Page 37 of Designation Prey

“How well you took your Daddy, baby,” he says, and Liam’s thumb strokes over his hole, sinking in and pulling out. “That was a hard breeding for your first time. I’m very proud of you. You sobbed and wailed. You struggled and surrendered. Wet twice. Took Daddy’s big knot. I’m proud of you.”

“Daddy?” he gasps, jolting as Liam presses down on his rim. His hole opens. He spills come, feels it leaking out of him in a gush.

“There you go. Not a trace of pink, sweetheart. You took that well, didn’t you?”

His Dominant didn’t let him keep the come. Liam took it from him, forced him to release it. Why didn’t he get to keep it?

Liam gets down to the ground behind him, between his legs. “You’re very sore and red but there’s no tearing. What a puffy little hole you have now. That is so fucking pretty, baby.” He keeps a hand on Daniel’s hole, grounding him or something. “Absolutely perfect,” he says, sounding proud.

Liam stops touching him to undo the straps.

Daniel sobs noisily. Liam isn’t touching his hole, isn’t touching him anywhere and it’s awful.

“I need you,” he begs, reaching behind him as soon as he’s free. And his hole spasms hard, as if his body is trying to find his Dominant’s cock, get it back again, needing him still. “Oh,” Daniel says, and sobs.

“I know, sweetheart. To the bed now.”

Daniel swallows, and his neck stings, throbbing there, too. “My bottom is empty. You promised.”

“Promised? What did I… oh, honey. Do you need a plug?” he asks, sounding surprised. Was Daniel not supposed to want it yet? Maybe Liam didn’t mean it at all?

“I… yes,” he says, the very idea of it filling him with relief and fear. So much fear. But he needs it so much.

Liam kisses his face. “Just a second. I won’t leave the room. I’ll get you a plug, baby,” he reassures, and he goes to the closet, opens a drawer, and comes back with something. “Something gentle and small, sweetheart. You’re quite sore.”

“I’m sorry,” he says uncertainly.

“Don’t be sorry. You’re so submissive and have been so deprived; of course you need a plug.”

Daniel exhales in relief. The plug is cool and heavy as it gets settled inside him. He spasms around it and instantly feels so much better. Safe. He clenches gently, shivering at the sore sting. How can it feel so right to be filled?

Then there’s slick dripping out of him.

“What?”

“It’s a submissive training plug. A special design so you can drip still. I need to know when you’re aroused, sweetheart. No secrets from your Dominant.”

Which means he’ll lose everything. All of his Dominant’s come will be able to leave him. He’d wanted the remnants at least. Daniel sniffles, lost and grief-stricken. “I wanted the come, Daddy.”

“Poor thing. I know. You can’t have that. Not yet. But you can be full if you want.”

“Yes, please,” he says, just in case, worried the plug might get taken from him. “Will I get to keep the come next time, Daddy?”

“Once you get more settled you can keep my come. Right now you need to earn it again and again. That’s going to keep you coming back to me, ensure you stay in a state of heightened arousal and receptiveness. You’ll heal faster, too. It will be easier for you this way, believe it or not.”

He nods in acceptance, even though it isn’t what he wants to hear.

The plug is soothing and good after what he’s just endured, and he needs to focus on that.

Liam lifts him off the bench. Daniel takes a stumbling step to the bed and half sprawls onto it, Liam helping him get comfortable. Liam hauls him into the heat of his body. He’s a furnace and he smells like Dominant. He’s sweaty and pleased. Smug. He rumbles a sound as he keeps Daniel close.

Daniel tips his head back, mouth open, and Liam kisses him, soft and careful.

“You know you were amazing, don’t you? You were so good, Daniel. That was so difficult for you. And you were so beautiful and sweet. So willing, even though it was difficult. Did it hurt, honey?” Liam asks in a low voice and kisses him again.

Daniel sobs and presses closer, kissing his Dominant again and again. “Was I good, Daddy? Really?” That’s the important part.

Did it hurt? He doesn’t even know. It’s so far from an accurate description that it isn’t even worth answering.

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