his orgasm was so very close.
Snod knew Frankie could feel it, but he sensed nothing urgent from his side of the bond. Frankie was
calm and quiet, rolling his hips in deep thrusts perfectly aimed to drive Snod closer to the edge. And
yet, Frankie was ignoring Snod’s cock completely.
Snod reached down to carry himself to completion, but Frankie snatched his hand and pressed it into
the bed.
“Not yet,” Frankie taunted, his smugness radiating through the bond in tangible waves. “Be a good
boy, Obe... and maybe I’ll let you come, mmm?”
“Please!” Snod begged, desperate to relieve the pressure between his legs and his stuttering pulse.
“Just let me come, Frankie!”
“No,” Frankie said firmly, pushing Snod flat against the bed and holding him by the back of his neck.
He began to slam into him with bruising force, fingers squeezing around Snod’s throat.
No matter how much Snod struggled, he would not have been able to break away from Frankie’s
strong grip. Not that he would have wanted to; being held like this made him feel owned and safe
deep inside. He was Frankie’s, totally and completely, and he knew his lover would take care of him.
He clawed at the bed, only in an effort to find some way to relieve the beautiful anguish of Frankie
fucking him at full strength. Frankie’s hold on his throat tightened, and Snod almost forgot he didn’t
need to breathe. “Oh, Frankie! Fuck!”
“Good boy,” Frankie sighed in a sultry purr, bowing his head to drag his fangs over Snod’s shoulder.
“Are you ready to come, my sweet boy?”
“Fuck! Yes!” Snod sobbed, moaning when Frankie bit down. “Please!”
Come for me, Obe...
Snod slid his hand down and barely touched the head of his cock before he was coming. Frankie’s
savage thrusts rocked him through every pounding quiver, his skin on fire as his lover continued to
feed. He could feel Frankie coming inside of him and he moaned excitedly, “Yes... oh, God...
Frankie...”
Frankie released Snod’s shoulder with a wet slurp of blood, licking his lips hungrily. He sat up,
smacking Snod’s ass one last time and chuckling when he jerked beneath him. “Mmm, teach you to
mess with me again, huh?”
“Mmm, you may find that your punishments actually encourage me to keep misbehaving,” Snod
