32. Tony
My cock has finally dried up for the night after I fucked them both again. Devin and I rounded out the night by taking turns eating Lena out as the steam of the shower swirled around us, feasting on her until she was begging us to stop, tears streaming down her face as her pleasure became too much. I love it when she fucking begs.
I have never felt so fucking alive. So free . So much like the part of myself that was stripped away from me.
We managed to step out satiated and clean before falling into bed. I’m pressed against Lena’s back, her legs tangling with mine, while Devin is curled into the front of her, our naked bodies meshing together.
Lena’s breathing has evened out, and she has fallen into a deep sleep, her body fully relaxed. Devin’s eyes are closed, but even though he’s a sociopath and can trick most of the people around him, he can’t fool me. I can tell he’s awake and waiting for me to do or say something. Always ready to pounce.
I don’t say anything as I try to close my eyes and drift off for some much needed sleep, but he breaks the silence, not able to keep up his charade. “I meant what I said, T. I don’t want to go back to what we were before tonight.” He opens his eyes, meeting mine, the glow of the fireplace setting his blue eyes ablaze. His voice is soft but serious, making his intentions clear. “This, right here, is it for me. ”
There’s an ache in my chest like someone is squeezing my heart as I look him over. The bright red bite mark shines out from his skin, bruises peppering the column of his neck and across his chest, showing off every mark I gave him. I smooth my hand over Lena’s hair before reaching over and hooking his chin, holding his gaze. “Are you sure? Because I can walk. Pretend that none of this ever happened and let you have her. Have the happiness you deserve.”
The look on his face is like I slapped him. His brow furrows and his lips pop open as if he’s waiting for the words to come out. My words stung, but I need to know the truth, and sometimes the truth can hurt. I haven’t given my heart to anyone, yet somehow, they both managed to rip open my chest and take it. It’s in their hands, and if I can manage to get away with minimal scarring, then I will leave with the small scrap of dignity I have left.
“Are you that fucking dense, Tony?” Devin’s whisper is harsh as he grips my wrist. “Do you really think I would have gone this far with you or let you have her for days if I didn’t think that this was it? That you were part of this equation? For a computer genius, you’re acting really fucking stupid right now.” He pulls my fingers from his chin and runs his lips over them before scraping his teeth across my knuckles. “You don’t get to walk away now.”
I push my knuckles against his teeth, letting them cut into my skin. “And you’re not worried about what the public will say? What they’ll think of us if we come out together?” Every insecurity that had been beaten out of me seems to come flooding back. I feel as though I’m a teenager again and realize that I not only liked girls, but I also found myself looking sidelong in the locker room at a few boys.
Unsure and fucking lost.
Devin sucks my fingers into his mouth, biting them. I don’t even bother trying to yank them back before he pulls them out, sliding his tongue across them before he releases me. “I don’t give a flying fuck what anyone thinks about us. Especially not what they think about me.” He runs his fingers through Lena’s hair. “The only person I would have even bothered to care what he thought is long dead, and I know he wouldn’t have batted a fucking eye about it.”
Drew. Of course, he would only care what Drew thought. And from what I’ve read about the man and the stories I’ve heard from Devin and Tasha, he would have celebrated the fact that his brother has found happiness. I’m not worried about his parents trying to wreck anything, because they can go fuck themselves. They’re estranged for a fucking reason, and he’s built this life without them. Made a name for himself without using the Green name to get him where he is now.
However, he has a public persona, and being in a polyamorous relationship could be detrimental to the club. But, judging by the look on his face, he really doesn’t fucking care.
“We manage a sex club, T.” His voice is softer now; his statement is as if he can read my mind and see the doubt on my face. “Taboo is what we’re about, and while this isn’t the path I imagined for myself, it’s the right one for me. For us . One thing that I’m going to make sure that the whole world knows is that Devin Green is in love with Lena Taylor and Tony Fox. And if anyone lays a finger on either one of you, it’ll be the last thing that they touch before they die a cruel death.”
The pressure in my chest releases as I chuckle. This deranged man has me by the heart and the balls. “I guess you’re right.” I look down at Lena, her features relaxed and her breathing deep and steady. Her head barely hit the pillow before she was out. A freight train could come through and I doubt that she would wake up. “I embraced the fuckery that is Masquerave all those years ago, letting you slide the knife right into me, forcing me to bleed for this place, so what’s any different now?”
He smiles, a genuine one. “That’s the spirit.”
Both of our gazes fall on Lena, letting silence fall over us for a beat. “Do you really think she’s all in? Or do you think she was lost in the moment?”
He leans down and kisses her forehead, pressing his head to hers. “I don’t think she would be in this bed with us if she weren’t.” He breathes her in. “But I would let her walk if she wanted to, even if it killed me. Because I would never want her to think she’s a prisoner like she was with that Obsidian motherfucker.”
His voice breaks, as if it’s a real possibility that she could wake up tomorrow and decide that she has had her fun but only wants to stick around for our protection and nothing else. And just like him, I would give her that, but I know it would break me. The voice in my head, the one who spoke unimaginable cruelties while their hands beat me down and broke me, tells me that I am nothing more than a body to fuck. That she could never want a man like me. But looking at her now, at how her body is pressed into mine, relaxed and at peace, my heart tells me that she would never want to leave.
“She won’t leave.” My words are nothing more than a whisper as I bend down and kiss her cheek. “And neither will we.” I stretch over and brush my lips across Devin’s stubbled jaw.
All of this doesn’t seem real, but like I’m living in a dreamscape that I’ll wake from at any moment. But the way he reaches across Lena to brush his fingers across my skin tells me just how real this is. The only thing darkening this moment of bliss is the ever lingering threat of Obsidian.
“This is bigger than all three of us,” I say, trying to shift the subject from the matters of our hearts to the reality of the situation that has been laid out in front of us. “We can have these fun romps, Dev, but none of us are safe until we take down Obsidian. The bliss is only a facade to mask the real danger lurking around.”
His brow furrows as he cups Lena’s face, running his thumb over her cheek. I grab her waist, keeping her flush to me, my cock instantly hardening at her ass pushing against it. I rest my face into the crook of her neck, giving her a soft kiss. She quietly moans in her sleep, and in unison, Devin and I groan at the sound.
“I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.” I look up at her and watch him as his eyes go distant, thinking through every possibility. “I will take down whoever I need to in order to keep us all together.”
I grip his shoulder, his eyes immediately snapping to mine. “And so will I, Dev.” I flex my fingers, squeezing the hard muscle in his arm. “We’ll do whatever it takes. Together .”
He nods and I let my hand drop back to Lena’s waist, rubbing my thumb across her skin. I could get used to sharing a bed with both of them. If I had the choice, I would never let any of us leave this penthouse, protecting them at all costs.
“Have you found anything else on them?” Devin keeps his voice down, making sure not to wake Lena.
“Not shit.” I huff out a breath. “Most of their communications have gone dark or any traces of them on the dark web go cold in a matter of a few hours. They’re playing the game well.”
Devin growls as his frustration fills the space between us. I reach over and run my thumb over his furrowed brow, trying to smooth it over. “I’m working on it, Dev. I have our best team going around the clock, searching in every corner, and cutting off the head of every snake they can.”
His eyes cut up to mine, softening. “I know, T.” He takes a shaky breath. “You know I’m fucking impatient, and I just want us to be able to move on, start our lives together. Take a fucking break.”
I look down at Lena, my mind reeling, trying to work everything out, but exhaustion begins to cloud my mind. “Let’s sleep on it and see what we can come up with tomorrow, okay?”
Devin narrows his eyes on me, and I can tell he doesn’t like that answer, but we’re both exhausted, and there’s no fucking way that we’re going to find anything at this moment. We’re only spinning our wheels.
I stare him down, letting my expression convey my silent thoughts and not budging. He groans, rolling his eyes, a yawn escaping from him. “ Fine . We’ll get some sleep and then revisit in the morning.” He shifts farther down into the bed, nuzzling his face into Lena’s. “You win, you motherfucker.”
I chuckle and curl into Lena, breathing her in as I let sleep take me under, falling right into the darkness that plagues my mind.
I’m jolted awake, my body coated in sweat as I try to take in my surroundings. The room is pitch black, with only the low light of a single bulb from under the door.
No . Not here. Not now.
The thud of boots echoes from the other side of the door before they come to a sudden stop. The tension in the air presses down on me, stealing the breath from my lungs and the only sound is my thundering heart.
The quiet jingle of keys floats through the crack as one slides into the lock, forcing the deadbolt. The door swings open, thudding against the wall, as a large figure blocks the hallway's light, standing there in silence.
I stare, unmoving from the cot that I’m in, working to steady my breathing and not to give away the fear that’s coursing through my veins. But I know he can smell it, that he’s watching me like the predator, ready to kill his prey.
In a blink, he’s on me, wrenching me from the bed by the nape of my neck. Once I’m on my feet, he shoves a bag over my head, cloaking me in complete darkness. He yanks my arms behind, slapping handcuffs on each wrist, the cold metal biting into my skin as he fastens them too tight. He shoves me forward, causing me to stumble, but I know if I fall, I won’t be able to walk for a week from the beating he would give me for being weak.
I’m blindly led down the long hallway, the sound of muffled cries filtering through the metal doors. My body starts to tremble, but I fight it off, not wanting to show an ounce of weakness as I’m being led into the depths of Hell.
The man stays silent as the sound of another metal door opening fills the long hallway. The smell of bleach fills my nose as I’m shoved to my knees, my bones cracking as I hit the concrete floor. The bag is yanked from my head, bright lights blinding me, filling my vision with stars. When my vision finally adjusts, I suck in a breath as a pair of glowing snake eyes stares back at me.
A scream lodges in my throat as I sit up, my eyes flying open as I wake up from one of the nightmares that have plagued me for far too long. I heave in a deep breath, look around, see the dim glow of the fire across the room, and feel the warmth of Lena’s body pressing against me. She and Devin are fast asleep, curled into one another, lost in a deep sleep as my heart pounds in my chest.
I scrub my face with my hand, anxiety prickling at my skin, as my muscles strain, beckoning me to run. To fight.
You’re fucking fine, Tony. You’re in your bed, safe. Not back at that fucking makeshift prison.
You’re home .
As if she can sense my stress, Lena’s hand reaches behind her and touches my bare thigh. Her fingers are warm against my clammy skin, and she lets out a deep sigh, as if touching me has put her at peace. Curling my fingers around her hand, I give it a squeeze, letting her subconscious know that I’m safe—that I’ll be okay eventually.
I sink back down under the covers, curling myself into her and keeping her pressed against me. I press my face into her hair that’s spread across the pillow and let her scent envelop me. It was only just a dream, and this is my reality.
Even if the dreams continue to plague me until I leave this world and am greeted at Hell’s gates, I have nothing to be afraid of anymore. Not with them by my side.
I force my eyes close and listen to her steady breathing, feeling Devin’s warm breath on my face as I let sleep pull me back under, where this time, I dream of the Underground and just how I would show them off to the seedy underbelly of this city. Show them what’s mine .