CHAPTER FIVE
"How is our medieval knight faring with his new beloved?" Conall asked as he met Drakon for lunch at the Riverview Terrace on Market Street. It was a nice restaurant with good food, good service, and afforded plenty of privacy if that was what you required.
"Everything has been quiet so far. They haven't left the Trento Penthouse since entering it last evening, so that's a good sign." He gave a half smile.
"Yes, that's good." Conall agreed it indicated that the relationship was progressing and that the young man, Chris Trudeau, had not left.
"He's probably working out how to convince Mr. Trudeau to abandon his life here in Chicago and move with him to Belleville.
If it becomes a problem, I am prepared to offer him membership in the Rose Coven. "
"He'd be a valuable addition with his experience and skill, but he's loyal to Master Trento," Drakon responded.
"His loyalty belongs to his beloved first and foremost now that they are together.
He will strive to keep the young man happy, and that could work in our favor.
Don't you remember the lengths you were willing to go for your beloved?
I certainly remember bending over backward to make sure Joel was pleased and comfortable. "
"True, very true." They ate in silence for a few minutes, and then Drakon commented on another matter.
"Lucan Cass has remained in town along with three of his guards. Kane said he saw two more of his men arriving this morning and headed up to his suite at the Ritz. That makes Lucan and five guards in our town.”
“He’s unhappy about the lack of communication.” Conall’s tone was clipped.
“What does he want?”
“To expand his business concerns into Chicago.”
“He can’t be trusted.”
"I know, and that's why we're not doing business with him.”
“Keep an eye on them and keep me posted.”
Drakon picked up his phone and put another surveillance team on Cass and his men.
He hadn't asked for permission to remain in town, which was a breach in itself.
Conall would throw him out if necessary; he didn't have time for the likes of Lucan Cass.
The man was full of himself and his supposed breeding and social status.
It was a bunch of bullshit, and Conall wanted nothing to do with him or his organization.
***
Lucan moved around the room like a man possessed.
The anger at being snubbed by someone like Conall Rose was a particularly cruel insult.
How dare he look down his nose at him? He was nobody.
He killed his way to the top and now expects people to bow and praise him.
He chose to do business with the Trento Coven over him, and that was another humiliating blow that Lucan would not let pass.
Lucan brought in two more men to follow that bastard Arman.
He would find a way to affect this situation, even if he had to kill everyone involved.
Arman, from all reports, only brought two men with him, so Lucan was already outnumbered.
He thought about bringing more support, but it would become obvious to Master Rose, and Lucan didn't want to involve him just yet.
He glanced over at the bed and watched Casidy for a few minutes. It was afternoon, and the man was still asleep, if it weren't for the fact that he was a fantastic fuck Lucan would have cut him loose last night. Lucan didn’t want the hassle of finding another whore when Casidy was so convenient.
The two new guards entered the room, and they both looked at Casidy lying naked on the bed, and their hunger was clear. They didn't even try to hide it since everyone knew Lucan was done with Casidy, everyone except Casidy, of course.
"Help yourself." Casidy wanted every cock in the room last night, so he might as well service the guards. "Casidy, wake up." The man rolled to his side and swept the wavy blonde hair out of his face.
"What do you want?" He said, still groggy.
"You're going to give your ass to my guards, and you're going to enjoy it."
Casidy stared at him and then looked over at the two guards who were barely holding themselves back. After a moment, he got up on his knees and straightened his back. "Who's first?"
“Take them together." Casidy looked taken aback for a moment but then smiled and motioned the men over to the bed. Lucan took a seat by the window and watched. He likes to watch as much as he likes to participate.
He kept his phone in hand, waiting for those keeping watch on Arman to submit their report. They were to report every four hours. He wanted to know what was going on at the St. Regis, and he wanted to know the name of the young man who went home with Arman.
Lucan was glued to the action in front of him with Casidy taking one cock in the ass and the other down his throat, and he was taking them both like an utter champ. The guards were quite enjoying themselves, and then the report landed, and Lucan left the room to focus on business.
“Arman Kane has not left his room since arriving last night.
The young man he left with was one of the event organizers; his name is Chris Trudeau, and he works for Pruitt Events, which is owned by Jason Pruitt.
" That's interesting, but probably not important.
Pick-ups and one-night stands happen all the time.
"He ordered room service this morning, a full breakfast, and he ordered lunch to be delivered at two. It doesn't look as if they will be leaving any time soon."
“Trudeau is still with him?”
“Yes, no one has left the room.” Now that was definitely interesting.
“Find out more about Chris Trudeau. Question Jason Pruitt.
It isn't like a vampire, especially such an old-school vampire like Arman, to entertain a human for this long.
There's something special about Chris Trudeau, and I want to know what it is.
" He was sensing some leverage; it wasn't clear what it was, but something was forming a plan, a connection, it might be all he needed to make an impression.
“Report back after you speak with Pruitt. I want to know all there is to know about Trudeau and his connection to Arman, if there is one.”
"Yes, sir." He closed the call and returned to the bedroom.
Casidy was taking them both at once, and these men were not small. He looked pained but continued without interruption. "Show me what you can do, Casidy, and maybe I’ll keep you around another day. Which was a lie he had no plans on keeping Casidy his appeal had waned considerably.”
Lucan sat back down and took in the show.
"These two men will decide your fate, so be generous.
" The look Casidy shot him was a delicious combination of anger and terror. “When these two are done with you, I’ll let them watch while you pleasure Lex.” Lucan laughed.
"He leaned down close to Casidy's ear and asked. "Does that feel good, baby?" He laughed
"We're going to have a lovely afternoon, boys.
" Lex was guarding the hall because Lex always worked alone; he was large and dangerous and always in an evil mood.
He was one of the men that Casidy feared the most, apart from my second in command.
There were many dark ones within my Coven, but they kept it hidden, and that's all that's necessary in polite society.
One of the guards took some zip ties from his jacket that he discarded on the floor and proceeded to tie Casidy spread-eagle on the bed.
He then pulled out his dagger and began placing tiny cuts along particularly sensitive areas while pleasuring themselves.
This was a new bend, and Lucan decided he liked it.
Lex would be a master at this kind of play.
One of the guards straddled Casidy's head and started fucking his mouth, driving that cock right down his throat.
The other guard was now fisting him while making tiny cuts to his upper thigh and sucking that tiny little cock of his.
The sounds he was making were magnificent.
It was getting Lucan all hot and bothered; he might have to put in the effort of finding a whore for the evening since Casidy will be in no condition to satisfy him by then.
He might not even be alive, depending on how much fun Lex decides to have.
Lucan smiled salaciously, eager for Lex to enter the room.
When next his phone alerted him to another report, Casidy was in the throes of sex with Lex.
It had a ring to it, and Lucan decided that it was a show he wanted to experience often.
Lucan was surprised at just how large Lex was.
The man was massive, and lucky for Casidy that the guards had stretched him out considerably.
He wouldn’t cut Casidy lose just yet because watching Lex rip that ass apart was pure art.
“Hello.” He said once he was in the outer room.
“I spoke with Justin Pruitt, and he wasn't keen to share, but with a little glamour persuasion, he told me all he knew, which wasn't that enlightening.
They've been friends since high school; Trudeau works for him on a contractual basis, he also works for other organizers, and recently broke up with a long-term boyfriend and struck up with Arman on a whim, apparently.
" He paused. "The interesting point is that Pruitt got the impression that Arman's interest was feeling a bit obsessive and clingy, and he’s worried for his friend.”
Vampires like Arman Kane are neither obsessive nor clingy when it comes to humans or anyone, for that matter. "Does the human mean something to him?"
“He holds some kind of influence.”
“Keep the surveillance and report any movement.”
“Yes, sir.”
***
Arman stood and listened quietly as Chris explained all the reasons why he should go home. "I understand what's happening between us, and I know that it is a very serious and life-altering occurrence. I see it, and I see you; there are no doubts circling my brain any longer." Chris paced the room.