Carrick's eyes flared with a black flame. "A back that I'd open with a bullwhip if I thought you were spreading your legs for anyone outside of this house."
A vicious smile appeared on the vampire's lips as his slave clung to him. To Carrick, it was wholly unremarkable to speak of love while inflicting such exquisitely sharp pain.
Another snarl accompanied a burst of supernatural speed as Carrick dragged Hermes upwards, lifting him and pinioning him against the wall. "Then what in all the hells do you want, boy?" he demanded, his normally handsome face transformed into that of a cruel, pale monster. "I've done everything I can to make you happy, make you feel wanted and secure here. Maybe I should have given you a lashing after all."
He thrust his hips forwards again, impaling Hermes on his heavy, thick cock once more.