Bait

A/N: Thanks to Rosemary, Sweetest Kisses and Red Hematite, who have left wonderful reviews! I hope you\'re still reading, lol.

Note: This chapter has non con, violence and FINALLY, SMUT!


Szeretlek T.

Csali
\"Bait\"

Chapter Four: A Thin Line Between Lust and Hate

As soon as Sig opened the door to let him in, Terence Devlin\'s eyes instantly lit upon the pretty pixie squirming in his chair as Sig did his best to do his headshrinking routine. He was gonna enjoy every minute of this. Devlin flashed a friendly and disarming smile at the kid. \"Nick sent me to come get you.\"

His eyes narrowed. \"Too busy to get me himself?\"

Sharp kid. \"Had some business matters to attend to,\" Devlin lied smoothly. \"Thought we could hang out for a while til he\'s done.\"

Slender, with dark blond hair and feral beauty, his eyes were like big intense thunderclouds, moving up and down Devlin\'s body, almost eating him up. Like a fucking wild stallion. To his surprise, the boy grinned then turned to Sig. \"Guess that means we\'re done, Doc. Can\'t disobey Mr. Giancarlo.\"

Sig looked almost relieved. \"I guess not, Balint.\"

Balint, eh? Devlin held out his hand to Balint. \"Shall we?\"

The boy fell right for the charm. They always did. He took Devlin\'s hand and let himself be pulled up from the chair. \"Sorry to miss out on all this fun,\" he drawled to Sig. \"Let\'s do it again. Real soon.\"

This Balint was a real trip. Devlin would have a lot of fun with him. And Sig knew it too because he was obviously suppressing a smile as he said to Balint, \"Good luck.\"

Devlin led Balint into the elevator and punched the button for the fourth floor. \"You\'re a cute one.\"

Balint grinned impishly. \"You\'re not so bad yourself.\"

They reached Devlin\'s floor and like the other Raptors, the whole floor was his. A few feet from the elevator was a huge steel door that wouldn\'t open without punching in the proper code on the keypad. Once Devlin did, the locks clicked open and they walked inside, with the door automatically closing behind them.

Balint let out a low whistle. \"Pretty snazzy security. You Raptors know how to do things.\" He snorted. \"We couldn\'t afford something like that in our wildest dreams.\"

Like the kid was really impressed with such low level precautions. Devlin wanted to laugh at the obvious bullshit being thrown his way. Devlin knew a flirt when he saw one. And a con. After all, it took one, to know one. He smirked. \"Maybe if you ask, Nick can buy it for your family.\"

Balint laughed, either not seeing Devlin\'s sarcasm or more likely, ignoring it. Devlin highly doubted that many things got past the boy. \"Not for mine. Radu wouldn\'t hear of such things.\"

Radu? That\'s right, Balint was one of the Gypsies that were giving Nick more trouble than they were worth. So the kid figured that Devlin knew who he was and that Radu was his boss as much as Nick was Devlin\'s. \"So you can tell the future, huh?\" he said out of the blue to throw Balint off guard.

Not only didn\'t it work, it led Devlin into another mind-fuck and he was beginning to see why Sig had been all too happy to let Devlin take the brat off his hands. \"You want me to tell yours, is that it?\" Balint purred. \"I don\'t have my deck with me but give me your palm and I can read it.\"

Devlin was beginning to get irritated at how Balint was treating him like a sucker but he squelched it for now. He handed Balint his palm. \"Read away.\"

Balint peered into Devlin\'s palm as if he was concentrating. \"You\'re going to take a blond stranger to bed in your immediate future.\"

He couldn\'t help but laugh. \"Is that so?\" That had been the plan of course, was the plan the moment Devlin had seen him, but to hear Balint say it was a little unnerving

\"But there\'s more,\" Balint added. \"This stranger is not what he seems. He\'s dangerous.\"

\"Oh?\" Devlin asked, playing along for now. \"Tell me what else you see, baby boy.\"

\"Blood.\"

Devlin didn\'t expect that. He didn\'t expect that at all. \"Whose?\" he blurted before he could stop himself. Was Balint seeing his own future?

Instead of answering Balint reached up, pulled Devlin\'s face down and kissed him passionately, with more force than Devlin would have expected from a boy that age. With more force than Devlin would put up with from a boy that age.

At first he found himself responding, it was hard not to, Balint didn\'t give him much of a choice. But when the blond began to devour and plunder Devlin\'s mouth, that was it. No one was going to seduce Devlin, least of all some slutty kid who thought he had Devlin by the balls.

It was time to grab Balint\'s.

Devlin pulled away and smacked Balint across the face. \"Did I say you could kiss me?\"

The welt made a pretty color, a soft scarlet spreading across Balint\'s cheek. \"But I thought-\"

\"YOU thought!\" Devlin grabbed a handful of Balint\'s soft hair. \"You want to see blood? How about yours!\" His fist swung and hit Balint in the nose, bringing forth a lovely crimson before he let him go.

Blood dripped from Balint\'s nose and his body shook. \"Please, don\'t hit me anymore!\" he begged. \"I\'ll do whatever you say.\"

Devlin smiled coldly. \"You want me to fuck you, don\'t you?\"

Balint blinked, his eyes wide and confused. \"What did I do wrong?\"

\"Don\'t you?\" he said in a mocking tone.

\"I think I\'ll just wait for Mr. Giancarlo in the lobby,\" Balint abruptly said and ran to the door.

But as the security system was also voice controlled and once Devlin said the word, \"Contain,\" the locks all slid back into place, leaving Balint trapped.

Devlin slowly walked towards Balint, the fear in those stormy eyes making his dick stir. \"You\'re not going anywhere, Balint.\"

Balint\'s back hugged the door, as if he could melt into it and as Devlin drew closer, Balint looked more like a cornered rabbit than a wild filly. \"Your boss won\'t like it if you bring me back damaged,\" Balint said desperately.

Devlin laughed nastily. \"Nice try, kid. Now, take off your clothes.\"

Balint shook his head violently. \"Please don\'t.\"

\"But why,\" Devlin said seductively, unbuttoning Balint\'s jeans. \"You\'re the one who started this, Balint. If you won\'t take your clothes off, I\'ll do it for you.\"

To Devlin\'s annoyance, Balint just went limp, not even fighting when Devlin tore his clothes off, just taking it. And when he forced the brat to kiss the door, he shoved himself inside Balint, smashing his slight body against steel as he pounded him into the door. Just thinking of the colors that would spread across the boy\'s shattered body made him only drive harder inside Balint, pure lust filling Devlin\'s senses as the pleasure grew higher with every one of Balint\'s whimpers of pain.

He shut his eyes, letting the ecstasy overcome him, blotting out everything else, barely hearing Balint when he suddenly said, \"I see blood. Your blood.\"

For a moment Balint\'s words registered in Devlin\'s lust fevered brain, only to fade as orgasm hit him like a two by four and Devlin drove into Balint until he was spent.

He pulled out of Balint and turned the battered boy around to face him, admiring the cyan, malachite and violet that marked his body. Devlin\'s newest masterpiece. It was a wonder to look at. He was so entranced that when Balint\'s nails, sharp as razors, sliced deeply into his neck he never saw it coming. Or the sudden gentle but firm pressure of Balint\'s mouth.

By the time he realized what Balint was doing, it was too late and it was Devlin\'s turn to feel terror.

Until Devlin lost consciousness and everything went black.
* * *
Hours later, Zack and I were rolling around in the afterglow, resting in between rounds of intense fucking when I remembered about Balint. And the fact that he should have been here by now, even if it was the Devil who dumped the little fuck\'s broken body in front of my front door. I sighed. \"The Devil\'s taking a long time with Balint.\"

Zack smirked. \"Maybe he killed him.\"

\"Maybe you should shut up,\" I growled, punching him in the shoulder. \"Devlin knows what\'d happen to his ass if he killed my new toy.\"

\"Who says I meant Devlin killing Balint?\" Zack said quietly.

I blinked. \"Who else would Devlin be killing?\"

Zack shook his head in disgust. \"Forget it,\" he muttered.

Before I had the chance to respond I heard a loud knocking on the front door. \"And here\'s Devlin now.\"

Was it my imagination or did Zack have a look of relief on his face?

But instead of Devlin, it was Balint. And he wasn\'t lying in a heap; he was leaning against it, as if he was trying to steady himself. His shirtless chest was a mess of bruises and blood, his jeans were torn and spattered with blood as well as his boots. Even his mouth was stained with blood and his eyes were glassy.

Devlin had outdone himself.

\"Holy fuck,\" Zack blurted as he stared at Balint, as if he was in a trance.

I cleared my throat and Zack almost jumped. \"What happened to you, lovely Balint?\" I asked in mock innocence. After all, the idea was for me to \"comfort\" my lost boy after being tortured by the Devil.

\"Your… friend,\" Balint said slowly. \"He… had a go at me.\"

That was one way to put it.

\"I\'m so sorry,\" I whispered, ignoring Zack\'s rolled eyes at my performance. \"He\'ll be dealt with.\" I stroked the blond locks. \"Let\'s get you into a shower and cleaned up, okay?\"

He nodded vigorously and we all went inside, the door shutting behind us. \"Just throw your clothes in the trash and we\'ll work on clothes for you in the morning,\" I told him, taking his hand and walking him into the bedroom, where there was a king sized bathroom. \"Shower is that way,\" I pointed towards the bathroom.

To my annoyance, Balint hugged himself as if he was barely keeping himself together. \"Not again,\" he whispered.

\"What the fuck?\" I snapped before catching myself. \"What do you mean?\" I corrected.

\"Naked. I don\'t want to be naked in front of you.\" Balint glanced at Zack, who was right beside me. \"And your other … friend.\"

How sweet. The cutie was ashamed. His eyes wouldn\'t even meet mine. \"It wasn\'t anything you did,\" I told Balint. \"The Devil has a habit of getting too carried away.\"
\"He is a devil,\" Balint said, his voice shaking.

I cupped his face in my hands. \"I still want you.\"

Balint\'s lip trembled. \"Promise?\"

I kissed his mouth softly. \"Promise.\" Then I let go of him and led him into the bathroom. \"Get undressed and in the shower. Don\'t worry about your clothes, I\'ll take them.\"

Balint shrugged. \"If you say so.\" He kicked off his boots, then stripped off the rest of his clothes but instead of giving them allvto me, he tossed them out the bathroom door for Zack to hurriedly catch before the bloody jeans and boots landed on my luxurious cream carpeting. Then Balint shut the bathroom door and I heard the shower running a few moments later.

\"What the fuck am I supposed to do with these?\" Zack demanded.

\"Trash them, stupid ass! It\'s not the first time you\'ve gotten rid of bloody clothes, let alone seen blood so I don\'t know what your problem is, Zachary.\"

We had people who disposed of evidence of course, whether it was clothes or guns. Or bodies. I called them on the cell, Zack handed them the shit, end of problem. Then I walked into the bathroom, where the kid was still taking a shower. Through the glass shower doors I saw that Balint couldn\'t stop scrubbing his body. Rape could do that to people. It seemed like the Devil had done his job a little too well. I wanted Balint scared and vulnerable, not terrified and feeling dirty because Devlin dicked him.

I grabbed a washcloth from the linen closet, then slid the shower door open. \"Balint,\" I said softly, \"you\'re clean. You\'ve been clean for a few minutes.\"

\"I\'m unclean,\" Balint mumbled, using his arms as a shield as if he could cover his naked body with them.

At this rate, the only way I\'d lay him would be to rape him myself. I had to make him feel safe somehow. Less dirty. I hurriedly removed my clothes and stepped into the shower beside the little lamb. Who retreated backwards until he was against the wall. How cute. How inconvenient. \"You\'re afraid of me now, lovely one?\"

\"Yes!\" Balint blurted. \"I mean no! I mean… I don\'t know!\" He slid down the wall and huddled at the bottom, his arms wrapped around his knees with his head between them.

\"Don\'t worry,\" I coaxed, moving towards him and ruffling his wet hair. \"I won\'t hurt you. I didn\'t hurt you before, did I?\"

\"No,\" he relented.

\"Then why would I hurt you now?\"

\"Maybe,\" Balint murmured and got up again. \"No more devils?\"

\"No more devils,\" I promised. At least for now. \"Okay?\"

Balint smiled a little. \"Okay.\"

I held him and this time when I kissed him, I really kissed him, licking his lips until he opened his mouth to let in my tongue and I tasted the coppery tang of blood. Just knowing it was Balint\'s and came from Devlin\'s beating was enough to excite the fuck out of me but because I was pressed against Balint\'s crotch, I could pretend that was the reason. It didn\'t matter anyway because scared or not, apparently, that didn\'t affect the horny kid\'s sex drive. He started grinding against my leg.

Boy after my own heart.

\"You want this as bad as I do,\" I whispered against his lips, my hands slipping down to Balint\'s ass and pulling him against me. When the whimper escaping the boy\'s lips wasn\'t one of pain, I knew that whatever agony and torture Devlin put Balint through was quickly getting overridden by lust. \"You want it now,\" I declared.

He nodded, his green-grey eyes burning wild and feverishly.

I went to turn off the water so we could go back to the bed but his fingers closed around my wrist before I could turn the faucet. \"Don\'t,\" he said softly.

I laughed a little, noticing that his grip was tighter than I thought because it was taking more effort than it should to pull free. \"I thought you wanted to make love.\" I figured that was better than saying I wanted to fuck him.

\"I do,\" Balint said, \"that\'s why I want to stay here, Nicky Nick.\"

I stared at him. \"You want to fu-, I mean do it in the shower, lovely?\"

\"Cleaner,\" Balint muttered as if he was in a trance. \"Not dirty,\" he added before he released my wrist.

I decided I could humor him for now and let go of the faucet. \"Anything you want, you sweet kid,\" I told him before falling back on his mouth.

Balint thrust wildly against me like a bitch in heat, if there was any trauma, it was all gone by now. Our wet bodies slid against each other as the spray from the shower cascaded down our shoulders.

I\'d seen a hint of it when we were fucking in the car but now I was getting Balint\'s passion full force. His mouth was voracious, his tongue wrestling with mine and I realized that even though he\'d been raped, the fucker hadn\'t really been traumatized at all. And when he pulled away from my mouth, sank to his knees and swallowed me down, I really didn\'t care.

Balint suddenly wrapped his arms around my legs and it was a good thing because I\'d never been sucked so hard in my life. Balint had the suction like a vacuum, fuck, I thought he was gonna literally suck my dick off my body. My knees buckled and if Balint hadn\'t been holding me so tight, I would have fallen right on my ass.

His teeth and tongue quickly swept me under a tide of bliss and that magic mouth only made the pleasure build higher. My fingers gripped Balint\'s slender shoulders so tightly; I would have been worried about breaking them. If I cared enough.
I didn\'t think it was possible but he sucked even harder and the overwhelming waves of ecstasy nearly drowned me, flooding me with the need and want to stop the little cocksucker from blowing me and fuck his brains out.

I was about to do just that when I abruptly felt slicing pain knifing through the lust frenzy and then, just as quickly, Balint kissed his way down from my cock to my groin and I felt the soothing balm of his tongue and lips as the agony was replaced with desire and any coherent thoughts I had immediately flew out of my head.

\"Didn\'t take you long, did it?\" I suddenly heard a voice say and it took my muzzy brain a moment to register that the words were from Zack.

I gave him a dirty look. \"What\'s with the jealousy, stupidass? We already talked about this!\"

Balint rose to his feet and licked his lips, smirking. \"You\'re that scared to leave me alone with him?\" he taunted Zack and I realized that it wasn\'t that Balint had wanted to have \"clean\" sex in the shower.

The sly kitten wanted to keep me all to himself.

And my buddy knew it. \"The day I\'m scared of leaving Dom alone with the likes of you is the day my balls have been cut off,\" Zack sneered, advancing on Balint who shrunk back in the corner.

\"Easy, easy,\" I soothed, grabbing Zack\'s arm before he could do something I knew he wouldn\'t regret and that I wanted him to do. But using Balint against Radu and his \"crew\" would be worth keeping the fucker alive. Besides, anyone who could give a blow job like Balint was someone I wanted to keep around for myself. Not to mention to pass around as a reward for my most loyal boys.

Especially Zack.

I turned off the shower, reached over and handed Balint a towel. \"I think we\'re done here, don\'t you?\"

\"But you\'re not done,\" Zack said softly, reaching down and I gasped as he squeezed my still rigid dick.

\"And whose fault is that?\" I replied with a little irritation. After all, I\'d been about to fuck Balint when Zack barged in here like some spiteful bitch.

He grinned wickedly and for a moment it was as if it was just the two of us and Balint wasn\'t even there. \"I\'m not getting in the shower, Dom, so if you want me to take care of that problem you better meet me in the bedroom.\" Then he left, knowing full well I was gonna follow him.

I snatched another towel from the rack, dried myself off and walked right to my bed where Zack was already naked and waiting. And smug. He knew he won. He could afford to be smug. \"Where\'s your friend the Gypsy?\" he asked as I climbed on the bed beside him. \"You\'re just gonna ignore him?\"

I shrugged. \"I figure he\'ll either get the message and play along or he\'ll sit and sulk in the bathroom. Somehow,\" my lips grazed against Zack\'s, \"I don\'t think he\'ll give anything over to you. Besides, I promised I\'d share.\" I poked him affectionately in the side. \"He\'s not pretty enough for fussy you, Zack?\"

\"Am I not pretty enough?\" Balint suddenly echoed. The sneak sure knew how to move quietly. This was the second time tonight he\'d caught me unprepared.

Zack\'s eyes moved over Balint\'s bare-assed body, scrutinizing him. \"Now that you\'ve washed away the blood I can actually see your body. Seems you weren\'t hurt as bad as you looked.\"

I recognized that I hadn\'t really looked at Balint\'s body away from the spray of the shower and Zack was right. I\'d thought he was all cut up and a mess of bruises but he was barely cut and the bruising wasn\'t as deep, even fading a little.

It was only for a second but I caught a look of pure hatred that flashed in Balint\'s eyes but just as quickly it faded. \"Sorry to disappoint you.\"

\"Never said that,\" Zack said in that easy way of his when he had someone on the defensive.

\"Then what are you saying?\" Balint shot back.

If I didn\'t do something soon, both of them were gonna end up in a fistfight. Or should I say, Zack would fistfight and Balint would become part of the floor. And it wouldn\'t be the first time I had to make nice for Zack. Great muscle and I\'d trust him with my life but diplomacy was not his strong point. \"He\'s just relived that you\'re basically okay. We both are. It\'d be a shame if your lovely body was really damaged.\"

\"You care that much,\" Balint said as if he wasn\'t convinced. But he was wrong. I did care.

Just not like he thought. \"Of course I do,\" I crooned. I cared about my investment getting too damaged. At least, until I had no more use for him.

And just like that, Balint\'s cynicism melted away. He drew a little closer, a deer about to eat from my hand. \"Truly?\"

He wanted to believe so badly. Balint was so easy. So easy. \"Truly.\"

Balint slowly walked towards the bed, then made a face. \"With him here?\"

Zack smirked. \"I\'m not going anywhere.\"

\"I\'m not either,\" Balint declared with a determined lift of his chin and practically threw himself on the bed with a bounce, crawling up to the other side of me and giving Zack a glare that would freeze lava. \"Now what?\" he asked me.

I grinned at him. \"Whatever you want,\" I said.

\"How about whatever I want,\" Zack whispered before capturing my lips and claiming my mouth.

I moaned softly and my hand slid to the back of his head as his tongue plunged into my mouth and the kiss deepened.

I suddenly felt Balint\'s tongue lapping at my chest and I gasped in Zack\'s mouth as Balint took my nipple between his teeth and flicked his tongue over and over. His teeth were almost as sharp as his nails with jagged edges that sparked pain that jolted me down to my cock. Then his teeth were gone and his tongue and mouth soothed and aroused me

Of course, Zack was not about to let Balint distract me so when he broke the kiss and pushed Balint off me, I wasn\'t surprised. And I didn\'t mind one fucking bit.

Zack\'s hands, mouth and hot tongue staked their claim from my chest to my belly, every lick kindling a wildfire of passion that quickly spread all over my body. Zack\'s touch was stirring a wave of lust that blotted out all thought and captured all my attention, sweeping under a current of pure ecstasy.

I guess Balint felt left out but instead of kissing me why Zack\'s tongue was working its magic between my thighs, he leaned in and captured Zack\'s lips instead.

\"Fuck no!\" Zack yelled and backed away like he\'d been burned.

The boy is my best friend but his refusal to play nice was beginning to piss me off. \"Zackary,\" I half-chastised, \"play nice. It\'s no skin off your nose to kiss him back.\"

Zack violently shook his head. \"Don\'t, Dominick,\" he said in a warning tone.

Dominck, eh? \"Play nice,\" I repeated in my own warning tone.

\"Yes, Zack,\" Balint purred, \"play nice.\" And before Zack could respond, he kissed him again and Zack gave him a perfunctory peck on the lips. Then another. Then their kisses became deeper and more passionate, Zack moaning as they were practically swallowing each other\'s mouths and I suddenly realized what I should have known all along. Zack didn\'t hate Balint at all.

He\'d wanted him all along.


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