Page 309 of The Protective Gryphen

“Don’t fight. Accept it.”

When he stopped struggling, his eyelashes fluttered, and Gryphen set him free.

He slid his mouth off of his dick and gasped for air.

When he yanked him to his feet, Ian gasped. He was pulled into his lap, and his saliva lubricated Gryphen’s dick.

And he was forced down it.

“Oh, fuck!” he shouted, as Gryphen’s massive cock found a home again.

“Oh, well, if you insist. Make me cum, Mr. Patterson. Then, you’re going back over my knee to feel the belt on your pink ass, and then, I’m going to let you cum.”

He was bouncing, and the whole time, his dick bounced too. Sometimes, Gryphen would fondle his balls, and sometimes, he would jerk him off.

The whole time, it was torture.

“Apologize.”

“I’m sorry, my Lord! I’ll never do it again,” he whispered, so horny that he couldn’t figure out how this man knew to do all of this to him.

“I love feeling you on my dick, Mr. Patterson,” he said, playing with the necklace. It swung between his nipples, back and forth, mesmerizing him.

“Oh, God, please jerk me off,” he begged, as he could feel Gryphen getting harder and harder in his ass. “Please let me cum on you, my Lord,” he whispered.

Only, Gryphen didn’t touch his dick.

“No, I think I’ll let you get me off again, and I’ll make you kneel in the doorway with it open so when I make you jerk off, he really hears you shouting,

He moaned.

“Yes, please,” he whispered, his body coated in a sheen of perspiration. His legs were spread wide, since Gryphen wasn’t making this easy on him, and he was on his tiptoes bouncing.

It was torture.

And he loved it.

Fuck!

He loved him.

“More,” Gryphen said, rubbing the precum on the tip of his dick, and then licking it off his fingers.

He kept going, that full feeling in his ass.

“You know what, Mr. Patterson?” he asked. “I think we’re going to get you another tattoo.

Ian moaned.

“I think I want ‘My Lord’s Cock’ tattooed over my newest possession’s dick.”

Ian’s body shook.

“Oh, God,” he whispered. “I think we’ll have the man come back and finish it up. I like the idea of you marked for me. It is a magnificent cock.”

“Yes, my Lord! Please! I want that!” he whispered, his body so wracked with pleasure.

Gryphen’s hands went to his hips, and he began slamming him down, burying himself so deep in his ass. The idea of putting that over his dick…

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