afternoon.
“Hey Drekk. I have to hand it to you, you taste really good. But as far as the penetration part of this... What say we fight to see who gets it up the ass and who gives it? I’d like to hear the word ‘master’ on your lips.” Ryen held up his bare wrists with a grin. The fury in Drekk’s eyes was worth every minute he’d spent worrying about the bastard. He almost came when Drekk tackled him to the bed in a move so fast he nearly missed it.
“You drun. Keep pushing and you won’t like me very much.” Hell, I like you enough right now. So much I ache. Now fuck me ‘til I can’t breathe. Make it hurt. Ryen needed more power than he might have thought to flip Drekk onto his injured back, not playing fair. “Pussy. You’re too weak to give me the fight I need. We’ll do this my way.”
Drekk roared. His eyes grew completely black and he saturated the room in scent.
“Too weak? Your ass is mine, you hulking slave.”
Grabbing Ryen, Drekk rolled him over and fought to keep him down. They slid against each other, from the moisture on Ryen’s body or from something else, Ryen wasn’t sure. The friction between their bodies had him distracted. Though he didn’t want to win this fight, his struggles grew weaker when he realised he couldn’t win even if he had wanted to.
Drekk was too damned strong.
Drekk twisted him onto his belly and ripped his towel away. He shoved a pillow under Ryen’s waist, and the possible reason for that had Ryen shaking and suddenly breathless. Blanketing Ryen, Drekk manacled his wrists on either side of his waist and prodded Ryen’s ass with a hard cock.
“You’re lucky I lubed up while you were in the lav or this would hurt a lot more,” Drekk snarled as he shoved his dick hard and fast straight into Ryen’s ass.
Chapter Eight
Ryen couldn’t budge under Drekk’s incredible strength. Like a demon possessed, Drekk pounded into him with violence. The pain Ryen felt didn’t surprise him, but the sheer, growing pleasure did. Each rasp of Drekk’s skin against his, of the swell of his cock inside Ryen’s body made him want to come. The magnetic connection between them intensified as Drekk came hard and continued to thrust.
“That’s right, take my cum, Ryen. Take your master’s seed. I’m going to fuck you until you’re bathing in it. All of me, Ryen, all of me,” Drekk rasped as he fucked harder. Ryen’s balls filled, needing release. Each shove of Drekk deep inside him, the grunts, the sweat, the slick glide of flesh between them only sweetened the desire riding him hard. Fuelled by Drekk’s passion, Ryen groaned, begged and pleaded for Drekk to touch him.
“No, you take what I give you. You don’t spend until I let you,” Drekk said in an odd, echoed tone that made Ryen want to grovel at his feet. Such sheer pleasure, such blissful relief to please another.
“Fuck yes, more, again,” Drekk groaned and pulled out, jetting all over Ryen’s back.
Ryen would have thought he’d wrung Drekk dry even as felt the hot wetness on his skin. Dear night, he ached so badly for Drekk’s touch he hurt.
“Don’t move,” Drekk said between breaths as he lowered his head. Ryen could feel Drekk’s forehead between his shoulder blades. Then the soft press of lips.
Tears of joy filled Ryen’s eyes as he fought not to spill into the bedsheets. His cock was so sensitive he feared he’d burst any minute.
“On your back,” Drekk said and rose.
Ryen shifted onto his back. Drekk disappeared into the lav and returned wiping his dick down with a damp cloth. As he neared, Ryen smelled Drekk’s musk and the citrus scent of soap.
“Put your hand around your cock.”
Ryen groaned. “I’m going to come if I do.”
“No, you won’t.” Drekk stared, his gaze still dark with emotion. “Grip it hard. Jerk it up and down. Let me see that pearly tip.”
Pulling his flesh up and down, Ryen held himself for Drekk’s pleasure. To his astonishment,
“Hey Drekk. I have to hand it to you, you taste really good. But as far as the penetration part of this... What say we fight to see who gets it up the ass and who gives it? I’d like to hear the word ‘master’ on your lips.” Ryen held up his bare wrists with a grin. The fury in Drekk’s eyes was worth every minute he’d spent worrying about the bastard. He almost came when Drekk tackled him to the bed in a move so fast he nearly missed it.
“You drun. Keep pushing and you won’t like me very much.” Hell, I like you enough right now. So much I ache. Now fuck me ‘til I can’t breathe. Make it hurt. Ryen needed more power than he might have thought to flip Drekk onto his injured back, not playing fair. “Pussy. You’re too weak to give me the fight I need. We’ll do this my way.”
Drekk roared. His eyes grew completely black and he saturated the room in scent.
“Too weak? Your ass is mine, you hulking slave.”
Grabbing Ryen, Drekk rolled him over and fought to keep him down. They slid against each other, from the moisture on Ryen’s body or from something else, Ryen wasn’t sure. The friction between their bodies had him distracted. Though he didn’t want to win this fight, his struggles grew weaker when he realised he couldn’t win even if he had wanted to.
Drekk was too damned strong.
Drekk twisted him onto his belly and ripped his towel away. He shoved a pillow under Ryen’s waist, and the possible reason for that had Ryen shaking and suddenly breathless. Blanketing Ryen, Drekk manacled his wrists on either side of his waist and prodded Ryen’s ass with a hard cock.
“You’re lucky I lubed up while you were in the lav or this would hurt a lot more,” Drekk snarled as he shoved his dick hard and fast straight into Ryen’s ass.
Chapter Eight
Ryen couldn’t budge under Drekk’s incredible strength. Like a demon possessed, Drekk pounded into him with violence. The pain Ryen felt didn’t surprise him, but the sheer, growing pleasure did. Each rasp of Drekk’s skin against his, of the swell of his cock inside Ryen’s body made him want to come. The magnetic connection between them intensified as Drekk came hard and continued to thrust.
“That’s right, take my cum, Ryen. Take your master’s seed. I’m going to fuck you until you’re bathing in it. All of me, Ryen, all of me,” Drekk rasped as he fucked harder. Ryen’s balls filled, needing release. Each shove of Drekk deep inside him, the grunts, the sweat, the slick glide of flesh between them only sweetened the desire riding him hard. Fuelled by Drekk’s passion, Ryen groaned, begged and pleaded for Drekk to touch him.
“No, you take what I give you. You don’t spend until I let you,” Drekk said in an odd, echoed tone that made Ryen want to grovel at his feet. Such sheer pleasure, such blissful relief to please another.
“Fuck yes, more, again,” Drekk groaned and pulled out, jetting all over Ryen’s back.
Ryen would have thought he’d wrung Drekk dry even as felt the hot wetness on his skin. Dear night, he ached so badly for Drekk’s touch he hurt.
“Don’t move,” Drekk said between breaths as he lowered his head. Ryen could feel Drekk’s forehead between his shoulder blades. Then the soft press of lips.
Tears of joy filled Ryen’s eyes as he fought not to spill into the bedsheets. His cock was so sensitive he feared he’d burst any minute.
“On your back,” Drekk said and rose.
Ryen shifted onto his back. Drekk disappeared into the lav and returned wiping his dick down with a damp cloth. As he neared, Ryen smelled Drekk’s musk and the citrus scent of soap.
“Put your hand around your cock.”
Ryen groaned. “I’m going to come if I do.”
“No, you won’t.” Drekk stared, his gaze still dark with emotion. “Grip it hard. Jerk it up and down. Let me see that pearly tip.”
Pulling his flesh up and down, Ryen held himself for Drekk’s pleasure. To his astonishment,
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