by Viva Gold
GOOD LORD
by
Viva Gold
GOOD LORD
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GOOD LORD (Woolf Tales 2)
Thrilling, dark, erotic and intriguing. The new novel from Viva Gold picks up where Izzy’s Boy leaves off and we see the cast of characters embark on the next phase of their lives fraught with terror, filled with love, and quite a bit of consensual pain! This is not a BDSM story – it's filthy in parts; utterly abhorrent in others and downright sexy throughout.
Lord Jason Greenall doesn’t have a very high opinion of himself, but one thing he does know is that he deserves to be loved just like anyone else. It is with this in mind that he separates from his boyfriends, G & T, who happen to be twins that are more in love with each other than they care to admit, and goes home to Greenall Manor to lick his wounds and ponder on life in general.
Sipping tea in the conservatory with his beloved mother, Jason gets an eyeful of his French cousin Remi, who he hasn’t seen for a few years. Oh boy, Remi grew up to be somewhat delicious. Tall, and muscly, black hair and blue eyes, olive skinned and surly – everything Jason is attracted to and trying hard not to show it.
Remi has come to live at Greenall Manor while studying at Oxford. His mother is married to Jason’s father’s first cousin Marc, which means they are not blood related. Not that that would prevent Remi from taking what he wants. And he wants Jason. And he takes him. No safe words; no limits.
Their story includes Izzy and Adam of course, and the Twins. But we also meet Angel in a set of disturbing circumstances that could easily devastate the entire family. Remi is not as bullish as he would appear but he does have tendencies that make him volatile and unpredictable. Izzy is not ok with this at all and unleashes his Dom all over the lot of them.
Jason finds himself in predicaments and situations both physical and emotional that could either make him or break him…. Oh, Good Lord.
NOTE TO READERS
In Izzy’s Boy, Jason’s last name is Grenfell. In ‘Good Lord’ I have changed it to Greenall. The reason for this is out of respect to all those who suffered in London recently when Grenfell Tower caught fire. I am a lifelong London resident and it just didn’t feel right using that name when so many perished. Thank you for your understanding.
Also… Remi and Jason’s story is not sweet. There is violence and extreme sexual practice including breath play. Be prepared.
VIVA GOLD loves to write MM romance that contains a darker and more erotic beat to it.
Having lived in London my entire life, my writing style reflects my background and has a distinctly British feel to it. I like my characters to be realistic based on demographics and social standing, yet they have to also star in my fantasies making them sexy, gritty, needy and overall deliciously dreamy.
I admit to being obsessed with men’s bodies in all their glory and have no shame in admitting I happily trawl through the wonderful world of social media in the hopes of feeding my passion on an alarmingly regular basis.
But most of all, I love words and all the power they contain. Subsequently, it is my ultimate goal in life to use my words for your pleasure and enjoyment.
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
This time around there are loads of people to thank. My debut novel, Izzy’s Boy, gained a lot of attention thanks to an amazing bunch of people who shared and posted and reviewed – without them I would be nowhere!
Too many to mention but special thanks to Rae L Hendry and Nese Booklover Cimener for your never-ending mentions!
Jessica Harper for guidance and support; Louisa Mae for encouragement and hilarious editing comments!
My fellow MM DreaMMers authors from our group on Facebook. Brad Tanner, Lou Watton, Megs Pritchard, Tracy McKay, Louisa Mae, JJ Harper, Nicole Colville. You are all fantastic!
All the fans in MM DreaMMers – they are brilliant - come join us on Facebook, we have a lot of fun….
Suzanne Burke of Books Laid Bare Boys – just ‘cos she is FAB.
To all my friends and family for their patience, especially to my long-suffering hubby who never seems to get phased by the extremely awkward anatomical questions I subject him to!
And mostly of course to you; my reader. Without you I am nothing…. thank you.
Viva x
CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 1
My stomach flipped crazily as I sat waiting for G&T to arrive. I had chosen a quiet pub for our meeting as I didn’t want them touching me or trying to distract me from what I was about to. The three of us had been lovers for a few months now but I felt the Twins were more in to each other than they were me. For many years they had suppressed their desire for one another and now they were finally free in their minds to pursue their affections, I felt like nothing more than a conduit. I wasn’t in love with them yet, but I was extremely attached to them and I knew if I left it any longer I wouldn’t be able to break away. I owed it to myself to have someone in my life devoted entirely to me, Jason Greenall, and not diluted by their love for each other. Izzy would tell me I was being a coward but he was so in love with his Adam, he couldn’t see further than the end of his own dick these days.
I watched as a huge bald black man walked towards me followed by his identical brother and as always, my breath hitched at their magnificence. Both towering at well above the 6-foot mark and as wide as the proverbial brick shit house, they looked nothing short of menacing. Indeed, as close protection body guards it was an effective first impression but I knew them both to be gentle and kind and fucking amazing in bed.
“What the hell am I thinking?” I muttered to myself as G bent to kiss my cheek and T did the same on my other side. I pointed to the two-seater sofa opposite and they dutifully wedged their girths into the couch without question.
“Can I get you both a drink?” I asked but they both shook their heads. I could sense their trepidation at being summoned for a ‘chat.’
“Out with it, Jase. What’s on your mind?” T’s deep voice rumbled loudly in the confined space and I shuddered feeling not at all brave. I crossed one rather superbly suited leg over the other, and spoke to them directly.
“Boys, it’s been a lot of fun, but honestly, it’s over for me.” I watched their expressions morph into utter shock. Examining my finger nails intently I schooled my features to look slightly bored.
“You’re not funny, Jason. “
I sighed at T. “Darling, I’m not trying to be
funny, merely stating fact. Do try and keep up. “
I tutted dramatically and the Twins rolled their eyes. I was known for being a touch over the top at times, but this was not one of them. I really did want them gone. I brushed imaginary crumbs from my lap before standing. “I’ll arrange to have your stuff at my flat removed and delivered back to you. It has been fun but I’m afraid I’ve grown bored. It’s best.” I stood to leave but quick as lightning G jumped to his feet and grabbed my upper arm. I raised an eyebrow at him and he released me quickly.
“Sorry Jase, I didn’t mean to hurt you, baby. But you can’t just leave us like this, we love you.” The big man whined and looked crestfallen. My chest felt tight and the sting of tears threatened but I had to pretend for their sakes that I was being brutally honest.
“No, you don’t. You love each other and quite frankly, I’m not one to share the limelight.” I straightened my tie and made to leave before adding, “It really is for the best. Thank you for being so wonderful the pair of you, really, I wouldn’t put up with me for as long as you have.” My voice cracked and the well of tears refused to ebb so I made a speedy exit leaving my forlorn and desperate lovers floundering in my wake.
“Jason!”
I groaned. My boss and best friend, Isadore Woolf, was bellowing at me. I could guess why. I shuffled into his office.
“What in the ever-loving fuck did you do now?” Izzy was gorgeous and never more so than when he was all riled up. He was my eternal crush but had found love elsewhere leaving me to lick my wounds, or rather two very large black cocks. His husband Adam was also a very dear friend and no doubt would be on the blower as soon as he heard.
“Obviously you know or you wouldn’t be yelling at me. And really, darling it’s not attractive; do calm down.”
Izzy looked mad and I did quiver a little bit, whether from fear or arousal I couldn’t be sure.
“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down Little Lord Fuckwit.”
“Well, that’s charming.”
“G just called me. He wanted to make sure you were ok after your ‘meeting’.”
“That’s sweet.”
“It’s not fucking sweet. Devastated, heart broken, upset perhaps - but not fucking sweet!” Izzy’s voice had risen to glass shattering decibels and I rolled my eyes at him.
“It’s not your business Isadore.” I only called him by his full first name when I was annoyed at him and he knew that.
“Jase.” His voice softened measurably. “What did you do, love?”
Oh goodness, when Izzy turned gooey my insides melted. I couldn’t let myself get soppy or I’d break down completely and the last thing I wanted was to show weakness in front of my boss. If Izzy showed me one iota of sympathy I’d be finished. G & T had become good friends with Izzy and Adam and it wasn’t my intention to dissolve the bond between them, after all a foursome was as good as a fivesome at the end of the day.
“I know you may find this hard to believe Izzy, considering you and Adam are so loved up, but just because I’ve had my fun with the Twins doesn’t mean it’s a lifetime thing. You know how I get bored.”
Izzy rolled his big brown eyes at me. “Why do I feel like you’re not telling me the truth?”
“Not everything is your business, dear.”
“You’re my business, Jason.”
I fumbled with the buttons on my jacket. I needed Izzy to understand that I did not want his ‘Dominant’ alter ego thrashing me with good intentions.
“I love you Woolf man but you don’t get a say in my life. You’re my friend not my lover or even my Dom. So back off darling, would you?” Izzy did not look convinced but his talent for being an excellent judge of character made him good at reading people and knowing when to retreat. I didn’t for one minute expect this to be the last I heard about the subject but he did me the courtesy of allowing me to leave without further interrogating me.
I held it together for the rest of the afternoon. No one would have guessed the turmoil raging inside of me as I went about my business, but as soon as I returned to my flat I kicked off my Gucci loafers, grabbed a bottle of tequila and drowned my sorrows on the living room couch.
The pounding in my head was relentless. Even when I shoved a cushion over my head it didn’t stop and I was beginning to feel nauseous.
“Open the door Jase!”
I groaned. Another do-gooder come to make me see the error of my ways no doubt.
“Fuck off Adam, I’m sleeping.”
“It’s three in the afternoon, Izzy was worried about you.”
“Fuck!” I bolted upright to find myself still on the couch semi clothed. The tequila bottle hit the floor and smashed apart on the hard wood. Clearly my brain to feet thought process wasn’t working and I yelped loudly as a shard of glass penetrated the underside of my bare foot. Blood began to pour from it as I limped across the room to open the door.
“What the hell Jason, what did you do?” Adam scooped me into his arms and hurried into the bathroom which should have made me swoon at his manly heroics but I was too sick and as such his jiggling around caused me to vomit profusely all over the both of us. Adam, bless, didn’t even break stride. He merely squished his nose adorably and walked us both into the shower. Somehow with much tugging and pulling we managed to get most of our clothes off before he turned on the taps and let the water cascade over us. I was miserable and as I watched the blood and vomit disappear down the drain I started to sniffle into his shoulder. Adam sighed and hugged me tighter then gently sat me on the tiled ledge seat thing and washed me.
It should have been strange for us to be bare arse naked together in the shower but Adam and I had been nude together many times. We’d even had sex together, with our partners present and participating admittedly, but for right now I was just glad there was no awkwardness between us. We were the best of friends and that’s what I needed. I would never betray Izzy by coming on to Adam without him being there too. It wasn’t a conventional set up but it worked for us. Or at least it had until I broke things off with the Twins. Still, a man could look and maybe touch a little.
“Jason, what are you doing?” Adam grabbed my biceps and pushed himself away from me. My hands fell from his pecs and I swallowed several times. Tears welled and I hated myself for pushing the boundaries of his trust. This is what I did though, ruined every good thing in my life. Self-destruction was my best game and I had been playing it for years.
“Nothing I haven’t done before big man.” I batted my long blonde eyelashes at him hoping he’d make light of it, yet Adam frowned and began to chew fervently on his lower lip, a sure sign he was stressed. Knowing I’d probably fucked things up between us I decided the best thing to do was to throw up again, which I did before I promptly passed out.
I had no idea how long I was out for but judging by the presence of the two men crowding me I gathered it might have been a fair while.
“Baby, what did you do?”
“God Jason, your foot is a mess.”
The deep rumbling tones of the Twins’ voices reverberated around in my head barely audible above the pounding of my brain against the shell of my skull. My headache was bad and I immediately felt nauseous.
“Tequila.” I croaked.
“Yeah, we saw.”
I squinted one eye half open and looked at T sitting beside me on the bed. “Why are you here?”
“Adam called. He thought it best we come and look after you. Said something about vomit covered nipples.”
My stomach heaved at the memory of covering Adam in puke in the shower and I shuddered.
“He must hate me.”
“Nah, Adam isn’t capable…he loves you, he was just worried.”
I clutched my head. G brushed the back of his fingers against my cheek. “Here baby, take these.” He popped a couple of ibuprofen max strength into my mouth and held a bottle of water to my lips. I took a few tentative sips hoping it would all stay down.
“Ta.” I croake
d my thanks.
“Do you feel up to having a chat?” I heard the slight tremor of nerves in T’s voice and my heart squeezed. These two men were too good to me. I wasn’t what they needed though and I had to make them understand that there was no going back on us splitting up.
“G. T. I love you both dearly, but I’m not changing my mind. You two have heaps to sort out before you’re ready to introduce anyone else into the mix, if at all. I pray we can stay friends, but that is all it will ever be. I want what Adam and Izzy have and it would be selfish of me to stay with you. I love you both too much to deceive you like that.” Tears I hadn’t realised I was shedding rolled down my cheeks and my two former lovers wiped them away. They lay down beside me cocooning me with their bodies. Words weren’t their forte and right now none were needed. Their sorrowful expressions and gentle caresses told me everything I needed to know. Engulfed in their tender loving care, I fell into a deep sleep.
The bright morning sunlight flooded my room and I woke up feeling refreshed and motivated and more importantly, alone. Parts of my body were none too impressed with that fact and the sheets tented where my rock-hard cock strained for some attention. I threw back the covers and rubbed out a quick one then jumped in the shower. I was relieved to note nothing of the previous day’s debacle remained to be seen and I forced the memories from my mind focusing on the day that lay ahead. I had a few things in the office to sort out for Izzy, and then I wanted to ask him if I could take some annual leave so I could go and visit my parents. I hadn’t been home in a while and I felt like I could benefit from some Mummy time.
“How long will you be gone?” Izzy whined at me.
“A couple of weeks if that’s ok. No more than my allocated annual leave allowance.” I snipped.
Izzy rolled his eyes. “No one’s indispensable Jase, I’ll just miss you that’s all.” I studied my finger nails which under inspection looked like a good manicure was in order. “Jason!” I jumped at Izzy’s tone.