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back.” Dante slid his hand over Aden’s crotch and a groan burst from Aden’s lips.
    “Stop touching me.”
    “But you like it so much.” Dante ran his nail down Aden’s zipper and it came undone.
    Aden yanked it back up. “Leave me alone.”
    “You’re going to fall,” Dante said. “Why bother trying not to?”
    “Because I might fly.” Aden glared at him.
    Raphael smiled and the breath caught in Aden’s throat.
    “You can come and come and come in hell,” Dante whispered in his ear as he slid his fingers inside the top of Aden’s jeans, down almost to the head of his cock. “Orgasm all day and all night. Lose your fucking mind in the wonder of it. You don’t need love. You’ve managed without it all this time. You just need sex, lots and lots of hot fucks.”
    Aden wrapped his hand around Dante’s wrist and dragged his hand out. Raphael smiled, though his smile faded when Aden stroked Dante’s groin. Aden had only intended to tease him back but… Oh Christ, he’s big.
    “Hung like a cobra, sunshine.” Dante fluttered his tongue and stared at Aden with hooded eyes.
    Was his tongue getting longer? Shit, it is. Aden stuck his hands in his pockets.
    “All the better for rimming.” Dante sniggered.
    “Make a choice now,” Raphael said. “Straight to hell with Dante or a month with seven chances to prove where you truly belong.”
    “Seven chances?” Dante barked. “Where did they come from?”
    “From me.” Raphael glared.
    “I’ll take the month.” Aden spoke quickly before Dante played some trick and stopped his voice.
    “It’ll pass in a flash,” Dante said.
    “Lie face down on the bed,” Raphael told him.
    Aden dropped down and found his wrists suddenly encased in leather and fastened to a bar at the top of the bed.
    “He goes back to the world with his name but nothing else,” Dante said. “These are my rules. No home, no money, no friends. Your body will not be found until your month is up. If you go near your home, you will forfeit this chance. If you contact a friend, you forfeit this chance.”
    “What if they contact me? What if I bump into them by accident?”
    “You’ll have no phone,” Raphael said. “You won’t meet them by accident.”
    “How am I supposed to live without money? No roof over my head?”
    “Changed your mind?” Dante licked Aden’s ear, then bit it.
    “Ouch. No.”
    “Don’t try to play the system,” Raphael said. “Do the right thing because you believe in it not because you want to impress.”
    “Do the wrong thing and enjoy it.” Dante sucked the place he’d bitten.
    “Am I allowed to tell the truth about this?” Aden asked.
    “No,” Dante said.
    “You must not lie,” Raphael added.
    What?
    “Would anyone believe the truth?” Dante laughed.
    “My last words,” Raphael said. “Strive to do the right thing.”
    The pair grabbed his wings and Aden took a deep breath. He’d thought the pain was bad before, but it was nothing compared to this. He screamed into the pillow, tugging against the restraints. Fire consumed him, ate at him, spread from his back throughout his body until he felt as if millions of long, blunt needles were being driven into his skin. He could hear things inside him crack and break. The coppery tang of blood filled the air, filled his mouth, spilled from his lips, then one side of his body felt different—lighter. Dante still yanked and twisted on the other.
    “Get on with it, Dante,” Raphael snapped.
    “But it’s so much fun and you know how much I like blooooood.”
    Aden was lifted from the bed by the force Dante exerted and when the pain was too much to bear, he closed down and lost consciousness.
     
     
    Brody scanned the packed dancefloor from a raised platform. Guys in various stages of undress were bumping and grinding to the music’s heavy beat. He didn’t want to dance. He just wanted a fuck. Eventually he’d find someone interesting enough. Using Grindr would have been quicker and