Chapter One
Kinzer brushed his teeth in the bathroom sink, his biceps shaking before his tense, dome-shaped pec. Black locks fell across his forehead, covering his bushy eyebrows. They were drenched from the shower he’d taken just a few minutes earlier.
The deep ridges of his v-lines descended into a white towel around his waist.
As he contemplated what he would be doing in a few minutes, he brushed harder, drawing blood. He spit the reddened toothpaste into the faucet’s running water. He’d never bled like that when he’d had his wings… when immortal strength imbued his flesh.
He retrieved a bottle of mouthwash from a bag at his feet and rinsed his mouth out before emptying the bright blue fluid into the sink.
He imagined this was what Maggie’s life had been like before—preparing for tricks, exchanging her body for services.
He hadn’t planned this route. Initially, he figured some quick cash to a detective would get the job done, but after a few offers and no leads, one of the detectives recommended someone he was sure could do the job. Kinzer approached the guy, Lyle, but he was only willing to assist Kinzer if he exchanged something he said was a little more worth his while.
He opened a black plastic case he’d set on the counter and retrieved a syringe, which contained a special serum. Before he’d had access to the substance, his location had been easily discovered by a Tracker—immortal equivalents to detection dogs. Their gift allowed them to sniff out immortals by their scent. After Kinzer had escaped the clutches of the Raze, a gang in league with the Almighty to destroy the world, he’d found it necessary to stay on the move until his friend Treycore encountered a fallen who had access to the substance. Though Treycore was on his own quest, he’d provided Kinzer with the contact’s information, and Kinzer purchased it in bulk so he could remain hidden and continue his mission.
After he injected the serum into his arm, his cell vibrated on the counter, behind the syringe’s case. He set the syringe back in the case, picked up his phone, and read the text: “I’m here.”
He texted his room number to Lyle, the guy who he’d have to show a good time. But what did it matter what he did with his body? He didn’t care about it anymore. He just did what he had to do. He performed his duty as an immortal, and in the name of the love he’d lost to the cause.
A knock at the door assured Kinzer it was time.
He stepped barefoot across the motel carpet and opened the door.
Lyle stood outside, glancing around uncomfortably, as if he was too embarrassed to look at Kinzer’s naked torso.
Kinzer smirked, amused that a man who’d been so forward about what he wanted would act so coy when the moment had finally arrived.
Lyle’s short blond hair was spiked. He wore a pair of glasses that glistened in the lamplight coming from the nightstand beside the queen-sized bed, which Kinzer had requested specifically.
Without a word, Kinzer turned and headed toward the bed.
Lyle stepped in and shut the door behind him.
“Wish you knew how hard I had to work to get this,” Lyle said.
Kinzer assumed he was stressing how hard he was going to have to work to get this intel from Lyle. But he wasn’t concerned. He knew his immortal girth would be perfectly satisfactory for any mortal.
Just pretend he’s someone you like.
Maggie had suggested this when she’d found out about his rendezvous. She hadn’t supported what he was doing. She’d warned him against it repeatedly, but this was the only way. Or at least, the best way he could come up with quickly.
Someone I like?
That wouldn’t work. The images that came to mind would have only haunted him, made it impossible for him to complete his responsibility.
Lyle removed a backpack from his shoulders and set it on the floor. He rubbed his hands together, as if trying to find something to do with them. “So…” he said.
Kids.
Kinzer dropped his towel to the floor. He turned to Lyle, whose gaze went right to Kinzer’s dick, his mouth dropping open.
Kinzer didn’t have anything to be ashamed of. Few immortals did.
His cock swayed slightly at his thighs.
He approached Lyle, wrapped his arms around him, and kissed him firmly.
Lyle returned wet, sloppy kisses.
