Page 24 of UnWholly Angels
“Clearly she doesn’t trust you enough or she would have said something by now,” I scoffed, running my palm along the side of my face and shaking my head in disbelief. “Fucking Christ. Thank you, Nicholas.”
He stalked toward me, and I started to feel cornered by the movement, but I swallowed it down.
“Angel, you have to make this work. Maya is quite literally your other half. We all know it. Look, you don't have to like her or even fall in love again…just keep her safe. Please,” Nick pleaded.
I sighed heavily, my shoulders drooping at his words as I stared at the ground. “I’ve already tried that. If I couldn’t keep her safe then, how can I protect her now?” I muttered.
Within seconds, Nick’s callused fingers were on the back of my neck, gripping tightly as he forced me to meet his gaze. “Cut the shit, King,” he ordered, and my blood instantly began to boil. “I know this is a lot for you, and it’s ripping open old wounds. But we wouldn’t have done it without being absolutely sure youbothcould handle it. If anyone can bring Maya the justice she deserves, it’s you. So, stop feeling sorry for yourself and step the fuck up.”
My eyes narrowed as I stared at Nick, who knew damn well I would not tolerate his attempt at dominance for long. “And howwould you suggest I do that, Nicholas?” I hissed, straightening to my full height and raising one eyebrow.
He held my gaze, trying to stay in control of this situation, but I could see his submissive nature straining to take over.
“You’re gonna keep your snide remarks to yourself, build Maya up, then sit her on a throne where she belongs and grovel at her fucking feet,” he informed me. I groaned as his free hand skimmed along my hardening dick through my jeans. I wouldn’t be able to play along much longer, and Nick could tell. Leaning closer, he trailed his tongue along the shell of my ear and whispered, “Be nice to Maya in the bedroom, and I’ll be such a good boy for you in return.”
That was my breaking point. Pushing Nick back, I glared at him as my hands moved to the buttons of his shirt. “Are you saying I’m not nice, Lux?” I questioned him, using his nickname to establish my control. I moved painstakingly slowly, undoing each of his shirt buttons one by one until it hung open from his shoulders. He bit his lip, his breathing quickening as I shoved his shirt over his shoulders and onto the floor. Our eyes locked, and I watched him war with his submissive side, like he wasn’t quite done instigating me. “Such harsh words for someone who seems to prefer when I’m mean,” I growled. “What makes you think I can’t be nice?”
Lux shivered beneath my touch as I claimed his mouth hungrily, taking his bottom lip between my teeth and biting down hard. He whimpered and seemed to mull over his reply for a moment.
“I don’t think she plays like me and Chloe…at least not yet. She’s still too broken,” he explained.
I couldn’t stop the smirk from coming as my hand moved to my belt, undoing it and yanking it from the loops with ease. “Broken things are still fun to play with. I don’t hearyou complaining,” I mused. He was almost to the edge of my tolerance for his behavior, a line he seldom chose to cross.
Straightening his spine, Lux met my gaze defiantly. With one final surge of confidence, he challenged me, “You won’t just break her. You’ll wind up completely ruining her. And even then, it won’t be enough for you.” Holding his head high, Lux walked over to the wall and braced himself against it, knowing his luck had just run out.
The smooth leather of the belt cracked between my hands before I let one side drop to the floor. I could hear his shuddered breaths, his body tensing as he waited for the impact. No matter how bratty he tried to be, Lux always fell back to submission. He came to me for dominance, and I obliged him every time.
“I think becoming a family man has ruined you, Lux,” I taunted. “You seem to have forgotten your place. Should I remind you?”
“Please, King.”
I fisted the leather in my hand, the buckle pressing into my palm, when a sudden movement caught my attention. Glancing to my right, my eyes landed on a familiar face pressed against the window. I could see her slender fingers wrapped around her eyes as she tried to peer in and see the show. It gave me an idea, and my lip twitched, giving way to a menacing smirk.
If Maya wants a show, I’ll give her one.
A surprised whimper left Lux as I wrapped the belt around his neck suddenly. I latched it into the fourth hole and placed a hand on his shoulder with a menacing chuckle.
“Face me, Lux,” I demanded. He obeyed immediately, and a grin stretched across my face. I would have to be careful tonight. We had a game coming up, which meant I couldn’t be too rough with my favorite toy. “It seems a sneaky little voyeur came to play. Should we give Maya a show?” I asked, tilting my head toward the window.
Lux followed my movement until he caught sight of Maya. His eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly smirked and turned his gaze back to the floor where it belonged. “Yes,” he answered. “Please make an example out of me, King.”
“Good boy,” I praised. “On your knees.” Lux immediately dropped to the ground, waiting for his next direction. “Now take out my cock. Show me how nice youcan be.” Peering down at him, my tongue slid through my lips and wet them slightly as Lux pulled my dick through the slit in my pants. I yanked up on the belt impatiently, forcing his lips to wrap around my cock.
His hot mouth was no match for the nip of the cold winter air, wet and hot against my sensitive skin. His hand wrapped around the base while his tongue licked up my length, making sure to flick the head before taking me deeper in his throat.
“Shit…just like that,” I moaned, my free hand moving to the back of his head while the other tightened the belt again, guiding Lux up and down my shaft at the pace I needed. Spit dripped from the corner of his mouth as I hit the back of his throat, his eyes watering as he struggled for air. My eyes rolled as he hollowed his cheeks, and I turned back to the window to lock eyes with Maya. She hadn’t moved; her gaze was fixed on the way Lux kneeled before me, and I knew she realized it would be her in that position very soon.
Determination swept over me, and I dropped the belt, using both hands to hold Lux still against the base of my dick. Moaning around my cock, he gagged, begging for air with his eyes, though he knew it wouldn’t come. I reveled in the way his throat pulsed around me and sucked me in further the more he fought for air.
“I’m going to come, and you’re going to take it all,” I groaned, only pulling him off for a moment before I drove back into his mouth. His fingernails dug into my thighs, causing tiny trickles of blood to run down my legs. “We always call your wife our whore, but who's really hot and needy for my cock, Lux?” Imoaned. With a grunt and one last thrust, I stilled as my balls tightened before emptying into his throat.
Once I was finished, I quickly pulled out and stepped back. The artery in Nick’s temple throbbed each time he heaved, drawing in as much oxygen as he could with each breath while I stuffed my cock back where it belonged.
Unlatching the belt from his neck, I realized it had left a slight patch of purple bruising; he’d need to ice it for a bit. “Shit, I’m sorry,” I exclaimed. “I’ll bring an extra neck guard to the game if you need one.”
He waved me off, and I took his hand, helping him stand on unsteady feet. I shook my head, staying silent while looping my belt back through my pants, but Nick broke the silence quickly.
“What’s Rocco’s infatuation with her, anyway? I mean, she doesn’t want him. Why not just walk away?” he asked with genuine curiosity.
