just pounce on him. But then again, even if Tyler didn’t willingly offer up his ass, it wouldn’t take all that much effort on Blessed’s part to make him give it up. The guy was fucking huge. He could toss Tyler around like a rag doll.
Reluctantly, he uncrossed his legs, got on his knees, and turned away from Blessed.
“Bend over.”
Again, Tyler felt he really had no choice. He dropped down into doggy position. Sadly, it had always been one of his favorite ways to give or to get sex. After this, he probably would never enjoy it again. But then again, it wasn’t likely he was going to get with another human. Or maybe he would. For all he knew Blessed had a whole bunch of human slaves. Maybe he was a real kinky freak who liked to make all his slaves fuck for his amusement.
When he felt Blessed’s massive hands against his buttocks, he tensed.
“Relax. I said I will not hurt you. I will hold to my word.” Blessed massaged Tyler’s buttocks gently. “You enjoyed the probe on the stage.”
“I thought I was dreaming.”
“Of being sold?”
“Yeah. My dreams can get pretty wild.”
“Relax and let me look at you. I will do no more than look.” After a long pause, Blessed added, “I swear to this on my honor.”
Since trust had to start somewhere, Tyler decided to go with his gut and allow Blessed to examine him. The man was a warrior after all, and it was pretty clear after the initial need to put Tyler in his place, he wasn’t a simpleminded bully. Besides, maybe once he realized they simply weren’t compatible, he would let Tyler go. Or at least find something else for him to do rather than be his sex toy.
Tyler relaxed and allowed Blessed to part his cheeks. He waited, wondering what was going through the warrior’s mind. Did he think he’d been ripped off by the auctioneer? Tyler flashed to what he’d done on stage. No wonder Blessed thought he’d love to have something, anything, up his ass. He’d practically danced around after the probe had been put in there, and he didn’t think he’d ever come so hard. Or so much.
“You are very small.”
Blessed’s breath caressed Tyler’s buttocks and teased his hole, sharpening his awareness to that one very tiny spot on his body. He waited for Blessed to release him, but he didn’t. Just what in the world was he thinking?
“I want—”
Tyler waited for Blessed to finish, but when he didn’t, Tyler looked back over his shoulder. Blessed’s face was scrunched up as if he were searching desperately for something to say. But what?
“I would like to taste you.”
The memories of Blessed’s long, pointy teeth tightened Tyler’s ass right back up.
Blessed frowned at his reaction and then narrowed his eyes. “I meant to lick, not to bite.”
“Oh.” Tyler faced the top of the bed again. He thought that maybe Blessed was trying seduction rather than outright force. “If I ask you to stop, will you?”
A long beat of silence made him look back.
“You are very demanding for a slave.”
“I asked. I didn’t demand.”
Blessed sighed. “I will cease if you do not like what I do.”
“Okay, then.” Tyler turned away, waiting for contact. When it came, he was woefully unprepared for the sheer pleasure of Blessed’s gentle licking. God, his touch was like velvet as he slipped his tongue around in a circle. Tyler looked back and realized that Blessed’s tongue was very long and pink. It looked like a human tongue, if not a bit more pointed, and the color was different, but it matched Blessed’s coloring. And then he slid his tongue up Tyler’s ass, making him close his eyes and utter a sound that he didn’t think he’d ever made before. It was a cross between a cry of surrender and one that begged for more. It was like having a very long, flexible cock up his ass that instinctively knew all the hot spots. When Blessed removed his talented tongue, Tyler turned to see what was wrong because he sure as hell hadn’t asked him to