Chapter 40 #2
He doesn’t respond, just keeps walking away. His words, You’re smart, Ayden, ringing loudly in my ear. Yeah, there was definitely something dead in there.
I press the phone to my ear, and say, “Hello?”
I’m completely thrown when it isn’t a girl on the other end, but an extremely deep, burly voice. “Hi. What’s your name?”
I swallow hard and turn toward the lake. From here, a small island rises in the middle, blocking the view of Starlight Peak, though I know it’s just beyond, maybe a mile up.
“Ayden, from Wildhart.”
“Ayden from Wildhart, are you familiar with stitching up wounds?”
Heat rushes through me. Remembering my search on him—his missing family—that question sends a chill straight to my core.
“I’m an ICU nurse. Of course I am. What… do you need sutured?”
“Thank fuck. You’re lucky, sweetheart.” I’m positive I hear mumbling in the background.
I wet my lips. “Excuse me?”
“Not talking to you. Can you come sew me up? We’ve had a mishap, and I’d rather not die today.”
Oh shit.
I bolt up the stairs. “Call an ambulance! Why are you asking your neighbors?!” Even as I say it, I’m already grabbing our first aid kit.
“That’s complicated. I hear you running. So you’ll help?”
“Well… yes! Of course.”
“Good. Because if I die, so does she.”
My heart leaps into my throat. “Excuse me?”
“I’m not going to stab her, like she did me.” Muffled screaming buzzes in the background. “Settle your ass down. This is on you.” He releases a very frustrated sigh. “Look. She’s tied up, and will stay that way until I’m not at risk of dying. If I die, she starves to death.”
I mumble because the urge to say ‘I’ll just call the police’ is at the tip of my tongue.
“And no. There will be no finding her.”
His wife and daughter…
“So come save my life, and I’ll save hers.”
What the fuck is wrong with these neighbors…
“Alright. I’m coming.”
The last twenty-four hours have completely knocked me out. From the moment I went over to help Mr. D—Ezra—until passing out the next day, it’s all a blur.
I told Keoni everything that happened, and saying he wasn’t pleased is an understatement. The box incident. Helping Starlight. He nearly left work, but I convinced him I was fine.
Stitching up Ezra wasn’t hard. He claimed Jayde accidentally tripped with a butcher knife and drove it straight into his thigh.
Yeah, I’m not stupid—that wasn’t an accident.
I would have called the police immediately, but he made me wait in his massive entryway while he brought out the woman, who is about my age, to prove he meant what he said about letting her go.
She seemed sheepish about the whole thing, even apologizing to both Ezra and me over and over. As I was leaving, she rushed out and begged me not to call the police.
Levi’s words—We want this community quiet—echoed in my head, and I agreed not to.
I shouldn’t be so calm about this, but here I am.
I fell asleep scrolling through social media and news articles about Ezra’s case. People are brutal. No wonder he’s a recluse. I would be too with how they’ve hung him out as the criminal.
Maybe he did do it, but, based on my one interaction with Ezra, my gut tells me he didn’t. Don’t ask me why, just, a feeling I guess.
I tried to stay awake until Keoni got home, but obviously failed—since I’m only just starting to come to now.
Though… why?
A soft groan drifts into my ear, warm breath brushing the nape of my neck. As my body slowly aligns with my waking mind, I register the sudden, unmistakable fullness inside me.
“Ayden,” Keo groans through my name. “Fuck, you feel so goddamn good.”
His hand finds my cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. The sudden wave of euphoria makes me gasp and arch, heart racing and every nerve on fire.
We’d talked about this, and it was one of my fantasies I wanted to try.
“K-Keo…” My word comes out raspy, and I immediately try to swallow.
He suddenly bottoms out in me, and I choke on a moan. His arm wraps around my neck, and with my mouth wide open, he slides two fingers in.
“You like waking up to my cock inside you, sunshine?” he asks breathlessly.
I nod, and suck his digits. It causes me to drool around them.
His lips meet my shoulder before biting, sucking, and licking across my sensitive skin. He’s holding himself inside me without moving, but he never stops from stroking my full length that’s somehow soaked, twisting his wrist and feeling every inch of me.
“I’m so close. You’ve been taking my cock so fucking good. I don’t know how I lasted even a second inside you.”
Goosebumps cross every point of my body, and I’m a moaning, drooling mess.
He then pulls back and thrusts hard into me. I can feel the pulsing of his cock—it’s maddening, and I love every inch of it. When he releases a loud, unfiltered groan, he once again bottoms out. The pressure of his cum filling me, has me whimpering around his fingers I’m nearly biting on.
“Holy fuck,” he says breathlessly.
He releases me and turns away, but continues small, back-and-forth movements with his hips. He still stretches me, and I just want him to stay there forever, even after I’ve come.
When he moves back, he slides out, but I’m not empty for long. A cold object presses against me, and soon I’m filled again. It’s not as wide as he is, but it maintains the sensation.
As he catches his breath, he rolls me onto my back. “I love when you’re filled with me,” he murmurs. The moment his lips wrap around my cock, the toy inside me begins to vibrate.
My back lifts from the bed, which causes me to thrust forward. I don’t think he expected that, because he gags, his throat closing around me.
The vibration, combined with his fervent attention, sends my orgasm climbing to an unexpected peak.
“Oh f-fuck, I’m going to come. Keo—baby, please.”
That only drives him to work harder, deeper, more deliberate strokes. In less than two passes, I’m a quivering mess. My climax hits so hard I watch it spill from the corners of his mouth.
My legs shake, my body soon too pliant to keep my knees up.
He moves over me, a devious smile on his face. I’m breathing heavily as his thumb hooks over my chin, tilting my mouth wider. He leans in, lips parting, and I watch as my cum drips from the tip of his tongue down onto mine.
The hunger in his eyes as he watches my cum slide toward the back of my throat, has chills of pleasure rippling down my spine.
He lets me go and demands, “Swallow.” I don’t even hesitate and immediately do as he says. “Good boy.”
He leans forward, kissing me until we both yawn, wrapped in each other’s arms, and drifting back to sleep.