Red Hot(Sex & Mayhem #5)(13)

Jack sat up with a frown and pushed him to the edge of the bed. “Are you fucking with me?”

“No.” Loki smiled at him and covered himself with the blanket. “I was just thinking we could sleep some more.”

“I made myself clear yesterday. Leave in the morning. And instead, you come to my bed and try to gay me up! Get the fuck out!” Jack got up and pulled on a pair of pants. His face was redder than his hair.

Loki frowned and raised himself up on his elbows. “No one forced you to participate, you know. That was some wholehearted fucking.”

“It was messed up, that’s what it was!” Jack pushed Loki all the way off the bed. “It’s not easy to say ‘no’ when someone sucks your fucking dick! It doesn’t mean it was my idea to fuck you!” He was breathing hard, his eyes wandering even as he gripped Loki’s hair.

Loki groaned and grabbed Jack’s wrist not to let him yank on the hair freely. “Look, I understand you’re straight and all, but straight guys can fall for men. Don’t you feel that connection between us?” he asked, staring into Jack’s eyes. It was hard for him, too, but at least he wasn’t in denial about it. It was the illness that pushed him into Jack’s arms, and nothing happened without a reason.

“No, they don’t. Guys are an easy lay, because they just want a quickie and fuck off. What is wrong with you? I’m not falling for a guy any time soon. I just like to get my dick sucked, and guys like to suck my dick. Now get the fuck out.” Jack hissed and pulled Loki up by the hair.

Loki moaned, holding on. “Jack, come on. We’re not done yet!”

“Oh, we are so done.” Jack’s fist tightened in Loki’s hair, and he dragged him out of the bedroom. “I let you stay the night, and you ambush me in my fucking bed?”

“The fuck? I let you fuck my ass! Is that how you show gratitude?”

“I never asked for it! I told you I don’t fuck guys! And then you kiss me, like I’m one of your fag friends?” Jack pulled Loki up by the arm and pushed him through the living room, all the way to the door.

Loki snarled, anger bubbling up in his chest. “You kissed me back!”

“I did not!” Red Jack slapped him and opened the door. “You’re disgusting!”

Loki held on to his aching jaw and pushed Jack back with full force. “Don’t you dare hit me!”

“Hit you?” Red Jack laughed. “I should fucking shoot your fag ass on the spot for breaking in here.”

“Clearly you liked me too much to do that, didn’t you? And who’d even believe you, huh?”

“Oh, yeah? Maybe I should call the police now.” Jack took a deep breath and pushed Loki out the door so hard Loki almost fell over.

That was it. He had enough being gentle with this caveman. “Do that! I’ll tell them you assaulted me!” He spun around and pulled his buttocks apart, staring at the warm tiles beneath his feet. “I have your fucking DNA in my body!”

He didn’t see Jack approaching before Jack pulled on his arm and twisted it so hard it hurt. “You tell anyone about this, and you’re dead, understand? There is no DNA, because nothing happened.”

“Don’t be such a fucking drama queen!” hissed Loki, struggling against the pain. As annoyed as he was, he couldn’t help ogling Jack’s wide, tattooed chest. He hadn’t had a guy fuck him the way Jack did for ages, and this time the force and danger of it were exactly what he wanted.

Jack shook him once more before letting go. “I’ll get your clothes.”

Loki groaned and followed him into the house. “Come on, I’ll do your laundry. There’s a batch in the dryer already!”

“You spied on my laundry? What the— You know what? I don’t even care. Just get out.” Jack pushed him out the door once more and shut it in his face. Seconds later, he opened it again and threw Loki’s clothes out.

Loki squeezed his jaw tight and stared at his jeans and shirt on the hot tiles of the patio. He shook his head. “You’re fucking blind if you don’t see how well we work together.”

Jack raised his arms in the air. “I met you two days ago for a blow job. Get out of my life.”

Loki scowled and put his hand against the bullseye still drawn on his chest. “Maybe you should kill me if you hate me so much? I don’t mind!”

Jack bit his lip, for once looking more frightened than angry. “I just want you gone, okay?”

Loki swallowed hard, staring at the red-haired god standing in front of him. An acute feeling of failure was slowly spreading through his chest. He’d clean himself up in the sea, make himself more presentable. There had to be a way into that stubborn heart.