Chapter 4
As he leaned the broken door up against the opening to get some privacy, Aden watched Darren out of the corner of his eye. It had been a very long time since he’d found such a willing partner. How ironic it was an Argenti agent who’d drive him so insane. Especially now.
Darren’s lean body was tightly muscled, and his flawless skin glistened from the smears of blood and come streaked across his back and legs. There were scratches on the lower curves of his ass as well as the back of his thighs, and he stepped carefully to the closet, every movement obviously uncomfortable.
Aden was still mostly hard. Right then, he wanted nothing more than to f**k him again, to tear into that tight hole and listen to him beg for more. Darren would, he knew. The agent was practically a b***h in
