Chapter 33
“Yes, I did choose you.”
Aden dragged the chain to lay it down the length of Darren’s spine and between his cheeks, the cold links drawing fresh shivers to Darren’s flesh. “Don’t forget that.” He wound the chains farther up, looping around Darren’s cock before pulling back so that the wet tip dragged over the soft blanket. “Even when you think I’m being a bastard—because I can be, trust me—don’t forget it.”
“I won’t,” Darren promised quickly. He barely got the word out before the chain tightened around his shaft. The links were warming against his heated flesh, and the chain would feel like an extension of his own body. “And I can handle a bit of bastardry.”