Chapter 22

CHAPTER 22

LEO

The line for the London Eye is long, but I don't mind waiting with Ty. I'd rather slit everyone's throat so Ty can skip the line, but I don't act on it. Ivan looks like he wants to do the same. He keeps glancing at Ty, a soft smile playing on his face. I'm not sure what Ivan is thinking about my kotenok, but he seems to like him too.

We finally get in one of those bubbles on the London Eye, and it takes us slowly to the top. Even though it moves at a sedate pace, more and more of the landscape is revealed the higher we get. "Wow," Ty mutters, face pressed to the glass. "It's pretty. Come, Ivan, Leo. Check it out."

Like puppets on a string, we both move to where he's standing and listen to Ty gush about everything he sees. I don't really care about the scenery or sightseeing, but I love how Ty's face glows as he looks around.

After we get off the London Eye, we go past the Big Ben, taking pictures of Ty in front of it. He also weasels me and Ivan into a photo. Neither of us looks too upset by it. We ride a river cruise that Ty loves, smiling the entire time as he listens to the orator and reads the pamphlet we were handed.

By the time we're done with the sights, Ty is dead on his feet, and I'm shocked that Ivan looks bushed too. I've never seen him tired, even when he made me stay awake with him for forty-one hours on a stakeout. Something is definitely up.

We go back to our hotel, and after Ty insists we see Ivan to his room—pointedly ignoring Ivan's stoney gaze—we return to our own. We take a quick shower and lie in bed. I don't even remember falling asleep.

Ty and I float in and out of sleep until around ten the next morning, then we get Ivan to have some breakfast. Once again, we go over our plan, but we whisper in Russian, hoping not many people can understand it. We still keep our voices low, but we don't switch to English. I told Ty it was necessary for us to communicate in a language not widely used in the UK so he wouldn't feel left out.

A few hours later, we head to the city center to get into position. Ivan separates from us, heading to the nest he set up yesterday, and we go to the one he has sorted for me. There, I find the rifle case Ivan left and put the weapon together. I assemble it slowly, explaining what I'm doing to Ty as I go just in case he'd like to work with long-range rifles in the future.

Once it's assembled, Ty sits beside me with a pair of binoculars, wanting to see what happens.

Looking through the scope, I scan the area, checking for my target. She hasn't arrived yet. Pulling the weapon away, I ask Ty, "Wanna see?"

"Yeah," he says excitedly. We trade, Ty handing me the binocular as he takes the rifle. I move behind him, adjusting his arms, posture and the rifle until they're both in good positions.

"Is that comfortable?" I ask, tipping the barrel up just a touch.

Ty hums. I drop my hands and shuffle back, allowing Ty to get a feel for the rifle. I have to admit, he looks good with it in his hands. Then again, Ty looks fucking good all the time. Seeing him with a rifle perched on his knee only makes the image hotter.

After a few minutes, Ty lowers the rifle and hands it to me. "I think she's here."

I take it from him and get into position, scanning the area. On my second sweep, I spot her, sitting down with a drink and a sandwich. She's older, maybe late fifties. That's good in this business. Most of us don't grow very old. Ivan is an anomaly, in his seventies and still taking contracts.

Her phone is to her ear, and she laughs like she just heard a funny joke, but her eyes are shifting around quickly, like she's on high alert. Too bad she's not looking up.

Clicking the setting on the scope, I put her in better view. I take up a good position, ready to pull the trigger when it's time.

Ten minutes after my target arrives, my phone rings. I don't move much to answer it so I don't throw off my sights. I slowly ease my hand up to my ear, pressing the button on the Bluetooth to connect the call. "Ded."

"I have him," he says in his accented English. "Tell me you ready."

"Ready. Count me down." I click my sights once more, making sure my aim will be perfect. I pull in a deep breath, hold it for a beat, then blow it out slowly. I get tunnel vision, not paying attention to Ty's burning gaze, what's going on down below, or even my own discomfort as I get ready for the kill.

"Tri," Ivan mutters, counting down from three in Russian, his voice and this ritual reminding me of our previous buddy kills. "Dva. Odin."

When the last syllable leaves his mouth, I pull back on the trigger smoothly, holding it even after the shot is fired until I hear that lovely metallic click . Then I watch as the woman's head explodes. A beautiful array of red mist and gray matter paint the air, her head knocking back, then her body following.

"Whoa," Ty breathes beside me, bringing me back to my surroundings.

I only sit for a second to admire my handiwork before I hang up with Ivan and break down my weapon. Ty already has the case open, waiting for me to place the pieces on the foam inside. It takes me less than thirty seconds to have the pieces apart. It's a shame this weapon will be incinerated—it's fucking awesome.

Instead of dragging the heavy case down the stairs and in full view of people probably running and screaming from the crime scene, I slide it into a crevice that Ded told me would be on the roof. Someone will dispose of it soon. I turn to Ty, pulling his hat down snugly on his head. He does the same for me with a smile and kisses me quickly.

When Ivan mapped out this site for the kill, he had our exit strategy ready to go. We make our way from the roof by a staircase on the side of the building, trying to look as if we belong. No one notices us. They're too busy running in the opposite direction, screaming and claiming a woman had been shot. I school my face in a puzzled expression that Ty mirrors, and we get swept up in the crowd.

I pull Ty to the Underground and catch a train to our hotel. We sit down, and Ty leans his head on my shoulder. "That was fucking hot," he murmurs so only I can hear.

Smiling down at him, I rub my thumb over the back of his hand. "That's exactly what I was thinking when I was watching you look down the scope. I would show you just how hot, but I don't want to be arrested for indecent exposure."

Ty giggles, tucking his arm through mine and leaning his head on my arm until the train gets to our stop.

When I get back the room, Ivan is already there, changed out of his black attire. "Any issues?"

"None. You?"

"No. Now, I go home. This city too hot."

Ty steps up to Ded, throwing his arms around him. "It was great to meet you, Ivan. You raised a great man."

For a few seconds, Ivan is frozen. Like me, he's not big on anyone touching him. But after a few moments, he wraps his arms around Ty. "It was nice to meet you, kolibri. I will see you soon, yes?"

"I'd like that. You're always welcome at our home, anytime. Right, Leo?" Ty lets Ivan go and walks back over to me, putting his arm around my waist.

"Ded is always welcome, though he'll never fly that far."

Ivan shrugs, walking over to the door. "You never know. Until next time, nieto."

He breezes out the door, leaving me and Ty alone. Sighing happily, Ty turns to me. "Shower?"

"Lead the way," I tell him.

Once we're naked and in the shower, Ty has me against the wall, his mouth pressed firmly against mine. The icy chill of the tiles on my back do nothing to dim the red-hot desire coursing through me. His hard cock pokes against my thigh as he rolls his hips into me.

"Watching you today—" he pants against my mouth before he takes my lips again "—I've been hard all day thinking about it. Thinking about your dick inside me while I ride you slow, looking into your eyes when we come."

I reach around and grips his ass, digging my blunt nails into his flesh. Ty groans, holding me tight.

"How does that sound?"

Just the thought of Ty riding me has my cock twitching and leaking. I've thought about it for weeks. Every time he straddles my lap makes me wonder what he would look like impaled on my cock.

I slide my tongue into his mouth, tasting him. "Anything you want, kotenok."

Ty grins at me slyly, giving me one more kiss before dropping to his knees. Without pause, he slides my hard cock between his lips, sucking me in deep. I groan, putting my hand behind his head. "Shit," I drawl. I stare down at him, watching my cock appear and disappear between his lips. He flicks his eyes up to mine, the mismatched orbs blazing as he swallows me whole.

My head tips back, and I grunt, fucking his mouth. It feels so fucking good, always hot and warm, his wet tongue gliding over my shaft.

He pulls my cock from his lips, kissing along the shaft and slapping it across his wet tongue. I curse, holding the back of his neck as he laps at me. "Let's go to the room."

Ty stands, pecking me once before he turns the water off. I drag him back to me, kissing him long and hard, anticipating feeling Ty's hole clenching around my hard shaft.

When we're dry, we make our way to the room, kissing and touching as we go.

Lying on my back, I palm my cock, jerking it slowly. "You want me like this?"

His hand wrapped around his rock-hard erection, Ty watches me, licking his lips as he tugs himself off. His eyes are locked on my length as I stroke myself. "Fuck yes." He meets my gaze. "Lube?"

I point to the bag that's on the floor by the bed. With a last look of longing at my cock, he hurries to the bag and pulls out the lube. He tosses it beside me and climbs onto my lap, moving my hand so our cocks can meet.

His mouth lands on mine, and I open for him, gliding my tongue over his. My arms go around his waist, and I hold him close as I roll my hips into him. Ty's warm weight settles something in me. Since he's been in my life, I've felt a quiet contentment I didn't know I was missing. He's completed me in more ways than I can describe.

We explore each other's mouths, licking and tasting. I want to roll him over and push into him, but Ty wants to ride me, and I'm on board for that.

When he pulls his mouth from mine, he grabs the lube and slicks his fingers. Once they're coated, his hand drifts behind his back and down to his hole. I want to see what he's doing, but I don't want him to move from over me. His cock throbs against mine, leaking precum as he moans.

Ty and I keep eye contact as he gets himself ready for me, his hand moving slowly, then faster as he opens his hole.

"Fuck, Leo. I want you so bad." His eyes drift closed, but he pries them open so he can focus on me.

"You have me, kotenok," I tell him, angling my hips so our dicks brush. "Are you ready? I need to be in you."

He nods and removes his fingers. Grabbing the lube, he drizzles some on my cock, running his hand up and down my shaft to make sure I'm covered.

Climbing on top of me, Ty rests his hands on my chest and slots my cock between his lubed ass cheeks. "Fuck me, Leo. Put your dick inside." He angles his hips until his hole is resting above my cockhead.

I take hold of the base of my dick, gripping his hip in one hand as I push into his tight channel. His eyes meet mine, mouth cranked open in a silent gasp. If he didn't look so fucking blissed out, I'd think I was hurting him.

"Grgh, fuck," I curse, the pulsing of his hole feeling fucking phenomenal.

"Holy fuck, Leo," Ty grits out through clenched teeth, face tight with concentration as he lowers himself on me. "God, you feel so good."

When I'm fully seated, Ty leans forward and takes my lips in a greedy kiss. Then he clenches his inner walls, making me groan in his mouth. Jesus. He's never done that before. Fuck. It feels fucking amazing.

As he kisses me, Ty rolls his hips, riding me slowly, my cock stroking against his walls. He whimpers in my mouth, and I swallow the sound, wanting to taste more. Ty frames my face as I thrust into him.

When I pick up speed, Ty snatches his mouth from me, groaning as he placing his hands on my chest, lifting and lowering his hips. "Leo, baby. Yes, fuck me."

I tighten my hands around his waist, lifting my hips to impale him on my cock. Ty cries out, bouncing on my dick as his blunt nails dig into my pecs. A loud groan leaves my lips as Ty grips my cock with his hole again, making it hard for me to thrust into him.

When I curse again, holding him tight to stave off my orgasm, Ty looks down at me with heavy-lidded eyes and a sex-drunk smile. "Feel good?" he mutters, squeezing my dick with his walls again before rolling his hips. "Tell me."

"You know you feel good, kotenok." I manage to grunt out while I'm pounding into his hole. "You always feel good. Squeeze my dick again." He does, and a tingle licks up my spine, my release imminent.

Ty kisses me messily as I piston into him in rapid thrusts.

"Tell me you're close."

"So close. Christ ." I bite my bottom lip, fucking him with everything I have as he meets my thrusts.

He's taking me higher than I thought I could go, making my head swim as I try to focus on making him come first, getting him off before me. All I can do is peg his prostate, hoping that gets him there before my orgasm shoots from me.

He has me going out of my mind with pleasure. I eagerly chase my orgasm as I try to push him over the edge.

"Fuck, kotenok. Come for me, baby."

Ty rests his hands on my pecs, grinding down on me as he absorbs my thrusts. He twists his hips, fucking himself on my dick hard. He moans every time my cock hits that special place inside him.

Just looking at him has me so close to the edge. I know I can't hold back, no matter how hard I try to stave it off. Without warning, my back bows off the bed, and my cock erupts, spilling my seed into Ty. Rope after rope rips from me as I grip his hips tight, this orgasm taking every ounce of my strength.

Thankfully, Ty is right behind me, his hips stuttering and a whispered grunt of, "I'm coming," entering my mouth as he comes without touching his dick. He cries out when wetness hits my abs, and I let loose a relieved groan that he's reached his peak.

After he stops shuddering, Ty collapses on my chest. He kisses me gently, lips soft on mine.

Sighing, I roll us onto our sides. Ty reaches up and pushes my hair back from my sweaty forehead. His eyes are shining as he smiles at me. "That was amazing."

"Agreed." I murmur dazedly. He laughs, kissing my chin. "What was that you did when I was inside you?" I ask in wonder. My cock throbs as I think about the way his hole hugged my dick.

Ty laughs sleepily, shaking his head. "I can't tell all my secrets."

Chuckling, I kiss him once more, rubbing my hand up and down his back. "I love you, kotenok."

With a happy sigh, Ty says, "I love you too, baby."