Chapter 3
SHEP
MY TONE SHOULD’VE had Theo thinking twice about his next words. He knew better than to push me too far, and yet he lifted his chin in defiance anyway.
“I said”—he pushed me back—“how’s it feel to be tossed aside for two younger guys?”
I’d heard him the first time, but now I saw red.
“Motherfucking piece of shit…” I shoved him against the wall so hard it knocked the breath out of him, but it only made him smile.
“Do it. Hit me. I dare you.”
I wanted to. With the haze of rage clouding my vision it would be easy to demolish that smug, attractive face. But then I’d be sending him out into the world unrecognizable, and that would invite too many questions.
Theo ducked out of my grasp, and then his shoulder nailed my stomach as he drove me back like a linebacker.
Jesus, I always forgot how strong and quick the bastard was. Though he’d never full-on attacked me or any of our brothers before, I’d seen him in action plenty of times, and I wasn’t about to let him get the upper hand. Once Theo knocked someone to the ground, it was game over for his opponent.
Before my back hit the wall, I wrestled myself out of his grip and shoved him off me.
“Dammit, Theo, this is not the time—”
He lunged for me again, his hard body colliding with mine. We barely missed ramming into the mirror, knocking into the edge of the couch instead, but all it did was slide the furniture back a few feet.
Jesus, he was fucking insane. But that was the problem with Theo. He didn’t think before he reacted, just lashed out, and while I was usually the levelheaded one, he had pushed me too far.
I grabbed hold of his lapels and lurched to my feet, muscling him back with all the fury racing through me. When his back hit the wall, I kept coming until my leg was between his and my weight was holding him in place, knowing if I gave an inch he’d take full advantage.
“Calm the fuck down,” I ordered him.
But it was too late. Theo’s switch had been flicked, and his eyes glittered with deranged excitement. I could feel his heart thudding against my hand as I pinned him to the wall, and when he lunged at me, I grabbed hold of his jaw.
Fucker had always gotten off on a good fight, but when he turned his head and bit down into the flesh between my thumb and index finger, I cursed and ripped my hand away, hauling him off the wall and spinning him to face the brick.
“You fucking animal,” I growled, my breath heaving as I crowded into the unruly man under me.
Theo planted his hands on the wall and shoved back into me, his ass grazing over the zipper of my pants, and it wasn’t until that exact moment I realized…I was hard.
And so did he.
A dark chuckle rumbled out of Theo as he repeated the move, taunting me with malicious delight, and I reached for his shoulder and shoved him so his cheek was flat against the brick.
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to remember why I was there: to find Theo and deliver him to the altar for his brother’s wedding. Not to—
“I fuck like an animal too.”
My cock punched against the confines of my pants, the savage promise teasing my aching dick in a way I didn’t know was possible.
“You’re thinking about it.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I snapped, because I was thinking about it. Now it was all I could think about as I stared at the back of his dark hair, the broad outline of his shoulders in that suit, and the way he was spreading his legs a little wider for me.
It would be so easy to unzip and slide—
“How long’s it been, Shep?” Theo rubbed back on me, and all the annoyance and fury that had been radiating through me morphed into pure frustration.
“Weeks? Months? Years?” When I didn’t respond, he let out a mocking whistle.
“Wow, King really did a number on you, didn’t he? While he went off and found two—”
With a growl, I muscled him against the wall even harder, cutting him off, but all that did was remind my aching cock of the truth of his words.
It had been too long, though I wasn’t giving anyone the satisfaction of thinking my abstinence was because of King.
Or the two brats he’d taken into his bed.
Theo reached back for my hand and brought it around to stroke his covered cock, and the second I felt the way it pulsated beneath my grasp, so hard he had to be close to bursting out of his dress pants, I knew I was fucked.
Or, rather, he was, because I wasn’t leaving this room now without the sweet release his ass promised.
I shoved his hand away, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of being in control. He’d started this shit, and now he was going to have to deal with my terms.
I unbuttoned his pants and shoved them down past his ass before unzipping my own.
The rush of emotions flowing through me overrode any rational thought, but I was past the point of caring now.
My mouth watered at the two plump ass cheeks pushing back against my dick, begging for me to get between them.
“Stop thinking,” Theo said, “and fuck me. Or would you rather I ask King—”
I didn’t let him get out the rest before I spread his cheeks apart, lined my cock up against his hot hole, and shoved inside him.
That shut him up. He was too busy gasping for breath at my intrusion to hound me anymore, and I was too lost in how his ass choked my cock to care.
Cursing, I forced myself to move past how good he felt, because now wasn’t the time to linger. He was just a body to use and punish, and he’d asked for every bit of this.
Too bad he was such an instigator that my being balls deep inside him—without lube—didn’t keep his mouth shut for long.
“Come on, Shep,” he said on a ragged breath. “Fuck me like you mean it. Or don’t you wanna teach me a lesson?”
Keeping a bruising grip on his hip, I reached up with my other hand to pin him by the back of the neck against the wall. An impish smile curled his mouth, but he no longer had the ability to talk, to move, to do anything other than take what I gave him.
“I don’t remember asking for your assistance,” I said by his ear. “So how about you do us both a favor and shut your fucking mouth?”
I pulled my hips back a fraction and, before Theo could even try to respond, rammed home. A loud curse splintered the air as I tunneled back inside him with no thought other than how damn good he felt surrounding my dick.
Goddamn it. Of all the things I should be doing to him right now, fucking his brains out wasn’t on the list. But as his body swallowed mine, and the ball-tingling pleasure of being lost in a tight, hot hole flooded my system, I couldn’t bring myself to stop…or care.
Responsibilities be damned. It was too late now. I’d crossed a line, one I knew was going to be difficult to come back from. It wasn’t just that he was a fellow King. He was also the most unhinged. The most unpredictable.
If I was going to break the rules, why couldn’t it have been with someone less volatile?
But as I shoved forward again and bottomed out, I gnashed my teeth together at the toe-curling pleasure. Then I reached around him and took hold of his cock.
“Fuck yes,” he muttered, and pushed through my fist. “Give me something to fuck.”
“I told you to shut up,” I muttered, slicking his pre-cum up his length. But of course he didn’t listen.
“If that’s what you wanted, then your dick is in the wrong place.”
My balls tightened at the idea of stuffing it between his shit-talking lips. How satisfying it would be to choke him for real with my cock. But since this was never going to happen again, I had to be satisfied with destroying his ass.
Giving his length several punishing pulls, I railed at him—in him—like I never had before. His goading invitation was all I needed to take this moment we never should’ve been taking.
But hell if I was about to stop now.
The scent of sex was heady as it swirled in the room, and when Theo reached down and covered my hand where I was milking him, I leaned forward and said by his ear, “I can fuck like an animal too.”