Page 44 of Vampire Kings Box Set

“Yes, as a matter of fact.”

“Me too,” Will said. “I’ve been in a cage for three days.”

“I know.” Maddox sat down on the bed. “You deserve to be in there. I should have put you in there when you killed Chauvelin.”

“But you were too pleased with me to do that. Wasn't until I actually pissed you off because I won't be friends with cops that you did this to me.” Will sat up cross legged, his arms resting on his knees. “Pretty fucked up, man.”

“I could disagree with you, but I won’t.”

“I’ve missed you.”

Will surprised Maddox again with what seemed like honesty.

“You've missed me?”

“You put me in this cage, but we can’t touch. You don’t get any pleasure either. It’s like you're punishing yourself as much as you are me.”

Maddox took his coat off and rolled up his sleeves. “Mhm. You are either developing an impressive manipulative streak that will put Lorien out of business, or you mean that.”

“I do mean it. You like me. Maybe you love me. I don’t know. But you like to fuck me, and you can’t do that with me in a cage.” Will gave him the proverbial puppy dog eyes. Maddox was now even less certain as to whether or not he was being manipulated. He also didn’t care.

“And that, boy, is where you are wrong. Take off your pants and back yourself up against the bars.”

“Let me out and you can do what you want to me.”

“I can do whatever I want to anyway. Do as you are told, boy.”

Will undressed as best he could in such confined quarters and pressed his ass up against the bars. This was humiliating, just as Maddox intended it to be. The cage wasn’t a punishment until you wanted to do something outside it.

“My boy in a box,” Maddox growled with pleasure, slapping Will's ass through the bars. “You look good incarcerated.”

“Asshole,” Will grunted. He was on the verge of being traumatized, and yet he didn’t quite go there. Being in prison had been finding himself subject to the effort of a faceless mass to hide him away forever. Being in Maddox’s cage was much more intimate and had been from the first moment Maddox put him there. This was personal. Intensely personal.

Maddox gripped the bars and thrust his cock forward. It was Will’s fate to accept that unholy rod inside his tight ass, to feel the rough intrusion of a stern master who was undoubtedly using him to blow off steam. Will could feel Maddox’s anger in every rutting thrust, but it was not aimed at him. He was the vessel for it, but he was not the cause for it. They both knew he needed this. Part of the punishment of being caged was being denied his master’s lust. He was not denied that now. The bars of the cage shook and rattled with the force of Maddox’s vampiric thrusts, driving his cock in and out of Will’s waiting, submissive little ass until he pulled free and came all over Will’s rear, hot seed splashing all over his ass and his well-used hole besides.

“Can I come out now?” Will turned around on hands and knees. Well, hand and knees, his other hand was wrapped around his cock, jerking it. He was painfully hard, right on the verge of orgasm. Mads had left him there on purpose, no doubt.

“Oh no. You’ll stay there, my boy. You’ll stay in there with my seed and your own until we’re home, and I’ll fuck you as many times as I want to, until you’re covered in my essence.”

Will cursed but redoubled his jerking motions on his aching cock. He was being kept like an animal and used like a human slave. It wasn’t fair, but since when was anything fair where Maddox was concerned? The guy was a fucking ancient vampire. Fair didn’t come into it.

“What do I have to do to come?”

Maddox turned to him and lifted a brow. They both knew Will could jerk himself to completion there inside the cage. He didn’t need permission to come. He was asking for it without being compelled. He was crouched there, his ass ravaged and full of seed, his dick hard as hell, and he was waiting for his master to give him release.

“You’ve decided to submit, boy? The cage is doing wonders.”

“We are in this together, you and I. You need me, even if I don't understand why. And I need you, because you’re the only person, creature, whatever, who has ever made me feel sane. So what do I need to do?” Will gritted the words out with erotic tension. He was so fucking close to bursting, but he wanted to give Maddox this, even if he couldn’t give him anything else.

“Keep stroking,” Maddox ordered, taking control smoothly and naturally. He crouched back down in front of the cage, locked eyes with his puppy and made Will feel good again, that warm blanketing sensation that rolled over him and wrapped him up nice and tight.

He did as he was told, locked in Maddox’s gaze, giving in to his suggestion, losing himself completely. When Maddox captured him this way, Will almost felt as though he ceased to exist. His consciousness melted away and left him as nothing more than an animal. The only sound in the room was that of his rasped breaths and the repetitive jerking of his hand on his cock. He could feel his balls straining for release so desperately it was painful.

“You’re going to come for me, and when you do, you’re going to come as hard as you can, to show me how sorry you are for being such a bad boy.”

“Mngh. Fuck. Yes.” Will jerked harder and faster, holding back but only just.

“Come for me, boy. NOW!”