Page 310 of The Protective Gryphen

It was too much to bear.

“I’m going to cum in your ass,” he muttered. “You’ll keep this load in you too!” he ordered, and then exploded apart, emptying himself in Ian.

The man on his lap moaned as he was held in place, and filled with more cum.

His body shook.

When Gryphen opened his eyes, he stared into Ian’s. The man was wild.

He was breathing so heavily that he knew he was done after this.

So, he’d make it good.

Slowly, he slid Ian up his dick, and when he was free, he clenched down that asshole to keep his cum contained.

Then, he walked him toward the door, and opened it.

Ian’s eyes went huge.

“Please,” he whispered.

Gryphen believed he was going to beg him not to do it, but he surprised him.

“Teach me to be obedient,” he finally said. “I need rules to be happy.”

Then, he’d do whatever he could to make the man feel safe and loved.

“To your knees.”

He dropped, and while he promised to belt his ass, he had better plans.

He crouched beside him, and started jerking him off. He knew he’d be loud.

“I’m going to enjoy making you cum for me,” he whispered in his ear. “Right now, he’s down there, pacing the kitchen, listening to you. He’s hard, and he wishes he was in your place. He would love to be owned by me, Mr. Patterson. You’re lucky your sleek body and tight ass pleases me.”

Ian moaned, leaning back into Gryphen as he jerked him off in the doorway.

“Please,” he begged.

“Please what.”

“Please let me cum,” he begged. “Please let me cum for you.”

He worked his dick up and down, making sure to change up the strokes.

Ian was frustrated, and his hips bucked.

“PLEASE! Make me cum! Please!” he shouted, not caring who heard. He needed his man to get him off before he died from this pleasure.

Gryphen whispered in his ear.

“I’m going to come home from work, tie you down, and spend hours just devouring your dick. I’m going to blow you over and over again until your cock is empty. I’m going to find ways to torture you to the point you can’t cum anymore. My balls will be empty when I spend hours fucking my property.”

He whimpered, his balls aching.

“Tell me to eat your cum, Mr. Patterson.”

He flushed red.

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