Chapter 57
Liam
The party hadn’t officially started, but the games were already underway. Dimitri and Ronan had arrived forty minutes early. Apparently, they were staying in town for a few days. I wasn’t sure I liked that idea. Dimitri was always out for himself. So, my question was…what angle was he playing?
Ronan was eyeing every maid and server who walked by like they were lunch, despite being here to meet Vicky. Walking in on him fucking someone up against a wall wasn’t my idea of a good time.
Romeo arrived a few minutes ago and looked like he would rather be anywhere other than here.
Myles and Lip were in the den. Lip was talking and socializing, but still not smiling like his old self. It was going to take time, but I really felt for the kid. Nothing like a bunch of buried family trauma to fuck you up.
Pouring two glasses of scotch, I wandered over to Romeo, who was standing by the large front window in the dining hall.
“Amazing how winter is hanging on this year,” I said as I stepped up beside him.
“I hate snow,” Romeo said, and then turned to look at me. “So, we meet again. You aren’t joining another poker game that I’m attending anytime soon, are you?”
“Not that I know of, but I guess anything is possible,” I said, and held out the scotch.
Romeo accepted the glass and sniffed. His eyebrow raised.
“Not what I’d normally choose.”
Edmundo had brought in this particular small batch just for the party. Romeo took a sip and smiled.
“Damn…that’s good.”
I smirked and gestured around the room.
“Not that I don’t want you here, but I have to admit that I’m surprised you came to meet Vicky.”
“So, you know about the offer.”
Nodding, I took a swig and savored the unique spice.
“Let’s just say that this might be my ticket out of a situation I don’t want to be in,” Romeo said.
Romeo was most likely referring to a different arranged marriage, but I wasn’t sure Vicky was a better option. He might just run for the hills after he met her. I glanced at Ronan across the room, smiling and flirting with a server who had offered him an hors d’oeuvre.
He picked up the little puff pastry, but instead of eating it, he pressed it to her lips. She tentatively opened her mouth to take a bite. These two were the best Edmundo could find for Vicky? Then again, she was a handful, so maybe they were exactly what she needed.
Vicky waltzed into the room like I’d summoned her, looking like she’d just stepped right out of Hell.
She was dressed in fire-red sequins and matching heels, with rubies dangling from her ears, neck, and wrist, and a lipstick that sparkled just as brightly.
Her long black hair had been styled in waves and fell around her shoulders.
Both Romeo and Ronan stood gaping. Whether they wanted to be captivated or not, they were, and for good reason. I’d never been a fan of Vicky, but you couldn’t deny her beauty.
Vicky sauntered further into the room.
“So…which of you two will be lucky enough to marry me,” Vicky asked.
“I think you mean, who will you be lucky enough to marry,” Romeo said, and I almost spit my scotch out.
Well, this would be an interesting dinner.
The doorbell rang, and I walked away to see who had arrived, leaving the three of them to their cage match.
When I got to the foyer, my parents were walking in, followed closely by Ethan and Blake.
“There is my handsome son,” Mom said, giving me a hug.
“Hi, Mom, it’s good to see you. I wasn’t sure you two would be back from your trip in time,” I said, holding her tight.
I’d never been much of a hugger, but we had lost so much lately. It was best to let the ones you loved know how much they meant to you before it was too late.
“We wouldn’t have missed Edmundo’s party for the world,” she said, pulling back with a smile.
Dad offered me his hand and gave it a good shake. “Son.”
“Dad.”
Marcus stood just outside the door, talking into an earpiece.
Edmundo hadn’t been stingy with the protection.
There were men stationed at the end of each hallway and door inside the house, and there were easily fifty more outside.
That didn’t include our guys like Cory and Rory, and the others who’d proven themselves.
They were positioned at different locations around the gated community to look like sons of those who lived here, hanging out and having a good time.
Ethan was slow to remove his jacket, even with Blake’s help. He’d lost weight, and the natural sparkle of his eyes had dimmed. But it was good to see him out of the house. He’d locked himself in that spare bedroom and hardly ever left.
I had no idea how Theo and Blake talked him into coming, but I was glad they did. He might never recover if he stayed isolated.
As he stepped up to me, I gave him a small smile and held out my hand. Ethan gripped it hard and pulled me into a hug.
“Thank you, Liam. For everything you’ve done to help me, but also for being there for Theo when I’ve so obviously failed lately,” he said softly.
“You never need to thank me for that,” I said.
Ethan nodded as he pulled back, a sorrowful smile curving his lips ever so slightly. But he lifted his chin and walked past me to the den.
Blake followed him, and I went in the opposite direction down the hallway toward the kitchen, wanting to see if I could catch any interesting conversations.
I was passing the library when I stopped dead in my tracks. Theo was leaning against the leather couch, a book in one hand, and a drink in the other. I didn’t know he’d come downstairs.
Stepping inside, I closed the door and stared at him.
“I feel your eyes on me,” Theo said.
He looked at me over the top of his glasses, and my body hardened.
“I’m allowed to stare. You’re mine, remember?”
He smirked and sipped his drink.
“How could I forget?”
Theo looked away, dismissing me, which he knew I hated.
Reaching behind me, I locked the door. The light click was as loud as the hammer on a gun. I stalked toward Theo, craving the feel of his hands on my body. Even though it had only been an hour, it felt like days since we’d touched.
I stopped in front of him, but he continued to ignore me. He polished off his drink and set the glass aside. I plucked the book from his hands and closed it with a snap before tossing it onto a nearby chair.
“Look at me,” I ordered.
He slowly lifted his gaze to mine. His teasing green eyes glimmered with lust. Wrapping my hand around his throat, I urged him to stand.
“Did you want something, sir,” Theo asked, his voice husky but trying to sound bored. “As you can see, I’m a little busy here.”
These moments of pure defiance got me going as much as when he was the perfect sub. He arched one rebellious eyebrow, sending a shiver down my spine.
“You didn’t learn from the lesson earlier, I see.”
“Sir, I don’t know what you mean,” he said innocently, making my nostrils flare, and cock harden.
My fingers pressed into his skin, and I felt the hard pounding of his pulse.
“Maybe if you explain slower this time, I’ll understand you,” Theo said, making me growl at him.
“Is that so?” He nodded. “Get on your knees,” I ordered, guiding him to the floor and then releasing his neck. “Tell me. Were you waiting in here for me?”
“Who else would I be waiting for,” he asked, making my mouth twitch.
“Answering with a question is not an answer.”
“Is it not?”
Gripping his chin, I forced his head back and then bent down to crush our lips together. He always knew exactly what buttons to push to drive me insane.
“Take my cock out,” I said, breaking the kiss to issue my command before going back for more. Our tongues battled for dominance. Theo would let me win, but I loved it when he pushed me to the edge like this.
Theo’s hands worked quickly to unzip my pants and free me. If I had it my way, we’d never need clothes. It was a waste of time getting dressed, then undressed, and redressed. When I pulled away, my lips were raw from all the abuse today, but I wouldn’t trade the stinging sensation for anything.
“You seem very excited, sir. Do you want me to lick this off?”
Theo ran his finger over the tip of my cock, smearing the slick precum and making me groan.
“Do you really think that after this little stunt that I’ll be kind and let you lick it off?”
Standing up, I fisted Theo’s immaculate hair, knowing he would need to spend a bunch of time fixing it, or everyone would know exactly what we’d been doing. I was very fucking tempted to order him to leave it a mess.
“We don’t have much time.”
I jerked on his hair, and he looked up at me, his green eyes almost black in the dimly lit room.
“Make me come as fast as you can. Let’s see what this mouth of yours can do.”
He ran his tongue along his bottom lip and then opened for me. I shoved my cock into his mouth and hit the back of his throat. His groan traveled down my shaft from tip to base and made me shudder.
Bracing my feet wider, I grabbed his head with both hands and watched as he expertly pulled off and then made my dick disappear. He swallowed, and a primal growl bubbled up from my chest as he took me all the way down.
Theo was trained to please me, and my head fell back as he took control. In the beginning, I would’ve guided his every move, but now I was just as happy to give him free rein.
He gagged and slurped, soaking me with every thrust of my hips and driving me crazy. He was using his fingers like two cock rings. One for the base of my shaft and the other at the base of my balls. Both had the perfect amount of pleasure to cause that aching throb in the tip of my cock.
“Fuck, yes,” I growled, and thrust my hips faster.
Theo completely relaxed as I tightened my grip on his hair with a snarl and fucked his mouth. His nose hit my abs, and his eyes watered, but he didn’t back away as I slammed down his throat over and over.
Before I could give the command, he released his hold. The extra blood flow had me grunting like an animal. My hips bucked faster as the tension grew, and I knew I was going to come.
“I’m so close.”
Theo massaged my taut balls, and that was all it took. I exploded in his mouth and down his throat. He swallowed with every jerk of my cock as it unloaded.
“Fuck me…”
I relaxed as the last bit left my cock, and it was left twitching inside his mouth. I slowly pulled out, that euphoric sensation filling me and leaving me weightless.
“Stand,” I commanded.
Theo rose to his feet, and I kissed him hard, licking the few droplets of come off his lips and sharing it with him. Panting, I pulled back and focused on Theo’s face. He was in a daze. I smirked and looked down. There was a wet spot on the front of his slacks.
“Did you make a mess in your pants for me?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m very tempted to tell you to walk around like that so everyone knows you came for me.”
Tracing the outline of his cock, I loved how his eyes darkened.
“But I don’t think Mr. Genovese would be very impressed.”
The corner of Theo’s mouth turned up.
“No, probably not.”
I tucked my dick away and zipped up with a sigh.
“Well then, you’d better go get cleaned up…again.”
“Yes, sir,” Theo said, fixing his glasses that had gone askew. He grabbed his book and held it in front of the stain as he headed for the door.
“Oh, and Theo?”
He turned to look at me.
“Go commando. I’m going to use you again later.”
Theo smiled. “Yes, sir.”
With that, he disappeared out the door, leaving it open. The voices of the other guests in the house hit me like a bubble popping.
Walking over to the mirror, I checked myself over, shivering at the thought of Theo on his knees again. There was no doubt in my mind that before the night was through, I’d have him at least twice more.
With a satisfied smile on my face, I left the room and went in search of Ren and the rest of the guys.