"I love you, too, my boy. I'll take care of you. I promise."
My heart bursts with happiness, and I close my eyes, trusting my Daddy to keep his word. I know I'm safe in his arms and there's no other place I ever want to be.
Chapter thirty-two
Ezrah
Seb moans in my arms as I cling to his body.
Mine.
That's all I can think about.
It's like my body is possessed by a ravenous monster. I can't get enough of him. I want to meld my skin with his. I want to leave marks on him so the whole world knows who he belongs to. I want to ruin his hole so he always remembers my cock is the only one he'll have till his last breath.
Watching Sebastian take a life should have sent me running. Instead, I want to be even closer to him. I want to claim him in a darker, twisted way.
The smudges of blood on his cheek make my cock throb.
Red suits my boy so well.
Sebastian looks so blissful and out of it, but I'm not ready to pull back. My cock is still hard, and I need the warmth of hishole, his wild moans, his submissive body moving the way I want it to.
I thrust into him, my cum making the glide feel divine. Massaging his plump ass cheeks, I spread him wider and dive inside him again and again. His cock hardens and he whimpers against my neck.
"Just like, that," I groan. "You're perfect."
"Daddy…"
"Cum for me again, boy. I want to feel your hole clenching around my cock as I empty inside you, filling you to the brim with my cum."
A breathless moan leaves his lips as he clings to me.
"I can't… Daddy, I can't."
"You can."
I change the angle and thrust brutally inside him. He screams and moans when I hit his spot.
Holding him with one hand, I wrap my other around his cock. That's all it takes for my boy to cum and clench around my cock. I bite his neck hard, tasting blood. The feeling of his cock throbbing and shooting in my hand, the clench of his hole around my cock, and the coppery taste of his blood on my tongue send me over the edge.
I cum harder than the first time. The orgasm almost brings me to my knees, but I have my boy in my arms to hold.
I pant against his neck, trying to get my breathing back under control. After several minutes, I realize I have a big problem.
First, my boy crashed after our rough time and is unconscious in my arms.
Second, I have a dead body a few feet away that I need to dispose of.
The issue? I'm not some killer mastermind and have no idea how to get rid of a body. But I can't just leave it here. It could lead back to my boy, and I refuse to let that happen.
I don't see any other way besides trying to wake up Sebastian and ask him what to do. But then I hear someone approaching from the alley I came through.
My heart lodges in my throat.
A man in black clothes, a mask, and gloves steps out of the alley. My whole body tenses as I watch him.
"So that's your choice?" the man says.
