body was cool where Billy had been.
“Son of a fucking bitch!” Dirk stood at the side of the small twin bed, his face twisted in an enraged scowl. He reached for Remi.
Remi backpedaled until his back hit the wood headboard, making it knock against the wall behind him. Throwing his legs over the other side of the bed, he lunged, but he wasn’t fast enough. Hands wrapped around his throat, jerking him backward and lifting him completely off the bed.
Remi clutched his father’s hands, gasping for air. His leg kicked frantically, trying to get purchase on something, anything. Oh God, he had to get loose, he couldn’t breathe. His eyes hurt, his face felt like it was going to explode.
Dirk’s breath was foul, heavy with alcohol, as he hissed in Remi’s face. “I will not have a fucking faggot for a son.” He shook Remi, his fingers digging into Remi’s neck.
Remi’s vision went white. His short nails raked at Dirk’s hands, to no avail.
“Let go of him!” Billy screamed. The sound of skin slapping against skin registered at the edge of Remi’s consciousness, then the vise grip around his throat abruptly ceased. He fell, his face hitting the cold wood. Pain slammed into his head. He gasped for air, trying to relieve the tight burn in his chest. His arms felt heavy, but he managed to get them under him.
“Get off me, you little fag!”
A loud crash and a gurgling sound followed.
Remi’s clouded vision cleared and he raised up, trying to see what had happened. His throat hurt so much he couldn’t yell.
Because of the tears, he saw the black boot aimed at his face too late. It clipped his chin, knocking him to the ground.
Billy lay on his back, his arms and legs at odd angles. There was a jangle and rustling, Dirk mumbling something. But Remi couldn’t tell what, it sounded like he was in a well. Then pain exploded across Remi’s shoulders. A deafening crack rent the air seconds after the sting sliced into Remi’s skin. He tried to escape but the heel of Dirk’s boot across his cheek stopped him. Again and again the pain flared, over Remi’s back, his butt and thighs. It hurt so badly he just wanted to die, anything to make it stop. He stared at his best friend, his lover, willing him to get up.
Billy never did. He didn’t even move.
The sharp jab of a boot toe met Remi’s ribs repeatedly until his whole body went numb.
Billy’s broken body blurred and eventually everything went black.
Remi sat straight up, gasping for breath. It was like someone was squeezing him so tight he couldn’t breathe. His chest burned and he could almost feel the hand around his throat.
Arms encircled his body, pinning his own arms to his side.
Oh God no.
He had to get away, he had to—
“Shh… It’s okay, it’s only a bad dream. I’ve got you, pup. You’re all right. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”
Jake. It was Jake. Remi relaxed, collapsing back into his mate’s arms, trusting Jake to hold him. He stayed there for several minutes, his head on Jake’s chest, listening to his heartbeat and his reassurances.
Wrapping his arms around Jake’s wide back, Remi squeezed tight. He was safe now, Jake was here and wouldn’t let— No, no, he wasn’t in danger, it was a dream.
Jake rubbed his back, making circles. “Talk to me, pup. What was that about?”
Remi closed his eyes, slipping down until his arms rested on Jake’s waist and his head was in Jake’s lap. He liked it when Jake called him pup.
Over and over, Jake stroked his hair, combing his fingers through it.
“I keep having this dream. I’ve always been woken up before anything happened, but this time…”
“This time you didn’t. Tell me about the dream, Remi. Maybe together we can figure out why you keep having it, and why it turned into a nightmare this time.”
* * *
Jake caressed Remi’s cheek, pleased to find his mate snuggled into his touch even in sleep. It lessened the ache in his chest somewhat, knowing Remi was aware of his presence. Being careful not to disturb Remi, Jake lifted his mate’s head and scooted down in the bed. Once he got settled, he kissed Remi’s forehead.
Blinking back tears, he rested his cheek on Remi’s for a second, trying to gain his composure. His heart hurt—that was the only way he knew how to describe it. The physical pain as deep as the mental one. Hell, his stomach was queasy too. Fuck, how had Remi survived? No wonder he’d repressed the memory. And Jake was convinced it was a memory. What Jake knew of the injuries Remi had suffered that night were consistent with Remi’s scars.