Page 88 of Black Hearts
I set a strong hand on his bare shoulder, squeezing it. “Nonsense. She’s ready for you. Show me what you’ve learned, Theo. Let’s see how hard you can give it to her.” I pulled him toward her while scooting to the side to give them a little more space. So I could be the judge of this… whatever you wanted to call it.
Theo looked like he still wasn’t sure, and I could not scowl harder.
“How about this?” I sat on Juliet’s left side, and I grabbed her, pulled her onto my lap, and held her there. “Why don’t you lay down and maybe Juliet can take the reins and show you what she likes?” I wasn’t a huge fan of letting her ride me, but there was a time and place for everything, and with Theo acting like this, I couldn’t think of a better time for her to show him she could be wild, too.
“Uh…” was all Theo said for a while, but then those brown eyes met Juliet’s, and whatever willpower he had crumbled. Without another word, he lay down on his back, his cock standing erect.
I smoothed over Juliet’s hair, whispering, “Do you think you can handle it, or are you still too worn out from me?”
I knew just from the look she gave me that she wanted to prove me wrong, that she wasn’t too worn out by my cock; she could still ride Theo, so I let her go. I watched as she positioned herself over his cock and slowly sunk down on it, sucking in a breath as she did so.
Now, watching her on top… this might be more enjoyable for me than watching her beneath him. At least this way I’d have a better view of that lithe little body and the way it could move.
Juliet just started to move, riding Theo’s cock, when a knock echoed from the door, and a voice spoke, “Markus? Are you in there?” Hmm. Sounded like Killian. What the hell he could want right now, I hadn’t an idea.
I looked at Juliet and Theo; they’d stopped moving, heads whipping toward the door. “Keep going. Don’t fucking stop. I’ll see what he wants.” I dragged myself off the bed, though I waited until Juliet began to rock her hips along him once more before walking to the door.
Yes, I was naked. Yes, I didn’t give a shit because it was Killian. It wasn’t like I’d open the door wide enough for him to come in and see Juliet naked on the bed, on top of Theo.
Once I reached the door, I said, “What the fuck do you want?” Everyone knew when I was with Juliet, I wasn’t to be disturbed. My hand curled around the doorknob, and I flung it open enough to glare at him. I found Killian wasn’t alone; he held onto a baby, this one with a tuft of blond hair on the top of its head.
“Have you checked your phone?” he asked, and before he was able to say anything else, a small figure darted around his legs and managed to squeeze through mine, racing in the room. “Klaus!” Killian called after him as I heard Juliet and Theo struggle to hide under the sheets to shield the young boy from the sight. Klaus was slow to return to his father’s side, burying his face in his pants. “Don’t go running into rooms like that,” he scolded him. The young boy didn’t know any better, but still. Best to teach them when they were young.
“No, I’ve been busy,” I said, moving to hide my still-hard cock behind the door, doing a bit of leaning in the process, since there were children and all. “What is it, Killian? Spit it out already.”
“It’s… it’s not good.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. “You’ve got a TV in there, right? Turn it on.” I frowned and left the door, going for the remote inside the nightstand’s drawer to turn it on. Killian told Klaus, “Wait right here for me, okay?” He walked right in the room after me, shutting the door so Klaus couldn’t see in.
Juliet and Theo were beneath the sheet, covering themselves. Juliet asked, “What’s going on?”
“I don’t know,” I muttered.
Killian must’ve shared whatever it was straight to the TV, so we all could see it. A news clip… a recent news clip.
A woman stood on the screen, a dark alleyway behind her. You could see police working behind her, though you couldn’t see much else. “We’ve just received word that the body found an hour ago was strung up in much the same way as a series of killings that rocked the nation over a decade ago.”
Beside the reporter, a man who wore a dark blue uniform stood. He was busy chewing gum and generally not looking too happy.
The woman turned to the officer. “Is it true, Detective? Has the Angel Maker come back?”
I muttered, “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Where is this?” As the detective and the reporter discussed what this meant, Killian told me what city it was in, and I recognized it immediately. I stormed over to my clothes, found my phone, and unlocked the screen. I had to push aside all of the notifications from Killian to get to my contacts, and as I dialed the number, I turned back to the screen.
Killian’s face was in proud display, a picture they’d taken of him years ago, back when he was running some dinky little newspaper. He was their prime suspect, though he was never caught—obviously, since he was here.
The woman on the news brought up the woman everyone suspected was the Angel Maker’s accomplice: Stella. The picture they had of her was one from many years ago; her face had that vacant, bored look it used to before she truly discovered herself.It was a damned good thing she never got out when picking up Tori. If this spread…
The phone line rang and rang and rang. I was about to hang up and call again when the man I was trying to reach finally picked up. “What?” I didn’t like his tone, but I supposed, given what was going on in his city, I could forgive it.
“Sylvester, mind telling me what the fuck you’ve got going on over there?” I growled into the phone.
“Who is…” He must’ve checked the caller ID, finally. “Markus. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize it was you. We’ve, uh… there’s a situation. How did you know?”
“I keep tabs on anything related to the Angel Maker. Let’s just say I know he’s not there.”
“We’re going to find the guy and string him up ourselves.” Sylvester sounded so sure of himself.
“I’ll be sending a few of my people your way. We have a lot of experience when it comes to serial killers, and the sooner this is done, the better for us all.”
“We have experience too, in case you forgot. We don’t need your help.”
