Knox wasn't sure what thought was going through his head when Victor's cock presented itself like a hammer in his face. Everything went blank the moment his eyes zeroed in on the man's appendage.
The picture had been a lie. It was huge. Knox felt his throat tighten just from looking at it. Victor's grip on the back of his head was harsh, almost bruising, as he stared down at him with barely any sanity in his expression—just pure wrath.
The man was pissed. So pissed, Knox was certain all of it had relocated into the rigid length aimed at him, ready to teach him a lesson. That desired location was wrapped, poking out of his boxers, and Victor's hands were pulling it down.
No man should be that huge. How Victor walked around with that monster was a true testament to his personality. Knox grimaced as he finally tore his gaze away to meet Victor's blazing, irrational eyes.
"Are you going to shove that down my throat? What good will that eve
"You need to calm down," Aaron said, kneeling in the doorway as he shoved his shoes onto his sock-covered feet."If it wasn’t for you, this wouldn’t be happening right now," Knox gritted from the end of the bed, his head in his hands."No shit. We wouldn’t have our boy’s nights back if it wasn’t for me, mate," Aaron chuckled as he tied his shoelaces. "Thanks for the acknowledgment.""Fuck you," Knox spat. He wanted to share the excitement of his team, to feel that anticipation of letting loose, winding down, enjoying one night of no supervision, no rules, just pure bachelorhood—but now that was off the table. Victor, that son of a bitch, was playing with his emotions. He’d seen that aggravatingly pleased expression on Victor’s face tonight when he’d laid down that hammer. Knox despised the man so much it was becoming unbearable."You won’t even notice the captain is there once some alcohol hits y
Victor slammed his room door shut. His mind was reeling from one thing and one thing only. The day had been hard enough to get through, but this insistent rambling inside him made it crippling. Doing his duties as a soldier and an asset to the state had never been difficult, but today he couldn’t take his mind off Knox, the piece of shit kneeling there at his mercy, sating an urge he never knew he had, a fluke of feeling brought by the unyielding turmoil the man drew out of him.Knox had always been a challenge, even back in training. He lagged behind in group exercises but was quick with witty, infuriating fuckery that never failed to annoy Victor. He’d chalked it up to adolescence and hormones back then, but now it was just the idiot's personality.Victor found every excuse to maintain control as the man’s superior, but Knox was built like that—a money-hungry twat with nothing but bravado beneath his thin frame.Victor cursed into the a
Knox wasn't sure what thought was going through his head when Victor's cock presented itself like a hammer in his face. Everything went blank the moment his eyes zeroed in on the man's appendage.The picture had been a lie. It was huge. Knox felt his throat tighten just from looking at it. Victor's grip on the back of his head was harsh, almost bruising, as he stared down at him with barely any sanity in his expression—just pure wrath.The man was pissed. So pissed, Knox was certain all of it had relocated into the rigid length aimed at him, ready to teach him a lesson. That desired location was wrapped, poking out of his boxers, and Victor's hands were pulling it down.No man should be that huge. How Victor walked around with that monster was a true testament to his personality. Knox grimaced as he finally tore his gaze away to meet Victor's blazing, irrational eyes."Are you going to shove that down my throat? What good will that eve
"Capt...Captain," Knox stuttered as he stared wide-eyed into Victor's face. His heart rate was skyrocketing into the heavens. He hoped with every ounce of his being that Victor was insinuating something else, anything other than what was blaring an insidious alarm in his head.Victor stepped impossibly closer, pressing him into the wall. The back of his head scraped against it painfully as he tried to shrink away, but there was no hiding from the man’s body. He was a cornered mouse staring into the eyes of an angry lion.In short, whatever this was about, he was fucked."I swear to God, Knox, if I have to ask you one more time, I will shove a gun up your ass and splatter you against the wall," Victor hissed, tightening his fist in his shirt. The neckline squeezed around his throat. Knox thought he knew fear before, he thought those moments were the epitome of paranoia burning through his blood.But it was nothing compared to this.He blinked rapidly.He opened his mouth to respond, bu
Dying was an option.Knox was one hundred percent sure it was a better alternative than facing Victor at this point. There was simply no goddamn way he would be able to look the man in the eye and not cringe into hell. The pure disgust would be evident on his face—all too clear to the man himself that he had seen his mighty, massive cock in all its glory.“Lieutenant Knox,” the intercom pitched in again, jolting him a second time, sending his erratic, throbbing pulses skyrocketing higher than they already were. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He couldn’t disobey a command, especially from Victor, but every warning bell in his head screamed to choose punishment over whatever shit was brewing in Victor’s office.What the hell did the man have to say to him anyway? How could he even talk and look anyone in the eye after sending a woman such a raunchy picture in the first place?Knox tried to rationalize Victor’s behavior in his head, but the man had never been understanda
"Holy shit," Aaron gasped. His mouth gaped in surprise as the phone screen laminated the curves of his skin. Knox stared at him from the foot of the bed. Aaron's eyes widened in a cinch then he clamored off the mattress. He propelled towards Knox, shoved the phone in his hands, and then circled to his back in a frantic excited manner Knox found distasteful but his attention was swiftly stolen immediately when his eyes caught his phone screen."Holy fucking shit," He repeated. Knox dropped his phone as if it had burned him in a full-degree, wiper-slapped shock.It took everything in him not to scream and stumble back. It was by sheer will that he stayed planted on his feet. He cracked his neck to the left to look at Aaron whose face was right next to his, breathing hard with a slight chuckle from his throat. Their eyes connected with the same skeptical emotion blaring in their irises. Aaron grinned and cupped the back of Knox's neck with his hand and shook him. Knox's gut twisted in