28. Chapter 28
Having no fucking patience, I put the gun to the sobbing man’s head and emptied the entire clip into him.
Blood, bone, and brain matter spattered fucking everywhere.
His face was no longer recognizable as human.
Now it was just meat. He was a serial rapist who the judge let off with a slap on the wrist, and he deserved every bullet I gave to him.
How much time did Thomas need to ‘ think ?’ I tried to be understanding. I tried to make sense of it. What did he need to think about? We belonged together and were bound, so nothing else should’ve mattered. But it’d been four days now, and I was losing patience.
I also wasn’t stupid. I knew Sid was sending me out on jobs to keep me distracted from Thomas.
It worked for a little while, but when the job was done, I got hyper-focused on him again.
It took all my self-control to keep from texting him or hounding him.
Sid made it clear that if I wanted to keep Thomas, I had to give him time and space.
I was also itching to be inside him again, but I had to hold back. Not that he gave me a damn choice.
“Fuck,” I growled under my breath and left the man’s corpse where it lay as I headed home.
After I got back to my place, I wasn’t in the mood for anything nutritious, so I opened my pantry and pulled out a box of brown sugar and cinnamon Pop-Tarts.
I’d always had a craving for junk food and sugar, but to stay fit, I had to force myself to eat healthily.
I ate four of them with a root beer before I headed to my room to shower.
Once I was clean, I fell into my bed, still naked, enjoying the cold sheets beneath me.
I sighed, feeling… agitated. My condo was too empty.
Thomas and Annie were supposed to have moved in already.
I was restless and needed to do… something, but I didn’t have anything to do, and pacing was boring.
I could’ve worked out, but the gym was closed.
I had a small gym down the hall, but I didn’t feel like it.
I swiped a palm over my cock and closed my eyes, recalling the memories of our chase. The night I hunted Thomas down and fucked the hell out of him. I wanted more of that. The need to own him and claim him again was overwhelming, and I was desperate for sex.
Before Thomas, I would watch porn and jack off almost every night. But sex was highly gratifying, so I didn’t need it every day since he came into my life.
I took several deep breaths to focus as my grip tightened around my length, stroking myself languidly. My mind wandered to the hunt, my heart rate jacking up to exciting levels, Thomas running, but once I caught him, he begged me to mark him like an animal.
My chest heaved as I got aroused, and the pressure quickly built around my groin and up my spine. That was what Thomas did for me. Thoughts of him quickly pushed me to the brink, when before it would take me too long to come.
“ Bite me. Choke me ,” Thomas said in my thoughts.
My hand snaked around his throat, and I squeezed as I bit into his shoulder. Thomas begged for more as I pounded into his tight ass, so I gave him more, biting harder, pumping faster, and squeezing tighter.
He’s mine, mine, mine…
I recalled all the noises he always made. The grunts, whimpers, and moans mingled with his pants and the slapping of our flesh.
My balls drew up, and I exploded all over my hand and stomach. I moved my hand faster and faster to prolong the climax, but it was soon over.
Too fucking soon.
I needed Thomas.
After I cleaned myself up, I crawled back into bed to try to sleep. But as I shut my eyes, my phone, charging on my nightstand, buzzed.
I snagged it and saw it was Sid calling.
Dammit, not another fucking job. I was tired of the distractions. I needed to get Thomas back .
“I’m not doing another job,” I said as soon as I answered.
Sid chuckled. “No job this time.”
I sit up, my heart speeding up again, and I squeeze the phone tightly. “Is he ready to talk to me?”
“He is.”
“Why didn’t he just call me?”
“Because I told him I wanted to talk to you first.”
I stiffened, feeling a lecture coming on, and I was already on my last leg of patience.
“If you’re going to tell me to be nice to him, save your breath, Sid. Of course I will. He belongs to me.”
“I also know you’ve been very agitated. But I’m not calling about that. I want you to try to understand why Thomas needed time. He’ll tell you, too, but you’ll be too hyper-focused on him to listen.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose and took deeper breaths. The quicker you get this over with, the sooner you can get to Thomas . “Fine, out with it.”
“Tell him your story, East. He needs to hear it right now. Thomas loves you, but there’s fear there, and regret for what he’s done.
Dalton already told you to find a way to relate to him.
If you want to keep him as yours, you need to give him more than gifts and sex.
” Sid chuckled on the other end as I tapped my fingers on my free hand.
“He says that it’s your love language, but Thomas is sensitive like Luca.
He’ll need more from you, eventually. You’re going to have to open up to him.
That trust you show him with your story will mean everything. ”
“But it’s old news. It doesn’t matter anymore. ”
“It’s not like you to lie to me, East. It will matter to him, and it still matters to you. If it didn’t, you would’ve told him everything already.”
“Will he come back to me then?”
“He’s ready to come back to you now, but as I said, he’s going to need more.
Give him a piece of yourself. Tell him why you need him so much.
And don’t lie to me again and tell me it’s transactional.
If it were, you would’ve been bored with him already.
It’s not like you to stick it out for him as he’s been processing the past few days.
Clearly, you get more out of it than just the sex. ”
“Okay,” I breathed. “I’ll tell him.”
“You’re still really young, East. Eventually, you’ll get the hang of things. But you must be doing something right because Thomas truly cares about you. You two shouldn’t work, but you do, so I want to see you both thrive in this relationship. You both deserve it.”
I wasn’t sure how to do more than I already was, but I trusted Sid. If he felt I needed to open up, then I would. He was right about one thing. It was more than just sex with Thomas. When they took him from me… Deep breaths . I still had a life to take for that.
“Have we found Gregory Ivanov yet?”
“No, he and his family vanished shortly after we infiltrated the warehouse. We’ll get him. Layla is searching high and low. When we do, we’ll find him and make him pay.”
“Good. Now I’m off to talk to Thomas.”
“Not tonight.”
“Dammit! Why not?”
“Because it’s after midnight. Let him get his rest and go see him in the morning. ”
“I really don’t like you sometimes.”
Sid burst out laughing. “You do. You just don’t like everything I have to tell you. Get some sleep.”
With that, he hung up.
Of course, now I was too impatient to sleep.
Exercise, it is then .
I paced by the front door of the small home in Falls Church, waiting for Thomas to answer. When he finally did, I scanned him up and down before grabbing his face and pulling him into a kiss, full of tongue. His hands gripped my forearms as he kissed me back.
When we pulled away, his lips glistened with saliva, and his eyes were still closed. Then his mouth tugged into a smile, popping those damn dimples. His lids slowly opened, exposing his bright blue eyes, still surrounded in green, yellow, and purple from the bruising.
“I missed you, too, Superman,” he said, letting me go and stepping back to let me in.
I walked inside to the smell of brewing coffee filling the air, my hands shoved into the pockets of my jeans, and my fingers tapping.
“I tried to be patient,” I said when we stepped into the kitchen. Annie was at the table eating a bowl of cereal.
“Hey, Easton,” she said, waving.
“Hey. ”
“Annie, can you eat that in your room? Would you mind? I need to talk to Easton privately,” Thomas said.
She rolled her eyes dramatically, but got up, taking her cereal with her.
Once the door slammed, Thomas headed to the refrigerator. “I’m sorry I don’t have any chai for you, but I have root beer?”
“I’m fine.”
“Okay.”
Thomas poured himself a cup of coffee, doctored it, and sat down at the table. I’d been planning what I was going to say to him, but now my mind just went blank as I reeled in my frustration for waiting so long to see him. Getting upset with him went against everything Sid had told me.
“I’m sorry I took so long,” he finally said, slowly turning his mug on the table before blowing on the hot coffee and taking a tentative sip.
“Everything was really hard to process because I wasn’t sure what to do about any of it.
I’m still a little messed up in the head after what happened to Annie and me, and that I actually killed someone, but I’m so grateful you saved us.
If I hadn’t known you, we probably would’ve ended up being someone’s plaything or dead. ”
Suddenly, Sid’s words simply clicked.
I sat next to Thomas and took his hand in mine. “Little Rabbit.” He smiled sweetly at that. “It’s odd to say. Every time I do, I think of Luca’s stuffed rabbit. But it also suits you and… you like it.”
“I do. It makes me feel loved.”