“What the fuck is going on around here?” Drekk sat as soon as Ryen left, his hands at his throbbing temples. Glaring at his engorged cock, he shook his head. “What the hell are you doing to me?”
Ryen waited until the lav door closed behind him before he sagged against the wall.
Dear space, but he’d come so hard. His dick still pulsed and his asshole puckered, waiting for another taste of Drekk’s cock.
He’d never imagined sex to be so satisfying.
“I don’t hear any water in there.” Drekk yelled through the door.
Ryen yelled back, “I’m getting there. Just using the facilities.” A good idea he took advantage of before stepping into the cleansing feature. While he stood under a burst of water and solar rays, Ryen wondered if Drekk might catch on to Ryen’s real agenda. While helping Drekk the past few days, Ryen had learned something astonishing about himself. He loved caring for Drekk. Taking care of the stubborn male was different than taking care of Anin, Ryen’s vulnerable sister.
Though at first incapacitated, Drekk had wakened with his strength returned. A hardy male who had the discipline to control not only himself, but take on a horde of Ebrellions. In defeating so many, Drekk had unconsciously wormed his way through Ryen’s safeguards.
Now the thought of submitting to Drekk didn’t bother him in the slightest. If anything, Ryen burned for the opportunity to bend over and be taken. He wanted nothing more than to feel Drekk’s dick deep inside him, controlling him with whatever means his master deemed necessary.
Ryen quivered with desire and a satisfaction bordering on ecstasy. Finally. That missing part of himself, that frustrated void had been filled. Drekk’s scent, his body and soul called out to Ryen on every level. It was with sheer will that Ryen remained aloof, not wanting to show Drekk how easy he’d find the taking. Much as Ryen needed to submit, he also needed to fulfil what he sensed of Drekk’s desires. Drekk wanted to conquer by seduction. He didn’t want an easy, too-willing partner. No, Ryen’s lover needed a challenge.
Ryen took the controller out of his hiding spot behind the soap collector and removed his magnecuffs with a small ping. He kept his collar on, a soothing reminder of where he belonged. To his strong, sensitive yet domineering new master.
The need to submit took away his anger, but Ryen wondered if that meant he’d always be free from violent rages, from the desire to kill. He tugged at his collar, wanting to feel at ease. To not worry that anytime he faced a possible threat he’d go off the deep end.
Experiencing love in whatever guise it came to him would be a welcome change from panic attacks and the terror of harming an innocent.
Be it a male or female, Ryen wanted the intimacy. Though to be honest, lately his desire catered towards a specific man. Thanks to Drekk, the thought of a same sex union no longer bothered him. On the contrary, Ryen had a hard time remembering how good it felt to be buried in a woman. And a part of him wanted to feel Drekk’s ass taking him deep. Feeling such tight flesh hugging his cock as he pumped the male full of seed.
Groaning at yet another hard-on needing relief, Ryen turned off the shower and dried himself. He left the lav with the towel around his waist, only to find Drekk holding nipple clamps and a paddle. Stars, I want this male more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life.
His master had a menacing grin on his face, the meanness back in full effect.
With a lusty sigh, Ryen straightened to his full height and gave Drekk the fight he’d been looking for since he’d woken this afternoon.
“Hey Drekk. I have to hand it to you, you taste really good. But as far as the penetration part of this... What say we fight to see who gets it up the ass and who gives it? I’d like to hear the word ‘master’ on your lips.” Ryen held up his bare wrists with a grin. The fury in Drekk’s eyes was worth every minute he’d spent worrying about the bastard. He almost came when Drekk tackled him to the bed in a move so fast he nearly missed it.
“You drun. Keep pushing and you won’t like me very much.” Hell, I like you enough right now. So much I ache. Now fuck me ‘til I can’t breathe. Make it hurt. Ryen needed more power than he might have thought to flip Drekk onto his injured back, not playing fair. “Pussy. You’re too weak to give me the fight I need. We’ll do this my way.”
Drekk roared. His eyes grew completely black and he saturated the room in scent.
“Too weak? Your ass is mine, you hulking slave.”
Grabbing Ryen, Drekk rolled him over and fought to keep him down. They slid against each other, from the moisture on Ryen’s body or from something else, Ryen wasn’t sure. The friction between their bodies had him distracted. Though he didn’t want to win this fight, his struggles grew weaker when he realised he couldn’t win even if he had wanted to.
Drekk was too damned strong.
Drekk twisted him onto his belly and ripped his towel away. He shoved a pillow under Ryen’s waist, and the possible reason for that had Ryen shaking and suddenly breathless. Blanketing Ryen, Drekk manacled his wrists on either side of his waist and prodded Ryen’s ass with a hard cock.
“You’re lucky I lubed up while you were in the lav or this would hurt a lot more,” Drekk snarled as he shoved his dick hard and fast straight into Ryen’s ass.
Chapter Eight
Ryen couldn’t budge under Drekk’s incredible strength. Like a demon possessed, Drekk pounded into him with violence. The pain Ryen felt didn’t surprise him, but the sheer, growing pleasure did. Each rasp of Drekk’s skin against his, of the swell of his cock inside Ryen’s body made him want to come. The magnetic connection between them intensified as Drekk came hard and continued to thrust.
“That’s right, take my cum, Ryen. Take your master’s seed. I’m going to fuck you until you’re bathing in it. All of me, Ryen, all of me,” Drekk rasped as he fucked harder. Ryen’s balls filled, needing release. Each shove of Drekk deep inside him, the grunts, the sweat, the slick glide of flesh between them only sweetened the desire riding him hard. Fuelled by Drekk’s passion, Ryen groaned, begged and pleaded for Drekk to touch him.
“No, you take what I give you. You don’t spend until I let you,” Drekk said in an odd, echoed tone that made Ryen want to grovel at his feet. Such sheer pleasure, such blissful relief to please another.
“Fuck yes, more, again,” Drekk groaned and pulled out, jetting all over Ryen’s back.
Ryen would have thought he’d wrung Drekk dry even as felt the hot wetness on his skin. Dear night, he ached so badly for Drekk’s touch he hurt.
“Don’t move,” Drekk said between breaths as he lowered his head. Ryen could feel Drekk’s forehead between his shoulder blades. Then the soft press of lips.
Tears of joy filled Ryen’s eyes as he fought not to spill into the bedsheets. His cock was so sensitive he feared he’d burst any minute.
“On your back,” Drekk said and rose.
Ryen shifted onto his back. Drekk disappeared into the lav and returned wiping his dick down with a damp cloth. As he neared, Ryen smelled Drekk’s musk and the citrus scent of soap.
“Put your hand around your cock.”
Ryen groaned. “I’m going to come if I do.”
“No, you won’t.” Drekk stared, his gaze still dark with emotion. “Grip it hard. Jerk it up and down. Let me see that pearly tip.”
Pulling his flesh up and down, Ryen held himself for Drekk’s pleasure. To his astonishment, Drekk was thick and aroused again.