“Clearly, I needed to come by and make sure that my brother’s virtue was still intact,” Marcus added before turning to Ace and giving him a glare. “We all know that my brother doesn’t exactly have the greatest taste when it comes to men.”
Caden burst out laughing behind Marcus.
Ace gave his brother the finger. He loved him and hated him both at the same time.
“I think his virtue ran off the moment he hit puberty,” Lucas mumbled under his breath.
“Hey!” Ace objected, turning toward his best friend in utter shock. “I thought you were supposed to be my friend?”
“I am. Nothing wrong with having slutty friends.”
“When did this become all about me?” Ace asked, turning back to face his brother and then to his favorite sex toy.
Calling Blade his boyfriend just didn’t feel right.
His partner? Love slave? Dick for life?
What do you call a man you have loved your entire life, can’t imagine not growing old with, and with whom you have shared the most incredible, mind-blowing, ass-altering, fuck sessions of your life?
“Boyfriend” just didn’t do the smirking god justice.
“Okay, can we all turn our attention back to the gigantic man-child lying half-dead in the hospital bed?” Ace suggested, trying to divert the attention back to the sexy biker he couldn’t wait to get home.
“I agree. I’m tired of hearing about my little bro’s perverted sex life,” Marcus responded, stepping up next to Blade’s bed. “So, how are you doing, human pincushion?”
Blade chuckled and shrugged. “Asshole. Doesn’t hurt. I’m ready to get up and hit the casino.”
They all chuckled.
Marcus placed a loving hand on Blade’s forearm.
“Of course you are. The doc says you’re good to go in a few days. They just want to make sure that your intestines don’t fall out of that open hole in your side.”
“Psht. It’s barely a nick,” Blade responded.
“That’s true. It’s hard for any blade to penetrate all that solid muscle you got there,” Marcus added, giving his buddy a slight smile. “In the meantime, I’m going to get Nikolai to start spreading rumors that you are interested in leaving the Shadow Vipers and possibly joining the Cyanyd Kings. Hopefully, word will reach the crew, and someone there will reach out to you.”
“Yeah, that’s a good idea. Then we take out the big boss and his crew all at once. And finally, get Chester justice for his son’s death.”
Ace wasn’t so sure how he felt about using his…favorite husband?Big-dick daddy?—they all still sounded wrong—as bait.
“In the meantime, we thought you might be up for a game of poker,” Marcus said, pulling out a deck of cards from his back pocket and reaching for a chair next to Blade’s bed.
It appeared that his brother’s desire to shoot Blade in the face had passed.
29
BLADE
It had been five full days in a crowded hospital room filled with foul-mouthed biker dudes who refused to leave his side, claiming that they weren't interested in hitting any of the casinos or doing anything even remotely fun in Vegas.
The guys were terrible liars.
Terrible, terrible liars.
But Blade loved that his brothers were there by his side. Even the ones who stayed back in New Mexico videoconferenced in and had virtual chill sessions with Blade and the boys.
Alexis and Jake went on about the tattoo parlor that opened up across the street. They were thinking about getting matching tattoos but didn’t want to get anything too corny or “spousy,” as they put it.