Page 62 of Designation Prey

Daniel writhes, and then he’s sobbing, and that gets him kissed and praised.

And isn’t that always the point? Isn’t this all Daniel wants in life?

“I’m just yours.”

“That’s right, you are. Only mine. Mine to take care of and mine to use. Mine to love. You’re gonna take a break from your brother, baby. It’s too emotional. You need to recover. Daddy had to pull off the road and fuck you better, didn’t he?”

“I—hum,” Daniel gasps, because his Daddy covers his mouth so he can’t speak.

“Hush, sweetheart. Let Daddy fill you up now. And then you’re gonna rest and sleep but you’ll have an ass full of come and that suits you so well, doesn’t it? Isn’t that how it feels best? How long has it been since Daddy bred you?”

The hand lifts so he can answer. “Too long,” he says.

“Fuck, don’t I know it,” Liam growls and then he’s done talking and instead focuses on using Daniel just as he wants, at getting the angle perfect, the sensation against his cock exactly how he wants it.

“Yes,” Liam hisses and then he’s flooding Daniel with come.

“Knot?” he asks again.

“No, I want you home first. You can fall asleep, baby. I’ll put you to bed and fuck you in the night. It’s going to be a lot, honey. You need to submit.”

Liam pulls out of him and rubs his thumb over Daniel’s twitching hole, the pressure hard enough that he whimpers and writhes, fucking down into the back seat, wishing he could come.

He’s spanked again, sharp and thudding, and then the door closes and he’s left in the back to rest.

Daniel is asleep before they’re back on the highway.

He’s mostly asleep as he’s carried into the house. He’s stripped of his shirt before bed. Clamps are put on his nipples and he whines at the sensation. His hands are cuffed and attached to the bed frame and he’s put on his side to sleep. He knows what that means.

He’ll be fucked soon.

Daniel’s still exhausted but it’s harder to sleep now with his hands cuffed and his nipples throbbing from the clamps. His cock aches in his cage and the bed is too big without his Daddy there. Inside him.

“Sleep, Daniel.”

“I need you. I’m empty,” he says as the covers are pulled up over his naked body.

“Rest. I have a few things to do first.”

“I can’t. Daddy, will you—” His breath hitches. He wants everything. To be fucked, to come, to have the clamps pulled.

Liam waits.

Daniel can feel his Daddy staring down at him.

“What do you want, baby?”

“Anything,” he finally whispers, because it’s true.

His Daddy laughs. “Greedy slut,” he says fondly. The covers are taken down and Daniel writhes, starting to blush in embarrassment at being revealed and exposed. His cock is fondled, his balls roughly pulled until he’s twisting and trying to get away.

But he can’t. And that’s what he needs. To know he’s caught. That things will happen to him and he’ll have to endure. And that it will make his Daddy hard and proud to have him.

“Be a good boy, baby. You’re where I want you, and I’ll use you tonight, won’t I?”

“What if I’m too tired?” he whispers and tries to ride down on his Daddy’s fingers. His Daddy is pinching his taint, rolling the skin between his fingers, and all it’s doing is turning him on. Making him wet.

“That’s not an option, honey. Daddy needs you.”

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