Ethan (Alluring Indulgence #5)(83)
Author: Nicole Edwards

When Ethan released Beau’s leg with one hand and began stroking his own cock furiously, Beau knew he wasn’t going to last.

“Come for me, E,” Beau whispered. “I want to come in your ass. Ahhh, fuck, E.”

Beau slammed into him over and over, watching as Ethan squeezed his cock in a tight fist, stroking faster and faster.

“Fuck, E! I’m coming!” Beau yelled, a tortured growl escaping his chest as his body hummed to a new level, higher and higher until… his release detonated, exploding out of him as his hips locked, his dick buried deep inside of Ethan.

“God, yes!” Ethan bellowed as he came on his chest.

Before Beau could think or do anything else, he leaned forward, licking the cum from Ethan’s chest while he tried to catch his breath. He didn’t want to move away, didn’t want to pull out of Ethan’s body because he feared he would never feel anything quite so perfect again in his entire life.

And unlike before, Beau knew without a doubt that he’d fallen head over heels in love with this man.

Now he just had to figure out what he was supposed to do with that knowledge.

Chapter Twenty Five

Ethan knew he was dreaming. Knew that what was happening couldn’t be real because there was no way he could possibly survive the horror of that day all over again, yet he couldn’t force himself to wake up.

“I’m not scared. I don’t want this. I don’t want you. I’m not…”

Ethan watched Gavin’s throat work as he swallowed hard, his eyes darting around their surroundings. Ethan knew he was looking for someone or something, or maybe just an escape route. Whatever it was, Ethan could only focus on the words coming out of Gavin’s mouth.

“I didn’t want that to happen between us. You shouldn’t have made me.”

Ethan’s boot got caught on a log as he stumbled, the force of Gavin’s words nearly landing him on his ass. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Was the man he loved really saying he’d forced him to…?

“What? How can you say that?” Ethan asked defensively, trying to swallow past the suffocating ball of emotions that had lodged in his throat. “I didn’t make you do anything. We made love, Gavin.”

Ethan watched as Gavin shook his head and then his eyes landed on something behind Ethan. Without thinking, he turned to see what it was.

Oh, shit.

“You little fucking faggot!” Gavin’s older brother Jimmy suddenly appeared behind Ethan. He was yelling, his voice so angry, so deadly, a shiver raced down Ethan’s spine as he tried to back up only to come up against the downed tree that Gavin had been sitting on minutes earlier.

Ethan had only met Jimmy once, and even then he got a bad vibe from him. But this man, this man was pure evil staring back at him like he was ready to murder Ethan.

“You sorry fucking cocksucker! I’ll teach you to prey on men, you fucking faggot!”

Before Jimmy’s rambling words could register, the pain did. Ethan watched as though in slow motion as the baseball bat swinging from Jimmy’s arms came around and made a direct hit with his… ribs.

Fuck. Can’t breathe!

Ethan curled over, the pain excruciating, and all but crippling him as he gasped for air, trying to scream through the torment shooting fire through his ribcage. There were no sounds escaping, but Ethan was getting lightheaded. His body crumpled to the ground as though his bones had all been shattered with that one well aimed hit.

Ethan would soon learn that was just the beginning.

“You son of a bitch. Faggots aren’t welcome in this town.” Jimmy’s rage projected through his words, echoing off of the water not far away as he brought the bat down on Ethan again, this time hitting his upper arm.

Ethan didn’t know what Jimmy was aiming for, but he couldn’t even move, couldn’t protect himself. Glancing around hysterically, he tried to find something to defend himself with, but the bat made contact with his left thigh and the fire that shot through him made him scream.

Out of his periphery, he saw Gavin standing several feet away, his eyes wide with terror, but he wasn’t moving. Wasn’t trying to help.

“That’s right, you little fucking girl. Cry for me. That’ll teach you to fuck anyone in the ass. Especially my brother!”

Ethan forced his eyes open as he curled into a tighter ball, trying to protect himself the best he could. It wasn’t helping. Jimmy found every vulnerable spot with either the bat or his boot, sometimes both. And with every savage blow to his ribs, and the brutal punches to his face, Ethan feared he wouldn’t survive the next one.

Where the hell was Gavin? Why was he letting this happen? Had he told Jimmy that he had forced him?