Page 58 of Crave Me

I couldn’t help it, I slammed back and forth on his cock and drove mine into his hand.

“Very nice. That’s right. Fuck back on me.”

It was coming… I couldn’t stop it.

“Gonna come?” he asked in a taunting tone, way too pleased with himself that he’d wrenched this out of me.

“Yes,” I choked.

His thumb pressed harshly to my tip, making me cry out.

“Final test for my pet. Beg me.”

Son of a bitch.

He grasped my jaw and said between grunts as he bottomed out in my ass and continued driving me out of my mind, “Beg me to make you come. Tell me I own your hot little ass. Use my name. Say it.” He dug his fingers into my skin. “Final test of submission, then I’ll know you’re really with me.”

“I…”

He released my jaw. “Submit to me, boy. Let go, let it all out. Give in to who you truly are. Mine.”

“Make me come, Elijah. Please… own me.”

His eyes flamed and he lost it then, releasing my cock, then grabbing my ass and fucking into me like a madman, reaming my hole and making me lose my ever-loving mind from the insane intensity.

Ecstasy crashed into me and I roared out into the room as I came, shooting into the bath and twisting on his cock as it took me over.

He snarled, then I felt his cum spurting inside me a moment later. “Fuck me!” he cried. “That’s it! That’s fucking it!”

I was panting as he slipped from me, then rose to his feet right in front of me.

“I’m very pleased with your progress,” he said as he wiped his cock over my cheeks, using me like a fucking rag—just another form of his domination, of putting me in my place.

He smirked at me as he climbed out of the bath and shucked his robe back on, even though he was still dripping wet.

He tied it, then reached over and ruffled my hair like a dog.

“Now then, time to get down to business.”

14

~Sebastian~

Too much time was ticking on by.

They hadn’t recovered Caleb.

He was in the wind.

It had been for nothing.

Me escaping had been for fucking nothing. I shouldn’t have agreed to his plan to get me out of there so I could call in help. I should’ve fucking known it wouldn’t work out so easily, that there would be complications, that a madman like Elijah Bane would react in a completely unpredictable way that none of us could see coming.

At least if I was still there I could share the burden with him, the torment he was being subjected to, the despicable suffering.

Now he was there all alone.

Pained.

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