Kay - Primal Passions part 6
Mark grinned as he shut the door to the steel cage, locking it and then adding an extra padlock. He didn't
want his man beast to get away from him. He chuckled as he looked at the unconscious man. He was going to
make him rich once he introduced him to the outside world.

A soft moan from Adam forced him to look over at the young man. He walked over to where he laid. Mark
had thrown down a mattress and covered it with a soft blanket for him. Mark knelt down and crawled astride
of Adam, lifting his arms above his head and securing his wrists to the cuffs that were connected to a heavy
chain attached to one of the main poles that held his dwelling together. For good measure, he also attached
ankle cuffs. He grinned as he looked down at the unconscious blonde. God, he was beautiful and now he
belonged to him.

Mark checked his watch and frowned, grimacing at the pain radiating from his balls. Adam was going to pay
for that, but first he had to go into the village and pass along the sad news of Adam's death. After all, he didn't
want anyone to come looking for the blonde and find him in his bed.

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Christian sniffled as Father Christopher comforted him, reassuring him that God did not hate him and that he
wasn't the cause of his brothers disappearance.

"Thank you for listening," Christian whispered as he wiped the tears away.

Chris smiled. If it had been any other priest, they would have told him that homosexuality was a sin and that
he would pay dearly for it. Somehow, Chris didn't feel right saying that when he had feelings of his own for a
certain stranger.

"Christian!" A desperate voice cried out.

Christian and Chris jumped as they heard the voice calling for him.

"Jeff," Christian said smiling as he ran from Father Christopher's hut.

Chris watched as Christian jumped into Jeff's waiting arms and was embraced tightly. He saw love written on
both of their faces as Jeff whirled Christian around as they kissed. Could love that strong be so wrong?

Bradshaw and Matt hugged each other. Maybe Christian would be alright without Adam.

Bradshaw frowned as he watched the tall, dark figure of Mark as he walked towards them. The guy had
always given him the creeps and he really didn't trust him, but he was the best tracker around. If anyone
could find Adam, it was him. "Any luck?" Bradshaw asked hopefully.

"None. I found more blood, but no body. Whatever got him didn't leave anything behind," Mark said sadly,
forcing back the smile.

"NO!" Christian screamed as he buried his face on Jeff's shoulder as he trembled in anguish.

Jeff glared at Mark for his bluntness as he wrapped his arms around Christian and headed for their hut.

Bradshaw walked towards Mark, doubt in his eyes. "Nothing?" Bradshaw asked.

"Nothing," Mark said coldly. "Blood and bits of skin, but nothing else."

Bradshaw closed his eyes at the graphic details and nodded as he walked away, wrapping his arms around
Matt, pulling him close as if to protect him from the jungle.

Mark smiled as he watched the men walk away. Adam and the manbeast was his. He glanced up to see
Father Christopher watching him intently. Mark grinned and flickered his tongue out at him in a suggestive
manner. Chuckling when the young priest gasped, backed up and stumbled, with a look of shock on his face.

Mark's smile widened. He'd be back for the little priest after he had claimed Adam and the beast.

Mark whistled as he headed back towards his hut, hidden deep within the jungle. Tonight Adam and the
beast were going to discover the true meaning of primal passions.

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Adam's eyes slowly fluttered open. It took him a few minutes, but he finally managed to keep them open. His
shoulder hurt like hell and for a few minutes, he couldn't move. He gasped as he looked around. He saw
Rhyno in some kind of cage and he looked as confused as he was. He tried to raise up but found his wrists
were cuffed above his head and his ankles were cuffed together preventing much movement.

He heard Rhyno grunt and growl as he shook the steel bars of the cage. "Out," Rhyno growled as he looked
around, trying to find a way out.

Mark grinned as he walked in, shutting the door behind him. "There is no way out, beast."

"Let us go!" Adam hissed as he struggled with his restraints.

Mark merely grinned as he looked at Adam's beautiful body as he struggled.

Rhyno growled as he smelt the strange man's arousal as he looked at his mate. "Mate," Rhyno growled.
"Mine."

Mark grinned as he looked at the beast. "Ever heard of sharing?" Mark chuckled as he removed his shirt and
started unbuckling his pants.

Adam squirmed nervously. "You can't!"

"But I can. Everyone thinks you are dead beautiful. No one is coming to look for you," Mark said smiling as he
pushed his pants down.

Adam gasped as he saw the huge, long cock that popped out. A whimper escaped his throat before he could
stop it.

Rhyno growled as he shook at the bars. "Kill," Rhyno growled as he looked at Mark with murder in his eyes.

Mark merely grinned as he crawled onto the bed with Adam, who nervously scooted away from him as far as
his restraints would allow. Mark grabbed his ankles pulling him back underneath him.

"No, please," Adam pleaded as tears formed in his eyes. He had accepted Rhyno, but he wouldn't accept this
man. Rhyno was his mate.

Mark grinned. "Paybacks are a bitch, beautiful," he hissed as he caressed his huge aching balls.

"I'm sorry," Adam whimpered.

Rhyno growls became louder as he heard the distress in his mate's voice.

Mark growled too, as he claimed Adam's mouth in a demanding, possessive kiss, gripping his long blonde hair
tightly so that he couldn't turn his face away.

Adam squirmed frantically, flaming Mark's desire even more. He whimpered as Mark's large, strong hands
started to explore his body.

Rhyno was going crazy in the cage as he watched another claim his mate.

No one saw the young priest until he spoke.

"Get off him!" Chris screamed.

Mark's face changed from anger from being interrupted, to an evil smile when he saw who had interrupted
them.

"Father Christopher, how sweet of you to join us," Mark said as he raised up and stood to his feet, enjoying
the gasp as the young priest looked at his cock as it jutted proudly from his body. "See anything you like?"
Mark asked teasing the young priest, loving the look of shock and hunger written on his beautiful angelic face.
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