It wouldn’t have surprised him if Kinzer would, not after all that had happened. Not after what he was sure Hayde had done to him, and to his friend.
“No. I won’t,” Kinzer replied. “If you don’t want to, then we’ll leave it at that, but this would get us to Earth faster. Without this intel, who knows how we’ll get to Janka.”
“I’ll do it,” Hayde said, not really considering the consequences, only knowing it was what had to be done. Whatever kink Myor was into, he was sure he could bear it. He was willing to do anything for Kinzer. “Trust me, I’ve taken bigger dicks than his, and you’re right. We need to get back to Earth.”
“Come on, then,” Kinzer said.
Hayde knew it would suck, that the whole time he’d be wishing he was fucking Kinzer. That he could feel his skin against his once again, that they could fuck and forget about the state of the universe, about all the awful shit and their past. But he knew, considering what had happened between them, that was a fantasy, and he would have to live out the rest of his long, miserable life without ever feeling Kinzer’s body against his again.
Quintz landed beside them, tucking his wings behind him.
“Myor showed me the room where he wants you guys to meet him,” he said. “That is, if Hayde has agreed.”
“I’m in,” Hayde said.
“This is so fucked up,” Kinzer added. He seemed so angry, so frustrated, so filled with hatred and rage.
Oh, Kinzer, I could quiet all the anger. I could give you so much pleasure.
Quintz carried Kinzer while Hayde tailed behind them through the various corridors, moving higher and higher until they reached what appeared to be a small, private courtyard, enclosed in large boulders. A crack between two of the rocks revealed how high they were, overlooking the border of the outerlands of Hell.
A large pool with curved edges in the stone deck took up most of the space. Myor sat on some sort of seat on the other side of the pool, past a spherical fountain that spewed water from the top, which curved around the edges before falling onto the pool below. With his arms splayed out on the ledge behind him, he gazed at Quintz and Kinzer with eager eyes.
As Hayde stepped alongside Kinzer, Myor’s gaze fixed on him. He appeared delighted, as though the very idea of knowing he was going to have power over him aroused him—much like so many immortals had enjoyed when they fucked him…or raped him. After all, he was only a flit. As far as immortals were concerned, he was there to service their needs.
Myor rose from his seat and walked across the pool, the water splashing mid-thigh. The base of his shaft was exposed, but his cock was so long that the end disappeared beneath the water’s surface. He walked alongside the spherical fountain, grinning as he approached.
Were Quintz and Kinzer sticking around? Were they going to watch them? Maybe they just needed to keep their eyes on him to make sure he didn’t try to get away. Kinzer would probably enjoy seeing Hayde suffer through the experience. Maybe Hayde needed to put on a show and make it appear even more painful than it was so Kinzer could feel some satisfaction in knowing he was being punished for his crimes.
Myor continued approaching. “I’m pleased to see you both decided you wanted to play,” he said.
“Both?” Hayde asked, turning to Kinzer.
“Yes. The deal was for both of us.” Something Kinzer didn’t look happy about, but Hayde’s dick hardened.
It was so much better than he had considered. Was this really happening? Tears filled his eyes at the mere thought. He wanted to have Kinzer’s hands moving across his body like when they’d fucked in the past. He wanted to have his body against his, their torsos pressed together, his hot breath against his face. He wanted to feel that lust that rose up within him and possessed his body when they were together. They’d shared such brief encounters, but they had shaken his very understanding of what it meant to fuck…to live.
But he could tell by the glare Kinzer gave him the last thing in all the realms he wanted was to touch Hayde again…
Oh, even if he hated Hayde, how could Kinzer deny the chemistry they shared? He’d fucked him good when he’d hated Hayde at first. Surely, they could do it again.
Regardless of how much Hayde wanted it, he knew he’d gone too far. And if anything, Kinzer would be going through the motions. Doing what he had to do so they could collect the intel they needed. He didn’t care if Kinzer wanted it, though. He just wanted Kinzer’s body. That electricity they shared even when they hated each other.
If only Kinzer could have known how loyal Hayde really was to him in that moment, how he would have gladly tossed away his own life for Kinzer, then they could have shared so much.
He cursed Maggie but felt terrible for resenting that poor creature he’d held in his arms, who had been in so much pain, caught up in a war she didn’t belong in.
Hayde shook himself back into the moment as Myor stopped midway between the edge of the pool and the spherical fountain.
Myor gazed between him and Kinzer before turning to Quintz. “Perhaps you wanted to stay and watch, old friend?”
“I think I’ll pass,” Quintz said. He approached Hayde. “Just remember,” he said, his voice threatening as ever. “You try anything funny with Kinzer, I’ll trigger this collar, and Myor will be spending the rest of his day cleaning your guts out of this pool. Got it?”
“Got it,” Hayde said, becoming annoyed with their warnings and threats, considering he was totally willing to go along with whatever they wanted. Although, mostly he felt jealousy. Because Quintz could enjoy what he could not, because the sounds of them fucking in the cell beside his echoed through his mind, tortured him, pained him.
Quintz abandoned the courtyard, leaving Kinzer and Hayde to fulfill their end of the bargain.
Hayde felt empty inside, as though he’d never be happy again without Kinzer’s cock inside him again.
