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Heaven and Hell - Part 8 (*Slash*)
For disclaimer and such, see part one.
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~BRADSHAW'S POV~
I glance back in my rear view mirror at the beautiful unconscious man that lays sprawled across the back seat of
my double cab truck.
Damn. Are men suppose to be that pretty? My employer had described him perfectly.
I still can't believe that I located him that easily. God must have been smiling down upon me today.
I feel a pang of guilt hit me as he moans in his forced slumber. He's way too naive to the ways of human nature.
Talking to strangers and going with them to their rooms. Didn't he know that not all people was good?
He moans louder this time and moves a little as if he's having a nightmare.
"Please.....," he whimpers.
I feel my dick harden as I watch his luscious lips slightly part as he groans once again, turning over and exposing
his neck. I imagine him laying in front of me, naked, and his legs spread wide, begging for me to take him.
A horn sounds, startling me.
Damn! I was in the wrong lane.
I shake my head, forcing myself not to look at Jeff.
I can't afford a distraction like Jeff. Best thing that I can do is just drop him off and collect my money from my
generous employer.
~MARK'S POV~
I smile as I watch Hunter and Chris stroll into the waiting room, hand in hand. They are so perfect for each other.
Chris smiles as he spots me. "Mark!"
I gasp as I'm suddenly being smothered by one luscious blonde. "Chris," I whisper chuckling as I return the hug,
smiling at Hunter. "I'm glad to see you, too."
Chris, who suddenly realizes that he's in my lap, jumps up and returns to Hunter's side. "Where's Adam?" He asks
with a slight blush.
"They haven't told me," I growl as I glare at the nurse behind the desk. She raises her eyes at me, but then drops
her gaze quickly.
"Where's Rainbow?" I ask with a frown.
"Long story. I'll pick him up in a couple of hours," Hunter quickly retorts.
"Mr. Calloway?" A voice calls out.
I jump up as I see the older nurse from earlier appear.
Fearing the worst, I practically ran to her.
"We're taking him to a room in our ICU unit so that they can monitor him for the rest of the night. He is very lucky
to be alive considering the vast amount and the type of pills he swallowed."
I nod, silently thanking God for answering my prayer.
"You must understand that the restraints are on for his safety. We don't want him to try another method of suicide
while he is in our hospital," she continues.
"We'll wait on you," Hunter whispers as he slaps my back, knowing that nothing would stand in my way of seeing
Adam again.
I nod as I follow behind her closely, almost tripping over her once in my haste to see Adam.
She turns and glares at me, but then continues.
As I enter the small isolated room with cameras in opposite corners of the room, I shiver. I'm not prepared for the
site that greets me.
Adam looks so frail and pale as he lays motionless on the pure white sheets. I frown as I see the tube in his mouth
and the oxygen device. His arms are bruised from the IV's that they've given him. I shiver as the monitors beep
and click as they monitor his vitals.
A small hand grasps my arm. "Pull up a chair and talk to him. Tell him what he has to live for."
I frown at her, but she merely smiles back all innocently. Damn.
I pull a chair up beside of the bed and sit in it. I clasp his hand. "I'm here baby. I'm sorry it took me so long to find
you, but I did. You can't leave me. Give me chance to prove to you that I love you more than anything."
I glance up at Adam, but there is no change.
I jump as I feel his hand grip mine, not tightly, but it was a start.
"That's it, baby. Fight."
~GLENN'S POV~
I glance down at Jason who is sound asleep beside of me on my private jet. I know that I have to relocate. It's
only a matter of time before Mark and Hunter want their revenge.
I gently caress his hair and face, eliciting a slight pleasurable moan from him.
I've lost Adam, but at least I have sweet Jason.
To tell you the truth, I was surprised when he made no attempt to stay with Hunter. He could have run.
Screamed rape, but he didn't.
He chose me.
Maybe I have found my one true mate.
~JASON'S POV~
I hide the grin as Glenn continues to caress my hair and face. This had been way too easy.
It'll take him a while to forget about Adam, but he will. Life goes on. That's a fact you know, unless someone or
something snuffs it out.
Glenn is mine now. Sure, he may think that he's the boss, but he's not.
I'll give him time to grow to love me and crave me with every fiber of his being. Then, he will have no choice but to
do what I want.
I smile as I snuggle closer to him. "Glenn," I whisper seductively as I fake a yawn.
"Yes, angel," he whispers back quickly.
"Promise me that we'll be together forever," I whisper with a faint smirk, but my head is buried in his chest and he
never saw it.
"Forever," he replies.
I know that he'll try to keep me prisoner like Adam, but I'll never allow that. I'm so much stronger than Adam. I
know what I want, and I always get what I want. One way or another........
~HUNTER'S POV~
I watch as Mark pushes his way through the sliding doors. He looks pale, but relieved.
"How's Adam?" I quickly ask.
"Look's like he's going to make it," Mark says with a relieved smile. The smile fades as a frown appears. "I thought
that I was going to lose him," Mark whimpers.
Damn! The big man is going to cry. I've never seen him shed a tear.
"It's alright," I whisper, pulling him into a tight hug.
"We're together now. That's all that matters."
I glance at Chris and he's smiling.
"What's so funny?" I ask.
"You two," he giggles. "You look so hot together."
I smile as he blushes and lowers his eyes. "Is that so?" I growl, looking up at Mark, who is also looking at Chris
lustfully.
Mark shakes his head. "We better go get Rainbow before it gets dark."
"What about Adam?" I ask.
"The nurses kicked me out again, said that I made them nervous or some crazy shit. Besides, I'm worried about
Jeff," Mark whispers with a frown.
"Let's go get him," I whisper, pulling both of them along.
~LANCE'S POV~
"I have to pee!" I yell to Bret, hiding my smirk.
Bret issues a heavy sigh. "Can't you two ever pee at the same time?" He growls as he pulls the van over.
Chris looks at me and grins. I turn away, not acknowledging his stare. They both are going to pay for leaving me
behind.
"Lance," Chris whispers, but goes silent as Bret shoves the van's sliding door open.
"I swear you two are going to be the death of me," Bret growls as he releases my ankle cuffs and pulls me to him.
"Why don't you just release us? You have to sooner or later," Chris whispers with a grin.
"Not a chance wolverine," Bret hisses as he practically drags me into the small clump of trees.
Before I know it he has my pants unzipped and my cock in his hand.
"What are you waiting for?" He growls impatiently.
"Don't rush me!" I snap. "It's hard enough to take a piss without your hand on my cock."
Bret sighs in frustration.
"Besides, I don't have to pee," I whisper with a mischievous grin.
He glares at me. "WHAT?"
"I just wanted to stretch my legs," I whisper innocently.
"Why didn't you just fucking tell me that?" Bret screams at me.
"Because you wouldn't pull over for that, and I like feeling your hand on my cock," I whisper, smiling, and winking
at him.
"Fuck!" He growls as he releases my cock. "Get back in the van!"
I hear Chris laughing, and that sets him off. He runs to the van abandoning me as he pounces on Chris. I hear Chris
let out a wail of pain.
I run back as fast as I can with my pants at my ankles and my hard cock swinging between my legs. Thank God
that Bret had chosen a lesser used route.
I look inside and was just about to beg Bret to take it easy on Chris, when I see the sight before me.
Chris isn't fighting for his life, but moaning and squirming under Bret as he kisses him roughly, but passionately.
I clear my throat and Bret jumps.
"Think you can pull my pants up now?" I ask innocently.
Chris grins. "I personally think that he should lose his clothing privileges for the little stunt that he just pulled."
"What?" I gasp as Bret practically hauls me face first into the van, growling at Chris as Bret quickly relieves me of
the remainder of my clothes.
"That's not fair!" I pout. "Chris started ....."
I yelp as Bret slaps me hard with a well-placed slap across my exposed ass. "Ouch!" I yelp.
He then proceeds to do the same with Chris, who looks kinda shocked.
Once Chris and I are both naked as the day we were born, Bret sits back and admires us.
"This isn't funny," Chris growls.
Bret smiles a wicked smile. "But it is. Next time one of you "have" to take a piss, think long and hard about it. I've
heard there's some hungry mosquitoes around these parts, and well....your privates are awful tender. And if you
even think about pulling another prank on me, your ass is going to be so sore by the time we get to Canada!"
I glare at him, but he flashes me a beautiful smile and climbs out.
A second later he is buckling up in the driver's seat. "We are going home and you two "will" behave yourself."
Oh, yeah? Just wait until you stop tonight.
I glance over at Chris and he is really checking me out. It's not like he hasn't seen everything that I have before.
"Tonight, when we stop," he whispers, "Wanna....."
"Go fuck yourself Chris," I growl, rolling over on my side.
Tonight, I was going to be in charge, not them.
~ADAM'S POV~
My eyes flutter open and I see a dark figure standing at the end of my bed.
I want to say something but the tube in my mouth won't let me. I want to tell Mark how much I've missed him.
How much I love him.
My eyes widen as the figure steps out of the shadow of my monitors.
It's not Mark!
My heart rate increases as the man starts to click off my monitors one by one while grinning at me.
Who is he? What would he want with me?
I glance at the nurses station and see the nurse slumped over at her desk. I whimper. He killed her!
"She can't help you," the man whispers. "No one can. You're coming with me beautiful. You're going to help me
lure Mark and Hunter to their grave."
I whimper as he moves toward me. I pull against the restraints, but they hold me securely. Fuck! Where is Mark?
I try to scream , but the tube prevents it.
As the man looms over me and removes my oxygen, he dangles a pair of handcuffs in front of me. "Such a
beautiful flower," he whispers.
I gasp as his hand grips the tube that runs down my throat.
Mark, where are you?!
~TBC~
