Royally Screwed - Lynn Van Dorn Page 0,44

he finally asked, then added, “Sir?”

“That’s my good boy.” Angelo hit Yuri three times in quick succession, leaving a painful burn that mellowed slowly into a delicious heat.

“Thank you.”

Angelo hit him between his legs, catching his bollocks, and the pain was exquisite. Tears gathered in Yuri’s eyes.

“Thank you, what?”

“Thank you, sir!” Yuri cried out. “Thank you, sir. Thank you thank you thank you.”

Yuri lost track of how many times Angelo spanked him. Instead, he floated on the hot fire that burned through his skin. At that moment, Yuri had exactly what he needed: to be at Angelo’s mercy, completely under his power, and unable to do anything but obey his will.

It was, in a way, the closest he ever felt to being free.

His cock, stupid, willful thing that it was, bounced against Angelo’s leg and grew harder with each blow. Soon, Yuri was nearly humping Angelo’s leg, but he’d stopped caring. He needed to come. He needed it so damn badly. “Please,” he whined. “Please. I need to come.”

Angelo smacked his bollocks again the agony of it radiated throughout Yuri’s body. “Try again, princess.”

“Please, sir, I need to come. Please. Please. God, please.”

“Who gets to decide when you come?” Angelo demanded, his voice low and rough, but not sounding in the least bit winded. It was like he could go on for days, and that made Yuri’s cock throb even harder.

“Sir, you do!” And that was so completely hot. Yuri had no idea if Angelo knew the kind of control he wielded over Yuri. Later, thoughts like these would worry and upset him, but now, all he could think about was yielding up everything to Angelo’s will.

“That’s right.” Angelo followed that up with two more smacks right over areas that had been struck several times. It made Yuri howl. “Tell me if I need to stop,” Angelo said, his voice sliding from stern to concern.

“No, please, sir. Don’t stop. Not yet. Please. Not yet.”

“Good.” Angelo sounded relieved. “We’re nearly done.”

Yuri wanted to sigh with relief and cry from the expected loss of Angelo’s hands on him. “Please, sir. Please.” He wasn’t even sure what he was asking for anymore.

Five more swats, or maybe six—it was hard to concentrate—fell onto Yuri’s already burning skin. At last, Angelo stopped and ran his hand lightly over Yuri’s arse.

“God. So red. So gorgeous. You were born for this.”

Yuri laughed. “I think my parents would disagree.”

“I don’t care.” Angelo spread Yuri’s legs open wider then put his hand between them and touched Yuri’s bollocks.

“Fuck!” Yuri felt like his head was going to explode.

“You’re mine. If you need discipline, I’ll do it. If you need to come, I’ll make you. It’s the only choice I’ve been given, and I will own you. Do you understand?” His hand touched Yuri’s cock just as tentatively as he’d touched his bollocks, then his grip firmed into near pain. “I asked you a question, princess.”

“Yes, sir. I understand, sir.” Although he didn’t. Not at all. He had no idea what was really going on in Angelo’s head, and they would talk about it, but right now all Yuri could think about was the hand stroking him with an almost too-tight grip. “I’m gonna come.”

Angelo’s hand moved away and Yuri wanted to weep with frustration. “No, please, I need it. Need it so bad. Need you so bad.” He shouldn’t have said that last sentence, but it was far too late to take it back. Maybe Angelo hadn’t been paying attention.

“You want me, princess? You need me?” Angelo gathered the precum dripping from Yuri’s cock and used it like lube.

Yuri thought his heart might burst through his ribs, it was beating so hard. “Yes!” Angelo’s grip loosened and Yuri’s orgasm receded. He wanted to scream in frustration.

“Then say it, Yuri. Tell me what you need. I want to hear you say it.”

“I need you, sir!” Yuri was nearly sobbing with his frustrated desire. “I want you. I fucking always have.”

“I know,” Angelo said, his voice deep and husky, but also kind. His hand tightened just the perfect amount on Yuri’s cock and began to stroke it again. “I know. So come for me. Can you do that?” Angelo’s other hand gripped Yuri’s red and throbbing arse cheek and squeezed.

The familiar combination of pleasure and pain exploded inside of Yuri. He shouted and started to come and it felt like he’d never stop. His orgasm seemed to stretch on and on and on. Eventually, though, he did fall back to earth. Angelo’s