Changing Fortunes

Part 11

Not only did Radu have Cam pinned down, his grip was like a straightjacket: Radu's arms were wrapped tightly around Cam's waist, pinning Cam's arms uselessly against his body. Cam tried to struggle but it was a waste of energy, Radu was just too strong.

"Look what I found trying to crash our party," Radu told Angelo, who was straightening his clothes as he got dressed again.

"That's because he doesn’t have one of his own." Angelo knelt next to Cam. "But that's fine," he murmured," he can join ours." Angelo's hand began to lazily caress Cam's crotch through his jeans.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Cam snarled between gritted teeth.

"Why?" Angelo asked with a smirk. "It's not like you didn't get off watching us and it's not like anger is the only thing you're feeling now, lover. Don't even try to deny it; I can feel it hardening under my fingers."

Being so close to Angelo didn't help matters. Neither did the fact that Radu was nuzzling Cam's throat in a way that was both threatening and arousing; making Cam practically melt. But that didn't mean he was gonna concede anything to Angelo. "Oh I'll admit, both of you are getting me hot but you know it's just my blood reacting to both of yours. Nothing but a reflex. Weasel told me everything."

A flicker of Angelo's anger and pain briefly reached Cam before it vanished completely. Ah, Angelo had enough control to be able to shield his emotions from Cam yet let Cam feel what Angelo wanted him to. But it was too late. Cam already knew that he'd just sliced into Angelo twice with one slash.

Radu changed his grip, damn he was so strong he could still keep Cam pinned with the one arm. Fuck.

Radu's hand slid underneath Cam's jawline and he wrenched Cam's head to the side. "Apparently, that's not all Baptiste did. Our little friend has been marked."

"Don't you think I fucking see that?" Angelo snapped. "He knows better than to pull this shit!"

"That didn't stop him," Radu said, stating the obvious.

Cam couldn't help but smile at Angelo's reaction. Baptiste must be Weasel and the "marking" Radu was rubbing in Angelo's face was probably the marks left from Weasel's bite. Cam remembered how angry he felt when he'd seen those same kinds of marks all over Balint's body and his smile grew nasty. Turnabout was fair play, after all.

"You really are an idiot," Angelo muttered to Cam. "Do you even know what marking means?"

"It means that Weasel went behind your back," Cam answered maliciously.

"That he did," Angelo admitted, "but you're still not getting it."

"Really," Cam sneered, "then why don't you tell me since I'm obviously too much of an idiot to understand that you're pissed because you purposely left me alive to make MY lover happy."

Angelo threw Cam a deathglare but Radu laughed. "The mutt may not know what it means Angelo, but I'm damned sure Szabo will the second he sees it and he won't like it one little bit."

"Szabo?" Cam asked, completely baffled. "Who the fuck is Szabo?"

Then Cam played Radu's other words over in his head. Mutt. Not pedigreed. Not pure blooded. Just like what Grandmother Hathaway always accused him of being but this time it seemed like Radu was ridiculing his lineage on Cam's father's side. The arrogant bastard had so much contempt for Cam that he couldn't even disrespect him directly. "Why don't you let me go and say that you asshole!"

Angelo's eyes glinted with cold amusement. "Go ahead; let the boy go, Radu."

"You're sure? He might run straight to Szabo."

That name again. Shit, he had to have meant Balint. Was "Szabo" some kind of insult like mutt?

"You kidding? Not before the darling tries to take us on," Angelo assured Radu. "Besides, if he wants to go and rescue the damsel in distress, he's more than welcome to do that." Angelo snickered. "I'm certainly not gonna stop him from killing himself."

If Angelo was trying to intimidate Cam, he'd have to do a lot better than that.

Radu shrugged. "Alright, I'll release the mutt but remember our agreement."

"And remember your promise."

"Fine," Radu said with exasperation. "I won't eat him. But at least let me taste him first."

Angelo laughed. "That's more than I got to do."

Eat him? Did Radu mean blow him or…

A moment later Cam felt the surprising abrasiveness of Radu's tongue as it rasped against the juncture of neck and shoulder. Cam shivered at the not unpleasant sensation of being caressed with warm, wet sandpaper. Something that had no business in a human mouth.

It didn't feel as bad as it should have. In fact, it felt kind of good. Very good.

"Does he taste as good as he looks?" Angelo asked Radu, causing Cam to wonder which way he meant it.

"You tell me," was Radu's cryptic reply.

"Hmmmmmm….let's see."

Radu must have known what Angelo meant because he released one of Cam's arms but before Cam could even move, Angelo grasped one of his fingers and slid it into his mouth.

If Radu's tongue was rough and catlike, Angelo's tongue was an icicle, running through each crease of Cam's finger before his frozen mouth sucked on it as sensuously as he'd sucked Cam's cock the night before. And somehow Radu had managed to get Cam's coat open and his shirt rolled up and now his mouth was ravishing his chest and Cam wasn't pinned anymore.

It didn't matter. The scraping of Radu's tongue was sending little sparks of desire along every nerve ending and Cam wasn't going anywhere.

Angelo pulled Cam's finger out of his mouth and began licking and kissing his wrist and up his arm; leaving a liquid trail of icy-heat that set his flesh ablaze. Each nibble and lap of Angelo's tongue kindled fires of need within Cam that radiated straight to his cock and he knew that Angelo was more than aware of that and could easily and deliciously solve that problem….

No! This wasn't supposed to happen. Instead of having Angelo just where Cam wanted him, Angelo and Radu had maneuvered things so they had Cam just where they wanted him and this was the last thing he should be doing, the last thing he wanted to do.

Unfortunately, he knew he was lying to himself, he wanted to do this, had wanted to from the moment he'd seen the two boys on the dance floor. Yeah, it was a reflex and he could comfort himself with that fact but it wasn't the whole truth.

The attraction had been there from the very beginning. Reflex or no reflex. That was why Angelo had acted upon it last night and if Cam hadn't gone for his gun, they would have easily had sex. It didn't mean he liked Angelo. Not in the least. He couldn't stand the whore. But he had the same thing that had attracted Cam to Balint.

Passion. Heat.

But just because he wanted it, that didn't mean it was gonna happen. Shoving away his reluctance, Cam pulled his arm away from Angelo. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"Don't," Angelo whispered, his finger tracing along Cam's lips. "What will you prove by fighting us? All it will get you is frustrated. Why fight your desires? Why deny yourself? What do you gain, Cam?" His tongue flicked teasingly across Cam's mouth. "I never got to really kiss you," he murmured before his lips closed over Cam's.

Angelo's kiss was hungry and demanding and Cam felt the last of his resistance melt away as the dark-eyed boy's tongue snaked inside Cam's mouth.

Radu's tongue teased Cam's nipples, scouring them, the intense stimulation painful and pleasurable all at once. Cam began to wonder what else that wicked tongue could do.

In the meantime, Angelo was making love to Cam's mouth, devouring it, his tongue setting off mini-landmines as it touched places that Cam had never knew could get him so hot and bothered. He'd never known that just kissing could be that arousing.

Radu's mouth was moving lower, sucking, nibbling and biting, until he reached the one place Cam really wanted it. It was through his jeans, as if Radu was saying that this was all Cam was gonna get until took them off, or at least gave Radu better access.

Couldn't have that.

Cam broke the kiss. "I need to… handle something."

Radu raised his head so Cam could put the gun to the side – what good was it gonna do him against them anyway – and work at his jeans.

He eased them down just enough to make things more reachable for Radu, then looked up to see Angelo and Radu kissing roughly, Radu's fingers skimming along the waistband of Angelo's jeans before unbuttoning and unzipping them.

Funny. He'd figured the threesome was gonna be between Balint and the two of them and now it was turning out to be the two boys and him.

Angelo's hands were just as eagerly making quick work of Radu's jeans and before long the three boy's clothes were lying in a discarded heap as they began to caress each other's naked bodies.

Or rather, they caressed him, Cam stroked Radu and Radu and Angelo fondled each other. Any time Cam's hand found its way between Angelo's legs, it was gently but firmly pushed away.

The parts of his body that Angelo did allow Cam to touch were a true contradiction. His flesh was smooth and silky but cold and hard. Kind of like touching an animated statue, only even if his skin was frigid, there was nothing else about Angelo that was.

After trying to reciprocate with Angelo several times, Cam realized that it was just better to give himself over to the overwhelming pleasure that Angelo was giving him. It was as if he was being assaulted by the two boys; their touches and caresses gradually becoming less gentle and more bruising, using their nails for their exquisite torture.

And bites. Bites that were hard but didn't break the skin. Bites that lit a fuse of pure ecstasy that spread throughout Cam's body and were like nothing he'd ever felt before.

He realized then that when Weasel and Angelo had Balint for the night, it had been all three of them at the same time and the marks he'd found were from what Angelo and Radu were doing to Cam now.

Cam felt Angelo's tongue push his flesh against his teeth, then the dim realization that this time the skin did break and his blood was flowing right into Angelo's ravenous mouth, but the pressure of the boy's lips pulling at him felt too good for Cam to care.

Angelo licked and sucked at Cam's breastbone and the pleasure overtaking him became almost too much, Cam felt like he was gonna burst from the tide of rapture that was sweeping him away into near incoherence.

Until Radu's mouth fastened to Cam's inner thigh and he felt teeth sink in. Painfully. Very painfully.

That was enough to snap sense back into Cam. He grabbed a handful of Radu's hair and yanked hard enough to dislodge the bastard.

That left the other bloodsucking freak.

Cam viciously brought his fist down to the back of Angelo's neck.

Angelo withdrew, raising his head and giving Cam a disdainful look. "Is there a problem?"

"Is there a problem? My blood is on your lips, your buddy was about to drain me as well and you're asking me if there's a problem, you leech?"

Angelo wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand, then licked it. "First of all, Radu was only tasting you, like he said he would. He doesn't drain anyway, he likes the taste and will indulge but it's not his preference." Angelo smiled evilly. "Flesh is." He got up, gathered his clothes and began to dress. "Second, I was only tasting you as well. I figured I'd get something out of all that time Radu and I spent sweetening you up."

Something told him Angelo meant something more than just disarming Cam. "What the fuck do you mean?" he demanded.

"Why do you think Weasel had sex with you before he fed from you," Angelo taunted. "He sweetened you first. It makes you taste delicious. Besides, I know you hadn't noticed, but Radu and I were Sharing blood with each other as well as Pleasure with you. It's part of sex for us, but I don't expect you to understand that."

Radu had gotten dressed and was now standing beside Angelo, stroking his curls. "Don't waste your time explaining it to the vache." He cupped Angelo's cheek. "If there's no more need of me…." he trailed off.

Angelo smiled affectionately. "Need you, no. Want you? Always," he whispered.

Radu slung his arm around Angelo's shoulders. "Let's go then. The vache will undoubtedly head for your room where he will get what's coming to him and now I will get what is coming to me."

They walked off with Angelo calling over his shoulder, "My door is unlocked, honeychild. Go right in. If you dare."

With a nasty laugh, Angelo and Radu walked down the other side of the corridor and vanished completely.

Cam got dressed, wondering exactly what had happened. He'd come there ready for a fight. He ended up having sex with them both, only to find out they'd set him up for something much more fucked up.

Tasting him. Yeah, right. Cam was a man, not a fucking appetizer.

Though not to them. Not even to Weasel.

Fuck them all.

Cam managed to gather his composure. Then he walked down to Angelo's room and waited for a few moments outside the door while he thought of how he'd approach Balint.

"Go away, Cam. Please!"

The anguish pouring from Balint was so strong that Cam didn't even question the fact that he hadn't even knocked. Nothing was surprising him anymore. "Can't I even talk to you?" he asked through the door.

"No! No," Balint said more gently. He let out a labored breath. "You need to leave, baby. Don't worry, I’m not mad at you anymore, you don't have to win me over, alright?"

Something was wrong. Dangerously wrong. Balint was in trouble.

Half-expecting it to be another one of Angelo's twisted games Cam tried to turn the doorknob. To his shock, it turned easily. Angelo had actually been telling the truth.

Cam gingerly opened the door, not knowing what he'd see.

Balint was curled up into a fetal ball on Angelo's bed, those gorgeous eyes glittering with tears of agony.

Then the reason for that agony hit Cam like a ton of bricks: Balint's body was shaking with gripping pain and excruciating cramping. Nausea so strong that Cam had to shield himself from it before he puked himself.

Starvation. Maturity. He'd thought Angelo had set him up before but now Cam realized that this was the real trap Angelo had in mind all along. The manipulative fucker had known that Cam would come after Balint, which was the real reason Angelo had sent Balint up to his room.

To wait for Cam. Then kill him.

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Last updated 2/13/03

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