Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

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

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

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.

VINCENT’S POVAfter I had picked Aiden up and headed back to the mansion, the initial thought I had was lust. With him this close to me, all I wanted was to take him against the hood of the car and fuck him senseless. That was what he did to me. And now… now I had let him kiss me. This was the first time I had given in to the temptation. All I wanted was to fuck him, but the other part of me, the logical part wanted to pull away, to forget it ever happened. But I knew that wasn't possible. This moment would be seared into my brain forever and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I pulled away first. The space between us felt louder than the kiss ever had. “Aiden,” I said, voice rougher than I intended. “There’s food. I'm sure you haven't eaten all day. You should eat. Then, you can get some rest. You've had a long day.”The words landed badly. I heard it immediately in the way his breath caught, in the way his fingers lingered in the air where my shirt had been. I ignored it any

I allowed the world to take you once.Never again.I will tear down heaven, hell, and every law between if it keeps you in my reach.BARON'S POV No words were needed between us, the unsaid words stretching between us like a comfortable blanket that covered us whole. He aligned his dick against my entrance and slammed into me in one sweet thrust. I moaned, shamelessly… throwing my head back as I placed my hands on the glass wall of the shower, watching him pound into me without restraint. The thrust had caused little discomfort but when Ezreal's pace quickened, I moaned like I wasn't fucked just hours ago. Like I wasn't still sore. That was because I wanted him. I couldn't stop wanting him at all. “Oh God, B…you feel like heaven. I can't get enough.” Ezreal's words came out rasped and they undid something in me. I threw my hips back and met him thrust for thrust. Somehow, I knew he wouldn't last. His dick was already growing inside me, his thrusts becoming more brutal, powerful and