Page 82 of Broken Promises


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Patrick delivered. He slammed into Jason repeatedly, at such a frantic pace that he couldn’t make any coherent sound. He was just a babbling mess as Patrick pushed his legs back further, getting the angle right to slam Jason’s prostate repeatedly.

He was so lost in the pleasure of being completely owned by his daddy that he didn’t even feel his orgasm creep up on him until his vision whitened, and he saw literal stars. He cried out in pleasure as Patrick continued to fuck him mercilessly. Jason was still riding the shockwaves of his orgasm when Patrick cried out his own release, and Jason felt his cock pulse inside him as he emptied his balls. He felt so full, and so happy.

Patrick leaned over him, his cock still inside him, as he took Jason’s mouth in a deep and slow kiss. He would happily stay like this forever. Was there a way for Patrick to just stay inside Jason permanently? Or could he make a mould of Patrick’s dick and have it made into a butt plug, so he could walk around all day with his daddy’s come inside him?

“What are you thinking about?” asked Patrick.

“Something dirty.”

Patrick chuckled and kissed him again. He pulled his softening cock out, causing Jason to whine.

“Come on, let’s get showered and we can order some food and talk.”

“Food? How are you hungry after that amazing meal we just had?”

The food at the wedding had been exquisite, with no expense spared. They’d been putting an evening buffet out as they’d left, and Sebastian had also ordered bacon sandwiches for people to take as they left for bed.

“I just burnt off about a million calories.”

“Does this mean when you replenish your energy you can fuck me again?”

“Just get in the shower, boy, and if you do as you’re told, we’ll see.”

“I love you, Patrick.”

“I love you too.”

Once they were clean and had eaten some sandwiches, they shared everything that had happened over the last month with Grant. Patrick looked murderous when Jason explained what Grant had said to him, but Jason knew he’d hurt the man. It wasn’t something he’d done intentionally, but looking back, he had regrets. Perhaps if he’d been honest, Grant would have just let him go, but he’d never know.

Then it was Patrick’s turn, as he explained what he’d been doing over the last month to fulfil the promise he’d made to Jason. He’d been let down so many times in his life by empty promises, and Patrick had delivered on something that had seemed impossible.

“I got evidence of his involvement in your stepdad’s murder.”

“What evidence?”

“Enough to put him away for life.”

“How?”

“He had to use people inside the prison. He didn’t have the same reach as he has now. His empire has grown huge inthe last two years. The problem is, if you use people who aren’t loyal to you, they have a price.”

“Are you going to use it?”

“Not if he leaves you alone.”

“But what if he goes after the people who spoke to you, then you won’t have anything on him?”

“This isn’t a random witness statement, Jason. This is hard evidence that he conspired to have your stepdad murdered.”

“I’m glad he did it, though.”

“So am I. A man like that didn’t deserve to live, but it’s still a crime, and Grant doesn’t want to go to prison. Just a month on remand and his empire would crumble. That’s the world he’s in. There’s always another alpha ready to have their moment in the spotlight.”

“I’m still worried he’s gonna do something. You don’t know him like I do, and you didn’t hear how hurt he sounded when he spoke to me.”

“I’ve got something that might convince you.”

Patrick stood up and went over to his wallet. He took out a piece of folded paper and handed it to Jason. He opened it and had to do a double take.