His Favorite Color Is Blood by K.A. Merikan

“There’s barbs in his dick,” Hammer called after him, once again mocking Dex for existing. And I’ll jerk him off while I’m at it,” he barked and walked off without looking back. All the cancer-related stuff always brought him down. He’d mentioned the tiger because that was the first thing that came to his mind, but a wave of sadness crashed into him as soon as he’d said it. Cora’s giving him everything he needs, but be my guest, go and hold his paw.”ĭex pulled on the clean T-shirt, and his shoulders sagged. “I’m pretty sure the tiger doesn’t know it’s dying. But no, you didn’t think about that, because you don’t care about people’s feelings.” “Have you even thought about how the tiger would feel if I disappeared? Rogue would be fine, but Bandit’s dying, and he needs the emotional support. What else was he gonna sleep in? “I’ll obviously be taking the bedding from the sex room!” He poked his forehead, squinting at Hammer. You’d be punishing yourself, not me.”ĭex got to his feet and grabbed one of Cora’s oversized T-shirts out of the open wardrobe. You can stay wherever you want, although I think there are many more comfortable places than the cage. And his ass was sore.īut Hammer was like a rock mocking Dex’s instability with his very existence. Why was he like this? Maybe the pain of being rejected made him itch for havoc? He didn’t even know, because his brain was sluggish yet chaotic like thick soup with random ingredients, and he was getting hungry again. “I’d rather go sleep with the fucking tiger than with you right now!”Ī lie, a stupid fucking lie to preserve his ego, because he couldn’t keep his tongue from wagging. Hammer, on the other hand, was like a thick dark cloud offering pleasant shade but might also bring hail without warning. You were the one who said it’s hard for you to be here, so I offered a solution,” Hammer barked and shoved him onto the bed, towering over him, still covered with smeared blood.ĭex knew he should want to be around reasonable people who lived their lives within social norms, but he never felt this much desire and excitement pumping through his veins when around them.

“You couldn’t have heard something I didn’t say. “I’m just commenting on what you said! What, is that no longer allowed?” Dex pulled back just to test how hard he was being held and found the force behind it so wonderfully steady.

Will you shut up for a second?” Hammer demanded and grabbed his forearm. “What? So now you’re too good to sleep in the same bed with me? You’re afraid I’m gonna jump you or something? Who needs to get over themself now, huh?” He pushed the door open with enough force to slam it into Hammer.

You can just sleep in one of the sex rooms, or on the sofa.”ĭex frowned, taken aback. I’m not staying in your bed then!” He poked right back and turned off the water. He’d leaned right into Hammer’s needs, into the dirty talk. He flinched when Hammer appeared behind the fogging plexiglass and knocked on it.

His Favorite Color Is Blood by K.A. Merikan