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255 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 15, 2020
"I'm Elias or Stuyvesant, or, you know.. whatever."
Hughes stared at him, dark eyes glinting dangerously in the low light. He cocked his head to the side and said, "Maybe I'll call you bitch. Do you answer to that?"
"You love this fucked up face, this fucked up brain. You want this don't you? Want my fingers and my cock, want to be shoved up against this wall and taken until you scream for me. "
You won't forget me. I'll teach you pleasure, beloved, and when you find it again, I'll be there in echoes, etched in your bones, carried in your blood.
He found himself filled with morbid fantasies of Hughes eating him after he died, but instead of being afraid, he wanted that. He wanted to be part of Hughes, to nourish him.
There were worse things than being fucked by a goddamned legend. One of those worse things would be to be murdered and eaten by him, but right now, Elias just wanted to think about the good, the way that, in this moment, he was occupying all Hughes’s thoughts, making him hard, making him hurt others.
Still, there was something irresistibly sexy about lying here in Hughes’s strong arms, tangled up with him as Hughes pinned Elias’s legs to the mattress with one heavy thigh. Their bodies fit together so perfectly, Elias dwarfed in the best way by the larger man.
“You’re mine. Your life is mine. I’d kill anyone who even thought about hurting you. I’m your weapon, Elias. I’ll do whatever you ask of me.”
“I won’t hurt you, pretty boy, not like I hurt the others. I’m not… I mean, I’m still crazy, technically, but I’m not out of control now. I know what I’m doing, what’s real.”
“No one’s ever really loved me but you. After Roger, I don’t tolerate liars. I know what I look like. I know I’m crazy, too. But I’ll do anything for someone who loves me back.”
“You’ll have me to keep an eye on you, to make sure you’re getting your meds, and we’ll be fulfilling your life’s promise as best we can. Get you to become a doctor, even if it’s sort of off the books unlicensed. But you can help people. That can help you pay penance better than sticking you in a hole can.”
“Mine.” Hughes pushed his fingers more deeply into Elias, teasing him inside until Elias flexed and writhed. “Mine. All mine. My love, my beautiful boy, my Elias.”



