For a moment he questioned the fairness of having to make such a decision, but Kid had lived long enough to know such questions were absurd. Nothing was fair about life.
“Don’t make me say when,” Kid muttered. “Just do it.”
“Fair enough,” Aerysn said.
He seized Kid’s wrist and twisted it back quickly, so quickly that Kid hardly realized what was happening, and he heard a snapping sound, knowing that was the bone. His eyes went wide, his realization of what had happened hitting him before the sensation, which chased right after, evoking a loud cry—primal, powerful…
As Kid screamed, Aerysn moved quickly toward him and threw him into the air, crashing him down against the stone floor beside the bed. Aerysn moved so quickly that the world seemed to spin around Kid, like his body was twisting and contorting in a tornado. He continued calling out, knowing it wouldn’t do any good, but hoping it would end sooner rather than later.
He’d hoped the assault would be over soon enough, especially considering Aerysn’s superspeed, but instead, it was as though time had slowed down all around him, dragging the experience out…making it all the more intolerable…as though it would never end…as though he was trapped in some realm where it was just him and this pure, undiluted agony.
As with most of his life, as he called out, no one heard his cries. No one came to help him.
A final snap, as he felt like his leg was twisted back, was the finale as his face hit the concrete floor, his body convulsing outside his control. Sweat raced down his body, and he suspected that the blood across the floor was his own.
Aerysn knelt beside him and leaned so he could look into Kid’s eyes.
“I’m so sorry, but my work isn’t done,” he said. Wrapping his hand around his cock, he stroked it, quickly, steadily. “They won’t believe this unless my scent is on you. Are you okay with that?”
Kid wished Aerysn had asked him at first so that he’d known that was what was coming, but maybe it was better that way because now that Kid was in such a horrible condition, he didn’t see a reason why Aerysn shouldn’t add his semen to the mix.
“Yes,” Kid forced out.
And there was something so disgusting about seeing Aerysn getting hard in front of him. How could he possibly be aroused after what he’d done to Kid? Although, Kid had learned that nothing immortals did could have really surprised him.
He closed his eyes, enduring the pain, doing his best to keep still in hopes that it might hurt a little less if he could stop the feverish trembling. When Kid noticed Aerysn groaning, he opened his eyes and watched as Aerysn shot his load in his palm. A thick, wet, white load, which spilled off the sides of his hand. He crawled behind Kid, rubbing it on his ass, into his hole.
Tears continued trickling off Kid’s face, onto the floor.
And when Aerysn had finished his work, he pulled the door back open and headed out into the hallway, leaving Kid wallowing in shock and pain.
Where was he going? Was he getting help? Or had this all been some horribly cruel trick to get him to consent to the disgusting treatment?
He suspected Aerysn had been honest with him, but in that moment, his thoughts were only filled with horror, dread, and sadness…horrible, maddening sadness.
