Free The Virgin Master by Jordan Brewer Page A

turning dead white. Evan couldn’t help going to him. He took Jeremy’s hand and let him clutch at his arm. Tom hid a smile. Evan might not think he wanted a personal slave, but apparently he really needed one. If they were both free they would soon be in a consensual relationship he mused. He turned on the lights embedded in the speculum and whistled. “Damn.”
     
         “What?” Jeremy and Evan asked simultaneously.
     
    “Well, your vet last night stitched up the most obvious tear, but I see three more that need stitches. One of them has already gone septic. Evan, my hands are sterile; can you come down here and hand me some things out of my bag?”
     
    Evan gently dislodged Jeremy’s fingers from his arm and got Tom the supplies he needed. He then promptly went up to stand by Jeremy’s head again and took his hand.
     
    T om got a syringe out and injected Jeremy without warning.
     
    “This is some valium. I don’t have any versed or other anesthetic with me, but I w ill lean heavily on the topical numbing cream and go as fast as I can. Evan, do you have anything he could bite down on?”
     
    Evan stared at Tom briefly, but then left without a word coming back with a belt. Tom nodded and Evan folded it once and put it between Jeremy’s teeth. “I feel like I’m in some kind of combat movie,” Evan remarked unsteadily.
     
    Tom pursed his lips as he swabbed a huge amount of numbing agent on the affected area. He was going to have to debride the infected lesion. He decided to do that first. “Evan. If you could, I need you to sit on Jeremy, please.”
     
    Eva n blinked at him. “Sit on him?”
     
    “Yeah. I’m going to have to remove some infected tissue. The numbing cream won’t be effective as deep as I have to go. He could be the bravest man alive and that wouldn’t keep him from trying to jerk away from me when I start. I need his ability to move minimized so I won’t accidently cut him.”
     
    Evan got up on the bed and stared at Tom.
     
    “Straddle him and sit on his stomach for me.”
     
    Evan really didn’t want to do that, but Jeremy needed him. He reluctantly threw one leg over Jeremy and gently lowered his weight onto his abdomen, facing Jeremy. He looked at Jeremy looked at him without fear.
     
    “ Are you okay? Am I too heavy?”
     
    “It’s fine, Evan. Thank you.” Jeremy replaced the belt between his teeth. Evan leaned forward and held Jeremy’s hands down against the mattress, soothing his wrists with his thumbs.
     
    Tom shook his head. They really have a lot of work to do before they can be together out in public.
    *****
     
    The vet took a deep breath and went in with the scalpel. Jeremy tried to arch and scream. Evan managed to hold him still. Tears streamed down Jeremy’s face as Tom scraped away the infected tissue. It took less than a couple of minutes , but the pain rivaled the pain of the rape. Jeremy felt something wet on his neck and looked up to see that Evan wept in sympathy with him. Suddenly he longed to reach up and kiss Evan.
     
    He had never been attracted to any man before he met E van. The response had been immediate. The minute Evan made eye contact with him for the very first time, Jeremy had been hooked. He had fought the feelings desperately—he already had his life planned. He had been engaged to a brilliant and beautiful woman and had a wedding planned in six months. But he had to admit t o himself that he wanted Evan more intensely than he had ever wanted anyone before.
     
    It was as if he had never really felt true sexual attraction before in his life. He hid it well. He thought he saw a spark of interest in Evan’s eyes a time or two, but ten minutes in Evan and Justin’s presence and he could see that the two men were totally committed to each other. He contented himself with friendship. He felt pathetic, but he was going to take whatever he could get. He broke up with his fiancée, never telling her the truth, just tell ing her