Mating Inferno
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Sal took Renny to Tilted to celebrate his new job—which he started first thing Monday morning. He couldn’t have been prouder of his mate, even though Sal had pulled a few strings to get Renny’s foot through the door. Now he owed Grayson a favor, to be redeemed at a future date, and Sal was okay with that.
“How many people do you know?” Renny asked while nibbling on a chicken wing. “At least ten people have stopped by our table to say hi.”
Sal chuckled. “I’m a pretty popular guy.” He stroked his jaw and lifted his chin. “Pretty good-looking, too.”
Renny rolled his eyes and tossed his chicken bone at Sal. “And not the least bit modest. You keep talking that way and the tavern will fill up with your ego. No one will be able to get in or out.”
Sal picked the bone up from the table and tossed it onto the pile he already had on his own plate. He’d never been swollen-headed when it came to his looks. His parents had raised him better than that.
“I was told I’d find you guys here.” Elliot pulled out a wooden chair and took a seat.
“Why’re you here?” Renny wiped the grease from the chicken from around his mouth. “I thought you guys were on a stakeout.”
“Mission accomplished.” Elliot grinned. “We caught the guy red-handed. He confessed to not only the fires he’d set in Maple Grove but three other counties.” Elliot’s smile faded. “I don’t know what the final body count will be, and I don’t think I want to know.”
“Where did he try and strike?” Sal was just as consumed by the conversation as Renny seemed to be. Elliot had their full attention.
“A nursing home,” Elliot said grimly.
“Jesus.” Sal sat back, stunned. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
Renny’s hand had fluttered to cover his mouth, which was open in a wide gasp. “Was anyone hurt?”
Elliot shook his head. “The laundry room in the back suffered some damage, and that’s partly my fault. I wanted absolute proof he was our guy, and a fire extinguisher did the trick to put out the small flames.”
“That was a risk you shouldn’t have taken,” Sal snarled. “Too many things could’ve gone wrong.”
Elliot parroted Sal’s curled lip. “The team and I are very careful, Sal. Those residents weren’t in any jeopardy.”
Sal disagreed but shut his mouth. He saw now that Elliot would defend his actions, no matter how badly Sal bitched him out.
“The guy’s name was Raul Delsario. He was in a house fire when he was twelve, watched his parents get burned alive. That was when his fascination with fire started. I think his lawyer is gonna use an insanity defense, because Raul started spouting off how the world needed cleansing by fire, how the wicked needed redemption.”
Renny gasped again.
Elliot’s right shoulder lifted and fell in a short shrug. “His reasons aren’t important to me. I’m just glad he’s off the streets. It’s up to the legal system to decide how deep his insanity runs. My job is done.”
Sal and Elliot shook hands, said a few parting words, and then Sal watched his friend walk back out of his life, pretty sure he would never see Elliot again.
* * * *
Renny woke Christmas morning feeling excited and…well, he wouldn’t exactly say sad. Melancholy? Wait, wasn’t that the same as sad? Crap. He didn’t know. But the one thing he did know was that a long-time tradition was dead. He and Roberto hadn’t spent Christmas Eve at their parents’ house, hadn’t woke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the scent of coffee cake baking in the oven.
There was no gift exchange this morning, either. But Renny and Sal did plan on stopping by Renny’s mom and dad’s, and after an hour or two of visiting, they would be off to Sal’s folks, where his mom had promised a full-course meal that would make them fall into a food coma and a nap would be needed.
Renny guessed that was good, but honestly, he really missed Roberto. Or, more to the point, he missed the illusion of the brother he’d worshipped. That was gone. Renny’s blinders had been lifted, and that part of his life was over.
Maybe. Renny was hoping for some kind of relationship with Roberto. It would never be the same, but he wasn’t going to completely cut Roberto out of his life. Renny would just never fully trust his brother again.
“Morning.” Sal lay stretched out beside Renny. “Merry Christmas.”
Renny didn’t need to wake to a gift. He already had the best one next to him. “Good morning, handsome. And Merry Christmas to you, too.”
Sal turned to his side and gave Renny a toe-curling kiss before he pulled away. “I know we agreed not to get each other any presents, but—”
Renny’s eyes widened. “Please tell me you didn’t break that rule. I didn’t get anything for you!”
The job at the station had already started, but Renny hadn’t gotten paid yet. Besides, Sal had given him more than Renny could ask for. Love and happiness. Renny was overloaded with those things.
With a wink, Sal threw back the covers. Wrapped around his cock was a big blue ribbon. “You like my gift?”
Renny stared for a moment, letting what Sal asked sink in, and then he threw his head back and laughed. “Best gift ever!”
Their minds were alike. They had to be. Renny blushed deeply as he finished pulling the covers back to reveal his own cock wrapped in a pink ribbon. “I put it on when I used the bathroom last night. I think I cinched it too tight.” He grimaced. “Please get it off of me before my dick shrivels up and falls off.”
Sal scooted down the bed and stared at the bow. “I’m going to unwrap this bad boy nice and slow. I wouldn’t want to ruin the great job you did.”
Renny reached down to yank the ribbon free, but Sal stopped him and did it himself. The pink sash fell aside as Sal took the head of Renny’s cock into his mouth. Oh god. Renny’s lips parted as his eyes rolled back. Sal had a talent for sucking cock. The guy was a master at it.
He licked and sucked until Renny was a quivering mess. He tried to hold out, to enjoy the blowjob a while longer, but Sal had other plans. He wet a finger and slid it into Renny’s ass.
Renny cried out as his cum shot from his cock, rushing down Sal’s throat in pulses of pleasure. He blinked rapidly then smiled and started to sing. “Merry Christmas to me. Merry Christmas to me. Merry Christmas, dear Renny. Merry Christmas to me.”
It was to the tune of the birthday song, only Renny had altered the words. Sal chuckled as he kissed his way up Renny’s body. All those hard muscles flexed like he was a freaking predatory cat instead of a polar bear and was ready to pounce on Renny.
“Now you have to unwrap my present.” Sal winked.
Renny inwardly cursed at how hard he was blushing. “With my hands or my mouth? It’s Christmas, so you get to choose.”
Sal acted as though he was thinking about it. “Hmm.” He tapped his finger against his chin, and Renny was overcome with a giggle fit, which wasn’t something that happened often.
“My present will be sinking into your tight ass.” Sal smiled. They’d just had sex before they’d fallen asleep the night before, so Renny was still oiled and stretched. He sat up, yanked at the blue ribbon, and tossed it aside.
“Have I said how much I love what you got me?” Renny teased, and then he smirked. “But what if I want to exchange my gift for something bigger?”
Sal gave a small growl. “You go any bigger and you’ll be split in half.”
Renny gave a devilish grin as Sal used some lube, even though he really didn’t have to. “Are you trying to say you’re extra-large?”
“You tell me,” Sal said as he slid into Renny’s hole. Renny bucked and whimpered, rising to his hands and knees to meet every thrust that sent him closer to his release.
“Well?”
Renny could only make incoherent sounds. Sal was pounding his muscled body into Renny’s, making the headboard slam into the wall and taking with it Renny’s ability to speak intelligently.
“That’s what I thought.” Sal was t
alking trash, but it was the god’s honest truth. There was no way Renny could ever trade up when he already had the best. Nor would he want to.
Chief Salvador Monroe had been an unexpected surprise in Renny’s life, a surprise that Renny had needed, and his knight had saved him more than once.
Renny bucked and mewled as Sal bit into his shoulder, sealing their bond, tying their souls tighter together as Renny came, crying out Sal’s name. A mating inferno. That was what this was. They were burning up the sheets but also building a life together, and Renny looked forward to each and every day with his fireman.
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