Chapter 49

“Jonal, I need…I want, you.” In that moment, Tonas condemned Flagen to the flames of everlasting torment. But Flagen was mesmerized, and couldn’t look away. Tonas tongued the other’s lobe, kissed, and bit down his neck. Flagen watched Tonas become bewitched by the dark one. Bane had bewitched Flagen by telling him there was no bond between him and his Warrior, but he would rescue Tonas before it was too late.

It is sex, mere animal magnetism,Flagen rationalized even as his hand went and cupped his balls through the trews. The dark one was whispering now. Although he was no more than fifteen tet away, he couldn’t hear, but he could imagine the dark, dangerous promises, of despicable, dirty things. The idea of his golden Tonas rubbing and mouthing this dark stranger made him nauseous. Flagen came in his trews.

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Now, he looked around, white harsh light, sterile and clean. He had come in his trews, again, as he had then and so many times since.