And there it was.
Where had so many felines gotten the idea Hades had no morals? Hades reminded himself to never ask that question anywhere Jinx could hear him.
"Sir, with due respect I'm not called Hades because I actually am an eight-headed Death demon who breathes fire and sends toms to the Underworld."
"No, no, my good tom. It's purely a business transaction. I need him brought upstate to a breeding house. I'm heartbroken, I truly am. But it's the only way to get any good money out of him now. There are… things that point to the absolutely unbelievable idea that he might have killed the tom in question. I don't believe it, of course, but toms talk."
The fat feline gave a broad laugh, very out of place with the tale he was telling.
Hades was reading between the lines and it didn't sit well with him. He turned his sharp green gaze to the kneeling creature. "Did you kill the feline, no-fur?"
"Go on, answer him." Gran said, graciously allowing the no-fur to speak.
"No, sir."
Wide pink eyes met Hades’s glowing green orbs as the Elementalist read the little creature’s aura to see whether the omega was lying or not. What Hades saw was a fear that hurt even his jaded heart.
"I was watering the roses when-"
"That's enough." The fat tom cut his no-fur off in a way that made Hades's fur stand on end. "Part of your job, Hades, will be to keep to the law."
"Goes without saying." Hades had to calm himself. The more destructive nature of his magic rattled within his bones. It wouldn't be professional to send this blight of a feline through the demon gate. But it would be satisfying.
He needed the money, the devil on his shoulder goaded him. Seducing him further with an image of what might happen to the pretty no-fur omega if Gran didn't find a way to remove him from his house, the little devil pointed out that he might be the no-fur’s last chance if he didn't take the job. The no-fur might be found ten years from now, his corpse decaying in a field.
The angel on his other shoulder jumped right on that bandwagon. It was always bad when they were in agreement. It meant he was about to do something dumb.
Hades leaned forward. "So, how much are you offering? And let me be clear on your expectations. You want me to take him to the breeding farm and pick up the lump sum they pay for ripe no-fur omegas who, for whatever reasons, aren’t suited to be collared so they can pen him and use him to keep putting out kits? By the law, I am to take anything he says to me as the lie of a desperate no-fur, basically nonsense. Until, no doubt, upstate will use electrical therapy to turn his brain to mush so he is still good for breeding, just not so much for conversation."
The fat tom fidgeted nervously. "Those are the worst of rumors. Upstate is the best place to send a no-fur omega you can't sell privately. But if he stays with the house, someone will eventually come for him as the murderer. And we both know what his fate will be then."
Hades had to remind himself to keep his cool. If he wanted to get this job, he had to play this better than he had so far. "You mistake me for caring." He pushed past the part of him that knew his words were about to terrify the shivering no-fur but would ingratiate him to the fat tom across from him.
Taking a deep swallow of his throat-burning cocktail, Hades made his move. "I have no reason to jeopardize my reputation further by worrying about a no-fur whore who will be just as useful on his stomach filled with seed whether or not he has his wits or tongue. Seems like a simple job to me. I'll procure a car trunk pen and some sedatives so I don't have to listen to his desperate nonsense."
"But,” Hades held up a paw to stop the rich, fat, disgusting tom from talking. “It won't be cheap because you know a lot of Elementalists have bleeding hearts and wouldn't take your money. Also, I am well aware that you can't hire anyone legitimate because it will look like a cover up."
"100,000 jewels." Gran had his own game to play as Hades fought to maintain his poker face. "Forty now in coin, the rest transferred to the account of your choosing on delivery as per my order at the facility. Then another twenty thousand jewels when he is mounted successfully the first time. And ten thousand each time after that. It’s hardly a fraction of what I get for my trouble every time he squeezes out a litter."
The tom’s demeanor had changed. Hades's tactical move to present himself as being as sick as the Tawny had made him more relaxed and more willing to show his hand and his true character. Hades needed to end this conversation before he put his paw through this asshole’s face.
As if he needed to make the point of how much money he was offering the Black-fur, Gran stuffed his chubby paw into a pocket of his jacket and pulled out forty thousand jewels worth of coins and dropped them on the table as if they were nothing. It took everything in Hades to lean back in his chair and not leap across the table and rip the smug look from the Tawny bastard’s face.
"That's a lot of money." Hades didn't have to lie about that. "I'd be crazy not to take the job."
Hades quickly collected the coins from the table and slipped them inside his jacket pockets. He was going to have to beg Jinx for something to carry these back to his apartment. He couldn’t go into his neighborhood with his pockets rattling with this much coin.
"You can pick him up at this address tomorrow. And just between you and me, if you want to use his mouth for your pleasure before you deliver him, I wouldn't blame you. I've had him trained quite thoroughly. It's a shame I can't keep him." Gran slid slowly out of the booth and unwrapped the leash before scolding the no-fur for some imagined infraction.
Hades considered for a moment how good the no-fur's mouth on his cock would be. There was a bit of truth in his words as he finalized the deal. "I just might do that. At least once before I lock him in the trunk. It is a long drive.”
The fat cat had barely gotten out of the door when Hades accepted another drink and an unwarranted visit from Jinx.
His old friend had some advice he really wasn't inclined to hear. "So, you're no saint but that was harsh, even for you. You plan to leave the little thing's lips swollen and his throat raw?"
Hades shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Jinx was forcing him to think about the erection he was trying to ignore. He'd gone for a very long time without the pleasure of a no-fur and this one made his balls ache with just one look. He was no doubt going to go home and think about fucking that mouth half the night.
"It's not like that, Jinxsy." Hades assured his friend as much as he tried to convince himself.
"They give off a scent, pal. When their eyes go pink like that." Jinx used his paws to hold open his own eyes to make them wider. "And it's a long way upstate. Careful, or you might fall for him."
"Not likely. He tries to enchant me, I'll leave him in a field myself." Hades shrugged.
"I could go with you." Hades's dearest friend made the offer with a smirk. "In case you need someone to hide the body or help you elope to Persiana."
"I am this close to cursing you, Jinx." Hades warned good-naturedly as he inclined his drink towards where Jinx sat. "I think I can handle one timid little no-fur."
"Famous last words, pal. But I got your back when you are calling me when you need to hide from the family because you kept him." Jinx leaned back and used his long tail to curl around and steal Hades's cocktail. “BUT I'm cutting you off. You have made enough bad decisions for one day. Go home to your desk and lamp and get yourself off so you can face tomorrow with a clear head."
The no-fur that,up until this morning,had belonged to the Martelli family took his time as he meandered through the estate garden. Because of his innate magical ability and his skill with floral design, he had lived a fairly pleasant life for an uncollared no-fur. The family had at least twentyno-furs in the stableat any timeand he only had to service the disgusting Gran once or twice a month because the free-loader was very fickle about which no-furs he requested from his cousin’s stable.Gran'scousinand the man behind thepowerfulmobfamily, Liam Martelli, wasn't interested in the no-fur past what he could do to set up a banquet room for an event. Liamwas happily married to one of the sexiest chefs in the world, a sleek Gray-furred delight called Cook. He had no use for any of the many no-furs his family ownedfor any of their common uses. Liamhad a strong distaste for the whole no-fur trade an
Hades knew exactly what was about to transpirebetween the no-fur and his hideous master. Not only had he seen the glint of Gran's knife, he'd read the tom’s aura. Despite already having a plan to rid himself of the aqua-haired no-fur, the fat tom was both angry and afraid of him.There was a lot of dirty litter going on here and Hades knew he might be best served to return the money and walk away.But he wasn't going to be able to leave the no-furto this monster. Never mind that he was driving him upstate to hand him over to a different kind of monster. That was a detail Hades chose to ignore right now. But this was still the Martelli family,even if it was an offshoot that claimed no connections. Not that Hades believed that story for a second. Gran's last name was no joke.Before Gran had formed a response that no doubt would involve callinghim rude at the very least,Hades stomped past him, grabbingthe no-fur
Having driven about 40 minutes outside of the city, Hades felt they’dgone far enough. He had watched for anyone tailing him but he was fairly certain Gran was more concerned about the no-furdisappearing than if Hades was driving away from his agreed destination.Not that he expected the no-furcould hear him but he spoke his planout loud."Going to pull off at this next rest stop. Says it's closed but I have a professional investigator's badge on my car,so no one will care if we park for a bit."It was just a few miles up. Hades jumped as his cell phone went off. He tapped it and looked quickly at the screen just to see who it was. When it blinked unknown he didn't give it a second thought. Wrong number or someone wanting money. Either way,not important.Putting his blinker on,he barely missed being clipped by an asshole who sped up as soon as he changed lanes. Thank the gods he was able to slide into the exit
Feeling Hades'shot breath on his neck as the coarse,lust-filled words reached his ears told the no-fur that he made the right decision. The likelihood he would be in the breeding home before this time tomorrow wasn't changing. But that wasn't what this was about.The no-fur had no illusions about where his life was heading. It would be the ultimate actof stupidity for Hades to try to save him. There was acting out of concern, albeit a counter-cultural concern, like what the strong sexy tom did with that horrible cage. Then there was destroying your life for a dime-a-dozen no-fur. The omega doubted he would have the strength of character to make that kind of choicehimself. And for a complete stranger? No one was willing to risk that much for so little.The no-fur knew how little value he had in the scheme of things. His ability to be seeded would make Gran and Hades rich.He would be a part of birthing the next generation of toms and no-furs
Hades leaned against a tree catching his breathwhile the no-fur laid in his lap,making little happy noises as he stroked his curly blue-green hair. They were mostly sheltered from the rain by a large canopy of leaves Hades had easily summoned with his connection to the no-fur.He was in trouble. With one hasty decision, he had over-complicated his life.Hadeshad no clue what he was going to do now. The thought of taking the pretty furless creature to be caged and mounted at the omega farm had gone from a questionable choice toabsolutelyunacceptable.He groaned. His body ached all over. Probably less than the no-fur'sdid, but he wanted to do itall again.He could think of lots of other things he wanted to do as well. The no-fur set him on fire. Hades found his paw curling into a possessive fist in the no-fur’s hair. He'd heard of bonds that were accidentally set off by becoming a no-fur'stemporary E
The no-fur wasted no time heading for the shower once Hades left. Until he saw the amazing Jacuzzitub in the bathroom. He did a quick clean-up in the admittedly sexy shower but didn't spend a lot of time in it. He was all about the tub. He poured some rosemary and orange blossom bath salts in the deliciously hot water and sank inside it. The water was steaming,nothing like the pathetic showerand tub combohe shared with the other no-fursin the Martelli stable.The invigoratingscents made his toes tingle. He leaned back and closed his eyes and immediately starting thinking about Hades. Hades biting him. Snarling the dirtiest things. Calling him 'pretty baby'. He sighed and ran his hands along his chest and started toying with one of his nipples,handling it roughly. Just like Hades would.It hadn't been his intention to play with himself in the tub. But now the no-fur was lost in the fantasy. The hot water assaulting h
The Persian BBQplace was much fancier than what Hades was used to. Even if he'd wanted to try it in the past, the one in the city frowned upon anyone who didn't have the means to own a no-fur. That was pretty much the key that got you inallthe fancy doors.Hades was reminded of how much of a fortune he was giving up if he saved Doll as he considered thelack ofprices on the menu on the door of the restaurant. The kind of place that didn’t post prices was the kind of place that the tom could never dream of affording. Shockingly, he could afford ittoday.He hadn't used even a quarter of the first coins Gran had given him.He pressed the button for the bell and a Persian in colorful traditional dress appeared to let them in. He and Dollmust have passed musterbecause, after a long silent look,the Persian bowed and allowed them entry. Inside, everything looked expensive. Afish tank consumed an entire wall
Doll pressed the button to close the privacy panel and met Hades'seyes with a delighted smile. He didn't crawl like a no-furshould. He walked forward with purpose. Climbing on top of his sexy tom, he began to unbutton the rich wine shirt,more interested in the dark obsidian fur underneath it. "You can get your own drink, Possessor, when I'm done with you." There it was,the word for a no-fur who accepted his Elementalist.It wasn’t the sacred word, the one that was as old as time. That word wasn’t even thought casually, though it had crossed Doll’s mind more than once. He dug his fingers into the thick sheen of black fur, his pretty fingernails dragging along the flesh beneath. He pulled it a bit and was encouraged by the husky,amused sound Hades made. He spanned wide circles with his hands intent on petting Hades into the same mad desire that drove him. "Cheeky little brat." Hades'swords were joined by a cool thr