Stone Rose by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: m/m romance, fantasy
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Published: 2012-05-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven: Shadows

"Get your hands off me, you corpse-eating refuse pile," Dario snarled and slammed his knee into the bastard's groin then brought his bound arms up to slam them into his head.

When the man dropped to the ground, Dario kicked his side for good measure. "Seriously, watch where you put your hands. I know tying people up is the only way a carrion feeder like you gets to put his dick in something, but don't confuse me with the farm animals you tie up in the barn."

Fidel, already tied to the wall on the far side of the room, burst into laughter. Dario shot him an annoyed look—and barely dodged away from the fist that came flying at his face.

He had nowhere to go, not really, not when he was in chains. Two more guards came in and, ignoring the bastard still curled up in a ball of agony on the floor, helped the second guard secure Dario to the wall, wrapping additional chains around his ankles.

The man he'd leveled slowly climbed to his feet, face still pale. "I will kill you."

"Go ahead and try," Dario snapped. "But I promise that if you kill me, your boss will be feeding you to the farm animals instead of giving you an hour off to fuck them."

Snarling, the bastard punched him. Dario grunted, but did not respond. At least it felt like his nose was only battered, not broken, though he was not going to enjoy the smell and feel of blood in addition to the fact he already smelled like a barnyard himself.

Oh, well. Maybe that was why the corpse-eater had grabbed his ass. Dario just beamed as the other guards dragged the man away.

"I thought you said we should lay low and behave until an opportunity arose," Fidel said dryly.

"Fine," Dario said. "When he grabs your ass, enjoy the ride."

Fidel made a face. "No, thank you. I may be a criminal, but I prefer my partners be washed and know how to fuck properly and well."

Dario grinned, but winced when that did nothing to make his poor nose feel better. "I really wish they would let us bathe."

"I am sure your new friend would be willing to negotiate bath privileges."

Dario gestured crudely with his free hand, making Fidel laugh more. As their laughter finally faded, less amusing thoughts settled back in. "So we are in Belmonte now," Dario said. "Even with that insufferable hood I could tell that."

Snorting, Fidel replied, "The fact we rode through an entire city in hoods and chains and nobody stopped to ask if all was as it should be proves we are in Belmonte."

"True enough."

"I wonder how much longer we will have to sit in the dark wondering what is coming next," Fidel said with a sigh. "Me, I am rather tired of it. I do not have your patience. Not in things like this."

Dario lifted a brow. "When do you have any patience?"

"On jobs. Dealing with Cortez. That's about it."

"What did you do for the Brotherhood? You do not seem to be a killer like Cortez.

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