Seducing His Brother's Best Friend

by E. A. Reynolds

  “When I get back to the office.”

  He talked to Reynard a few more minutes before hanging up.

  “Come in, Bale.” He picked up Bale’s scent easily from the other side of the door. The black heart incubi had a scent similar to sunshine.

  Bale dropped into the armless chair in front of his friend’s marked-up, old desk. “You didn’t assign me a case. Are you mad at me or something?” Bale asked.

  “I’m putting you to work with Merc in tracking down the death stalker,” Ennis answered. “Jase witnessed a murder, and I think that murderer is the same death stalker Merc is on the trail of.”

  “I thought you believed the stalker was just passing through and enjoying himself.”

  “I did at first, but things are starting to look organized enough to point to some kind of motive. I want you and Merc to find out what it is. Rey is sending me the files of the case. When I get them, I’ll pass them over to you, and I want you to share them with Merc.”

  “Okay. What about Jase?” Bale asked.

  “I’m going to protect him.”

  “I think I should handle that,” Bale said in a suggestive tone. “I mean, considering what Jarrett told us about last night.”

  Ennis shrugged. “What about it?”

  “You seducing Jase,” he snapped. “I thought we agreed he was too vulnerable for you.”

  “I didn’t go after Jase,” he said coldly.

  “So, what the hell was he doing at your place in…panties?” Bale demanded.

  “He showed up out of the blue, and he wasn’t wearing panties.” Those briefs had been hot enough to set his dick on fire.

  “You should have sent him away,” Bale snapped.

  Then, he’d have missed that lap dance. “Back off, Bale,” he muttered. The time for backing off Jase had passed now that the demon had tasted his mate.

  Bale glared at him. “You know—”

  “I know,” he cut in gently. “I also know Jase is a big boy and has a right to decide for himself what he wants.”

  Bale gave him a hard look. “Jase deserves a chance to be happy. You’ll never commit to him because you bastards never commit to anyone except your mates, so leave him the fuck alone before you break his heart.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Jase discarded the second shirt he’d tried on and pulled on a third and then admired himself in the mirror over his dresser. The green shirt brought out his eyes, but the pink one was his favorite. Jase pulled it on over the green silk T-shirt he’d paired with a matching pair of briefs.

  The doorbell rang, and he combed his fingers through his hair and hurried to answer it. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach as he stared at the door a moment and then looked out of the peephole before tugging it open. His lips automatically curved into a smile at the sight of Ennis in a purple shirt and faded blue jeans.

  He had a bottle of wine in one hand and a couple of bags in the other. “Hi, Jase.”

  He grinned. “Hi, gorgeous,” he said, feeling suddenly a little shy. “I mean Ennis. Hi.”

  Ennis laughed. “Wine to go with dinner, a gift for the hot host, and condoms.”

  Jase laughed and took the items. He put the smaller bag on the couch. “Thanks. Dinner’s almost ready. I hope you like chicken parmesan.”

  “It’ll do,” Ennis answered.

  “I can call out,” Jase said, uncertain.

  “That’s not necessary, Jase,” he assured him quickly.

  “Okay, we can eat in a few minutes,” Jase said. “I’ll pour us some wine.” They stepped into his small kitchen, and he set the bottle and the box on the counter before washing his hands and retrieving two goblets. “White or red?”

  “Whichever you’re having is fine.”

  Jase started to the fridge and Ennis caught his wrist and drew him into his arms. Jase looked up at him a little uncertain now that everything was happening as he hoped it would.

  What if Ennis realized he was just a man who overanalyzed some things and was afraid of opening himself up to what he wanted most, love.

  “I’m glad you came over last night,” Ennis murmured. “I’d be working and eating leftovers tonight. Then, I’d fall asleep wishing I’d called you.”

  He smiled. “I’d have been doing the same,” he admitted.

  Ennis’s answer was to kiss him. Jase’s arms went around his neck as he lifted on tiptoe as his tongue slid against Ennis’s. He was such a good kisser. Why hadn’t he gone after him sooner?

  “You taste so sweet,” Ennis murmured.

  Jase gave him a shy smile. “I’ll pour that wine.”

  Ennis released him. “So, how was your day?”

  “Umm okay.” Jase poured the wine and handed Ennis a glass before moving to the stove.

  “Why didn’t you tell me you’d witnessed the entire murder?” Ennis demanded. “The guy’s already erased your computer and trashed your darkroom. Imagine how he’s going to react once the police start going after him.”

  “I didn’t see the murder. I caught it on camera while I was talking to Jarrett.” Jase grimaced. “I just saw the beginnings of it, and I wasn’t even sure what I was seeing. I mean the guy was acting like a vampire or something. He had a weird tongue and fangs.”

  “J—”

  “Who are you going to assign to my case?” Jase asked, hoping he wasn’t going to assign anyone and would take the case himself.

  Ennis studied him for a moment, his expression enigmatic. “Bale and I will probably work with you,” Ennis answered.

  “Why Bale?” He swallowed tightly.

  “Why would you ask that?” Ennis asked with a frown. “Bale and I frequently work together.”

  He shook his head and removed a pan from the oven. “I just—how much is this protection going to cost me?”

  “There is nothing going on between me and Bale, Jase,” Ennis answered quietly. “Bale is nothing more than a friend. No benefits.” Ennis went to him and kissed the back of Jase’s neck. “You smell so good, Jase, I could just eat you alive. I’ve never thought that about Bale.”

  He turned and smiled up at him. “I wouldn’t mind being dessert,” he said breathlessly.

  “How about the main course?” Ennis pulled Jase closer against him.

  Jase smiled. “Mmm, I could do that, too,” he murmured just before Ennis claimed his mouth. Jase tugged Ennis’s shirt from his pants and pushed his hands beneath, scraping his back lightly with his nails.

  Ennis’s kisses were drugging, and he didn’t understand it. They shouldn’t have this effect on him, shouldn’t have him wanting to crawl up his lover.

  Ennis nipped Jase’s bottom lip and drew back. “Damn if we don’t stop, we’re not going to get dinner until later.”

  He slid his hands down Ennis’s chest. “I don’t see anything so bad in seeing you naked.” He smiled. “But it’s up to you.” He shrugged one shoulder and, cocking his head to one side, he gave Ennis a slow smile.

  “You are a bad boy,” Ennis drawled, “and if we were at my place I’d tie you to my St. Andrew’s Cross and take a flog to your ass and back to teach you some manners.”

  “If you feel you need to punish me, Master, then you can use my over-the-door restraints and those evil looking cuffs the salesman talked me into buying.” He batted his lashes.

  Ennis chuckled. “I think you just want to be punished.” He stroked Jase’s jaw. “Do you have a flogger or a paddle?”

  “I only have a paddle because I have no idea how to flog anyone,” he explained.

  “That’ll work for us both I think,” he murmured. “Turn off the stove and show me your restraints.”

  Jase turned off the stove and led Ennis from the room, stopping to retrieve the bag from the couch. Then, he led Ennis to his midsized bedroom with a queen size-bed dressed in a lightweight green comforter with matching bed ruffle and a boatload of pillows piled against the curved headboard. He’d already pulled the shades closed against the encroaching evening and a b
edside table lamp dimly lit the room, showing off the dark carpet.

  Jase crossed to the walk-in closet and retrieved the restraints and cuffs along with his favorite pink-and-purple paddle with a diamond shape in the middle. He handed them over and watched Ennis secure the tethers. His heart raced, his blood heated, and his cock thickened in anticipation.

  “Put your hair up, baby, I don’t want it in the way,” Ennis ordered.

  Jase did just that, twisting his hair up in a loose knot at the back of his head. “Shall I undress for you?” he asked, bursting with the need to do a slow strip while Ennis watched. He’d seen how hot he could get, and he prayed Jarrett didn’t show up like a rogue storm out to rain on his parade.

  Ennis turned and leaned against the wall next to the door. “Go real slow.”

  Jase slowly unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it open, revealing the green T-shirt that was practically molded to his body. He smiled teasingly when Ennis groaned. “I just love silk,” Jase said, running his hands over his chest. “It makes me feel so…sexy.”

  “You mean like such a…tease?” Ennis cocked an amused brow at him.

  Jase discarded the button-down and unbuttoned his soft camel-colored pants. He stroked his hand over his chest and pinched his nipples through the fabric. He moaned. “I can’t wait to have you touching me.”

  Ennis growled softly as he rubbed a hand over his chest. “Go ahead and set me on fire, sweetheart.”

  “You like watching?” Jase stroked his hand down between his thighs and caressed his erection through the layers of clothing. “I like being watched,” he whispered and then pushed his hand down inside his pants and briefs to pull at his cock. “Ahh, yeah.” He rolled his hips forward, thrusting into his hand.”

  “Enough!” Ennis snapped. “Take the damned pants off.”

  Jase’s drowsy gaze met Ennis’s dark copper one, and he smiled as he pushed his pants down and stepped out of them. He kicked them aside and peeled the T-shirt over his head only to pinch his nipples again and roll them between his fingers.

  “Impertinent little tease, crawl to me,” he ordered. “Now!”

  Jase dropped to his knees gracefully and crawled across the floor to kneel at is lover’s feet. “Yes, Sir?”

  “Look at me,” he commanded in a tone rough with arousal.

  Jase looked up demurely. “Sir?”

  “Unbutton my jeans and take out my cock.”

  Jase’s hands shook with eagerness, but he forced his fingers to take it slow with a light stroke down the placket of Ennis’s jeans over his hard cock. He licked his lips and Ennis groaned.

  Jase dragged the zipper down. “Now what, Sir?”

  “Take me out,” he ordered.

  Jase reached inside and pulled his lover’s dick free and it curved slightly away from him. The thick dark flesh bore dark bands of symbols that looked curiously like cock rings.

  “Suck just the head.”

  Jase swirled his tongue around the crown and Ennis clamped a hand behind his head and pushed it forward as he thrust into Jase’s mouth. “I said suck the fucking head, not lick it.” Jase gagged as Ennis held his head in place for a second and then allowed him to pull back. “Don’t make me repeat it.”

  Jase drew in a breath and then closed his lips over the head. He sucked slowly swiping his tongue over it to take in a drop of pre-cum. The taste of cinnamon and clove burst over his tongue, and he hummed and sucked greedily as if trying to take every ounce of the taste into his mouth.

  Jase pumped his flesh and Ennis fucked his mouth slowly, head thrown back as rough growls were torn from him.

  Jase licked along the shaft, flicking his tongue over the bands of color that were slightly raised. “No,” Ennis groaned and pulled from Jase’s mouth and jerked him to his feet and quickly turned him to the door. “Such a slut, Jase,” he said against his ear.

  Jase licked his lips. “You taste so good, Sir, I couldn’t help myself.”

  “I think I should teach you a little restraint,” he murmured roughly at his ear as he secured one hand and then the other in with the cuffs. “Safe word?”

  “Camera.”

  “I should be taking your picture tied up like this,” Ennis said softly. He stroked his hands down Jase’s sides before gliding them over his chest and down between his legs. “I said undress, and you’re still in your briefs.” He yanked the briefs down just enough to reveal the tender, rounded flesh of his ass. He dropped his hand heavy on one globe.

  Ennis stroked his hand over Jase’s rounded ass and squeezed. He swatted him again. “You like teasing, twink?”

  “Teasing is foreplay,” Jase answered, breathing roughly.

  Ennis dropped his hand on his ass again. “Just like this.” He gave Jase’s ass a harder tap before he retrieved the paddle.

  “This is hotter foreplay,” Jase said.

  Ennis brought the paddle down on his ass. “Tell me what’s hot about being paddled, sweet Jase.”

  Jase moaned softly at the paddle’s light thwack. He preferred stinging pain to thuds, but they both had their uses. The second tap was hard, abrasive enough to burn over his skin to nip at his balls.

  “The sting and the burn, the getting hot, and having to wait to come are just three hot things about it.”

  “And the thrill of being punished like the bad boy you are doesn’t turn you on?” Ennis asked softly before palming Jase’s ass and giving it a hard tap.

  Jase moaned. “I love that, too.” Another tap, tap. Jase cried out. The pain was pleasure that had him shaking, his cock leaking.

  “When I say undress, boy, you undress for me,” he said and then squeezed Jase’s butt cheek and slapped it with his hand before tapping the backs of his thighs with the paddle.

  Jase arched against the restraints as his mind drifted into a haze and his body hummed. “Yes, Sir.”

  Another thwack on his ass, and he cried out. The burn and ache was heaven, and he wanted more of the delicious punishment.

  “That’s what you say now, but tomorrow you’ll be right back to pushing me.” Ennis delivered another tap before kissing Jase’s shoulder. He nipped his soft skin and licked over the sting.

  “I just wanted you hot for me, Sir.”

  “I am hot for you.” He kissed a path down Jase’s shoulder to the small of his back and over the curve of his reddened ass. He nipped the taut globe before drawing his tongue over it. “Everything about you makes me hot,” he murmured and straightened to release Jase. Jase stumbled and fell back into Ennis’s arms. Ennis lifted him and carried him to the bed and laid him on the comforter and moved over him.

  Chapter Twelve

  He had to take this slow. He wanted to savor every inch of his lover before he took him this time. The demon’s tongue licked out to taste the sweat-damp skin of Jase’s shoulder, taking in the tang of salty man. The demon wanted to gorge, but Ennis pulled himself back, trailing kisses from shoulder to chest.

  His tongue curled around a flat golden nipple before flicking over the erect point. He drew on it, enjoyed the cry that fell from Jase’s lips, and kissed his way to the twin. His fingers pinched the damp peak while his tongue tormented the other.

  Jase arched beneath him, soft sounds issuing from him. He tasted of a hint of experience and a mountain of submission. Ennis drew his sharp nails lightly over Jase’s skin in the wake of his mouth’s quest, downward to the tight muscles of his stomach. He nipped lightly, swirled his tongue around the outturned navel, before lashing it with his tongue tip.

  “Ennis.” Jase’s cry was ragged and breathless as his fingers burrowed into the short strands of Ennis’s hair.

  Ennis growled softly at the tension in his scalp. He shifted, moving to his knees on the floor, and pulled Jase closer to the bed’s edge. He wrapped one large hand around his younger lover’s thick, engorged cock and sank his lips over the head. The earthy taste of him filled his mouth, drawing a hungry sound from the demon.

  Jase hissed. “Oh, yeah, baby
. Suck my dick.” He tried to thrust deeper into Ennis’s mouth, but Ennis held Jase down with an arm over his hips.

  He was so good. The drops of pre-cum were a nectar that made him want to suck every drop from Jase’s body. He licked down the shaft, swirling his tongue along the heavy veins.

  “Ennis, God.” He groaned. “It’s so good you’re driving me crazy.”

  “Yes, you are good.” Ennis suddenly stood and quickly kicked off his shoes and grabbed the lube from the bag he’d brought with him. He grabbed the condoms. They were useless on a demon. They’d only break during sex as a demon’s cock swelled a little more as he neared his release.

  He tore off his shirt and cast it to the bed before pushing his pants down his powerful thighs and stepping out of them. Ennis knelt before Jase again and flipped the cap of the lube and squeezed some on his fingers then lowered his head to take Jase’s cock back in his mouth.

  He pushed the tip of his finger into Jase’s ass and they both groaned. He was so tight it was freaking insane. His head moved up and down as he sank his finger deeper into the confines of Jase’s ass.

  “Ennis.” Jase’s hips arched up as Ennis fucked him slow and sucked his cock harder. “Sir, I need you.”

  Ennis took him to the back of his throat and Jase’s hips jerked. He drew his head back slowly and looked up at him. He swirled his tongue around the crown before flicking over the slit and then scraping the head with his teeth.

  Jase groaned and the sound was music to his ears. Ennis licked down the shaft, his tongue playing along ropy veins. He sucked at one and Jase’s breathing shifted becoming more ragged. Ennis rolled the condom into place.

  “I need you,” Ennis said in a voice made rough by desire as he worked lube onto his shaft.

  “I’m right here, Sir,” Jase murmured.

  Ennis lined the tip of his cock up with Jase’s anus and breached him, easing past the tight ring of muscle. Jase tensed and Ennis kissed him.

  Jase’s arms went around him. He arched up to meet the kiss and the penetration. “Your dick is so big.” He groaned.