Red Hot(Sex & Mayhem #5)(42)

He opened his mouth but found himself too choked up to speak. Jack was so relaxed as the cool light caressed his bare skin. He threw his head back, grunting when the first droplets filled his mouth.

“Why did you do it?” Loki asked eventually.

Jack was so startled he flinched and poured some beer over himself. “Fucking hell! Don’t creep around in the dark like that!”

Loki gave a shuddery breath, completely focused on the lovely, familiar face, now partially obscured by heavy shadows. “Why did you do it?”

“Do what?” Jack frowned and just had more beer, as if nothing had happened.

Loki stepped closer, drawn to him like a moth, ready to be burned. “You left me there. You were supposed to be there for me.”

Jack rolled his eyes. “Oh, that? We went to the concert together. You got to meet that Peter guy, and I got some pussy. Win-win. The girls at the club have been weird with me lately. I bet Lucy told them some bullshit.”

Loki’s throat constricted, but the scream forming in his chest still went through. “You ditched me to fuck some girl? She wasn’t even that pretty!”

Jack spread his arms, only teasing Loki with his incredible naked form, all muscles, and tattoos. “Didn’t know I’m only to sleep with girls you think are worthy.”

Loki was exhausted from just talking to Jack, and the throbbing in his chest wouldn’t let out. “I’m here to suck your cock every day, but the moment I’m off your radar, you fuck some random chick? Don’t I deserve some respect?”

Jack put down the beer and walked up to Loki in a slow manner that was no less threatening because of his nakedness. “Respect? I do what the fuck I want. You sleep in my house, I fuck you, you eat my food, and you still steal my money. And you’re telling me about fucking respect?” He slapped Loki on the side of the head so hard Loki could hear bells ringing.

He hit the wall, blinking in shock as he looked up into Jack’s eyes again. They were cold like twin icicles in the light from the open fridge. A sob fought its way out of Loki’s mouth as he slumped against the wall. “But I love you...”

“What? What does that even mean? You can’t love me.” Jack stared at him and pushed him back hard. “What the fuck?”

Loki gasped but kept Jack’s gaze. “How could you cheat on me?” he whispered through trembling lips.

Jack cocked his head to the side. “Cheat? What is going on in that head of yours?”

Loki wheezed in a gulp of air through his clenched throat and stepped closer, touching Jack’s naked chest. He couldn’t stop himself from doing so even now that Jack hurt him so bad. “We’ve been exclusive... you’re helping me with my bucket list... you care for me. Deep down, you know it.”

“I’m not, and I never will be exclusive with a guy.” Jack pushed Loki farther into the living room. “You think I’m a fag! That’s what this is about. You think that deep down, I’m a fag, and you can just domesticate me!”

“Bisexual is fine... doesn’t matter as long as you stay with me...”

Jack grabbed Loki’s T-shirt and shook him. His eyes were burning with anger. “There is no bisexual! Fuck you! I am as straight as they come. I’m just horny all the time because I’m a stud, nothing else!”

Loki gritted his teeth, but the moment he opened his mouth again, each word came out louder than the last. “You’re lying. You love kissing me, jerking me off, you love fucking me, and you sniff my hair all the time!”

“I don’t sniff your fucking hair!” Jack yelled and punched Loki’s face. It came at such a shock, such a dark reminder of the last time Loki had seen Ted, his deadbeat ex, that his mind went blank as he tasted blood on his tongue. “Get out of my fucking house!”

Loki stumbled backward and put his hand on the wall, eyes blurring with tears as he retreated on stiff legs, closed in the world of a furious pulsing in his ears. He was diving into the darkness, far away from the pale figure of Jack, slowly forgetting how to breathe.

“You don’t get to walk into my life and rearrange shit!” Jack hissed, and pushed Loki to the floor.

It was like a bucket of icy water poured over Loki’s head. He managed to stay up and he spat into Jack’s face, blood and all. He lunged himself at Jack, closing his eyes as he met the hard, unyielding flesh. “You fucking hit me!”

“Sure as hell I fucking hit you!” Jack grabbed Loki’s T-shirt as they struggled against each other. “You will not make my gay, you fucker!” he yelled as Loki scratched his neck, trying to grab Jack’s throat.