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176: MY LIFE IS YOURS.
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Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 177: WHEN HARD MEN FALL.
EZREAL'S POV She stood near the main entrance, wrapped in a light coat, posture straight but tense. Two guards flanked her–mine. Exactly where they were supposed to be. Their attention snapped to me immediately.“Boss,” one of them said, nodding.Celeste turned at the sound of my footsteps. Her eyes widened just slightly before she schooled her expression. Brave girl. Or foolish. Hard to tell yet.“Ezreal,” she said. Calm. Controlled. “I was told I could step outside for air.”I glanced at the guards. “You cleared that?”“Yes, sir,” the other replied. “She hasn’t gone anywhere.”Good. I still had my doubts about her but so far, I hadn't gotten any information. I had honestly forgotten that she was still here. I looked back at her, really looked this time. She was thinner than I remembered. Not weak, just worn. Like someone who’d been holding their breath for too long.“Enjoying the freedom?” I asked mildly.Her lips pressed together. “I wouldn’t call it that.”“No,” I agreed. “I woul
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 176: MY LIFE IS YOURS.
The cruelest part of this fate is not loving you…it’s knowing I was made for you long before you chose to look my way.EZREAL’S POVMy orgasm subsided and I came back to myself slowly, glancing around the room I had made Baron cum five times. A sweet sense of pride rushed through me at the thought. The room was quiet now, no edge, no roar in my blood. It was filled with just breathing, just warmth. Baron was still beneath me, his chest rising unevenly, skin flushed, marked, real. I shifted carefully, easing my weight off him, afraid of jostling something fragile. Afraid of breaking the moment. I reached for the sheets and wiped my hands first, grounding myself in the simple act. My self control returned to me piece by piece. Then I stood, walked towards the side table and grabbed the first aid kit. Even if the knives were all sterile, I needed to make sure his wounds were tended to. When I knelt beside him again, his eyes followed me. Soft. Spent. Still trusting. “Hey,” I murmured.
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 175: BRANDING WHAT'S MINE.
The truth?I don’t want freedom from you.I want chains you locked around my soul yourself.EZREAL'S POVMy fingers moved inside Baron's hole. I could feel him clench around them and I knew he was close but this time, I wanted him to cum while my dick was inside him.When I felt his hips buckle, I pulled away and he whined. “Ezreal…” I laughed and picked up the blade. I had my doubts about hurting him. But, the determination in his eyes made me relent.This was what he wanted and I wasn't about to say no to him at all. His body was slick with oil, and ready for my mark. I pressed the tip of the blade against his skin and he moaned. “I’m going to brand you now, baby. Once you want me to stop, tell me.” I told him and he shook his head. “I won't tell you to stop, Ez…please do it. Mark me–” I didn't let him finish. I pressed the blade down and drew the first letter. E.His whole body shook and he moaned out, blood pouring from the letter. The sight was intoxicating. Fuck, I could get
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 174: BRANDING WHAT'S HIS.
If you asked me to cut out my heart, I would ask only one question— “Where do you want it placed?”BARON'S POV When I pulled away from Ezreal's body, he staggered back, the blade still in his hands as he threw his head back and let out a low growl. His eyes opened and met mine and I licked my lips, the taste of his cum still drenched around my chin. Ezreal's eyes were dark–even though he had just cum, his dick didn't soften. If anything, it was harder and pulsed like it was calling my name. He stepped forward and grabbed my chin, his eyes scanning my body. I shivered from the way he looked at me. In his eyes, there was no resistance. The beast was finally free and my dick jumped for joy. Ezreal leaned in, his gaze unwavering. “Open your mouth, Baron.” He commanded and I did exactly that, my knees trembling from excitement. I knew that the game had just begun. With my mouth open, Ezreal spat inside and licked my chin. I moaned, desperate for him to touch me. But, it looked like h
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 173: BEAUTY PLEASURE.
I broke you, yes–but I refuse to let anyone else touch the pieces.BARON'S POV Ezreal flipped us so I was beneath him, my stomach pressed to the bed as he fucked me harder with his fingers. “You're being naughty, aren't you? Begging for my mark like a fucking slut? Don't worry, I'll make sure you bear my mark. Now,” his free hand wrapped around my dick as he stroked it harshly. “Come for me, Baron.” He commanded, his mouth coming down to bite my ass and I yelled, my orgasm exploding in waves through me. My hips buckled against his hands as he released my ass and licked the place where his mark was. I moaned, still high from my orgasm. Cum pooled on the bed. Then, I felt Ezreal move. I craned my neck so I could look at him. “Where are you going, Ez?” I asked and he smirked. “I'm determined to make you cum more times than you can count, baby. I'll fuck you until you're begging and crying and even then, I won't let you go.” He took out his phone from the pocket of his pants and pla
Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest 172: IT IS ONLY RIGHT THAT I BEAR YOUR MARK.
If our love destroys us both, then let the destruction be glorious.I will burn beside you and call it victory.BARON’S POV As the words left my mouth, I felt the moment Ezreal froze. I didn't know how the thought had come. All I knew was that I wanted a tattoo. I wanted him to carve my body, to mark me the way no one else could. I had been hurt when he still didn't say he loved me back but I knew he did. I tried to convince myself that the words didn't mean anything but I itched to hear them more than anything. I knew he cared about me, the words were just what I wanted to hear. Ezreal still hadn't taken his eyes off me. It was clear that my request had stunned him. What he didn't know was that there was more. “You–you want to get tatted?” He asked and I nodded. “Yes, Ez. I want you to mark me. I want you to brand me.” I whispered. I saw his tongue stick out to wet his lower lips. “You want me to do it?” He asked like he didn't hear me and I nodded again. I stood up and headed
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