Page 110 of Thrown to the Lions


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Ellery shook his head.

That was his master’s decision.Both Ellery and the website had been very clear on that point.Kefir did his best to hide his disappointment.

“We do have time for something else instead,” Ellery said.

Kefir nodded enthusiastically.

“Don’t you want to know what it is before you agree?”Ellery asked with a chuckle.

Kefir shook his head.“I trust my master, sir.”

Ellery just stared at him for a few seconds, but Kefir knew he’d said exactly the right thing.Scent didn’t lie.

Ellery reached into his pocket and took out a length of thick silver chain.There was a little padlock on one end of it, complete with a key.Ellery held it up for Kefir’s inspection.

“It’s a collar, sir,” Kefir said, keen to show off his newfound knowledge.

“Yes, it is.”

Kefir nodded.Collars were important.Wearing Ellery’s collar would mean that he belonged to Ellery.

It would mean that he was Ellery’s submissive and that Ellery was his master.Which, Kefir was pretty sure, would have to mean that a little part of Ellery belonged to him, just as much as he belonged to Ellery.

“Yes, sir.”

“Wait until you’re asked before you answer.”Ellery sounded very serious.

Kefir closed his mouth and waited as patiently as he could for his master to speak up and ask.

“This is what you want?”Ellery finally said.

“Yes, sir.”

“You’ll need my permission before you’ll be allowed to take it off.”

“And the key, sir,” Kefir pointed out, eager to be helpful.

Ellery smiled.“Yes.You’d need the key, too.”

Kefir nodded.“Yes, sir.”It seemed worth saying twice—worth saying over and over again until Ellery finally gave in and locked it around his throat.

Hands strong and steady, Ellery reached out and wrapped the chain around Kefir’s neck without another word.

It felt surprisingly heavy as it settled against his skin, solid and wonderful, almost as if Ellery had a permanent grip on him.Lifting a hand, Kefir ran his fingers over the metal links.

A decisive click and the padlock locked in place.Ellery looked very pleased with the sight.

“Stunning.”

Tilting his head on the side, Kefir looked up at Ellery.“Thank you, sir.”

The key was quickly added to a bundle of other keys that Ellery pushed into the pocket of his jeans.Ellery held out his hand and pulled Kefir up onto his feet as he stood up.“We’ve kept our hosts waiting long enough.”He turned them both toward the door.

A moment later, his hand connected sharply with Kefir’s backside, hurrying him out of the room when Kefir tried to linger long enough to admire the chain in the mirror.

His master’s hand falling against his arse like that was… Kefir slowed down again as he tried to work out exactly how it had felt.

In a very strange way, it had felt…good?Just like it did when the other man took a strong hold on him.He’d felt the strength in Ellery, and he’d felt the care Ellery had taken with him, too.