I was trying to remember as much as I could, wishing I had a notebook to write it all down. That brought me to my cell and all of Ze’s books, so I asked the next question that popped into my head.
“Why does Ze have so many books and I don’t see any of them anywhere else?”
Geordie didn't laugh this time.
“Ze buys those books with his store money. He rarely buys snacks or candy or gum. He always buys books. He needs them to sleep, I think.”
At that moment, Luke came over to Geordie, pulled his head back with a yank to his hair and kissed him quick and deep. It was erotic, dominant, and I couldn’t miss the small whimper and deep moan from Geordie. Luke finally let him up for air, held his hand out to Geordie and when he placed his smaller palm in Luke’s larger hand, he helped him stand.
“Floor time is almost over. Nial, Ze said he’d see you back at the cell. We’ll be in the cells for the next few hours, and then it’ll be dinner. Geordie and I will see you and Ze back here for that.”
The group around me began to peel off in different directions and then I was startled by a bell ringing through the room, sounding like the bell I had in my old high school that rang to change classes. I stood up and followed the crowd, attempting to stay amidst the cat group of guys up the stairs. When I finally made it to the cell, I stepped inside, noticing Ze had stretched out on his bunk with his eyes closed and a book lying across his chest. I guess we would have to talk much later into the evening than I thought. Just as I was about to jump up onto my bunk, Ze whipped up, caught me around the waist and snatched me on top of him, whirling around and finally pinning me onto the bed. He then lay on top of me from chin to toes.
I struggled, but his grip, which had slipped to my arms, tightened. He slid his hands down my arms slowly, creating involuntary goosebumps. The more I struggled, the more sensual he would touch me. His hands encircled my wrists, then without warning, he whipped my hands above my head and slammed his lips onto mine. He didn’t try to deepen the kiss, or even move around a little. He just stayed covering me with his lips on mine, almost like an illustration of what a kiss should look like, not how it should feel. I was about to tell him to stop when he stiffened just a split second before Heavy boots stomped on the walkway, then the cell door crashed to a close.
“Didn’t take you long to jump on your prey, did it? You animal. I can see him squirming, but you don’t care, do you? Fucking beasts, the lot of ya.”
The boots walked all the way down the walkway, cells slamming as he went, then down the stairs where I couldn’t hear them anymore. Only then did Ze let me go. I scrambled to stand so abruptly my hands fell to my sides, and I couldn't catch my breath. And that was the first time Ze spoke to me.
“Yeah, sorry about that, but the guard had to see what he expected. It’s the only way to get along in here without being on their radar. You can get some rest now. They’ll leave us alone for the next couple of hours until dinner. Don’t eat too much, because you’ll have to be ready for tonight.”
I stood there on slightly shaking knees, and he promptly lay back down, returning to his book and dismissing me. But I wasn’t ready to be dismissed.
“What do you mean don’t eat too much? They give us rations don’t they?”
He read what I can only assume was a whole paragraph of exposition before he finally answered.
“Yeah, they give us rations. A protein and a starch every fucking day. Never a vegetable, fruit or anything of nutritional value. But this has nothing to do with that. You just need to be ready to participate tonight.”
I was still clueless, so I was about to ask again when Ze put his book down on his chest and looked me right in the eye.
“Look, Nial, there’s no easy way to say this, and you’re obviously not going to let this go, so here’re the bare facts. There are expectations now that I’ve claimed someone. I have to maintain those expectations, whether I like it or not. So here it is. Don’t eat a lot because when we get back here for the night after dinner, I’m going to have to make it look like I’m fucking the hell out of you, and I don’t want you to throw up.”
A bomb could have gone off in the building, and I would still have been rooted to the spot. He couldn’t be serious! But he evidently was finished. He lay back down, this time right hand tucked behind his head, left hand holding the book and went on reading.
He was serious. Nonchalant serious which was so much worse than intense serious. Nonchalance meant he didn’t care one way or the other about my thoughts on the matter. It was happening, and I had no say apparently. But what he couldn’t know was my reaction was nothing like what he would expect. The idea of being taken by him gave me a thrill I’d never felt in all the years I’d been having sex. It was the most amazing feeling of fear and expectation of the unknown.
As repulsive as the idea was, I wanted to tell him to take me, use me, touch me, and mark me. I was mortified by my desires pushing me to offer myself to him now. Something in me didn’t want to wait. Wanted him to grab me just as he had a few minutes before, but not stop this time. I needed to be his, and I couldn’t understand why. It confused me, this feeling of wanting something I logically found horrible and the worst kind of violence.
The back and forth in my brain kept building. I could feel my powers trying to rise under my skin to help with the internal conflict. It wanted to move, stretch, and claw with the nerves and fear I was feeling. But there was no way I could let Ze know anything about me, especially this. I needed to lock myself down, or I was going to have a lot of explaining to do. I gave up the idea of flinging my body on his and begging for everything he had to give. I scrambled up to my bunk, lay back, eyes tightly shut and tried to harness the energy attempting to flow out of my body.
But it was too much, I had been through too much today, and my energy stores were depleted. I couldn’t hold it in, so I would have to shut down. I squeezed my ass cheeks tightly as I let the energy flow in a loop throughout my body. Never stopping or finding the outlet it desperately wanted and needed. The more it flowed, the weaker I felt, until finally, I could feel my body slipping over into a deep sleep. As my conscious mind let go and the energy and magic swirled through my system, I had a stray thought rush in right before I lost consciousness.I want to be his, no matter what I have to do or endure.
