Page 31 of Caged Hunger

Caden rolled his eyes.

“It’s time I spent some quality time with my girls,” Blade said, sauntering across the lot to retrieve his daggers. “They’ve been feeling a little neglected lately.”

He yanked the blades free from the target with a satisfied grin, running a thumb along one of the edges as though greeting an old friend.

“And what’s your weapon of choice?” Marcus asked Basher as he walked up beside him.

Basher held up his bat.

“Ahh… I’m starting to get the name now.”

Basher scooped an empty beer can off the asphalt and tossed it into the air. With a swift swing of his bat, he crushed it mid-flight and sent it hurtling into the trees behind the bar.

Marcus nodded, clearly impressed with his power and strength.

“I also brought a semiautomatic in case the targets are moving.”

“Good choice,” Marcus said, slapping him on the shoulder. “Come on, we’re taking the van. Caden, are we all loaded?”

“Yeah, boss. Just give me a sec.” Caden checked his phone quickly, then slid it into his back pocket.

A moment later, Lucas and Cameron came rushing out the back door.

Lucas ran and jumped into Caden’s arms, locking his lips with his and making out like they were about to star in the dirtiest sex video Basher had ever seen.

“Bloody hell,” Marcus rumbled, clearly not impressed with the delay his crew was causing. Marcus rolled his eyes, then hopped into the passenger side of the van. “Can you boys hurry the hell up?”

“I’ll miss you every second that you’re gone,” Lucas spewed, heart-shaped eyes filling his face.

“Don’t do anything crazy while I’m gone. I’ll miss your sexy face too,” Caden added, slapping Lucas’s ass before jumping into the driver’s side.

Cameron slowly approached Basher.

“Are you going to suck my face off too?” Basher asked, giving the boy a smirk.

They hadn’t hooked up since the night Cameron sucked his dick, but they had been heavily flirting whenever they were around one another.

“No. I’m not sure Marcus could handle another display like that.”

Looking up at Basher, Cameron offered him a small, almost bashful smile.

“Just promise me you’ll be careful.” His voice softened. “And that you’ll come back to us in one piece.”

Basher wasn’t accustomed to having someone worry about his safety. It was a strange feeling—new, unexpected, and far more meaningful than he wanted to admit. The thought that someone would be waiting for him, hoping he returned unharmed, stirred a warmth in his chest and gave him something to look forward to when the job was done.

“Here, I made you these.” Cameron pulled a plastic container from behind his back and passed it to him.

Basher couldn’t help but smile as he popped the lid open to take a peek inside.

Chocolate chip and vanilla chunk cookies were crammed inside the container.

How many did Cameron think he could eat?

“You really are trying to make my six-pack disappear, aren’t you?”

Cameron smiled up at him. “Told you, you're sexy with or without that sexy V-thing you got going on down there.”

Basher looked at him, confused. “Oh! You mean my cum catchers?”