Page 47 of Vigilant


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Neo moans, and he inhales through his nose, a whine slipping from his throat as I continue to fuck it.

This is the most obedient he’s ever been.

This is the freest I’ve felt in a while.

Maybe ever.

My monster uncaged, my base needs being taken care of.

I cup his head with both my hands and fuck into his tight, wet mouth, his moans music to my ears, the shudders of his body moving through me. The sensation slides up my thighs and into my groin, tightening around my balls.

They pulse, and I feel my orgasm rushing toward me.

My body tenses, my nails digging into his scalp as I thrust into him over and over, listening as he gurgles and groans.

And as I empty myself into his stomach, my monster exhales.

But it’s not ready to be caged again.

It revolts at the thought.

I hold my cock in his mouth, watching as my release drips from his spread lips.

MineMineMine.

He swallows, his lashes fluttering. But he doesn’t move, just holds my dick, mouthing it, his tongue sliding up and down the underside of me.

“When I pull out, you’re not going to say a fucking word,” I finally say, and he blinks up at me. “Nod.”

He does and then rolls his eyes.

There’s a primal pulse in my chest. Even with him obeying me, he’s finding a way to play the brat.

I fucking love it.

I drag my cock out of his mouth, watching as he licks his swollen lips, not moving from where I put him.

Our eyes meet, but he doesn’t say a word, just obeys.

“Touch yourself.” I put my cock back in my boxer briefs, feeling the zing of my orgasm lingering on my skin.

He bites his bottom lip and shakes his head.

“You’re refusing me?” I ask, and he glances down, his eyes staring at his crotch. I follow his gaze and see the wet stain on the front of him. My monster roars inside of me.

I made him come hands-free.

I made him come just from fucking his face.

He liked it.

“I see.”

He rolls his eyes again, and I reach down, hauling him up.

His cheeks are flushed, his chin wet, his lips a pretty pink.

I stare at him, and I find myself slowly restraining myself. I can’t do that again, even if I want to.