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and rubbing against him. He slid his hand down Tyg s body, finding his pup s cock and
pumping.
Tell me again. Tell me, please.
I love you. You are mine. No one is going to take you away from me.
Ever. Promise me? The water splashed, Tyg rocking beneath him.
I promise, Tyg. I swear it. You are mine. Mine.
Yes. Yours. Tyg arched into his hand, sobbing, seed hot on his fingers.
He brought their mouths together, hand still on Tyg s cock. Tyg s kiss was aggressive,
hungry, tongue pressing into his lips. Moaning, he rubbed against Tyg, his own fears and worries
leaving behind adrenaline and need.
Those hands found his ass, squeezing, pulling him in closer. He shifted, straddling Tyg
and rubbing against the firm belly, humming into their kiss.
Tyg held him, mouth on his shoulder, on his neck. You have to love me again. You have
to so he didn t ruin that. Because he was there. He watched.
Dane nodded. Yes.
He shifted again, spreading Tyg s legs, hoping Tyg was ready enough for him, still loose
from before.
Tyg lay back and spread for him, shivering, eyes desperate, depending on him.
He pushed right in, eyes on his Tyg as he spread that tight hole.
Oh & Not his. Yours, Dane.
Mine, Tyg.
He thrust over and over again, each push harder than the last. The water was slapping
against the side of the tub, sloshing over the edges as he took Tyg.
Tyg kept nodding, caught up in what they were creating, what they were doing. He
wrapped his hand around Tyg s cock, finding it hard again. Tugging, he pulled Tyg along with
him as he raced toward his climax.
Tyg jerked, sobbing, body tight and rippling against him.
Come with me, Tyg. Come with me, my own. He thrust as hard as he could, feeling it
in his bones.
Yours! Tyg came again, milking his cock.
Mine! he shouted the word, heat pushing deep into Tyg s body.
He collapsed against Tyg, breathing hard. Tyg was silent, still, just floating, hands
wrapped around his waist.
He nuzzled Tyg s neck, nose sliding across the lurid mark he d left. I love you, Tyg, he
whispered.
Love & Tyg sighed, relaxing further.
He reached over to the taps, adding some more hot water, replacing the water they d
sloshed out.
Rest, Tyg. I ve got you.
For always. You promise. Tyg cuddled, head resting against him.
I promise for always, Tyg. He stroked Tyg s neck. Tomorrow we ll have my tattoo
put on you.
And & and my tattoo on you.
Yes. Yes, my Tyg. You on me as well. He settled against his pup. We belong to each
other.
He got a soft moan, a nod, then Tyg s eyes closed.
He kissed Tyg s shoulder and let his own eyes close, let his pup ease his heart.
Chapter One
After they had spoken to the feds and seen Paul, Tyg went to bed. He spent a long time in
their rooms, refusing to leave, refusing to see anyone, refusing to to anything but bathe and sleep
and drink milk. Tyg wasn t scared, he wasn t, he just didn t want to think, to remember, to look
at people and have them know.
He could still feel the electricity along his nerves, the weight of the cage, and Dane s
touch was the only thing that helped that. He curled in on the sofa, head resting on his hands,
pretending to watch a vid.
Dane came over, hands sliding on his skin, scratching his head and petting his spine.
What are you watching, Tyg?
He stretched into the touch, eyes closing. I don t know. Something funny.
Richard has commed every day. He d like to come see you.
I know. He couldn t. Richard was so good, so decent. He & wasn t.
Dane bent over him, kissing his shoulder. Tyg. Please. We were doing so well. We were
so happy. Don t let him do this to you again.
I & He swallowed hard. You re not happy?
How could I be when you aren t, Tyg? Dane kissed his shoulder again, the soft petting
continuing. It breaks my heart to see you like this.
I don t know what to do. He cuddled into Dane, needing the comfort.
You have to let him go, Tyg. He s dead. He can t hurt you anymore. Dane pulled him
closer, letting him sprawl over Dane s lap. Those hands were so soft, gentle, loving.
I & I am. I try. He relaxed, breathing slowing, easing.
Tell me what you re thinking. Tell me why you won t let Richard come see you.
I & Richard is so good. So good and I & He shook his head, swallowed hard. I can t
see him.
Are you saying you don t think you re good?
I & He shivered, shaking a little. I wanted to be.
But you are. You totally are.
No. If I was, he would not have chosen me. He came back for me.
Ah, Tyg. That was him. Not you. He was a very sick man. What he did to you to start
with was wrong, and you didn t do anything to deserve it. And him coming back for you? Not
your fault, not because you were bad. In fact, I imagine if you were bad, he wouldn t have
bothered to come back, but something in him was broken and he couldn t stand to see you
happy, see you being good.
I was happy. I was happy here. He blinked hard, trying not to cry. I was happy with
you.
I don t understand why you can t be happy with me now?
M & maybe I don t & He took a deep breath, hid his face, shook his head.
He wasn t ready to think.
Dane sighed, those hands still petting, still stroking him. It s okay, Tyg. You believed it
before, you ll believe it again.
I believed it and he came back. I believed I deserved you and you were hurt.
But it wasn t you who hurt me, Tyg. You can only take responsibility for your own
actions, not anyone else s.
I m scared. There it was, simple, devastating, true.
Dane s arms wrapped around him. What scares you most, Tyg?
Being lost. Left.
I m not going to leave you behind, Tyg. Not ever. Not for anything.
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