Secret Desires - Part 8 (*slash*)
For disclaimer and such, see part one.
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~TERRY'S POV~
I slide out of Adam and smirk proudly as a slight whimper escapes his lips. I rub my bruised lip as I watch the
gentle rise and fall of his chest as he slumbers. God, he's so beautiful.
A slight growl escapes my throat and in that moment, I realize that the beast inside of me is going to be hard to
control. Glancing down at Adam's cum-stained body, I'm not sure that I want to control it.
When Adam bit me, the beast emerged and quickly subdued him. Fucking him so hard that he eventually passed
out. I can feel the beasts desire for Adam, and it matches my own. But what would happen to Adam if I wasn't
here to try and control it?
I shake my head as I glance at the clock.
Fuck! It's noon!
Work!
I have an engine overhaul and three oil changes lined up for today. Shit! My assistant is lying unconscious in my
bed from where I had fucked him unconscious.
"Adam," I growl, gently nudging him, smiling as he rolls onto his back, his eyes slowly fluttering open.
"What?" He moans.
He jumps as memories of our night together bolt into his memory. He gasps and shivers as he looks up at me.
A predatory smile slides across my face, but I push the beast back. "We're late for work," I whisper.
He looks at me confused. "You're kidding right?"
"Nope," I growl, pulling him out of the bed and towards the shower. I feel the beast in me stir as I follow him into
the shower.
~MARCUS' POV~
I smile innocently as I rise from the bed, still naked from our previous coupling as Jason slides from the bed
accusing me of rape again. He doesn't realize that his legs had parted willingly enough and those soft sounds he'd
been making earlier were moans....not pleas for me to stop.
"I'll never be yours!" Jason hisses venomously as he grabs my robe and covers his body.
I watch amused as he rips off the snake amulet and tosses it at my feet.
"You don't control me!" He continues as he stomps to the door, clutching my robe around his slender body.
Before he is almost out of the bedroom door, he falls to his knees, clutching his head. The headaches have
returned with triple the pain and he starts to scream in agony as he rolls and thrashs about.
I watch for a few moments relishing in his pain and suffering before striding over to him, kneeling and dangling the
amulet in front of his tear-stained face.
He glances up at me and I see the hate in his eyes, along with the helplessness as he realizes that he has no choice.
"Let me go," he whimpers.
I shake my head no. He's mine. All mine.
He reaches for the amulet as a soft sob escapes his throat, but I keep it just out of his reach.
"Say it," I growl, knowing that he knows what I mean. My eyes wonder lustfully to his body where the robe has
parted. I get a perfect view of my prize. His long slender legs that wrap around me so well as I fuck him into
oblivion. The perfect flawless torso. A growl escapes my throat as I notice his perfect slender dick laying against
his inner thigh.
"I'm yours," Jason whispers between sobs, "to do with as you please."
A smirk slides across my face as I scoop his fragile human body into my arms and lay him on our mating bed.
"Pleasure me and you might earn the right to wear this again," I growl as I dangle the amulet before him as I
remove the robe so that I can admire his perfect body. I clutch the amulet tightly in my hand as I lay down beside
of him.
"Yes, master," he whispers as a sob and a hiccup escapes his lucious lips while he slips between my legs, his silky
mouth engulfing my cock quickly.
"That's it......worship your master," I whisper, smiling as I watch his blond head bob up and down as he attempts
to pleasure me.
~KURT'S POV~
I clutch the comic book to my chest. I've read it over and over again. Images of Hunter and me in bed haunt me
every moment of the day.
"Hey, Kurt," Hunter whispered as he sat down beside me outside of our office.
"Hey," I reply, almost choking as I look into the eyes of my dream lover.
"Have you seen Terry or Adam? The garage is still closed and he promised to change the oil in my car."
"Nope," I reply, quickly tearing my eyes away from his before he could see the lust in mine.
"Matt's missing, too. I tried to call him, but there's no answer."
"He was pretty upset yesterday," I whisper, glancing at Hunter's huge hands, wondering what they would feel like
as they caressed my body.
"Yeah, but Chris Jericho hasn't showed up for work either."
"They're probably sleeping in late," I whisper, imaging Hunter and me in bed.
"You're probably right," Hunter whispered as he stood and stretched. "But I think that I will have a look around
anyway."
"Want some company?" I ask hopefully.
"Naw. Finish your comic book," he whispers with a wink.
I go pale. "Alright."
I watch him walk away and I lick my lips lustfully as I imagine what he would look like naked and tied up in my
bed.
Shaking my head, I reopen the book. My eyes widen as I see Hunter handcuffed to a bed. A goofy smile spreads
across my face as the desire to possess Hunter threatens to consume me.
~MATT'S POV~
I whimper as Jeff leads me around with a lease through darken mazes and tunnels. The black, studded collar that
he's placed around my neck itches, but my hands are bound behind my back and are useless to me.
I nearly stumble as pitiful wails assault my hearing. Jeff merely smiles at me as he pulls me along. The stench of
coal, brimstone, and burning flesh linger in the stale air and its becoming hard to breathe.
"Where are you taking me?" I whimper.
"To hell and back," Jeff teases.
I gasp as he stops before a huge door covered with human skulls.
The door opens and a huge dark haired man steps out. I shiver as his eyes roam my body lustfully, then Jeff's.
"Hello, liitle ones," he growls.
Jeff giggles. "Bradshaw, this is Matt, my brother.....my murderer," Jeff says accusingly.
I tense as Bradshaw walks to me.
"Do you know the punishment for murder?" He asks with a smirk.
Jeff giggles again as I feel dizzy and crumble to the burnt floor of hell.
~TBC~
