at Kael. “Daddy, how come I can"t set up a Facebook page? I"m in England legally.
No criminals are after me anymore. All my friends at school are on Facebook. That"s
how they keep in touch.”
“It"s not safe, so don"t ever do it. And don"t go behind my back.”
“Daddy, I"d never go behind your back.” Angel turned sideways, his knees
tucked up. “I just don"t get why I"m not safe.”
You’ll never be safe as long as you live with me. As long as I do what I do.
“Do not question me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Angel.” Kael had been working up to this the entire time he was making the
macaroni-cheese. “Do you like living here with me?”
Confusion creasing his forehead, Angel reached out and took his hand. “Daddy,
how could you even ask? I thought you knew how much you mean to me. I tell you
all the time. I love you so much.”
“What about the things I do to you in the dungeon and in the bedroom?”
A spontaneous smile lit Angel"s face.
“Do you like that too, or do you just do it because I want it?”
“Don"t you remember the magazines I was hiding under my bed when we met?
It was all about leather and domination, daddies and bears. I dreamed of having a
daddy. You know I love to be spanked. I love being restrained; it"s the sexiest thing
in the world. Why would you even ask, Sir?”
“I want to make sure that you"re not just doing this because it"s my choice or
because it"s what I do. I want to know that everything we do is entirely consensual.”
“Daddy, it is consensual. You"ve never done anything to me I didn"t want.
Well…when you spank my ass as a punishment, I don"t like it. It hurts in a
different way than when it"s for pleasure, and it"s embarrassing. I hate it when
you"re mad at me or disappointed in me.”
Kael looked into the earnest young face for any sign that Angel was trying to
placate him. “I just don"t want you to have sex with me because you"re grateful to
me.”
“I"m definitely grateful, Daddy. I am totally grateful. If I hadn"t met you, I"d be
living on the street selling my only asset—my ass.” He laughed.
“Don"t. That"s not funny.” He couldn"t bear the thought of Angel selling himself
to men just to eat.
“It"s true, Daddy. Do you think my mom would have taken me in? She
wouldn"t.”
“She might have given you money for a flat.”
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“As long as it was on another continent.” Angel stuck his middle finger into his
mouth and began chewing on the nail. He hadn"t done that in months, and his nails
were just beginning to grow properly. But he"d started again after seeing his
mother.
I shouldn’t have reminded him of her so close on the heels of her latest
rejection.
“Daddy, I had no one. Now I have you loving me and protecting me. I have a
home and real security for the first time in my life. I don"t really remember
anything before the foster homes, and for the six years I lived with Sven and my
mom, I listened to him asking her why she didn"t have any relatives that would take
me. The fact is she didn"t want me there any more than he did, except when she was
bored. Then she"d take me somewhere nice and expect me to entertain her. I kept
expecting CPS to show up and take me away again.”
“Come here, sweetheart.” Kael opened his arms, and Angel climbed into his
lap.
“Daddy, I love you. You have given me a home and a future, and yes, I am
grateful. But why are you asking me this?”
Because you are only eighteen and I started worrying about consent when I saw
young women your age and younger being abused
. “I just wanted to check in with
you that you"re happy.”
Angel kissed his cheek and pressed his forehead into Kael"s. “I"m so happy
with you, Daddy. In fact”—he smiled mischievously—“how about you let me show
you just how much I love you?
“How are you going to do that?” Reassured, Kael returned his smile.
“We could go to bed, and you could let me do anything I want to you.”
Without even considering the proposal, Kael shook his head. “I"m the master.
I"m the daddy.” Everything in him rose up in protest at the idea of giving up control.
“Just one time, Sir. You might even enjoy it.” The hopeful look in Angel"s
beautiful face made Kael vacillate momentarily. Could he obey orders from his boy?
“It takes courage to give up control, Daddy. Did you know that?”
Kael nodded but did not speak. He suspected he was being manipulated.
“You have to trust completely. Just like I trust you completely. You would
never do anything that I couldn"t stand, would you?”
“No. But I know you aren"t crazy about enemas, and I insist you have one now
and again.”
“Yes, Sir, that"s true, but I want to submit myself to you, so I do the enemas
without complaint even though I don"t really like them because I want to show you
my submission. It can"t all be about what I want.”
“Good boy.” Kael was impressed at his boy"s maturity, but also at his powers of
persuasion. Angel was wearing him down. He sucked in a long breath. “All right.
How do you want me?”
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The surprise on Angel"s face was a reward in itself. His mouth and eyes opened
wide, and he giggled a little. Now that he was handed control, his hesitation proved
he was nervous. “Let"s go into the bedroom, Daddy.”
“All right. Let"s do that.” Kael turned out the lights, checked the front door was
locked, and followed Angel into the bedroom. They showered and brushed their
teeth in nervous silence, then headed into the bedroom. Kael set the lights at a
subdued level and then stood beside the bed waiting. His heart was pounding—and
all because a skinny eighteen-year-old was about to give him orders. Because he
was about to be vulnerable.
“Daddy, get on the bed, please, Sir.”
Kael sighed and obeyed.
“On your belly, Sir.”
Kael looked up into Angel"s expectant face. “You will not fuck me, so don"t even
try. I will whip your arse if you try to go there.”
“Any other stipulations before I start?” Angel raised both eyebrows.
“Yes. Don"t be cheeky.”
Angel laughed. Kael rolled onto his belly. He couldn"t take his eyes off Angel
but was forced to when the boy climbed onto his back and stretched out full-length.
Angel"s semierect cock pressed against his buttocks, feeling warm and very erotic.
Little nibbling kisses began around his neck, and Angel"s sweet breath warmed his
ear. “Daddy, I am the luckiest boy in the world,” he whispered.
And I feel like the luckiest man.
Climbing off, Angel got on his hands and knees beside Kael and began to kiss
and lick his way down Kael"s back and over his buttocks and thighs. Always used to
being in charge, Kael had never had a sub pay attention to his back before, and he
had no idea just how easily stimulated the skin was there. Every kiss, every lick of
Angel"s wet tongue produced an electric jolt that had him panting. The
unexpectedness of the hot, wet tongue laving the skin at the very bottom of his butt
crack made him clench his buttocks and grip handfuls of the bed sheet. His cock
grew thick.
“Oh God,” he moaned. “Oh, oh.”
Angel pushed Kael"s thighs apart and lay on the bed between them, his face
pressed into Kael"s buttocks, licking up and down. The sensation was almost
overwhelming, radiating heat across his buttocks and down his thighs like circular
ripples in a pond. His cock was rock hard and pressed into the bed. Just when he
thought he could take no more, Angel stopped.
“Roll onto your back, Daddy.”
Kael found it easy to obey this time. His cock was thick and dark red with
blood, the veins bulging. Again Angel pushed his thighs apart and lay between
them. Kael raised his head to look down at Angel between his thighs. “Lie back,
Daddy,” he said. Kael obeyed and waited. The strong little tongue began to work,
lapping Kael"s balls in a circular motion. He panted, wanting Angel to take his cock
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in his mouth and suck hard, but he held his tongue, acknowledging that the boy was
doing just fine.
When Angel released Kael"s balls and moved away, he almost yelled at him to
get back down there. Ordering himself to be patient, he waited. Angel crawled up
beside him, straddled his belly and began to lick his nipples in turn, going back and
forth between them. With his sweet pink tongue pointed hard, Angel circled each
areola; then he took the nipple between his teeth, tugging gently. Each time he
licked a circle around the areola and bit on the nipple, he sank his teeth in deeper
and pulled harder. Kael grabbed Angel"s head with both hands, wanting to control
his movements. Angel stopped and looked into his eyes. “Sir, let go. Put your arms
at your sides.” His tone was respectful but firm, and Kael obeyed. Angel continued
the gentle, wonderful torture of his nipples for another few minutes.
While Kael watched, his eyes half closed with burning pleasure, Angel crawled
between his legs again. Remaining on his hands and knees, Angel at last took Kael"s
aching cock deep into his mouth. He sucked hard. Kael felt the sensitive tip bump
against Angel"s throat. He raised his hips off the bed, thrusting upward into Angel"s
mouth. And giving his boy full control, he asked, “When?”
Cold air closed around Kael"s wet cock, and he opened his eyes to see that
Angel had released it and was looking at him quizzically.
“When can I come? Tell me.”
“Anytime you want, Daddy.” He held Kael"s cock by the base and enclosed it in
his hot mouth once again. Up and down he sucked. Kael swore he could actually feel
his cum flow upward from his balls and into his cock, flooding Angel"s mouth. The
heat in his balls and thighs surged outward, spreading over his torso in flames. He
gritted his teeth and released a strangled cry as his back arched up off the bed.
“Holy fuck,” he moaned.
Eyes closed, Kael rolled onto his side, drawing his knees up. It took a long time
for his breathing to slow and become even. The aftermath of his orgasm tingled all
the way to his extremities. Angel lay beside him, and when Kael opened his eyes,
the boy was watching him. “I love you, Daddy,” he said quietly.
Kael opened his arms and pulled Angel into his chest. “You are an amazing
boy.”
Angel snuggled into his neck. Kael stretched past him and pressed the light
switch on the console, sinking them into complete darkness. Angel drew the duvet
up over them.
“Sweetheart, when we met, why did you come with me so willingly when you
had just seen me kill your stepfather?”
“Daddy, I don"t know what you mean.”
“You saw me kill a man in your house, and yet when I told you to come home
with me, you came without question.”
“I trusted you,” Angel said simply. “You said you wouldn"t hurt me. I trusted
you.”
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“Why did you trust me?”
“Daddy, I don"t understand why you"re asking this.”
“I kill people for a living,” Kael whispered. “You know that. I tell you not to ask
questions, and it would be dangerous for you to know any details. But you saw
firsthand what I do.”
“Yes. But they only send you after bad guys, don"t they, Daddy?”
“Yes,” he said, though he had no idea if that was true and he had never cared.
“But the fact is that you saw something you shouldn"t have, and I was supposed to
get rid of you because of it, whether you were good or bad.”
“I know, Daddy. But you couldn"t.”
“That"s true.” At least he couldn"t with Angel. He had killed innocent
bystanders in the past because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
“I guess I knew that. Maybe it was intuition, or maybe I just believed you
when you said you wouldn"t hurt me.”
Kael paused for a long moment, unsure how to phrase the next question. He
couldn"t give Angel any details. “If you were a kid in distress and I said I was going
to come back and rescue you, would you believe me?”
“Daddy?” Angel asked, confused.
“Just answer.”
“Yes. A million times yes. Why do you think Zoe and Amelia like you so much?
You think they just like terrorizing you, don"t you?” He giggled. “But the truth is
that if they were hurt or scared and their dads weren"t around, they"d go to you
before they"d go to me for help even though they really like me.”
“Why?”
“Because they"re smart as hell and they know you"re true to your word and
that you would protect them. You"re so certain of everything, Daddy. They"d feel
safe with you.”
Kael blew out a breath. He had to stop thinking about Ekaterina. “Go to sleep,
sweetheart.”
“I"m so happy you"re home, Daddy. I worry about you when you"re not here. I