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169: YOUR PLAYROOM, BARON.
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Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 171: A TATTOO.
The day you walked away, my shadow followed you.Now that you’re back, I dare anyone to stand between us and survive the attempt.EZREAL'S POV Even though I had just come, I was determined to make Baron come more than four times today. I bent slowly and whispered to him. “Are you good, baby?” I asked and he nodded first and then shook his head. “I–fuck that was amazing, Ez. I'm more than okay and at the same time, I'm not okay at all.” His words made me laugh. “Are you sated or do you want more?” I asked and he craned his neck so he could see me. His eyes held more than love. In them, I saw desire. I saw admiration. I saw emotions that I knew my eyes mirrored. “With this house, no. With sex, hell no. I–I want more, Ez.” I smiled at his words. That was how obsessed we were with each other. Too bad fifteen years had gone by. Now, I intend to spend every waking moment with him. Until my last breath. I pulled my still hard cock out of his asshole and he let out a low groan. Then, I b
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 170: FIRST ROUND.
You think my devotion is dangerous?It is.It’s the kind that turns mountains to gravel just to make a path back to you.EZREAL'S POV Baron didn't move at first, he stared at the dildo again and again and when he finally tore his eyes away from it and met my eyes, I knew every crude thought that “Yes, Ez. I…I love it.” He moaned out and I smiled against his neck. “What did you imagine when you saw it, Baron? I want your words.” “I–I imagined you fucking me with that dildo, spreading my ass cheeks wide and making sure I feel every inch of it. It looks so fucking good, Ez…” he croaked out and I smirked.My hand reached from behind and gripped his neck, turning his face so he could look at me. “That's not all you want, Baron. Tell me everything. All your deepest, darkest desires.” He gulped, his eyes never leaving mine. “I–I thought about how it would feel to have your dick inside me with all those piercings. Not the toy, you. It'll feel so fucking amazing.” He choked out, his eyes f
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 169: YOUR PLAYROOM, BARON.
Call me toxic, call me unhinged–I don’t care.If loving you is a sickness, then let me rot beautifully in it.EZREAL’S POVBaron looked at me like I had three heads. Shock and confusion danced in his beautiful eyes and I couldn't get enough. “My surprise?” He asked and I nodded.“Did you build me a house, Ez? I'm perfectly fine staying with you in that big fortress.” He snorted and I laughed. He gave me a look that said it wasn't funny but I just kept laughing, amused by his naivety.“What's so funny? I'm being serious. I really don't need a house. This one is too big for me. You know me.” He said, staring at the house. It was a simple bungalow. I stopped laughing and held his hand. “It's not that kind of house, baby. This one is a special house. It's for you and I.” He raised his brow and stared at me, his eyes searching mine. “What did you do?” He asked and I smirked, taking his hand and leading him to the door. “Why don't you find out yourself?” We stopped at the door, I keyed i
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 168: EXIT WOUNDS.
If you vanish, I will follow your echo.If your echo dies, I will follow the memory of its ghost.I don’t stop.Not for time. Not for fate. Not for death.EZREAL’S POVThe line went dead.For a moment, none of us moved… The office felt smaller, like the walls had leaned in to listen and decided they didn’t like what they’d heard. Baron was still on my lap, his body warm and real, his fingers slowly unknotting where they’d dug into my wrist. Vincent stared at the phone as if Malrick might crawl out of it. Then Vincent exhaled. A long, shaky breath he’d clearly been holding for too long. “He didn’t touch him,” Vincent said quietly. Not relief alone, disbelief threaded through it too.“No,” I replied. My voice was steady, even if something cold had settled in my chest. “Because Aiden never gave him the chance. And because he's waiting for the right time.”Baron tilted his head up, searching my face. “Is Aiden out?”Vincent checked the tracker on his phone, then nodded. “He’s leaving the
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 167: THE LEASH.
If loving you costs my sanity, then let madness crown me…as long as you’re the throne I kneel before.EZREAL’S POVBaron was warm on my lap, his weight familiar, grounding… intentional. I’d pulled him there the moment Vincent stepped into the office, my hand firm at his waist when Baron instinctively tried to rise.“Stay,” I murmured against his shoulder, desperate to touch him and he didn't argue. He just lowered his body back to mine and kissed me softly. “Is this good?” He asked and I nodded, breathing his scent in. My cock was already rock solid and when he noticed, he moved, grounding his hips softly against the raging hardness, and I let out a low moan, totally forgetting that Vincent was there. He moved again, this time pressing in deeper, my cock lined perfectly between his cheeks through the silk pants he wore, provoking a broken groan out of me.My lips moved and I kissed his neck. “This is more than good. Stop moving too much or I'll fuck you against the table. I don't car
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 166: JUST A PAWN.
MALRICK’S POVThe words hit me like a blade to the throat. I hadn't told Lucien about it because I didn't trust him. I knew that whatever partnership we had was just a myth and that he would toss me aside the minute he wanted to. His eyes burned with so much anger that it did something to me. I decided to play dumb. Maybe he'd believe that there was no ritual. “What ritual?” I croaked out, forcing a laugh I didn’t feel. “You’re imagining things, Lucien. You always do.”Lucien didn’t smile. He stood there, close enough that I could smell the faint trace of smoke and metal that always clung to him, the scent of a man who lived on the edge of violence and thrived there. His eyes searched my face, not for truth, but for weakness. “Think carefully before you lie to me, Malrick. The Order of Thorn doesn’t do things rashly,” he said quietly. “It plans. It prepares. And it does not act without witnesses. That was the exact reason you fucking came to me. You already had a plan. You just nee
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