Chapter 4

Four

T hat can certainly be arranged," Ormenus said. "Are you sure you wouldn't prefer some frozen carrots instead? What about a little snack while we ice up your lovely little hole?"

Ryan groaned contentedly as Ormenus finally dismounted but continued to rub his back. "Snacks. Mm. That would be awesome."

"What kind? Do you like cake? Maybe some ice cream?"

"I fucking love ice cream."

"Vanilla? Chocolate? Moose tracks?"

"Orange cream swirl is the best," Ryan said firmly.

"Can do."

Ryan should not have been so startled when a bowl of orange cream swirl ice cream appeared in front of him, spoon and all.

Ormenus had changed into his black silk pajamas again and held a new glass of vodka. "Go on, sweetheart. Enjoy."

"Wow, thank you." Ryan grabbed the spoon and immediately stuffed his face. His robe vanished, and he glanced down to see he was now wearing black silk pajamas that matched Ormenus's.

Ormenus seemed content for now to sip his booze and watch Ryan eat. "Plenty more where that came from."

"Sorry." Ryan paused to take a breath in between bites. "It's really good. Better be careful or I might get used to this."

"That's sort of the idea, sweetheart." Ormenus winked. "I meant it when I said I intend to take over your calendar."

"All right, well. I'll be sure to make myself available." Ryan licked the back of the spoon.

While it would be nice while it lasted, he was certain this kind of arrangement had a fast approaching expiration date.

They always did.

Still, for now it was nice to pretend.

"Got a cell phone number or something?" Ryan asked. "Mysterious business card?"

"Funny you should ask." Ormenus smirked and a black business card appeared between his fingers. He offered it to Ryan. "Here."

ORMENUS and a phone number were written in a richly embossed red ink.

Exactly what a demon would have.

"Cool." Ryan looked over the card. He took a big bite of ice cream and noticed Ormenus staring. "You want some?"

"Thank you, but I'm trying to watch my figure, sweetheart."

Ryan chuckled. "Oh, sure. You know you're totally hot, right?"

"Yes, hot as hell ."

"Was that a demon joke?"

"Do you want it to be?"

Ryan groaned. "Don't make me kill you again."

"You can certainly try." Ormenus grinned wickedly. "Now, I still plan to fuck you one more time tonight while I watch Hell's Kitchen , and I will need you tomorrow evening as well."

"Looking forward to it." Ryan finished off the ice cream, and he really shouldn't have been surprised when the spoon and bowl vanished. "What time tomorrow?"

"How about seven o'clock?"

"Can we do seven thirty? I'll make up for being late."

"As you wish, sweetheart." Ormenus reached out to caress Ryan's cheek.

Ryan smiled. "I'll be here."

"Good." Ormenus continued to touch Ryan's skin, looking over him with a fond little smile. "Do you need anything?"

Ryan let himself enjoy the kind affection and soaked it up like a kitten. It was nice to be touched so gently, and he really could get used to this. "Nope. Right now, I'm pretty perfect." His smile grew. "What about you? Is there something I can be doing for you, sir?"

"Trust me, my sweet little murder boy." Ormenus beamed. "You're doing it."

Ryan's heart skipped over itself, and he held his chest, surprised by its heavy thump.

He thought that kinda thing only happened in movies, and yet here it was, all because of Ormenus.

Ormenus's smile dipped suddenly, and he looked sad. He quickly corrected his expression back to its usual smug state, and he said, "I think a hot bath and we'll call it a night, eh?"

"That's it? Did I wear you out?" Ryan teased.

"Hardly."

"You don't have to go easy on me, you know." Ryan sat up so he could claim a kiss. "I can take all the sex and Hell's Kitchen you want."

"You'll make it up to me tomorrow, sweetheart." Ormenus smirked. "How about that bath, hmm?"

"Yeah, sure. Do you want me to go get the water going?"

"No need."

In the space of a blink, Ryan and Ormenus were now seated opposite each other in a large tub, already filled with hot water and overflowing with bubbles. The bathroom was dark, lit only by candles clustered around the sides of the tub.

"Ah." Ormenus leaned back with a grunt. "There we go."

"Shit." Ryan let out a nervous laugh. "That… is going to take some getting used to."

"I'm sure you will eventually." Ormenus shrugged. "It's just a little magic."

"Just magic, huh?" Ryan snorted.

"Exactly."

Ryan picked up some of the bubbles to blow at Ormenus. "Do you want me to wash you?"

Ormenus swatted them away. "No. You're to sit there, look beautiful, and relax. I enjoy the company of a gorgeous young man, even when my dick isn't being serviced."

"Yes, sir." Ryan sank down, groaning lightly as the hot water surrounded his aching body. "You know… You really are kinda sweet."

Ormenus closed his eyes, grinning. "Only to people who kill me."

"Well, that seems a little backwards."

"You earned my respect, sweetheart. Good for you." Ormenus leaned his head back against the side of the tub and stretched out his legs until they brushed against Ryan's.

"Oh. Thank you." Ryan definitely hadn't been expecting that.

He watched Ormenus for a few moments—whose eyes were still closed—taking the opportunity to study every detail. The candlelight flickering off Ormenus's shiny black horns was beautiful, and Ryan really did think Ormenus was still handsome like this. He was attractive as a human too, but this…

Whatever he was, Ryan had never seen anything so magnificent.

"How many do you think you've killed?" Ormenus asked, peeking open one eye to peer over at Ryan. "Five? Ten?"

Ryan blinked. "You would have been seven."

"Lucky number seven." Ormenus snorted. "Well, you can still count it, if you'd like. After all, if I was human, I would have certainly stayed dead."

"Seven it is then." Ryan laughed softly.

"You have a good start on being quite the serial killer."

"That… That wasn't the plan. Just wanted to make some money, blow off some steam, but then…" Ryan flicked his fingers through the bubbles, memories of blood and screams echoing across his mind. "Between you and me, I kinda… like it."

"Killing?" Ormenus opened his eyes and grinned slyly. "What's not to like, eh? It can make you feel powerful, monstrous, and wonderfully filthy. The rush is… unique. To say the least."

Ryan hesitated to say more. It was strange to talk about this so openly, but Ormenus seemed to have experience on the subject. He dropped his gaze to the bubbles, adding, "Yeah. Like sex."

"Uh-huh." Ormenus chuckled low. "It's exciting. To let yourself go and just see what happens."

"Yeah but…" Ryan took a deep breath. "When I let myself go is when I feel the most in control. Just for a second. The money is nice, sure, but it's that rush where I feel like I could do fucking anything."

"It's exquisite," Ormenus agreed, and it definitely sounded as if he was speaking from personal experience. He splashed some bubbles toward Ryan. "You won't need to kill for money now at least. Not unless you just want to."

Ryan shrugged. "Then I guess I don't really need to kill anymore."

"Pffft. There's always people who need killing. Trust me." Ormenus reached under the water to grab Ryan's foot, dragging him forward. He pulled him up into his lap with a little growl.

"Yeah?" Ryan loved how easily Ormenus could manhandle him, and he eagerly curled his arms around Ormenus's neck. "Maybe you have some other work for me?"

"I could think up a few things to occupy your time that could be very lucrative… and bloody." Ormenus ran his hands up Ryan's back and then back down to his hips.

"Thought you wanted to call it a night?"

"Maybe just one more little something before we go to bed."

Ryan arched into Ormenus's hands. He couldn't get enough of how Ormenus touched him, and he smirked, leaning in to kiss Ormenus's throat. "Anything you'd like, sir."

"Anything at all?" Ormenus squeezed Ryan's ass, and his cock thickened beneath him. "And if I want you to ride my cock right here?"

"I'd say yes, please, sir." Ryan kissed along Ormenus's neck and rolled his hips down.

"Insatiable lil' thing, aren't you?"

"Maybe just a little." Ryan laughed. "Maybe I just really like your giant cock."

Ormenus squeezed Ryan's ass again, and his cock was magically lining right up with Ryan's hole. "Don't worry, sweetheart. It's all yours."

Ryan moaned as the fat head pushed inside of him, and he was amazed by how his asshole was instantly slick and open. "F-fuck." He pressed close and buried his face into Ormenus's shoulder.

"Easy now." Ormenus stroked Ryan's hip. "Nice and slow. Just let it inside you. You can do it."

Ryan whimpered as Ormenus curled his fingers in his hair, and he rocked his hips in short bursts. "Fuck… It's still so goddamn much."

"It's just the right amount, I assure you." Ormenus thrust upward until he was balls deep, and he growled happily. "Fuck, you're perfect… Look at you. Taking all of my cock."

Ryan fought against the urge to pull away from the overwhelming ache, and he grinded his hips down to chase the intense feeling. "I want it. I want it all."

"It's yours." Ormenus held Ryan down on his cock, turning his head to catch Ryan's lips in a deep kiss.

Ryan whimpered and squirmed, circling his hips and grinding on Ormenus's thick cock. He pushed his hips forward, chasing the sweet pressure, and he slid his tongue into Ormenus's mouth to smother his moans. He spread his legs to find relief, and he sobbed when Ormenus slammed up into him. "Ah, fuck!"

The water splashed out over the sides of the tub as Ormenus fucked Ryan harder. He held Ryan's hip with one hand, and his other hand pressed into the small of Ryan's back to keep him close as he pounded into him. "Mmm, Ryan ."

Ryan moaned helplessly, and it was so easy to get caught up in the moment and believe this was more than what it was—especially with how Ormenus held him so tight and groaned his name.

"Come on…" Ormenus slowed down and finally came to a complete stop, leaning back against the tub wall and digging his fingers into Ryan's back. "Go on, sweetheart. Ride me."

Ryan whimpered as Ormenus's cock grew inside of him. He touched his stomach to feel where he was bulging, and he tried to make sense of his legs so he could push himself up. His muscles were tingling and trembled, and he whined as he slowly impaled himself on Ormenus's massive cock.

"There you go. Such a good boy for me." Ormenus gazed over Ryan hungrily. "Does it feel good, sweetheart? Tell me."

Ryan cried out every time he sank down on Ormenus's dick, and his face flushed white hot. "Fuck… It's… It's so big. I love it. It feels so fucking huge. I'm so full… Like I'm going to break."

"Come on, sweetheart." Ormenus squeezed Ryan's hip. "Take some more. I want to see you come on my cock."

"More…? Fuck. How?" Ryan laughed weakly, trying to force himself down harder. The pleasure and pain were instant, and he moaned frantically as he rode Ormenus's dick hard enough to draw tears from his eyes. "F-fuck, fuck!"

"Yes." Ormenus spoke the word as a hiss, and he draped his arms along the sides of the tub so that Ryan was moving completely on his own.

The ache was overwhelming, but Ryan didn't stop. He loved the feeling of control he had now, like he was in charge and could make Ormenus fall apart for him. He knew he couldn't last much longer, and he was desperate to take them both over the edge.

"Fuck." Ormenus growled, getting louder as Ryan rode him so fiercely. He squeezed the side of the tub so hard that it cracked. "Get it, boy. Go on."

Ryan whimpered as he watched the crack grow, and he slammed himself on Ormenus with everything he had. He focused on the sweet pressure and the wonderful burn, and he sobbed as teasing fingers stroked over his cock. He came with a scream, crying as his cock pulsed between them.

The bliss was instant, hot, and he lost himself in each incredible shudder. Ormenus snarled and his hips bucked up, carrying the pleasure to even loftier heights as he filled Ryan with another thick load.

"Ormenus… Yes!" Ryan panted frantically. "Yes, yes, yes!"

It hurt, it ached, and it was so fucking perfect.

Ryan collapsed against Ormenus, sobbing against his shoulders as his thighs gave out. He whimpered as Ormenus rubbed his back and pressed sweet kisses into his hair. "Oh my God."

"Look at that. You did it. My good boy," Ormenus praised.

"Yes…" Ryan gasped for air. "Thank you, sir."

"My pleasure, sweetheart." Ormenus tilted his body and let his softening cock slip free as he held Ryan close. He rubbed up his spine and shoulders, and he kissed his brow softly.

Ryan's body buzzed all over, and he swore his skin was glowing from the sweet rush. Each gentle touch and tender kiss made his heart thump, and he hugged Ormenus around his neck, clinging tightly as he tried and failed not to cry.

"Shhh. Aw, sweetheart." Ormenus cradled Ryan's head against his shoulder. "You're all right. You did so good for me." He stroked Ryan's cheek, wiping his tears away. "

Ryan didn't know why, but that only made him cry harder. He wasn't sure why he was crying to begin with, but nobody had ever treated him like this. No one had ever made him feel so wanted.

Like maybe this really was something special.

Like he was something special.

Ormenus grunted. "Definitely worth every penny of ten thousand dollars."

Well, shit.

The mention of money brought it all crashing back to Earth, and Ryan turned his head away to hide how much it hurt.

"Hey. None of that now." Ormenus grabbed Ryan's chin, directing him to look back up. He used his thumb to brush away Ryan's lingering tears. "Come on, sweetheart. What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Ryan didn't want to meet Ormenus's gaze at first, and he was startled to find Ormenus smiling at him so sweetly. "No, you didn't hurt me. I mean, a bit, but in a good way." He shook his head. "I don't know what's wrong."

"It's all right." Ormenus kissed his brow. "It's been a very intense evening. Ready for bed and some extremely overpriced vodka?"

Ryan nodded, squirming with shame. This was definitely not professional, and he quickly tried to put on a confident face. "I'm sorry. I'm all right. Really. Thank you."

"Let's go, sweetheart."

They were transported from the bath back to a freshly made bed. Ryan was wearing purple footie pajamas with little cartoon kittens prancing all over them, and he laughed when he saw Ormenus had a matching set.

"Here." Ormenus handed him a purple sippy cup.

Ryan accepted the cup with another laugh. "You're fun. This is more fun than I've had… Well, probably ever."

"I'm inclined to agree." Ormenus had a regular glass for himself, from which he took a leisurely sip. "For someone as old as I am, it's unusual to feel this young. I appreciate that."

Ryan drank from his cup, savoring the burn. Having fancy vodka in a damn sippy cup was pretty ridiculous, but he reasoned he wouldn't have to worry about it spilling. He stretched out, his ass aching from the movement. "You're not that old. Why do you say that?"

"I'm much older than you think." Ormenus snuggled into the plush pillows, lifting his arm for Ryan. "I detox my skin every day with the tears of unicorns, bathe in the blood of virgins…"

Ryan immediately snuggled up to Ormenus's side. "That sounds exhausting."

"It's a lot of work to look this pretty."

"I find that hard to believe." Ryan laughed and grinned up at him adoringly, stroking one of his horns. "Even if you are sacrificing virgins or whatever, how are you paying some random boy ten grand to spend the night with you."

"I've collected many valuable assets and done quite well for myself. I'm also a champion ping pong player. Won lots of flashy prizes."

"Oh yeah? We'll have to play sometime."

Ormenus kissed Ryan's hair and hugged him close. The blankets shifted, draping over them without Ormenus lifting a finger. "Go to sleep now, sweetheart. You've earned yourself a rest."

"Sleep? What's that?"

"It's that thing you do after you've gotten your brains fucked out all night."

"I guess…" Ryan shook his head. "You know, I do this a lot. You're a catch. You wouldn't have to pay me if we'd met any other way."

"That's very sweet of you, but how about you just let me pay you, hmm?" Ormenus rubbed Ryan's arm. "I want to spoil you. I enjoy it."

"Oh, I'll let you pay me." Ryan grinned. "Just saying… You're funny, hot, and have a dick like I've never seen. You could just date." He glanced at Ormenus's horns. "You know, as a human."

"Dating is complicated." Ormenus frowned. "This is easy. Everybody is happy. No meeting parents, no anniversaries, nice and simple."

"I'm not inviting you to meet mine regardless."

"Why not? I'm great with parents. As you know, I'm quite charming."

"Incredibly charming," Ryan agreed sincerely.

"Go to sleep, sweetheart." Ormenus closed his eyes. "I may want to fuck you once more in the morning before you go."

Ryan grinned. "I'm at your service, sir."

"Good boy," Ormenus grumbled, his body relaxing and his breathing soon slowing.

Ryan watched him, and he wondered if Ormenus truly needed to sleep, whatever he was. He lifted his head to kiss Ormenus's cheek and then cuddled in closer. There was a new warmth in his chest, and he wasn't sure why.

He'd never spent the night with one of his clients before—dead or alive.

He… didn't mind it.