“Yeah, that’s it. Good! Such a good boy, there you go,” he says, hands on Daniel’s shoulders. Liam leans over to bite his neck and the Dominant’s cock shifts, getting deeper inside him. Daniel surrenders at the spike of pain in his passage as Liam forces more of his cock inside him, his knot slipping deeper. That’s the only conclusion. There was more. So much more that Liam couldn’t bite him because he wasn’t close enough to Daniel’s neck.

That last push made it happen.

Liam bites him, hard and savage, into the muscle of his throat, and his cock pulses inside Daniel.

That overwhelming submission goes through him again. The sound of water running. Oh god, he’s wetting again, giving everything to his Dominant.

Wetness drips from his eyes, from his mouth as he drools, from his cock as he wets and comes again. The knot locks into him, suddenly caught hard on the inside of his rim, and Daniel jerks at the feeling and spasms inside in response, milking Liam’s cock. His Dominant shouts in ecstasy, pleasure peaking as Daniel slips into subspace.

Liam moans, hips moving in the tiniest increments as he rides Daniel’s ass and comes again inside him. He licks at the bite and Daniel can smell blood.

Good, he thinks, bliss coursing through him, and he drifts away.

13

He wakes up to Liam nuzzling his jaw, scent marking him and telling him how proud he is. Liam’s hand is under Daniel, gently squeezing his cock, toying with him while he’s still strapped to the bench.

“Look at this cock, baby. It’s so soft. I shouldn’t be surprised,” he murmurs, holding it safely in his hand.

Liam’s hard cock is still lodged in his ass.

“Full,” he mumbles.

“My knot is almost down, but we have to wait for it to slip out on its own.”

Tears fill Daniel’s eyes and slip down his cheeks and he sniffles. He isn’t sure why he’s emotional.

“Cry, sweetheart. That’s the best thing you can do right now. You’ve got lots of hormones and feelings after your first mounting, and you need to get used to letting them out.”

“I don’t want to cry.” What would his father say? The team of doctors who poke and prod at him, constantly disappointed with him?

“You’ll get used to it, sweetheart. The time will come when you need to cry, need a release, and you’ll want me to help you let it out.” Liam gives Daniel’s balls a final squeeze and his fingers go back, touching Daniel’s rim and testing to see how close he is to slipping out.

“Any moment now, and then you get to be held. You’ll get tucked up in your Daddy’s bed.”

“Daddy?”