Page 37 of You Will Obey

“Yes, Father,” they said again.

“You are now equal to my children, Somchai, and you hold your place in their hierarchy. I am proud to call you the son of my blood.”

He looked at his brothers and they were smiling down at him. “Thank… you,” he said with some apprehension. It was something I wasn’t expecting him to say. Again, he surprised me.

“Oh, I like him. He isn’t a stubborn ass mule like Noel was,” Donovan said.

“I know you’re not talking?” Noel said.

Donovan stuck his tongue out at Noel and winked.

“You still hold the record for Stupidest-Stubborn-Fuck-to-Ever-Be-Embraced,” Bruce told Donovan.

Dante laughed. “Yeah, I’ve heard those stories.”

Donovan gave him his middle finger. “At least I didn’t get my cock and balls ripped off and shoved down my throat.”

Dante winced. “Damn, did you have to remind me?”

“Jesus,” Marco said, then reached down and grabbed his own semi hard dick and gave it a loving caress.

“Holy shit,” Somchai said, and I snorted.

“That is what you’ve avoided by being gracious,” I said, then took hold of the brand, using my dragon fire to heat it up. Somchai’s eyes widened as he watched me conjure fire from my own body.

“Woah,” he said.

“And now you can do this too,” I said, then let go of the brand. “Bare your neck for me, Somchai.”

He licked his lips and tensed as he turned his head and closed his eyes. I pressed the brand to his neck and he cried out, his face twisted in agony. He almost jerked away, but Bruce put his hands on his shoulders, keeping him in place. His skin sizzled as the brand seared itself into his flesh, smoking in the process. The smell of skin being burned was never a pleasant scent, and I was happy when I was able to pull the iron away. I handed it to Noel, who set it beside the fireplace.

“Awww shit, that hurt like a son of a bitch!” Somchai declared as he covered his brand with his hand.

“Yeah, we’ve all been there,” Bruce said, then patted his shoulder.

“At least you didn’t have to get an older brand cut off your body to make room for the new one,” Noel said.

“It still burns,” Somchai said.

“It will start to simmer down after a few minutes. Let’s have some fun to take your mind off the pain.” I pushed him back onto the pillow, climbed in between his legs, and aimed my cock at Somchai’s lubed hole. I could have given him foreplay, but I wanted my sons to be able to enjoy their time with him before they’d have to return to their duties. Foreplay could wait for another time. Besides, he would get plenty of action.

“Wait, do we reallyneedto do this?” Somchai asked. “Father,” he tacked on when he saw my gaze harden. “And Jesus Christ, why do so many of you have your cocks pierced?” His eyes looked around at all the hard, drooling cocks surrounding him and their pretty jewelry. His brown gazed settled on my own pierced pride and joy.

“You’ll probably get piercings too. Our Father likes to dazzle up his boys,” Noel said with a snort. I tossed him an annoyed glance before returning my attention to Somchai.

“I will?” Somchai asked anyone willing to answer.

I sighed, because I didn’t like all of these distractions when my cock was this close to a tight hole. “To answer your question, you will also be pierced, because it’s not only attractive, but it adds to the pleasure when you fuck others. You’ll learn that soon enough because you will be fucked by me and your brothers. You’ll live forever, Somchai, and will spend centuries with me until I deem you ready to take over your own House. We’re going to be fucking every day, and furthermore, you need to feed on a man’s essence.”

“What’s that, Sire?” Somchai asked. Good, he was catching on.

“Nut juice, boy,” Marco answered.

“That pearly milk,” Donovan added.

“Baby batter,” Bruce chimed in.

“I prefer ball batter,” Derek said.