Free Bargain With the Beast by April Andrews

either
moaned or gasped. Pleasure raced through his channel and tingled up
his dick. It was both too much and not enough at the same time. He
wanted to be fucked hard, like last night. But this, this slow
fucking, was something in itself.
    With each languid thrust his dick
pressed against the Beast’s belly, his pre-cum making the movement
slick and hot.
    He loved it.
    It was unbearably
pleasurable.
    And it may have been minutes, it may
have been hours, but eventually Tobias’ orgasm was coaxed from him
and he came almost gently, softly, his cum erupting between them in
wave after wave, the climax tingling throughout his entire body in
delicate waves of delight.
    The Beast came moments later, groaning
as he filled Tobias with his seed, whispering how much he loved it,
how perfect Tobias felt…
    His weight pressed on
Tobias.
    His warmth surrounded him.
    And in that moment Tobias forgot why
they were doing this. He forgot the bargain. He forgot it all. He
could think only of the pleasure, about the way the Beast made him
feel…like no one ever had.
     

Chapter Eleven
     
    The next time Tobias awoke he was
alone. He sat up in the cavernous bed and looked around the
cavernous room, wondering what time it was, where the Beast was,
and, more importantly, what was going to happen to him
now.
    Of course, he had no answers to those
questions, and so he stood up, his legs shaking slightly, and
walked around to the leather chair that had been moved back into
place next to the desk. His clothes were draped across it, his
sneakers placed side by side. Tobias slipped into them, surprised
as he did so, how much his muscles ached. He was also surprised to
notice that his ass was aching only in the most gentle of ways, but
then that was because of what the Beast had done after their second
round of sex.
    Tobias closed his eyes, shivering
slightly, as he recalled the Beast flipping him on to his front and
rubbing some sort of ointment along his pucker. It had both stung
and soothed, and the Beast had whispered that it would make heal
any damage he might have caused. Tobias didn’t know about that, he
had never heard of such a cream, and yet…here, in this place…he
snapped his eyes open…who knew what was normal?
    He turned around, planning to use the
bathroom which he now knew was through one of the doors in the
tunnel outside the main door, but something caught his eye. He
looked down, to the desk, and saw a note. It was addressed to
him.
    Tobias, back soon, wait
for me .
    Not exactly verbose, Tobias thought,
but then had he really imagined the Beast would be? Because, and
Tobias shivered at this realization, what did he really know about
the Beast?
    Nothing. Nothing at all.
Except the way he fucks…
    Tobias sighed and backed away from the
note, and as he did so, the reality of what had happened to him in
the last twenty-four hours began to hit home. Perhaps it was
because the Beast was no longer in the room with him, drugging him
with his kisses, coaxing him with his beautiful smile, but as
Tobias moved across the room the full extent of what had happened
began to make itself known.
    He had been abducted.
    He had tried to escape.
    The only way to do that had been to
fuck the Beast.
    And so he had.
    Only, and Tobias stopped
now, the door to the tunnel just off to the side, he had to be
honest with himself, and that honesty included admitting that it
hadn’t just been the bargain that had him freely bending over that
saddle. He had done so because he wanted to. Because no one had ever
made him feel like that man did.
    And so what will you do
now?
    Tobias lifted his hand and ran it
through his hair. He had no answer to that question. None at all,
and perhaps he might have, soon, if he thought about it enough, but
Tobias’ thoughts halted then, because he could hear voices, and
they were coming from the other side of the door.
    One of them was the
Beast’s.
    Curiosity, that damn curiosity running
through him Tobias crept over to the