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Cheeks flushing again, Carter ducks his head. He likes the praise though. It’s obvious in the way his shoulders relax and his body shivers. In the way goosebumps erupt on his bare skin.
“The holster next.”
Carter removes the holster carefully, his fingertips brushing along Nathan’s skin. He’s never been so happy to have his ankle touched. It’s ridiculous. It’swrong.
He ignores it.
Carter hands the holster to him, Nathan biting his tongue to keep from praising him once again.
Then Nathan realizes he’s come to a defining moment. All that’s left on his body is underwear. Carter has noticed too if his beet red face is any indication.
Nathan knows he should sleep naked.
Hell, he knows he should probably fuck Carter once more tonight. Since that won’t be happening, the least he can do is take his fucking underwear off. It’s not like Carter gets to have any.
With a sigh, Nathan slips into his role of cold, uncaring owner and gestures to his boxer briefs. “They aren’t going to remove themselves.”
Carter flinches, but he quickly follows the implied order, hooking his fingers into Nathan’s underwear and pulling it down until it’s around his ankles. Nathan has to bite back a moan when his semi-hard cock bobs just inches from Carter’s pretty face.
It’s the pill,he promises himself.Just the lingering effect of that fucking pill.
Self-hate bubbles up inside him when his cock hardens completely the moment Carter looks up at him from where he’s kneeling on the ground. He can tell the boy is preparing himself for something sexual. He can see the way he’s starting to shutter himself, his eyes going distant, his expression blank. At least Nathan’s arousal wanes as he watches the reaction. That makes him feel a tad better about himself.
Nathan forces a sigh, pretending like he couldn’t care less about any of this. Pretending he couldn’t care less about the boy at his feet. “I’m too fucking tired to deal with you anymore tonight. Do I need to chain you to the bed, or will you behave while we sleep?”
Carter looks up at him with wide eyes. “I’ll behave, sir.”
“Good. Because this room is perfectly decorated, and if I have to drag a dog crate in here to fuck it up just so I can sleep without worrying about you, I might just give you away to someone else instead while I rest. You wouldn’t want that, right?” Nathan nearly puffs up with pride at how well he just pulled that off. He sounded like a real monster there. Very convincing.
Because youarea real monster. You’ve become one. Can’t you see?
Nathan swallows hard, refusing to give the fleeting thought his attention.
“Right, sir,” Carter finally says, his voice thick and shaky. “I promise I’ll be very good.”
On accident, Nathan smiles again. Since he already fucked up his supposed demeanor, he follows instinct and adds, “Good boy.”
The boy has the same reaction as before to the praise. Nathan loves it far too much. He’s going to have to be careful around his men.
“Come then. You’ve had a long day, and tomorrow will be longer. Let’s get some rest.”
Carter wavers for a moment, clearly unsure if he’s allowed to stand or not. Nathan makes it simple by reaching down for his hand and guiding him to his feet. He gestures to the side of the bed Carter was on earlier. “This is your side.”
“Y-yes, sir.” Carter steels himself before forcing his body towards the bed. It’s almost painful to watch. He’s shaking by the time he climbs onto it, his breathing erratic. It takes two tries before he manages to get the blankets over himself.
Seeing the little moose was left on the floor, Nathan picks it up and brings it to the boy. He watches the fear in his eyes as he approaches. By the time Nathan is hovering over him at the side of his bed, he’s blinking away tears. Nathan’s heart aches for him. “Your moose.”
Carter frowns. Then his eyes leave the threat of Nathan’s looming body and focus on the tiny plush moose in Nathan’s hand instead. His body relaxes at the sight of it. Even a slight smile tugs at his lips. His hand still shakes when he takes the thing from Nathan, but his voice is even, his breathing slow, when he says, “Thank you, sir.”
With a sharp jerk of his head, Nathan walks around to the other side of the bed. He can feel Carter’s eyes tracking his every move. He slides easily under the blankets, trying to act like none of this matters to him. Then he reaches out for the control panel on the wall above the side table and swipes his hand across it, tapping thelights officon. The room immediately falls into darkness.
It takes about ten seconds for Nathan to realize something is wrong. The boy beside him is trembling so violently his body is jerking beneath the blankets. Little gasps and whimpers are being frantically swallowed, just loud enough for Nathan to catch. Nathan tentatively reaches a hand out to touch where he thinks the boy’s shoulder must be. The moment their skin connects, Carter releases an awful sob.
Oh, Carter…
“Hey now,” Nathan says softly. “I’m not going to hurt you. Not if you’re good. Remember?”
The boy sobs harder. Nathan starts to pull his hand away, his mind racing, but he’s caught by surprise when Carter latches onto him. He holds Nathan like he’s drowning and Nathan is a life preserver. His shaking is so hard that Nathan feels it transferring up his own arm.
