Carrick loved the trembling of the boy, how alive he was under his hands and mouth. The vampire could feel the boy's heartbeat, smell his fear and his arousal; taste the salt on his skin. It was intoxicating.
Finally satisfied at the slave's submission and humiliation, Carrick unfastened the cockring from around the boy's erection. "You can come, slave,"he murmured. "Let it go. Surrender to it. Surrender to me."
His finger pressed deeper inside the boy's body while his other hand squeezed and stroked the hard length of Emrys' cock.