Page 59 of The Devil's Mercy

“You’ll bond with us now or later,” Titus declared. “It makes no difference when, so why put off the inevitable?” He slammed Cal down on his cock and rocked his hips, ensuring he hit all those spots inside of him that made him feel like he was being electrocuted.

“If it doesn’t make a difference,” Calix somehow found it in him to argue, “then why can’t you give me more time?”

“If you don’t love me now, you won’t ever,” Titus retaliated. “Isn’t that what you said to me earlier, little monster?”

Shit.

“I…didn’t…”

“What? No longer confident you can resist me?”

Calix was only vaguely aware that he was crying, tears pooling down his face to wet his cheeks, but he couldn’t tell if it was due to the conversation, the sense of helplessness he was experiencing, or the overstimulation of having his hole pounded and his dick sucked at once.

“I don’t even know you,” he ended up saying, which, in hindsight, was probably the worst thing he could have said.

Because, truthfully, he did know Titus Mercer. He knew him very well, in fact.

How could he not, when the monstrous side of Calix recognized the monstrous side of the director?

He didn’t need to know boring details like where the guy's family was or if he was still close with his mom. Didn’t need to know what Titus stayed up doing at night or if he liked spicy food more than sweet food.

When he thought of falling for someone, none of those things had ever come to mind. All he’d ever wanted was for someone to look at him without disgust. To accept him for who he truly was.

To hurt him when he wanted it and scold him when he needed.

Being owned by a man he hardly knew wasn’t the problem.

No, the issue here was Calix. Pure and simple.

“I can never be what you want me to be,” he confessed.

Aodhan made a choking sound, but didn’t let up, the look in his eyes turning almost pitying when Cal risked glancing down at him.

“All right,” Titus said, and there was something chilling in his tone Calix had never heard before. “I see the kind route isn’tworking. Since you’re unwilling, allow me to show you that I can be demonic enough for all three of us.”

“What—” The sounds on the other side of the glass changed so suddenly, it caught Cal off guard. He lifted his head just in time to see the chaos shift from carnal to bloodlust, moans turning to screams of rage as the people outside turned on one another.

They clawed and bit, some tearing huge chunks of flesh off the partners they’d just been mindlessly fucking seconds prior. Blood exploded in bursts, covering clothing and naked bodies, fists swinging and battle cries echoing in the air.

A man scrambled up to the two-way mirror and started pounding on the glass, his flaccid dick dangling between meaty thighs. It took Calix a second to recognize it was Mr. Edwarz. Before the man who’d bid on the sylar could do any sort of damage to the glass separating them, he was pulled back into the fray by three men and taken to the ground.

One bent over and used his teeth to tear the man’s cock off, spitting the severed appendage to the side.

Calix squeezed his eyes shut, the mouth sucking on his dick no longer as welcomed as it’d been before.

“He won’t hurt you like that,” Titus reassured, roughly grabbing Calix’s jaw and shaking his head until his eyes popped open again. “I’ve only altered things out there. You’re safe, so long as you stay with us. Keep watching, baby. This is your doing.”

“No.” Cal refused to take responsibility for this. “This is a nightmare. Make it stop.”

“The people we like have already gone,” Aodhan pulled off Cal’s dick with a loud slurp and said. He traced the scars on the inside of Cal’s thigh. “I wish these were gone as well. You’d look so much better with our names carved into your flesh, righthere, as close to your intimate parts as we can get. You liked it when I carved that A. If only I had a knife right now.”

Calix shivered. “I thought you said it only affected the outside.”

Titus grunted. “That’s just Aodhan being Aodhan and you know it. He’s not being influenced by me.”

The doctor clicked his tongue. “Should I tell you a secret?”

Cal wasn’t sure, but it wasn’t really a question anyway.

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