by Zoey Marcel
“That’s what I thought,” the woman said. “Sorry, baby.”
“Can I at least come with him?” the man asked.
“You can, but you have to look into each other’s eyes and know that you’ll never get to feel his touch,” she said in a sultry tone. “Does it ache?”
“Yes,” the man hissed.
Heller liked her already. He loved when some dominant dame put a skinny guy in his place. It was quite the aphrodisiac.
But what he needed personally for himself was a blonde who was driven by her need to submit to him. Not in a BDSM kind of way. He wasn’t into that. He didn’t have the patience for Shibari and preferred to just ravish his partner’s brains out with the occasional toy, spanking, or food play. Maybe some light bondage.
“Fuck my hand like he’s fucking hers,” Heller ordered in a low tone.
Heath obeyed, swelling big time over the whole thing.
“Could I just touch him a little?” the other man pleaded.
“No. He’s not going to suck your little cock,” she said harshly. “You’re going to come in my hand. He’s bigger than you.”
The man whimpered. He might be a masochist.
“He’s seeing you take orders from a woman,” she taunted. “You’re both bottoms. How would that even work? Your cock is too tiny to stay in someone’s ass and he likes dick in his too much. It would never work between you.”
The man’s slit leaked pre-cum everywhere. “Please. You could watch.”
She snorted. “You’re not thinking of my feelings.”
“I’m sorry, goddess. Please let me come.”
“Confess to these well-endowed men that your cock is small.”
He blushed, dick plumping in her hand. “My cock is small.”
“Do you want me to make this little cock come?”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
The man mewled in desperation as he fucked her hand, oozing pre-cum everywhere. “Please rub my little cock and make it come.”
Heller grinned. Now he knew why he liked this dame. She was the female version of him. But if he ever got an old lady for himself she had to be the feminine version of Heath.
“Come with him, Heath. It’s so fucking hot, both of you looking into each other’s eyes, getting hard. So close and never getting to touch because your dominant partners won’t let you.” Heller buried his face in Heath’s hair, grunting in satisfaction. “Fuck. Come with him now.”
Heath’s body tightened against him as he climaxed when the other man did.
“He got his eyes open?” Heller asked the woman.
She smiled. “He does. He’s being a good boy like this one here. Look at your little cock spurting. He’s gushing everywhere, too. Now I’m going to take you in the other room and beat your ass for fantasizing about a man when your goddess is touching you. In fact, I’m going to fuck a woman while you watch.”
The man groaned. “Can I join?”
“Fat chance. I’m going to have her show you how to really use your mouth on a woman. You’re going to see our naked bodies writhing against each other while she screams and pleads for me, but it won’t be you I’m getting off with my mouth.”
He moaned, following her when she attached the leash to his collar.
“If you’re a good boy you can suck our toes and play with our tits, maybe lick our pussies,” she said.
The man made a slurping sound and squeezed her butt. She put her arm around him and they cuddled on their way out.
Heath shuddered as he cleaned his spent prick off while Heller toweled off. He was almost completely dressed before Heath was.
“Well, cowboy, what did you think of your first taste of exhibition?”
Heath let out a shaky breath, but a naughty little smile got away from him before he could hide it. “Wow.”
Grinning, Heller stepped forward and tipped his chin up, brushing a kiss on his lips. “You were smoking tonight. I won’t share you with another man, but I love showing off my partners.”
“I’m sure people notice you more than your partners.”
“They were checking you out, too.”
“That was really hot, but we have to be more careful. What if they know my father?”
“You mean what if they go to his church?” he teased.
Heath pulled his shirt on. “Yeah, I see your point. He just can’t know. This was a lot of fun tonight, but I want you to know that I’m a lot more attracted to you than I was to him.”
Heller smirked. “Was that even a concern?”
Heath rolled his eyes. “Arrogant much?”
“Nah, man. Logic. I’m the only man that ever got you to crave cock. You might notice other men.” Heller stepped forward, pecking his lips gently. “But nobody does it for you like I do.”
Heath gave him a caring smile and touched his cheek. “It’s true. You still like me best of all the men you’ve been with?”
“You know I do.”
* * * *
“Hello?” Heath answered his cell phone the next day, not recognizing the number.
“Hello, Heath,” a male voice said on the other end.
“Who is this?”
“Do you really need to ask?”
He knew instantly. Goose bumps emerged on his forearms. His scalp tingled in remembrance.
“How did you get this number?”
“That’s hardly the issue. You were a bad boy last night, Heath.”
“I’ll hang up.”
“You’ll stay on the phone and listen to what I have to say,” the man said firmly. “I saw you at Leather & Lace last night. I’m sure your father would be most displeased to discover that his son went to a sex club...with a man.”
Heath’s eyes squeezed shut. “What do you want, Olaf?”
“I don’t go by that name anymore, but it’s good of you to remember.”
“Why do you keep harassing me?”
“Because you’re depraved. You’re not keeping your rampant cock in your pants. It pains me to see it.”
He gritted his teeth. “My sex life is none of your business. I didn’t fuck any men.”
“No, of course not. You’re a bottom. I’ll wager you were the one getting fucked last night.”
Heath clenched his fist. “Shut up.”
“Be nice or I’ll send some souvenirs from your past to your father.”
He nearly fell over. “Please don’t.”
“You sound so submissive when you say please.”
He tasted bile when the other man’s hush violated his ear.
“Unfortunately for you I already sent your father a most scandalous parcel. It should arrive at his house today. Perhaps if you hurry you can intercept it...before he finds out what a vile creature his son is.”
Heath hung up and split. He had to get to that package before his dad did.
He sped all the way there. Spying a package on the porch, he bolted toward it. To his horror, his father, Malachi, and his dad’s girlfriend, Peggy, were walking through the gate.
“Heath, how nice,” she said cheerily.
“Why do you have my package, son?” Malachi asked.
“Stay back,” Heath said frantically. “I think this is mine.”
“Why would it be yours when you have a new address?”
“I ordered something and accidentally put your address on it by mistake.” He freaked when they came closer. “It’s a Christmas present.”
Malachi paused.
“Just let me check it first, all right?” Heath insisted.
“Fine, make it quick.”
“Will do.”
He practically lunged into the bushes and clawed like a madman at the packaging tape. What he found inside were religious videos of some kind, a sort of tour through the Holy Land. Relief circulated through him. The bastard had been bluffing. Heath was glad, but boy, was he pissed.
He stood suddenly, putting on a sheepish grin.
Peggy smiled at him like a da
rling.
Malachi looked impatient. “Well?”
Heath carried the box over to him. “It’s all right. It wasn’t your Christmas present, just some religious videos.”
“It’s not a religion, Heath,” Malachi scolded him.
Heath refrained from rolling his eyes out of respect. “Sorry. What are those?”
Malachi took the box from him and smiled at his girlfriend. “These were Peggy’s idea for the church library.”
Peggy’s eyes lit up like a starry night sky. “Oh, they’re wonderful videos. This man takes you on a tour through different parts of Israel. It’s neat because he shows you some places where different people were. There’s a set on the Old Testament and also some on the New Testament.”
“Oh yeah? That would be interesting,” Heath said, trying to still the tremble in his hands.
That had been so fucking close. He could kill the bastard for scaring him so badly.
“Oh, it really is.”
“I thought the congregation would enjoy it,” Malachi said. His eyes narrowed on Heath as he and Peggy headed up the porch. “Watching them would do you some good.”
“I’ll put that on my list.”
“I noticed that old biker friend of yours has been hovering around you.”
“What?” Heath sputtered.
Malachi’s features distorted like he thought his son was an idiot. “What’s the matter with you?”
“Nothing. I just talked with Heller a couple of times. What’s the big deal?”
“You can speak with him if you must. Just remember that bad association corrupts good character.”
“Well, I ain’t starting with much,” Heath teased, frowning when his dad glared at him.
“You think that’s funny?”
“No, sir. I won’t let him corrupt me.”
“Good.” Malachi went into the house after Peggy did.
Heath breathed out as he headed over to his truck. After sticking his key into the ignition, his phone rang. This time he recognized the number.
“You bastard,” he growled.
The man on the other end sounded smug. “It serves you right. Keep your debauched cock to yourself. You break up with Heller like I told you to and tuck your penis into Danielle’s body where it belongs, or I’ll send your father the evidence for real.”
“Fuck you.”
Heath hung up absolutely fuming and quivering with dread.
A buzz let him know he’d gotten a text. He opened the message, seeing that it was from the same number.
“I’m not bluffing this time.”
Heath knew he wasn’t. How could he break up with Heller? Living without him would break his heart completely. Staying with him would damage his reputation and expose him to his dad. There was no way out of this. Either choice left him screwed.
Chapter Three
“You know it’s not like me to gossip,” Trudy began.
Danielle looked up at her from her scrapbooking. It was something she and the McAlisters’ cook enjoyed doing together.
“But there’s something I think you should know about one of your men.”
“What is it?”
Trudy hesitated. “Well, if one of them was cheating on you, would you want to know?”
Her head flew up in outrage. “Well, yeah, I’d want to know. They wouldn’t do that to me.”
“Of course not, dear. It could have just been a scenario that looked bad. These things happen, I suppose.” Trudy pasted some letters to her page.
Danielle was crestfallen. She didn’t believe it, but—“Who was it?”
“Well, if you insist.” Trudy looked up at her and leaned in, lowering her voice. “Now I’m not saying Heath cheated on you, but I have it on good authority that he went to the BDSM club with someone last night.”
Her heart sank. “Who was she?”
“It wasn’t a she. He went there with Heller Enos. I can only conclude that they shared a woman together, although I suppose it’s possible they simply sat there and ogled the members while having a few drinks. One never knows...unless one asks both parties,” Trudy hinted.
“That had to be it,” Danielle said uneasily. “Heath wouldn’t do that.”
“If you say so, dear. I’d like to think I’m wrong, of course, but it would be a pity to give him the benefit of the doubt and be mistaken. If he has nothing to hide, then questioning him on it shouldn’t be an issue. Strange that he didn’t discuss his going to a sex club to leer at naked women with an outlaw biker with you beforehand. No matter. Men must be unfettered even when engaged. Maybe it was an early bachelor party he failed to tell you about. I suppose he shall want strippers and you will be obligated to indulge their wanton lusts.”
Danielle flew to her feet. “I’m going for a walk. Do you mind if we finish this later?”
“Of course not, dear. Question the lowlife and the manly Hulk as well.”
“I think I will. Thank you for telling me. I appreciate you looking out for me.”
“It’s my pleasure.”
She got her coat. “Please don’t tell anyone that Heath was there.”
Trudy made a zipping motion across her lips. “Mum is the word.”
“Thanks.”
* * * *
Danielle heard that Heller was in his motorcycle shop in Stone River. It was right next door to Heath’s veterinary clinic, which was pretty convenient. She knocked on the door, surprised to see Heath in the motorcycle shop already, talking with Heller.
The tattooed man eyed her hungrily and for a good several seconds made her forget her anger with Heath. Knowing it was the same Heller who had wooed her in Chicago and seeing him face to face again left her in awe of him all over again.
However, when that front door opened, her desire to know him took a backseat and all hell broke loose when she stomped inside and clapped eyes on Heath.
“You bastard!” she yelled.
It had been her intention to have a rational discussion with him. Apparently that plan was long gone.
Heath blinked at this, seeming genuinely confused. “Excuse me?”
“Someone said you were at the club last night.”
He tensed. “He told you?”
Heller cut in. “I didn’t tell her anything.”
“What were you doing there?” she demanded. When he didn’t answer she shoved him. “Did you fuck somebody?”
“I didn’t fuck anybody,” Heath replied.
“Technical jackass,” Heller mumbled.
Danielle spun around to face him. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“Why don’t you ask Heathy boy? I’m not allowed to say anything.”
When she looked back at Heath, she saw him glowering at Heller. “Somebody tell me what’s going on right now.”
Heath sighed. “I didn’t fuck any women. I wouldn’t do that to you. I was gonna tell you.”
She shrank back when he reached for her. “Don’t touch me.”
“Oh for Christ’s sake, I fucked him,” Heller blurted.
Heath breathed out deeply, appearing humiliated.
Her attention darted between them. “What?”
“We’re fuck buddies,” Heller said. “He doesn’t want anyone to know because he wants Daddy to be proud of him.”
“Shut up, will you?” Heath snapped.
She relaxed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I was getting around to that. I just...I had to make sure I could trust you.”
“Excuse me?”
Heller sounded amused. “Ah, Heath, who needs TV with you around for laughs?”
Heath rolled his eyes. “Stay out of this, will you?”
“You went to a sex club without telling me and you don’t trust me?” She tried to storm away, but Heath stopped her.
“Hold on. Someone knows I went to seminary before I went to veterinary school. You’re the only one I told. There’s no way that person could have known unless you told him.”
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��You think I told someone your secret?” Now she was even more offended. “I wouldn’t do that to you, Heath, and if you think I would, then maybe we shouldn’t be together.”
She made for the door.
“Ah well, Heath,” Heller said with a smile. “You still have me.”
Heath bolted after her. “Danielle, wait.”
“Bastard,” Heller grumbled.
Heath grabbed her arm. “I’m sorry. I just don’t see how that person could have known otherwise.”
“I didn’t tell anyone,” she said sternly. “You told me something in strict confidence and I respect that.”
“I know that now. I was an idiot for doubting you.”
“You were an idiot before that,” Heller muttered.
“Fuck off already.” Heath faced her again, petting her arms. “Forgive me. I really was gonna tell you about Heller and me. You just can’t tell anyone.”
She gave him a halfhearted smile and stroked his arm. “I won’t. From now on ask if I betrayed your secret. Don’t just assume the worst.”
“You’re right. I just didn’t want to know if you were a bigmouth. I just wanted to be with you no matter what.”
“Are there any other men?” she asked.
“There’d better not be,” Heller warned.
“There aren’t,” Heath replied. “Just him. You said you were fine with it.”
“I am, but you should have told me.”
“I should have. I was going to. This hasn’t been easy for me.”
“It was real easy for me,” Heller added with a lusty grin. “That one gave it up to me fast. He takes it up the ass real nice, don’t you, pretty boy?”
Heath blushed. “He never shuts off.”
Heller smirked.
Danielle’s smile was more authentic this time. “Can I watch you two together sometime?”
“Hell, yeah,” Heller said.
“No,” Heath said at the same time.
Both men looked at each other, squinting in reproach.
She snickered. “Well, I’ll let you guys work that out. I don’t have to be involved. I just want to see you two together. I bet it’s really hot.”
Heath licked his lips, seeming torn.
“Oh, it is,” Heller agreed. “I have half a mind to drag his hot ass into the back room and show you how deep I fuck him.”
