Page 37 of Shadowman

This is whathefelt.

The Ivory scoots back just enough to gaze down at me. His dark eyes are glittering with ravenous desire.

“This is an exceptional mouth,” he rasps, swiping a wetness from my cheek with his thumb. “You nearly had me spilling into you while he was standing right there.”

Please please please please please…

More.

“Keep going, wicked boy,” he whispers, closing his eyes and reclining in his chair. “I’m sending you back with a belly full of cum.”

In this moment, I’m watching myself from outside the glass…

Through the window, I see myself, sucking the cock of a villain. I’m gazing with eyes widened in disbelief.

I seemyselfin the bedroom with the dark-haired stranger. He’s on top ofme, pushingmylegs open…

What the fuck…?

God, fuck me…

The Ivory stiffens, his lids growing visibly heavy. He bites his lip.It’s…sopink.

Then he lets out a sweet, breathy grunt before his long cock bursts, and he spills hot cum into my throat. It’s pulsing in waves, and I’m gulping them back, swallowing and sucking, so far outside of myself, I’m not sure I’ll ever make it back.

Of course, I do. It only takes a few moments for the high to wear off. And a thick bout of nausea overtakes me, smothering me like a weighted blanket.

“Shush,” The Ivory says, still petting me as he pulls his softening dick away and tucks it back into his pants. “Calm now. No need to panic.”

My head is shaking back and forth. I’mfreaking out, on the verge of a massive anxiety attack.

I just want to get out of here.

Let me out…

I want… out.

Crawling out from under his desk, I go to stand, wobbling so bad I nearly fall down. He stands before me, steadying me with his hands on my waist.

“D-don’t t-touch me,” I stammer, lightheaded. “Just let me… out.”

“Byron, look at me,” he snaps, grasping my face. I blink over and over to stop unwanted tears from bursting out of my eye sockets.

I don’t understand… what that was.

Who am I??

What am I doing??

What… am I?

“Fuck off,” I growl at him. “You… forced me to do that.”

He rolls his eyes. “Don’t be boring. You sucked my dick, Byron. And you loved it. You came all over yourself, and do you know why?”

Because I’m fucking sick too…

“Because you’rehungry,” he rumbles, eyes set on mine while I tremble and fight for breath. “You’ve been starved, and I fed you. Simple as that.”