War of the Titans - 10/? (*slash*)
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~ROB'S POV~
I watch mesmerized as they look at each other. It's as if they know automatically know what the
other one wants without communicating one single word.
In a matter of seconds, they have stripped me of all my clothing, leaving me as bare as the day I
was born. I shiver as I feel their lustful stares.
They smile at me as they strip. I know that I should be fighting and trying to escape, but I
continue to lay completely still, mesmerized. Their beauty is enchanting. Matt, the oldest sibling is
dark and mysterious. He is as sleek as a black panther on the prowl. Jeff, the youngest sibling, is
graceful and elegant, quite a contrast to his older brother, but is clearly the daredevil of the duo.
Quick and agile as a gazelle, but with the heart of lion, he controls his brother.
I grin as I realize that even though Matt is older, Jeff has him wrapped around his little finger.
I watch as Jeff takes his time stripping, his fingers lingering on his body longer than need be. He is
reveling in the fact that it was driving both Matt and me crazy with desire.
Matt looks at me and grins. "Ever hear of sensual torture?" He asks as he leans in and presses his
lips to mine. "He's beautiful isn't he?"
His lips are so soft and luscious, and I nod in agreement.
A moan escapes my throat as Jeff joins his brother. If this is interrogation, bring it on!
~MATT'S POV~
I smile as I hear our prisoner moan. After we're done with him, he will really understand the
meaning of being double-teamed. If he thinks he's experienced extreme, wait until we get
through with him.
My hands slowly start to explore his hard, muscular body. He jumps as my fingers wrap around
his long, thick cock. I don't think that I need to ask if he's enjoying himself.
Jeff raises up and smiles at me.
I smile as I wink at him.
Let the torture begin.
~JEFF'S POV~
As Matt strokes his cock, I slip the adjustable ring on it, tightening it until Rob whimpers in pain.
"No," he whimpers as he starts to struggle, but Matt grabs his arms, holding him down.
"Don't worry," I whisper in Rob's ear, "it gets better."
He groans, and I grin. Let the game begin.
I feel my own cock twitch as I watch him squirm helplessly. Smiling, I move downwards, placing
soft kisses along his torso and abdomen as I slowly ascend upon my target.
He hisses as my mouth inhales his cock, sucking on it with such ferocity that he screams in pain. I
gently rake my teeth along it until his hips start to buck upwards in attempt to dislodge his cock
from my mouth. I chuckle, no chance of that happening.
"STOP!" He screams. "Please!"
I look up at Matt and he is smiling at me, watching my every move. I look down at his cock and it
is hard and jutting upwards from it's dark nest of curls. He wants me so bad, hell, I can smell his
arousal.
Matt somehow manages to tear his eyes from me as he looks down at Rob. "Ready to tell us
everything you know?" He asks smiling. "We could torture you all night long," he whispers as he
winks at me.
All night long. Yeah, I like how that sounds.
~HUNTER'S POV~
I manage a weak smile as I watch Rocky carefully wipe the blood from my face. His face is still
covered in his own blood, but he chooses to nurse me instead of taking care of himself. God, why
can't I admit to him how much I love him?
I wince as the pain in my shoulder increases. Rocky has already removed the piece of metal that
had been lodged there by the explosion, but I think infection has set in.
I have to tell him. I may not get another chance.
"Rocky, I love you!" I gasp, as I start to tremble.
"I know. I love you, too," he whispers softly as he gently presses his lips to mine. "Don't even
think about dying. I'll kick your ass."
A smile slides across my face as sleep claims me once again. It's been a long time since I had a
reason to wake up.
~ROCKY'S POV~
I watch as sleep claims him once again. He's so weak and cold. I glance at his shoulder and the
wound looks bad.
I have to get him out of here.
I'm weak and my shoulder hurts like hell, but I manage to drag him to his ship. Once inside of it, I
breath a sigh of relief.
I look over at Hunter and gasp. He's so pale.
I quickly hop into the pilot's seat. I have to get him back to a Federation ship and fast.
"Hunter, I'm warning you. Don't even think about dying on me," I whisper to the unconscious
man sitting next to me.
~BENOIT'S POV~
Jericho whimpers as I shove him back into my room. He's trembling.
Fuck! He's gorgeous, and he's mine.
I had hoped that he was sincere in accepting me as his master, but I guess it's too early in our
relationship. I move toward him, and he backs away from me.
"I'm going on a mission," I whisper, "And you're coming with me."
He looks at me confused. "What?"
"I'm going on a long-range reconnaissance mission, and unless you want to take your chances with
my fellow Alliance members, you'll come with me."
He stares at me. I can tell he's debating. He looks down at the control band on his ankle. "I don't
have a choice."
I lean down and remove the ankle band.
As I stand, he looks at me confused. I hand him an Alliance uniform. He looks at me a few
moments and then changes into the uniform.
I quickly pack my gear and some for him. He's my responsibility now.
As we walk towards my fighter, he stays close to my side.
I want to believe that he cares about me, but I know that he's just scared and feels safe close to
me. Maybe in time, he will come to love me and submit to me willingly.
~BRYAN CLARK'S POV~
I watch Brian as he looks down at the blond sleeping beauty. For a brief moment, I'm jealous.
Then I realize that the boy is no threat to me. Marcus will be here soon to reclaim him and we'll
never see him again.
"No wonder Marcus didn't want to leave the honeymoon bed," I say grinning.
Brian laughs out loud as he pulls me to him, his lips crushing against mine as our bodies grind
together.
"Jealous?" Brian whispers in my ear.
"No," I lie.
He laughs out loud. "I only want you," he whispers.
Maybe I should keep the long-legged blonde around if he has this kind of effect on my lover.
~MARCUS' POV~
I roar in outrage as I discover that my mate and child have been stolen from my very own bed.
My anger is so great that everyone feels it aboard the ship and trembles in fear. I will rip the
heart out of the bastard who dares to touch what's mine.
I tear the ship apart, but realize that it's useless. I can't even sense him. Either he's not on board,
or someone just as powerful as me is shielding him.
Kane!
I storm into my brother's room. Kane and Jason are on the bed and in the process of making love.
Kane growls at me as I approach them. Jason cowers behind my brother trembling, his face flush.
The scent of sex is strong and I know Kane has taken him recently and is in the process of
claiming him again.
I glare at them as I realize that Jason had nothing to do with Adam's disappearance. I storm back
out of the room, but I hear Kane's voice in my head.
"Asshole."
I frown as I continue my rampage.
"Lord Marcus," Bradshaw says as he bows before me.
"What?" I growl.
"I detected a transporter beam earlier."
"Do you know have the location where it originated?"
Bradshaw smiles. "Yep."
I could hug the big lug, but Adam awaits my rescue.
~TBC~
