Chapter 9
MICAH
“Ishouldn’t have brought them here,” I tell Hawk. “It was a mistake.”
He guides me past steam rooms, pools, and showers, leading me deeper into the maze of Lumen. We haven’t bothered putting our towels back on after the hot tub, our semi-hard dicks swinging between our legs. The only things we wear are our flip-flops and wristbands.
“Don’t beat yourself up, man. They made their own call coming here.”
“Yeah, because I challenged them. They were finally starting to treat me like part of the team. But now... fuck, I’ll never hear the end of it.”
“I’m gonna be honest with you, Micah. Every guy who steps into Lumen is at least a little curious. I don’t think they came just because of that bet.”
“You think so?”
“I’m sure of it.”
“Hmm.”
Hawk stops in his tracks and places a big, warm hand on my shoulder.
“Hey. Forget about them for now. I’m gonna take good care of you, okay? Real good. And I promise you won’t have time to worry about your friends, not when I’m balls-deep inside you.”
I gulp and meet his hazel eyes.
There’s something dark and dangerous about Hawk.
From his shaved head to the muscles stretching under his tattoos, and the small scar above his right eyebrow.
But at the same time, he seems like the most loyal guy in the world—the kind who’d throw himself in front of a bus to protect someone.
The way he stood up for me earlier... I felt cared for.
Like he’d fight tooth and nail to keep me safe.
How can someone be both a predator and a protector?
“That a promise or a threat?” I tease.
He grins. “Depends how you look at it.”
“Where are you bringing me, anyway?”
“Just a little farther. Trust me, you’ll love it.”
We reach the end of a narrow hallway, where red-filtered lights cast everything in a crimson glow. The sound of flip-flops slapping against wet tiles grows louder as we approach—guys roaming the halls, hunting for their next piece of ass.
It gives me a rush to be wandering around naked, surrounded by the sounds and smells of sex.
“Welcome to the Red Zone, Micah,” Hawk says as we step through an archway into a massive chamber.
A shallow pool sits at the center, maybe six inches deep, its surface rippling with reflections of red light. Marble statues line the perimeter, Greek gods with perfect bodies frozen in various poses. In one corner, a leather sling hangs from a steel frame, the chains gleaming in the low light.
All around the room, men are going at it. In the pool, on the stairs, against the statues. Moans, grunts, and the wet smacking of flesh on flesh echo off the walls, the smell of musk and cum thick in the air.
It’s the hottest, filthiest thing I’ve ever seen. If I weren’t rock-hard already, the atmosphere alone would get me there in seconds.
“Wow,” I manage.
“Yeah. Pretty amazing, right? Not many places where you can let loose like this.”
“It’s like a fantasy come to life.”
“I knew you’d like it,” he whispers in my ear. “So, you wanna enjoy the show for a bit, or make our own?”
I glance over at the sling, waiting for someone to climb in.
“Let’s put that thing to good use.”
“Damn, Micah, you’re an eager one, aren’t ya?” Hawk’s hand slides down to my lower back and gives my ass a squeeze. “Alright, hop in, then.”
And I do.
I cross through the warm water of the pool, its surface rippling around my calves, and head toward the far left corner of the room, climbing up the short steps.
There, I grab the sling’s chains and ease myself down onto the leather seat.
It feels surprisingly sturdy, and when I push down with my weight, the whole thing sways.
My legs and arms dangle on either side of me, and it takes a bit of adjusting to get comfortable, but once I find the right position, it feels natural.
Like a hammock.
Hawk stands before me, his muscular body glowing in the red light, a big smirk on his face.
“Comfy?”
“Very.”
“Good.”
He grabs my ankles and hooks them into the leather straps, raising my legs and spreading them wide. My hole is on full display now, and his eyes lock onto it with a hungry gleam.
“Mm, look at that sweet ass. It’s winking at me, Micah. Begging for my cock.”
I’ve never felt more exposed, more vulnerable, or more turned on in my life. My heart thuds in my chest, and I lick my dry lips, anticipation coiling in my stomach.
“You’ve been fucked before, right, Micah?” he asks, rubbing the slick, hairless skin around my asshole.
I hesitate. The truth is... no. I’ve never been penetrated. The one time I came to Lumen, nothing happened.
I’ve fooled around on my own, sure. Fingers, a plug, whatever I could get my hands on. But a real, flesh-and-blood cock? Nope. That, I’ve yet to experience.
But I don’t want to come off as inexperienced or, worse, scare Hawk away. Now that I’m this close to properly getting fucked, the last thing I want is for him to think I can’t handle it.
“Yeah, plenty of times,” I lie. “But never in a sling before.”
Hawk squints at me. “Are you lying to me, pretty boy?”
Shit. Maybe he’s more perceptive than I thought.
“What? No. Why would I—”
“Listen, I know the look. You get twitchy, and you avoid eye contact. Classic giveaway. So I’ll ask again: have you ever had a cock up your ass, Micah? Answer me honestly this time. Please.”
Damn. He’s got me.
I let out a sigh. “No, I haven’t. Not yet. But trust me, I’m dying to, Hawk. I can’t wait.”
He smiles, his hand sliding along my thigh.
“It’s alright, Micah. I’m not gonna hold it against you. I love how eager you are. That’s really fucking sexy. But I gotta say, this might be a little ambitious for a first-timer.”
Exactly what I was afraid of—that he’d back off because I’ve never done this before.
“I can take it, Hawk. I can take all of you.”
“You think so, huh?”
“Absolutely.”
He rubs his jaw, like he’s thinking it over.
“Please, Hawk. Fuck me. I need it. Need to feel your big cock inside me.”
“Shit, Micah. I could listen to you beg all day.”
He walks over to the wall, grabs a bottle of lube from the shelf, and turns back to me with a grin.
“Alright, you got me. I was trying to act like a gentleman, but that dirty mouth of yours is making it impossible. Now, I hope you know what you got yourself into, ‘cause I ain’t holding back.”
I gulp, a rush of excitement tightening in my gut.
“I expect nothing less from you, Hawk. Go all out. I can take it.”