Bloodlust (Dark Hollow Wolf Pack 9)

“Do you really think his clothes would be any protection to him if either of us wanted to hurt him? He’s got to be uncomfortable. He can wrap himself in blankets and I promise you nobody will touch him. ”

Jax seemed to think it over for a few minutes and then finally whispered something in Mason’s ear. Mason got off the bed and took the blanket Connor was holding out to him and went into the bathroom.

“I won’t let you fuck me,” Jax said tightly as soon as Mason closed the door behind him, startling Cade.

“Nobody wants to fuck you,” Cade said, though that was exactly what his wolf wanted to do, so he took another step backward to put more distance between them. “But you need to start telling me the truth or I’ll turn your little ass over my knee and spank you so hard you won’t sit for a week. ”

Jax flushed, and his mouth fell open in complete surprise. A strange look passed over his face, but was gone so quickly Cade couldn’t get a fix on it. Damn it, he’d just promised himself he would take it easy on the kid.

Jax glared up at him furiously and puffed out his chest. “You touch me and I’ll make you sorry. What is it? What do you want to know?” He narrowed his eyes suddenly. “Are you some kind of cop? She got the five bucksback. That’s all I took, I swear to God. ”

“Are you a runaway?”

“I’m nineteen years old, asshole. I’m not running away from anything or anyone. I can go wherever I please. ”

“Okay, good to know. You can go anywhere you like—so long as your probation officer says you can. And what about the kid?” Cade replied softly, jerking his head toward the bathroom. “Are you telling me you have custody of that boy?” He pulled from his pocket the business card he’d found in Jax’s wallet. “Maybe this guy will have some information on you. I can call him and find out. ”

“N-no. Please. Tthat’s an old card. And what gives you the right to go through my things anyway? Damn it, why are you doing this, you asshole? What difference does it make to you who we are?”

“Stop lying to me. ” Cade blew out a long breath took a step toward Jax, who glared back at him defiantly. “And stop cussing at me. ”

“Okay, okay! I’ll tell you. But if you hit me, I’ll hit you back,” he said, drawing back his fist.

Cade recoiled, and looked at him with surprise. “I have no intention of hitting you. But tell me why you’re on probation and tell me the truth, or I might spank your ass. ”

Jax’s mouth fell open in surprise. He sputtered a few times but must not have liked the look he saw in Cade’s eyes, becausehe held up a hand in a placating gesture. “Okay, okay. I-I beat up one of my relatives, and he pressed charges. Since I was over eighteen, and I didn’t have any money to post bond, they put me in jail for a few days, and I got out on probation. That’s the truth, I swear. ”

“Why did you beat him up?”

“It was just a family misunderstanding. I have kind of a bad temper. ”

“No shit. And the boy?”

“He’s my little brother. I’m like his guardian now. ”

Cade raised one eyebrow. “You’re like his guardian. Seriously? You expect me to believe that?”

“I don’t give a shit what you believe. None of it’s any of your goddamned business. ”

Cade took another quick step toward him, sat down on the side of the bed and hauled Jax over his lap in one smooth motion. He pulled down the sheet and let his hand fall twice sharply, watching with satisfaction as his hand print made a pink mark on each of the perfect white globes of his boy’s ass.

“No!” Jax yelled. “Stop—stop, please, I’m sorry. ”

Two more blows fell, not enough to really hurt, but enough to sting. Jax squirmed violently on his lap and to his surprise, Cade felt a very hard rod pressing against his thighs. So his boy liked being spanked. Shit, I’m so fucked.

Cade’s hand moved over his ass, massaging it gently, working away the sting, wanting badly to put him back down on the bed and bury his cock between those newly pink cheeks. Deciding this was a very bad idea, he put him back on the bed and stood up, turning away from him.

“Okay, then. Don’t evercuss me again. And I’ll decide what’s my business. ”

“O-okay. I’m sorry. Just…please let us go. ”

Mason came out of the bathroom, looking with alarm over at Jax, who held out a hand to him.

“Are you okay, Jax? I heard you yelling. ”

Jax ruffled his hair and pulled a pillow over his erection that was tenting out the sheet. “I’m fine, Mace. We’re just talking, that’s all. ”

Connor stepped over to the bed and held out his hand. “Mason, why don’t you come back over and watch cartoons so my brother can talk to your brother, okay?”