Page 32 of In the Dark

Snorting, Kelvin agreed. “He’ll have it all figured out in no time. There are a number of laws he doesn’t agree with.”

Sitting up, Key winced. “I need to go to the bathroom.”

“Sorry?”

“Pfft. Don’t apologize for something you’re not sorry about, and I’m not sorry either, but clean up isn’t the best.”

“No, it isn’t, but remember, I’m the one who will be doing it next.”

Grinning, Key stood and stretched, and Kelvin’s eyes roamed over his body, his dick twitching in anticipation.

Key stared down at him. “Give me a minute and I’ll see to you.”

Yeah. Kelvin could give his hot mate a minute.

Chapter Thirteen

Naked and sweaty, Key lay on the bed, his chest heaving. Kelvin was no better as he lay next to him. They’d been having sex all day, and if this was what he had to look forward to being mated, then Key would need to start working out. Or not. The sex alone was a workout.

In between rounds of sex, they’d talked about anything and everything, and Key had learned that Kelvin was over one hundred years old. How? The man looked like he was in his twenties and he was over a century old? And Key would benefit from that longevity too, now that they were mated. The only downside was Charles. His dad would continue to age and would at some point notice that Key wasn’t.

Kelvin had told him several times that he couldn’t tell Charles the truth, but fuck that. Charles was his dad and Key was telling him, damn the consequences. He wasn’t going to have any secrets from Charles. He deserved to know the truth about his son and the man he was going to be spending the rest of his very long life with.

Key suspected Kelvin knew what he would do, but had given up attempting to convince him otherwise. They had that weird mind connection going on, so Kelvin would know the very second Key told Charles the truth. Speaking of connections…

Can you hear me?

Yes.

Key screamed and sat up, staring down at Kelvin. “How long have you been listening in?”

“It’s not like I do it all the time. I don’t get my diary out and pencil in ‘at two I must listen to Key’s thoughts’.”

“Fuck off.” Key struggled to hide his smile, so he stood instead and pulled his boxer briefs on. It was a good comeback, and now Kelvin knew what he thought.

“No, I don’t.”

Key burst out laughing and flipped Kelvin off, who reacted by laughing himself. “Beer?”

“Would be nice after I’ve been to the bathroom to, er, clean-up.”

“Yeah, clean-up’s a pain in the ass.” Key grinned as Kelvin moaned.

“No, that wasn’t funny.”

“What do you mean? I’m a funny guy.” He didn’t hear anything other than the bathroom door shutting. Grabbing two beers out of the fridge, Key turned and screamed. Only nothing came out. One second he was in his living room, and the next he was in some dark, dank cell being thrown against the wall. “So much for all the security they installed,” he grumbled as he lay slumped on the floor.

A man, or vampire going by the fangs, crouched next to him and stared. Key swallowed hard. “Er, hi?”

He grabbed Key’s hair and dragged him up, causing Key to grab the man’s wrist. Fuck, it hurt. The man slammed himagainst the wall and leaned in so close their noses almost touched.

“So you’re his mate.” Key watched the man’s nostrils flare as he inhaled. “And now you’re mine.”

“Maxim?”

“Jax. Now we know each other. I’m going to torture you until you tell me everything you know.”

“I don’t know anything!” Fuck, torture? No. Just no. “He mated me against my will. I said no, and he did it anyway.”

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