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Chapter 371

Shantin was thrown roughly onto Lisige’s mattress and he couldn’t be happier. His body was aching to have anything his Director would offer and since he had succeeded in getting rid of the other two, he was in his own Heaven. 2

“You have free reign with me this once, Shantin. I have no desire to order you because it seems I am enjoying your audacity. So…free reign.” Lisige crawled over the mattress and covered Shantin with his body, his eyes fire and his naked chest pumping with each of his breaths. 3

“Yeah?” Shantin smirked. “Free reign huh?” He moved quickly enough to pull a slight gasp from Lisige, grabbing him around his slender waist and pinning him to the bed. He stared down at the larger mans face, tilting his head before lowering to hover just about an inch from his face. “So then I can do whatever I want?” 4

Lisige pushed up with his hips, rubbing his excited body against Shantin’s. “Yes. You can…” 5

Shantin reached up and grabbed a handful of white hair and tugged so feircly that it cracked Lisige’s neck. “When I wish for you to elaborate, I will ask it of you,” he growled, licking a path from Lisige’s collar bone up the side that had cracked. “Understand?” 6

“Yes,” Lisige whispered, his heart hammering against Shantin’s chest. 7

“Yes what?” Shantin pressed, lifting and looking down into Lisige’s pale eyes. A slight battle of power passed between them and the stare went on for at least thirty seconds before Shantin leaned in and licked Lisige’s lower lip. “Yes…what…Lisige?” 8

“Yes,” Lisige whispered. “Yes, Master.” 9

Shantin growled his approval and kissed Lisige deep, letting his tongue explore every corner of his Directors mouth. Even though roles were temporarily reversed, he still wanted nothing more than to please him. And since domination turned him on, Shantin could totally get into it. 10

When Lisige’s lips closed around his tongue, Shantin lifted and pinched Lisige’s side, showing him permission was required. He reached between their bodies and grabbed the larger man’s engorged sex and gripped tight to prove his point. “Now, Lisige? What did you forget?” 11

Lisige’s head tilted back with the pleasure-pain mix that came from Shantin’s hand. 12

“You are to ask me first from now on.” Shantin jerked hard and Lisige cried out, bowing into him and pumping his hips up violently. “Clear?” 13

“Yes…” 14

Another strong jerk, followed by a light nip on Lisige’s beautifully shaped chin. “Yes what?” 15

“Yes Master,” Lisige panted out. “I will ask you first from now on, forgive my bold behavior.” 16

“Good boy,” Shantin growled releasing his sex and roughly flipping Lisige over onto his stomach. “Now be still while I enjoy you…17

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Jace held onto Satyr’s arm tighly enough to leave a bruise, his smaller body so close there wasn’t so much as air passing between the two of them. “How do we get o…out?” he asked stumbling. He would have fallen but Satyr caught him quickly and pulled him close again. 19

“Stay close to me and try to stay upright,” he whispered. “Alright?” 20

“Satyr…” 21

Satyr turned, ready to snap at Jace but softened when he saw how frightened he was. He quickly gathered him to his chest and kissed the top of his head, knowing they were safe to pause for one moment in the dark, candle lit passageway. “Oh, angel, I am so sorry for this. I will get you out of here and you will never have to worry about me or my pursuers again.” 22

Jace brought his arms up and around Satyr’s shoulders, squeezing tight and then reaching up and yanking his hair. “You leave me after this, Satyr,” he growled into the taller man’s neck, “and I will hunt you down. Do you get it?” 23

Satyr pulled back and looked down, “What?” 24

“I was willing to die for you back there you nitwit. I might be semi-small and not such a good fighter,” Jace moved back and looked down the hallway, “but if you up and take off after this, you will sooo have another chaser after you.” 25

With everything that had just happened, Satyr managed to smile. “You amaze me.” 26

“Well,” Jace smiled while looking down the dark hallway, “I had better after all this shit.” 27

Satyr lowered and kissed Jace, momentarily forgetting that they were on the run. He just needed that closeness that came from a kiss in the heat of the moment. He needed to reassure Jace that the feeling was mutual and when they got out, he would be more than willing to stand by him. 28

Jace melted into the kiss, making it all the more better. His lips parting to accept Satyr inside of him and a small moan filling the interior of Satyr’s mouth. When they pulled apart, Satyr let his head rest against Jace’s forehead. “How did I get so lucky?” 29

“I could ask the same,” Jace laughed lightly, “after you get me the hell out of here.” 30

“I love you, Jace,” he whispered kissing his forehead and then his cheek. “With my entire heart.” 31

Jace melted for a second time and tears filled his eyes. “God, not now!” he moaned. He showered Satyr’s face with quick kisses, getting tears all over him. “Tell me when we are safe at home.” 32

Satyr smiled and turned quickly only to start. Desmond stood right behind him, bare-chested and smirking. “So, where are you going.” 33

Satyr pushed Jace behind him further and squared off. “Let us pass, Desmond. Lisige let us go.” 34

“Oh did he now?” Des leaned against the wall, crossing his arms and winking at Jace. “Now why would he do that?” 35

“Desmond?” Lanier called as he rounded the corner, his eyes sharpening when he saw who his lover was talking to. “What are you doing?” 36

“Seems our charge is escaping.” 37

“No,” Jace said from Satyr’s back. “That guy let us go.” 38

“That guy?” Des chuckled again smiling at Jace. “You have a keeper here, Satyr. That was totally cute. Maybe I could…” 39

“No,” Lanier moved closer to Desmond and stood pretty much in front of him. “You could not do anything, anymore.” 40

Desmond’s hand slid up Lanier’s arm and onto his throat, circling it from behind and stroking it lightly. “Forgive me,” he whispered leaning in to kiss Lanier’s shoulders. 41

“So, Satyr,” Lanier smiled lazily, leaning back into the taller man and getting comfortable. “Tell me why I should believe our Director would just let you go…42

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