Chapter Nine
Rory
I look at him, this confusing man. He’s not like anyone in my world, not really.
Blond, messy hair spikey and sticking up in all directions.
Pierced ears and septum, tattoos down one arm and on his hand.
I don’t know why I’m so fascinated with this guy, why I’m entertaining him asking questions, but it’s fulfilling something inside me that’s been making me feel… off lately. Like something is missing.
I spent hours talking to Kat. The woman is dangerous because she’s an open fucking book and way too trusting, but it worked in my favor.
She shared stories about Shai—fights he used to get into at school before he stopped going, how good of a pickpocket he is, scams they used to run together when he was young.
Everything she told me just made me want to know more.
“Have you heard of the O’Sheas?”
He frowns but shakes his head.
“I’m part of their family. Cillian’s father is the boss, Tiernan is his second. They’re mine, and I’m theirs.”
“I have no clue who the hell Tiernan is, but are you talking about some kind of Mafia family?”
“Ding, ding, ding. You picked a hell of a person to jack. Do you see the predicament you’re in?”
He looks flabbergasted, like he’s not sure if he should believe me, but at the same time, as though all the gears are now clicking into place. “Jesus. Are you fucking kidding me? Ollie has what, basically married into a Mafia family? The nerdy kid who wants to be a lawyer?”
“Surprising, isn’t it? Yes, but I don’t like that he’s what you focused on. Don’t get any ideas when it comes to him. He belongs to Cillian. He’ll rip your fucking heart out if you make the wrong move with Ollie, and I’ll hold you down while he does it.”
Shai trembles but tries to hide it by shifting in his seat. “I already said I don’t want him like that. He’s not my type.”
“You’re queer. I’ve seen the way you look at me. Even when you had a gun in my face, you wanted me.”
“You’re the one who was hard,” he argues.
“I know. Threw me for a loop, to be honest. Violence and fucking have always been two of my favorite things, but something about you and that night did it for me. I’ve jerked off more than once thinking about it.” I shrug. “You should be glad. If that wasn’t the case, you’d already be dead.”
He blinks a few times, like he’s expecting to wake up. “I don’t even know how to respond to that.”
“I have that effect on people.” I stand up, take the few steps between us in his small space, not stopping until I’m standing right in front of him.
“Tell me you don’t find me intriguing too.
You want more, want to know more. It’s why you’re running around trying to recreate the high you got when you stole from me.
The others, they don’t give it to you, do they?
Not like I did. Not like tonight when I joined you and we fought them together.
I’m under your skin already, and strangely, you’re under mine. ”
I reach for him, just to cup his cheek, when he snaps his head to the side and bites my hand.
It’s so unexpected, I don’t pull away in time, his teeth digging into the meaty part of my palm.
He’s such a fucking surprise, and as much as I shouldn’t, I want to keep him.
I joked about Ollie being my pet before he and Cillian fell in love, but as much as I adore Ollie, I’m seeing now that someone like Shai would be a much better pet for me.
“Well, now you’re just getting me hard again,” I tell him, quirking a brow, and he lets go of my hand. “Huh. I didn’t know I liked being bitten.”
“You’re insane.”
“And you like that about me. What does that say about you?”
“I never claimed to be anything other than what I am.”
“And you think I did?” I counter. I pull out my gun, turn it around, and hand it to him.
He balks. “What are you doing?”
“Take it.”
“You’re suicidal.”
“No.” I shake my head. “I don’t want to die, but I’m not afraid of it. I’m testing something out. Take the fucking gun. Don’t be a bitch about it.”
Shai doesn’t have to be told twice. In a swift movement that someone with his head injury shouldn’t be able to make, he grabs the gun from my hand, shoves to his feet, and presses it beneath my chin. “Is this what you want me to do?”
“Yes.” I shrug.
“It gets you off to think about me threatening you.” He moves forward, and I willingly take a step back, then another and another, until I fall down to the bed.
Shai goes with me, pushing me to my back and straddling my lap, still pressing the gun into me.
The fire in him makes my own burn brighter.
“You want me to tell you I’ll kill you? Or do you like it better when I have the gun but you’re the one threatening me?
What is it that gets you off?” His eyes spark with…
fuck…power, desire, fear, confusion, lust… All of the above.
“That right there,” I tell him.
He frowns. “What?”
But I don’t reply. I don’t have an answer. “Does it feel more exciting being here with me than threatening those other men? Who else did you do after me?”
“A guy at the hotel. They had new cameras installed.”
Interesting…
“Was it fun?”
“No. He was scared to death.”
I grin. “You like it when they’re not scared.” My dick is throbbing, the weight of his ass on my crotch. He has to feel it beneath him. When my gaze flicks down, I see his bulge too, know that I’m having the same effect on him that he has on me.
I put my hand over Shai’s, and he lets me, doesn’t do anything to stop me. I pry his fingers open, taking the gun from his grip and setting it on the bed beside us, the safety on.
“You want to play with me too,” I tell him. “You want to be my pet. You want to fuck me and fight with me, don’t you?”
“Jesus,” he hisses, putting his hand on my throat. “What the fuck are you doing to me?”
“Nothing yet, pet, but I do have a proposition for you.”
I’m not sure he realizes he’s doing it, but Shai undulates his hips, rubbing his ass against my dick.
“What if I don’t want to hear your proposition?”
“But you do.” I remove his hand from my throat. His black nail polish is chipped, his blond hair even wilder than usual. “Ever since I saw a friend of mine take dick, I’ve been dying to try it, and since you’re my pet and I want to play with you, I’ve decided it should be you.”
He sits up straighter. “You’ve never bottomed but you want me to fuck you?”
“Never fucked a man either, but that’s not important.
I did blow someone, and he blew me, but it’s different with him.
” What I have with Ollie is only meant to be shared with Cillian.
The only time I’ll ever have him sexually in any way is with Cillian.
And while I want to keep that, this thing with Shai will be different. He’ll be mine. My pet.
“Why do you want to do this with me?”
“Because you’re fun.” There’s more to it than that, but again, it’s all fucking muddled in my head. Shai is hot, that’s for sure, and there’s this wildness in how he looks and acts that calls out to me.
“I thought you were going to kill me.”
“I might.” I shrug. “But not until I’m done playing with you. However, if you look at Ollie wrong or get him hurt in any way, you’re dead. I won’t even blink first. And it would be smart not to piss me off. Cil or Tiernan either. Cil will fucking hate you. Tiernan hates everyone except us.”
“You’re not selling me on your friends here.”
“I’m not trying to, and they’re my family. I’m just telling you how it is.”
“Okay…but how is this a proposition?”
“I changed my mind about the money. I want it back, and since you don’t have it, you can work it off with me. You’ll be my pet until I’m done with you or until I’ve decided you’ve paid me off.”
He huffs in disgust, but I see his gaze on my lips, the way he’s watching them with interest. “So you want me to sell myself to you? Did you miss that part about my past?”
“Then say no. This is your choice to make. You’ll pay me back like this or another way.
I’ll take a cut of your paychecks or something else.
But tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you don’t want to know what it’s like to fuck someone with as much power as me.
You get a rush out of me, pet, even if you don’t want to. ”
“Don’t fucking call me that.”
“I’ll call you whatever I want…pet.”
He growls, then shoves off me and falls to the bed. “I don’t have the energy to do this with you right now. Someone hit me in the head with a fucking gun.”
“What a coincidence. Someone did the same to me.” I push off the bed, stand up, then shove my hand into my pants and adjust my dick.
He rolls his eyes.
“Want me to do yours too?” I tease, then grab my gun.
Shai ignores me.
“Take care of your head. Don’t run because I’m not your fucking daddy and I will find you, if for no other reason than you did what I told you not to do.
I’m keeping your gun for now. I’ll give it back when I think you’ve earned it.
Also, tell Kat I said goodbye, will you?
She gave me her number, but it’s easier if you tell her rather than me texting. ”
I’m about to go out the door when he says, “Wait.”
I turn around. “What?”
He doesn’t speak, just stares. I can’t help noticing the bulge in his pants is bigger than before.
I grin. “I’ll come back, and when I do, I’ll expect an answer. This friendship is gonna be fun. See you later, pet.”
I close the door, leaving him sitting there, if I’m reading his expression correctly, confused and wanting more.