Heaven and Hell - Part 2 (*slash*)
For disclaimers and such, see part one.
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~ADAM'S POV~
I yawn and stretch as I roll over in bed. The first rays of sunshine are slowly filtering through the curtains.
I glance beside of me and find that Glenn isn't there. I feel the sheets and they are cool, realizing that he hasn't been
for sometime. A frown forms on my forehead as I wonder where he is. He has never let me wake up alone before.
Then again, he has been acting weird since that night that I accidentally called out Mark's name.
Weird in that he is more kinder.......more gentle when he takes me.
Hell, I'm not sure how I let him talk me into it, but he managed to get me to eat an entire pound of steak last night. I
guess he's onto my plan of trying to starve myself to be free of this place.
I jump as the bedroom door slowly pushes open and he enters with a huge smile.
"Good morning, sleeping beauty," he whispers as he approaches the bed, removing the jacket to suit.
My breath catches in my throat as I have to admit that he looks mighty sexy right at this moment. His unruly curls
are pulled back in a neat slick ponytail giving him the uncanny look of a authentic businessman.
"Did you miss me when you awoke?" He asks amused at my expression.
Does he read minds?
I nod, unsure if I had or not. I raise up and sit on the bed, unsure of what he has planned for me since we missed our
ritual morning fuck, something that hasn't happened in a year. It's always the same. He fucks me when I wake up,
once during the day, and before I go to sleep, sometimes more if he's in the mood or frustrated. It's as if he's making
sure that I get my daily required fucks.
I watch as he undresses. I silently wonder what type of meeting would be this early in the morning. Nothing legal, I
bet.
"Come, let's shower together," he whispers, extending his hand to me.
Startled, but quickly realizing that I had no choice, my hand extends and is immediately grasped by his, pulling me up
to a standing position.
Damn! His strength never fails to amaze me.
His arm wraps around my waist possessively as he leads me into the bathroom as if I can't walk by myself. As he
leans into the shower to turn the water on, he doesn't release his grip on my waist.
Only after he checks and rechecks the temp of the water, he finally allows me to step inside of the huge shower with
him right behind me.
He stands behind me, pulling me back against his chest as his face nuzzles in hair. His hand reaches up and brushes
away the stray strands of hair that block his access to my throat.
A shiver runs down my spine as he presses closer, gently sucking and nipping at my neck, marking me. A soft growl
escapes his throat as he thrusts his rock-hard cock against my backside.
Between the soft spray of warm water spraying me and the warm caresses of his hands as they slide around on my
torso and lower abdomen, I issue a soft yielding moan as I lean my head back on his shoulder, submitting to him.
He chuckles as I go lax in his arms. "I have an anniversary surprise for you when we get out of here," he whispers in
my ear.
I mumble a very low, barely audible moan of acknowledgment. Anniversary? He makes it sound like we're married
or something. I'm his prisoner, nothing more.
He growls softly as his knees pry my legs further apart as he gently pushes me forward until I'm face first against
the wet, hard, tiled wall.
I jump as one of his huge fingers press up into me, probing.
I wiggle my hips at the slightly painful intrusion. No matter how many times he takes me, it always hurts at the
beginning.
"Damn, you're always so hot and tight," he growls lustfully.
I exhale in relief as he removes the finger, but brace myself for larger things to come.
As he slowly pushes into me, he kisses along my neck and shoulder trying to soothe me.
My fingers scrape at the slick surface of the shower as he shoves his entire length into me, impaling me on his cock.
He nips at my neck, but remains still as he allows me time to adjust to his size. His fingers are tugging and pinching at
my nipples, and I bite my lips to keep from crying out.
I feel so complete, so......full with him inside of me. Almost like I did with Mark. But he's not Mark. He's nothing like
Mark, or is he? They are brothers after all.
No! He bought and paid for me. He's made his own private sex slave. A toy.
I whimper as his hands slide down my sides and grip my hips as he starts a slow, hard, grinding motion into me.
My hands slide down to grip my own rigid cock and stroke it.
"No," he growls as he brushes my hand away. "I didn't give you permission to come."
I whimper as I quickly release my cock.
He thrusts into me harder, practically jabbing me with his cock. He roars as he comes inside of me, spraying my
insides with his warm, creamy seed.
He falls against me, crushing me closer to the wall as he catches his breath. I remain still and placid, knowing that I
was his toy to do as he pleased with.
He sighs as he raises up and pulls out of me. I feel his seed as it trickles down my inner thighs.
"Turn around, angel," he whispers lustfully.
I do as he instructs, but he's pressed so close to me that it's difficult. He smiles as he leans in and kisses me
passionately.
He pulls back and smiles again before he drops to one knee and takes my entire length into his mouth.
I glance down and watch as my cock disappears in and out of his mouth. He sucks hungrily like a huge greedy child.
The sensation and sight before me is too much and I feel myself tense.
"OH....GLENN!" I scream as I come. He growls as he sucks and swallows everything that I have to offer, milking
every drop from me.
I lean against the shower wall unable to breath, much less move right now. My knees are trembling as is the rest of
my body.
He grins as he stands, licking the corner of his mouth. He reaches out and pulls me to him, easily holding me. He
presses his lips to mine, allowing me to taste myself.
He pats my ass as he slowly turns me around and grabs the bar of soap. He proceeds to wash us both.
After bathing, drying, and grooming us both, we finally emerge back into the bedroom.
I stop as I see a young, blond-haired man kneeling in the middle of our bed. He is naked and his head is bowed hiding
his face.
I look at Glenn shocked.
He merely smiles as he leads me to the bed. "Adam, this is Jason. He will be joining us in our bed from now on."
~GLENN'S POV~
I feel Adam's entire body tense. Is that a hint of jealousy that I see on his beautiful face?
"Am I being replaced?" He asks in a whisper.
I look at him shocked. "NO! Never," I practically hiss. "Jason will keep you company when I'm not here, but he will
also service my sexual needs as you do. He's a little inexperienced in the master/slave relationship, but I'll leave it up
to you to see that he learns quickly."
~JASON'S POV~
I try to control the trembling of my body as I realize my current situation is not a dream. The two huge security
guards standing just outside of the door are very real and they have made it clear what they intend to do if I fail to
please their employer.
I make a bold move and glance up at Glenn, but his face is expressionless as he dresses. He winks at me and I
quickly lower my eyes.
Memories of last night come flooding back to me. I remember going to this private club with my friends, and Glenn
inviting me to dance and have a drink with him. The next thing I remember is being in his room with him rutting on
top of me and calling me Adam.
He had made it clear to me that I now belonged to him and that he would only share me with Adam. I was to be a
plaything and confidant for Adam, and that if I failed, he wouldn't hesitate to kill me.
I glance up at the blond Adonis who is staring at me with a confused look on his face. Adam. The name sounds like
honey to me, and I suddenly long to be held in his arms. Will he help me escape this hell?
~MARK'S POV~
As Hunter and I step out from the airport, we smile at each other.
Finally, we have a lead on Adam and Chris. We had lived through a year of hell, not knowing if they were alive or
dead.
I think of my brother and I start to seethe. No, I must be calm until Adam and Chris are safely away from him.
"Think that they have forgotten about us?" Hunter asks with a worried expression.
"You never forget your first," I reassure him. "But we have to find them quickly. I have a bad feeling something is
going to happen."
Hunter frowns and quickly hails a taxi.
~BRET "THE HITMAN" HART'S POV~
I smile as I watch Mark and Hunter hail a taxi. I must admit that they do look good together. I've been watching
them for almost a year, and the sex between them was as hot as it got between two men.
I knew that if I was a patient man, these two would lead me directly to Glenn and Benoit. You might say that I have
some unsettled business with Glenn and some very personal business with Benoit.
I chuckle at how easy this hit is going to be. All I have to do is follow them and my revenge will start.
I will have scored the biggest hit yet and reclaim a lost love.
~TBC~
