Chapter Twenty-Four
Declan
Did he do something wrong? I want to laugh at the absolute insanity of that question.
But as I take in the way his body is slightly turned into himself and the look of uncertainty on his face, I realize he’s serious.
That was the best fucking head I’ve ever been given, because it came from him.
Everything he does is my favorite thing.
Even when he’s being a dumb ass. He eyes the canvas bag skeptically, which makes my smile broader and my fingers twitch to show him the bag I made for us.
Moving to my spot on the bed, I grab the bag and slowly open it, pulling out our first treasure and showing him.
“You stopped me to show me a butt plug.” He looks even more confused than he was a few seconds ago.
I laugh and playfully push his shoulder, “No, I stopped you because I want to use this on you.”
“No the fuck you aren’t.” His eyebrows shoot up to his hairline. “Beast, have you seen that thing? It’s huge. Bigger than any that I’ve ever used on someone.”
Jealousy surges through my veins as I think about him with anyone else. “Used them often?” I ask while barely holding back my murderous rage.
“No more than you probably have. You’re also not sticking something in me that has been inside anyone else. Sorry, Byrne. No dice.”
I can’t help the way my lip curls. “Don’t be fucking disgusting, Jakob. These are brand new and cleaned. I bought them the day you called me over to fuck around only to fall asleep on me. I wanted to be prepared.”
“I gave you a hand job when I woke up.” He grumbles. “Okay, fine, but can’t we start smaller?”
“You’ll be fine you big baby. If you can’t take this, then no way can you take me.” I pull out a bottle of lube.
He takes a few seconds before nodding, “Okay, I want to do it.” He offers me a shy smile.
“Also, that was the best fucking head I’ve ever had.”
He snorts, “Liar.”
“We’ll work on the skills, but it was the best because it came from you.” I can’t help my smile as I lean in to kiss him.
He smiles against my lips as he kisses me back. I move us so he’s on his back and I’m above him. He tenses when I pull away. “Jakob, stop. We aren’t going to do this if you’re going to freak out.”
“No, because having a silicone plug shoved inside my ass is so relaxing, Declan.”
He infuriates me. “If you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to. We can stop now.”
“No, I want to. I just want to be allowed to be nervous.” He huffs.
“You are allowed to be nervous. What’s freaking you out the most?” The entire time we’re talking, I’m taking the toy and gently rubbing it up and down the underside of his hard shaft.
“I think it’s the not knowing. I don’t like the anticipation.” He brings his vulnerable stare to me.
“Okay, so how about we won’t use it tonight? We’ll start smaller. Turn over onto your stomach and just trust me, okay? I’m not going to hurt you. You say stop, and we stop.”
He turns onto his stomach and I position myself so I’m straddling his calves. My hands gently massage his hips as I pull them until he’s up on his knees. I pop the cap on the lube, which causes him to jump.
“Easy, Chaos.” I chuckle.
“Shut up and do whatever you’re going to do.” He’s so fucking grumpy when he’s nervous.
I coat two of my fingers in the lube and, with my other hand, reach around and begin stroking his perfect cock. He groans into the mattress, and with my fingers I slowly begin to probe and massage as they push inside of him. He tenses as soon as I pass the first ring of muscles.
“Relax, baby. Let me in. It’s just me.”
I feel him force his muscles to relax.
“You’re doing so good, baby. You’re being such a good fucking boy for me.” The entire time I’m talking, I’m slowly stretching him out.
He groans in pleasure as his dick twitches in my grasp. I continue to stroke him while stretching him out until I find his prostate and gently apply pressure.
“Who does this body belong to?” I groan out. The noise sounds almost animalistic.
“You.” He pants as I work him over. “Always you, Declan.” Jake moans loudly, and that’s all the warning I get before his ass squeezes my fingers and his release coats my hand.
His sets off my own, and before I know it I’m coating his lower back with my release.
He collapses from under me, causing my fingers to slip out from inside of him.
He’s trying to catch his breath as he’s still floating into the abyss of his post orgasmic high.
Meanwhile, my mind is reeling. This man just made me come without anything but his pleasure setting me off.
I get up and quickly clean myself up before coming back with a warm washcloth and cleaning him off as well.
When I’m done, I toss the cloth into the laundry basket, put our untouched toys away, and lay back in bed beside him.
His head finds my chest as soon as I turn the light off and lay back down.
This isn’t how we usually sleep, but he just tried anal play for the first time, and that can obviously leave people feeling vulnerable.
I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight to me.
“You did so fucking good, Chaos. I’m so proud of you.” He practically preens under my praise as he snuggles in closer.
“I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard. I saw fucking stars.” He yawns as his eyes drift shut.
I smile into the darkness. “So you liked it?” I ask out of curiosity. If he doesn’t, I’ll never try again. I’ll die before I let him feel uncomfortable with me. Nervous to try something new? Sure. But flat out uncomfortable? Never.
“Yeah, I really liked it.” I can feel his body relaxing into mine.
“Go to sleep, Jake. We can play more later.”
“I love you, Dec.” He yawns out.
“I love you, baby.” I rub his back softly until I feel his body completely relax, and then I follow shortly behind him.
* * *
The next day I’m walking into my office when Owen calls my name as he jogs to catch up with me. I hold my door open for him before walking in behind him and making my way to my desk. Getting comfortable, I notice that Owen is looking everywhere but at me.
“Can I help you with something, Owen?”
“Yes, sir. It’s uh– the body found this morning.” He forcibly clears his throat.
“What about it?” I ask, curious as to what’s going on.
We found another body this morning on the side of Z13.
He was young, probably about the twins’ age.
From what we know, Liam Kelly wasn’t associated with the BOCG or any other crime group.
We aren’t sure if this was a random attack or the group of kids that we’ve determined are just trying to get noticed by the big dogs.
We don’t know what they want, but it’s pretty obvious that they want to be noticed.
“Liam was, uh– He’s my kid brother, Boss.” My eyes snap to his, and the way his brown eyes fill with tears all but rips me to shreds.
“You two don’t share a last name?” I know logically that this means nothing, but I’m grasping at anything that points to him being mistaken and not having to bury his baby brother.
“No sir. He goes by our mother’s maiden name. When I made the choice to join the organization, I didn’t want him anywhere near it. So I made sure he dropped O’Neil so no one would know.”
“Go home, Owen. Go be with your parents.” He’s shaking his head before I even finish my sentence.
“With all due respect, I’d rather be here today. I can’t help you find the person responsible for this by sitting at home with my parents. I’m more helpful here.”
The respect I have for this man just grew tenfold. He’s mourning, but before he allows himself a moment to break, he’s determined to help us get justice for his brother. That’s exactly why he’s always done so well with us.
“Fine. I need to call the Boss. You go call your parents to check on them and we’ll meet back here in twenty.”
Without another word, Owen nods and walks out of the office, quietly shutting the door as he goes. I know he isn’t going to call his parents, but he needs a little time to get himself together so we can do this efficiently. My phone’s to my ear before Owen’s fully out of the room.
“Yeah?” Rowan’s low voice echoes throughout the office.
“We have a problem, Boss.”
I can hear him sit up straighter. I only call him ‘boss’ if others are around or if something work related is serious. “And what’s that?”
“That kid we found outside of Z13 this morning? That was O’Neil’s kid brother.”
The line goes silent for so long that I wonder if he’s hung up.
“You sure? How did we miss that?”
“Positive, he was just in my office and told me. The brother used their Ma’s maiden name to stay off everyone’s radar. It was either a lucky guess or someone knew something we didn’t.”
“Get here. Grab Owen and come over. I need to talk to you anyway, and it’s better if our correspondence about such… delicate… matters is done in person. We’ll work with Owen, and then you and I need to talk.”
I huff in exasperation, “Do we have to? I don’t want to harp on this shit anymore than I have to. I didn’t tell you so we could beat a dead horse.”
“It’s not about that. Well, not entirely. Just come over. I promise we won’t talk about that. It’s about taking them down.”
A fire ignites inside of me just thinking about stopping them from hurting me or anyone else again.
“I’ll see you in twenty.”
“See you then. Love you, little brother.”
“Love you too, Roe.”