Page 61 of Disciplinary Action
“Yes, Daddy,” Cal managed, even as the collar threatened to steal his breath. “I love it. I love you. Fuck. Fuck.”
“Yeah, Daddy’s perfect boy. Just begging for it, begging me to breed your slutty hole like a good little cumslut.”
Cal might come just from Gideon’s words alone. He loved every dirty fucking word that fell from his lips. “Yes, Daddy. Please. I want it. I need it so bad. Breed me. Fill me up. Oh, God.”
Cal sank his teeth into his arm as Gideon drove his cock impossibly deep, pounding him until Cal wasn’t sure he could even stay on his knees. Then Gideon was on top of him, driving his hips into the mattress, his mouth against Cal’s ear. “Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s going to give you what you need,” he growled, biting down on the back of Cal’s neck just below the collar, like a wolf breeding his bitch. Then his thrusts fell out of rhythm, and he made an almost feral sound as he came, filling Cal up.
Cal’s heart slammed as he lay beneath the heavy weight of Gideon’s frame. Even though he was still hard and leaking, feeling Gideon on top of him was like having a living, breathing weighted blanket. He smiled, sighing wistfully. Would he be able to see the proof of Gideon’s rough treatment in the mirror later? Would there be welts or bruises? Teeth marks on the back of his neck? He sucked in a breath as Gideon pulled free of him, but then the plug was there, pushing slowly forward, spreading him impossibly wide until it slipped home.
Cal didn’t protest when Gideon removed the collar and set it beside the bed. He rolled over to find Gideon looking down at him with a soft expression. “Hi,” he said with a gentle smile.
Cal blushed, burying his face against Gideon’s chest. “Hi, Daddy.”
“Well, that was unexpected,” Gideon said with a laugh.
Cal peeked up at him. “I wanted to do something nice for you.”
Gideon kissed Cal’s forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks, before dropping a kiss on his lips. “That was very nice indeed.” Before Cal could say anything, Gideon rolled off the bed, removing his clothes and dropping them in the hamper before throwing on a pair of soft navy pajama pants and padding barefoot into the kitchen. “Where’s Alexa?”
“I asked Richard to hang out with her for a few hours,” Cal said, biting off a moan as the plug shifted within him.
“Good idea,” Gideon said, pulling his dinner from the fridge and popping it into the microwave.
Cal frowned. Had Gideon really forgotten about him? He watched as Gideon grabbed his chopsticks and wandered back to the bed, making idle conversation as he ate his vegetable pad Thai like they hadn’t just boned like porn stars, occasionally offering Cal a bit. He tried not to sulk, but he was feeling real sulky. What the hell?
By the time Gideon finished eating and returned to bed, a storm was brewing inside Cal. Maybe he’d done something wrong. Maybe Cal had this whole situation all wrong. He replayed the whole thing in his mind. Gideon had seemed on board the whole time. It was just as amazing as every other time, except, it seemed like Gideon had forgotten about Cal’s needs. Gideon had never done that before. Could this be about losing his scholarship? Was Gideon disappointed in Cal? Disgusted? Losing interest? Could this be over already?
“Do you really love me?” Cal blurted, hating how desperate he sounded.
Gideon frowned, looking up from where he now scrolled on his tablet. He set the device down and cupped Cal’s cheek as he looked down at him. “Yes, Ireallylove you, silly boy.”
Cal shifted his gaze to the ceiling. “Even if all I ever am is your boy?”
Silence stretched, and Cal could feel his whole body flush with embarrassment.
“Look at me,” Gideon commanded.
Cal reluctantly dragged his gaze to Gideon’s.
“You will never bejustmy boy. You will never bejustanything. You are one of the smartest people I know. You are a whole person just as you are, with or without me. You will go to school and get an education, and you will be a star no matter who or what you decide to become. But, no matter what, you’ll be my boy for as long as you wish.”
“Forever?” Cal asked.
Gideon smiled, stroking his cheek with his thumb. “If forever is what you want.”
Cal bit his lip before asking, “Do you think you could love me forever?”
“Sometimes, it seems as if I have and just didn’t know it,” Gideon said as if confiding a secret.
Cal’s heart swelled in his chest until it was painful. “You’re weirdly romantic for a guy who called me a cumslut thirty minutes ago,” Cal joked, trying to lighten the mood.
Gideon’s look turned from sweet to hungry in a moment. “The fact that you crave my cum is one of the many reasons I love you,” Gideon rumbled. “I love it when you beg me to fuck you, to fill you up.”
Cal’s flagging erection rebounded fast enough to make him dizzy. He whimpered. “Daddy…”
“What’s wrong, sweet boy?” he asked, clearly knowing exactly what was wrong as his hand dipped below the covers to circle Cal’s cock, jerking him loosely.
“I need to come,” Cal pleaded.
