Dance With The Devil Chapter Four
**Aiden
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*"Matt, kiss me." I inched forward pulling him by the hips.
"I like teasing you, baby." His lips ghosted over mine.
Our bodies pressed up against one another as he pressed my back to the wall.
Matt and I met in secret each week, so we could experiment with our sexuality. I was pretty sure I was one-hundred percent gay, but he wasn't so sure. He thought he might have been bisexual, so we began playing.
"Matt, oh god." I let out a throaty moan as he kissed my neck. My cock twitched in excitement when he ground his hips against me.
"Fuck Aiden, I want you. I've always wanted you. Ever since I walked in on you in the shower."
"Matt, I think you are full-blown gay, just like me," I said reaching inside his boxers.
"Oh yeah?" He moaned mimicking my movements.
"Yeah, your cock is hard as a fucking rock," I said stroking him.
"And it's all for you, Aiden." Our lips met as we pumped each other's members.
"Oh...Matt, what are you doing? That feels so good when you play with the head." I leaned my head back.
"Want me to suck your cock, baby?" His lips began to kiss down my chest.
"Yes, oh god...your tongue is magical. Especially when you...oh fuck!" He nibbled on my nipple.
I pushed his head down and forced him to his knees.
"What do you want me to do?" He asked peering up at me.
"Wrap those lips around my cock." I looked down biting my lip as he ran his tongue over the tip and circled the head. "Fuck, Matt, quit torturing me."
I parted my lips with desire dripping in my eyes as he wrapped his lips around me. I began to pant as I teased my nipple with my fingers. I squeezed the bud and tugged at my left one.
"Fuck, go deeper." I pushed the back of his head guiding him.
"That's it, baby," I grunted jerking my hips.
I looked down and moaned watching him pump his cock. "Yes, stroke that dick for me, Matt."
"I'm getting so close. Oh god, your mouth is so hot."
His head bobbed as he gagged on me. The slurping and moans were making me edge closer to the brink of coming.
I ran my hand over my nipples and moaned. "My nipples are so hard. Oh, it feels so good pinching them while you have my cock down your throat."
I sipped the whiskey as the other men conversed with each other. No matter what, I just couldn't get Matt out of my head. He was gone, but yet everywhere.
"Aiden, I'm so glad you could make it." Giovanni smiled.
"Thanks for inviting me," I replied, downing the contents of my glass.
"Enjoy the rest of your evening. I have to go find my wife." He said patting my shoulder.
I felt a buzz when he began to walk away. I glanced down and frowned at who was calling.
"Mel?" I answered.
"Aiden, help me." She cried through the phone.
"Sweetheart, what's wrong?"
"He's going to kill me." She sobbed.
"Melanie, tell me where you are and I'll come get you."
"I'm got as far as I could. Aiden... h-he... I couldn't fight him off me." She cried uncontrollably.
"Where are you, sweetheart?" I asked calmly.
"New York...I'm at a building called X-tasy."
"Stay where you are. I'm on my way."
I scanned the room and found Giovanni with a blonde holding a baby. "I'm sorry, but I've got to go. Family emergency."
"Is everything okay?" He asked wrinkling his forehead.
"I'm not sure," I answered.
I had no clue what I was walking into. She didn't collaborate on the who or what had happened.
I pulled in the parking garage and looked around. I spotted her 2010 Ford Focus in the corner. I ran to it and opened the door. She was curled in a ball shivering.
"Shit, sweetheart." I gasped.
Her hair was matted and her skin was pale from the cold air.
"Aiden, you're here." She whispered. She had a black eye and her face was swelled-up.
"Fuck, who did this to you?"
"Caleb, it was Caleb... your brother." She said, closing her eyes.
"Mel, wake up. Shit!" I took off my jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. I carried her to my car and laid her in the backseat of my vehicle. I slammed the door and turned to see Zane.
Zane furrowed his eyebrows, "I didn't think we had an appointment."
"It's my friend, she's passed out and hurt. Can you give me directions to the hospital?"
"I've got a private doctor. I'll follow you home and call him on the way."
"I don't think..."
Could I trust him?
"Trust me, Aiden. Let me help you." He cupped my cheek, stepping forward. "Your friend needs help."
"Zane, I trust you. Follow me home." I whispered.
Something was comforting about him that made me want to trust this man. He also makes my body react, especially my cock.
Zane squeezed my thigh as we waited for the doctor to come out of the room. My cock began to stir as his hand slid up and down. It was meant to be comforting, but to me it was erotic. There was something about Zane that made my body react to his touch.
"Your sister is going to be okay." He whispered, kissing my knuckles.
"She's not my sister... she's my best friend. She was my fake girlfriend when I was in high school before I was outed by my brother."
"Wow, I had no idea. So, what happened to her?"
"My brother happened. He swore when he caught me and his best friend with our pants down, he would make me pay."
"He sounds horrible." He winced.
The door opened and the doctor gave me a sad smile. "She seems to be okay... physically. So, do you have someone that can be with her at all times?"
"This is my house, but I work at night. What do you mean she's okay physically?"
"I'm so sorry, Sir. She was raped."
"No." I fell to my knees and clutched my head, "This can't be happening."
"Thank you, Frederick. I assume you've left her medicine in her room." He said, reaching inside his jacket.
"Yes, Mr. Touren." He bowed.
What is with everyone bowing?
"For your trouble." Zane handed him an envelope.
"Zane, you didn't have to do that." I stared wide-eyed.
"You're my friend, Aiden. Well, I best be going."
"Please, I don't think I can do this alone. Stay with me, just tonight?"
"You know anything we've done at the club is purely professional, right?" He reminded me.
"Yes, I just need someone to hold me for a while. Tell me it's going to be okay. That's all, I swear."
"Give me your hand. You want to see her, yes?"
I found myself taking his hand and letting him lead me to my room. We entered and I clenched my jaw. Melanie was cleaned up but still looked pretty bad. And the worst thing, she had been raped by my blood.
My fucking brother.
"I'm gonna fucking kill you for this, Caleb. I'll make sure you suffer for touching her and ruin you. Ruin the whole family." I whispered reaching out to her.
"Shh love, it's going to be okay," Zane whispered in my ear. "I promise you it will, sweet boy."
Zane was comforting, but not what I really wanted.
I wished it was Frankie with his arms around me.