Chapter 8
“Let me go!” Kid cried out as he bashed his fists against the higherling’s back.
It wasn’t going to do him any good. He knew regardless of how much he fought, the victor would have his way with him, but like with so many things that had happened to him over the course of the time he’d been out of Jerry’s, the only thing he could do was put up a fight, as best as he could, and hope he didn’t die. He didn’t have anything to lose by resisting.
The higherling carried him into a cell. He grabbed a handle at the top of the doorframe at the entrance and pulled it down, squatting before pressing his heel into the handle and forcing it to the floor.
It was just this bastard and Kid.
The walls were made of stone, and a bed was placed in one corner and a fountain in the opposite, which Kid had discovered he was supposed to use as both drinking water and to relieve himself.
The higherling threw Kid down on the bed.
Even hating him, he couldn’t deny the immortal’s beauty. His square jawline was tensed up as he looked at Kid through his bright-blue eyes. His dark hair was buzzed short, and his thick chest and biceps complemented his long torso that strutted an eight-pack. Then there was that dick, which seemed much more reasonably sized than Trey’s. Not that Kid was thinking about taking this bastard. Fuck no. He was hot as hell, but he was a bastard who was only interested in hurting Trey and raping Kid.
As he approached the bed, Kid was like an animal, lunging at him, throwing punches, but the higherling was so fast—as fast as he was when he was fighting Treycore—that he seized his wrists.
Oh, Trey. My poor Trey!
It pained Kid knowing, not just what this higherling was about to do to him, but how he had humiliated Treycore, and how, despite Treycore’s best intentions, he was going to have to go on knowing that his efforts had been in vain. Kid wanted to soothe Treycore, to let him know he did everything he could have to protect Kid, that whatever happened from then on wasn’t his fault.
“Kid, listen to me,” Aerysn said, keeping his hold on Kid’s wrists as he pushed him down onto the mattress, sitting beside him. “I’m not the enemy here.”
Kid struggled with his powerful hold, eyeing him suspiciously. What kind of game was he playing?
“My name’s Aerysn. I’m on your side.”
“Were you on my side when you were kicking Treycore’s ass? Fuck you to Hell!” Kid spit at him, and the wad landed on Aerysn’s cheek. Kid pulled his legs between their bodies and kicked Aerysn in the face.
Aerysn laughed, clearly mocking his efforts, but Kid kicked him again, much more powerfully this time.
“You’re a feisty little thing, aren’t you?” Aerysn said, pinning Kid down and straddling his torso.
Kid did his best to fight, to resist, but Aerysn just looked down at him, clearly not ruffled by Kid’s struggle. “Are you finished yet?” he asked as Kid stopped for a moment, realizing that the guy wasn’t in any hurry to kick his ass. “Kid, I’m not fucking around with you. I had to do that competition back there. If Treycore had won, it would only have been a matter of time before these guys came after you anyway. This was the best way to guarantee your safety. Now the others will think you belong to me, and they’ll keep their grimy hands off you. I’m saving your ass from being raped by some sadistic fuck who would want to fuck you to death. Got it?”
“I’m missing the part where you’re any better than the rest.”
“I’m part of a special task force that’s trying to carry out the Leader’s orders. We’re in charge of stopping the Christ. We know Janka has the Christ and that he’s planning to use it and the Morarkes to war against the heavens and Earth, to usurp the Almighty.”
“Then what are you doing here? In a fucking prison?”
“Treycore is invaluable to our mission, so I was placed here to protect him, and in turn, you as well. That’s my one goal. To make sure that neither of you are harmed by the fuckers here, who not only don’t give a shit about you, but wouldn’t mind tearing you apart and eating you for fun.”
His words gave Kid hope, but he feared he was being foolish believing anything this stranger was telling him. “Are you shitting me?”
Aerysn shook his head. “No, I’m notshitting you.” He seemed amused by Kid’s phrasing. He released Kid’s wrists and crawled off him. Kid sat up quickly, alert, as Aerysn remained on his knees beside him. “But you’re going to be stuck in here with me for some time, and as a mortal, I suggest you keep close to me and act like the bitch they all think you are to me. We won’t have to do it long. We’re going to break you both free on Treycore’s Day of Judgment. I was put here by a mole in the Council so that I’ll be on trial the same day as Trey, and when that happens, we’ll break free. Until that day, you have to behave accordingly. But you cannot tell Treycore any of this.”
“If this is some secret operation, why tell me?”
“Because in order for us to make any of this believable, I need you to play along with me. They need to believe I’ve fucked the shit out of you. That I’m spilling my load in you every day. That I’ve made you my little whore. And outside of raping you, I need your help. Otherwise, you’re not going to make it out of here alive. You got that?”
Kid nodded, and as he digested what Aerysn was saying, he recognized that if he were really a villain, he would have just been raping him right then. Kid asked, “So you’re seriously here to help?”
“Yes, and this discussion is the last time I ever want it brought up because there are too many ears in this place. Fortunately, these rooms are soundproofed because of how contained the Nest is. But out there, that isn’t the case. And if anyone discovers what we’re up to, we’re all dead. Understood?”
“I’m going to be real with you and say, I don’t understand a fucking thing that is going on right now.”
“That’s all right. Do as I say, and remember, Treycore cannot know what we’re doing. No matter what happens, no matter how badly you want to tell him. The fewer creatures involved, immortal or mortal, the better. Saying anything to him will only put Treycore’s own life at risk.”
