Murder Husbands by E M Denning

Author:E M Denning [Denning, E M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Paper Gold Publishing
Published: 2020-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

32

Pierce

Henry slept tucked against Pierce, his arm draped around Pierce’s middle. Pierce traced the pink scar on Henry’s arm with his fingers as the smell of salt air from the ocean came in the opened window.

“Stop fussing,” Henry mumbled and tried to yank his arm away.

Pierce growled and rolled over, pinning Henry beneath him, he gripped Henry’s wrists and pinned them to the mattress. “Who’s the master?”

Henry smirked. “You’re the master.”

“And you’re mine. I own you. If I want to fuss, I will.”

Henry arched up, pressing his erection against Pierce.

“You’re being a bad little pet.” Pierce leaned down, kissed Henry and nipped at his pouty lower lip.

“You like me bad.”

Pierce rocked downward, sliding against Henry, giving him the friction he wanted. Need pooled hot and heavy in Pierce’s stomach. Henry never ceased to bring it out in Pierce, the need to fuck him and possess him.

“Please,” Henry begged.

“Patience.” Pierce sealed his mouth onto the side of Henry’s throat and sucked at a large purple hickey he’d left the previous night. “I love my marks on you.” Pierce nipped at Henry’s clavicle, then lower, toward his nipple.

“Which ones?” Henry asked breathlessly, doing his best now to be good and stay still.

“Hmm,” Pierce hummed thoughtfully, laving his tongue over Henry’s pink nipple. “All of them. I like my teeth marks on your neck. My handprints on your ass. Circles on your wrists and ankles from the restraints.”

“You should mark me permanently, Master. Tattoo your name on my ass.” Henry giggled and Pierce wriggled down Henry’s body, biting at his angular hip bone.

“On your ass?”

“Yeah. Why not?”

“Do you want that?”

“I want to be yours. Forever.”

Pierce looked up at Henry, catching his gaze, recognizing the raw vulnerability in his eyes, he moved back up Henry’s body. “You are mine. Forever.” Pierce moved up farther, kneeling over Henry, he gripped his cock, wiping it across Henry’s lips, groaning as Henry opened his mouth to accommodate it.

Pierce arched forward, sliding his cock between Henry’s lips, he watched his pet close his eyes. When they were like this, the shadows were gone from Henry’s eyes making him look less haunted, less troubled.

“Okay pet, you win,” Pierce groaned as he buried his cock down Henry’s throat, holding his head still so he couldn’t pull out. Henry’s eyes opened, tears pooled in the corners, spilling over as Pierce backed off, allowing him a gasp of air before he plunged forward again. “If that’s what you want, we can do it, tattoo property of Pierce onto your skin. I’ll put a collar on you, and it will say the same thing and I’ll lock it there, around your neck where everyone can see it and know you’re mine just by looking at you.” Pierce thrust faster and faster, gripping Henry’s hair, fucking his face. “Is that what you want?”

Henry cried out around Pierce’s cock. Pierce grinned at the way Henry shuddered through his orgasm. “Mmm. My little pet is so slutty he came at the very thought of being branded and paraded around as my personal property.

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