Chapter 8
Humiliation burned through Jace, but so did want.
"I said Beg me" Elias repeated, his voice soft but stern.
"Please," Jace breathed. "touch me."
Elias's chuckle was low and dangerous. "Pathetic."
He spun Jace around, pressing his chest against the glass. One hand pinned his wrists above his head, while the other slid down his spine, slipping beneath the waistband of his jeans.
"You thought you could avoid me. Hide from me," Elias growled, grinding his hips into him. "Now you'll know exactly what happens when you run from me."
Jace gasped as Elias's hand wrapped around Jace's cock in his jeans, stroking it with slow, punishing control. "You want to cum already, don't you?" Elias murmured.
"Y-yes."
"You won't."
He stopped and pulled his hand away, unfastening Jace's jeans and yanking them down to his thighs. Jace whimpered at the sudden exposure, the cool air brushing over heated skin.
"You look good like this," Elias said, admiring the view. "Desperate. Weak. Mine."
Without another word, Elias pressed his own hips forward, letting Jace feel how hard he was. He undid his belt slowly, deliberately, letting the leather hiss through the loops.
"Tell me who you belong to."
Jace hesitated.
Elias's hand tangled in his hair and yanked his head back. "Say it."
"You," Jace gasped. "I belong to you."
"Louder."
"I belong to you!"
Satisfied, Elias finally slicked his hand with spit and stroked his cock roughly, his other hand never leaving Jace's throat. "You're going to take every inch of me. No running. No hiding."
Jace's knees buckled slightly. "Yes... please."
The first thrust stole his breath.
Elias didn't ease in his stroke. Hard, deep, claiming him with brutal control. The glass wall rattled faintly with each thrust. Jace moaned helplessly, his hands still pinned, his body forced to submit to the rhythm Elias set.
"You missed this," Elias growled. "You missed this dick inside you, missed being owned."
Jace could only whimper in response, lost in the searing pain-pleasure mix of every movement. His cheek pressed to the cold glass, eyes half-lidded as Elias drove into him harder.
Each thrust was a punishment. Each breath a reminder.
Jace was his.
Elias leaned close, breath hot against Jace's ear. "You only cum when I say so. Not a second before and not a second after"
Jace's legs trembled, and tears pricked at his eyes from the overwhelming sensations. He didn't want to give in, but he couldn't help it-Elias knew his body too well.
Finally, after what felt like hours of denial, Elias's voice dropped to a growl.
"Now."
Jace came with a choked cry, his whole body convulsing.
Elias followed moments later, sinking his teeth into Jace's shoulder as he came hard, spilling deep inside him.
For a long moment, only their ragged breathing filled the night air.
Elias didn't speak. He pulled out slowly, letting Jace slump forward against the glass.
Jace trembled, still dazed. He tries to get up.
"Where are you going? Do you think I'm done with you yet?"
Elias tucked a strand of hair behind Jace's ear, then leaned in. "Next time you won't ignore me. Now on your knees"
Jace dropped to his knees without hesitation, the sting of Elias’s command still fresh in his ears. The rooftop wind licked at his bare skin, but he barely noticed it. He was warm—too warm—from the inside out, his blood buzzing with leftover lust and fear. His thighs trembled from the first round, but Elias wasn’t done with him.
“Good boy,” Elias murmured, voice dark and pleased.
Jace looked up, breath shallow, as Elias slowly stroking his cock which was still hard, thick and glistening . He stroked himself lazily, letting the moment stretch out, eyes fixed on Jace like a predator savoring his prey.
“Open your mouth.”
Jace obeyed, lips parting without a sound.
Elias didn’t ease him in. He gripped Jace’s hair tightly and pushed into his mouth in one smooth thrust. Jace gagged slightly, his throat protesting the intrusion, but Elias didn’t let up. He held Jace’s head in place, slowly pulling out only to thrust in again, setting a punishing rhythm.
“Don’t you dare pull away,” Elias growled. “Take all of it. Every inch of it, Like you were made for this.”
Tears welled at the corners of Jace’s eyes as he worked to breathe through his nose, relaxing his throat, letting Elias use him completely. He could feel the weight of Elias’s control in every motion—in the iron grip on his hair, in the unrelenting thrusts, in the way Elias moaned low and pleased above him.
“You look perfect like this,” Elias hissed. “On your knees, choking on my cock. That’s where you belong, isn’t it?”
Jace moaned around him, the vibrations earning a sharp gasp from Elias.
“Fuck, yes. I love seeing how hard you are for this dick"
Elias pulled out abruptly, leaving Jace gasping, saliva dripping down his chin. But Elias wasn’t done.
" Open up, daddy's not done with you"
Jace jaw is sore but he obeys and opens wider. Elias continues to thrust in harder now. Moans escaping his lips. He continues to thrust till jace mouth can't take it and pulls out.
“Lie back.”
Still catching his breath, Jace obeyed. Elias pushed him flat onto the cool stone floor, lifting his legs and settling between them again. He didn’t waste time. He holds his throbbing cock in his hands and pushed back in with a low growl, sinking into Jace with practiced ease.
“Did you think one round was enough?” Elias gritted out. “You ignore me, for weeks. then act like you’re in control?”
Jace cried out, back arching. His oversensitive body trembled under the intensity, but he didn’t resist.
Elias thrust hard, over and over, claiming him again. His fingers dug into Jace’s thighs, keeping him open, vulnerable. The rooftop echoed with the sounds of skin meeting skin, and Jace’s moans rising into the night.
“Who do you belong to?” Elias demanded.
“You!” Jace sobbed.
“Say it again.”
“You—I belong to you!”
Elias leaned down, teeth grazing Jace’s jaw. “That’s right. Mine to use. Mine to break. Mine to worship.”
Every thrust was deep, brutal, purposeful. Elias was making a statement—with his body, with every drag of his big cock inside Jace.
Jace’s hands clawed at the floor, overwhelmed. His mind spiraled, pleasure and shame blurring until all he could do was feel.
Elias reached down, wrapping his hand around Jace’s thick cock, stroking him fast and hard.
“You don’t cum until I say.”
“I—I can’t—” Jace trembled.
“You will.”
Elias drove into him faster, losing control, a primal growl leaving his throat.
“Now.”
Jace came with a loud, broken cry, his whole body convulsing.
Elias followed with a deep grunt, holding Jace tightly as he spilled inside him once more.
For a long moment, neither of them moved. Their bodies were slick with sweat, breaths ragged.
Elias pulled out slowly, watching Jace collapse onto the floor like a discarded offering.
Jace was barely conscious when Elias leaned in, brushing sweat-soaked hair from his eyes.
“Don't you ever ignore me again,” Elias whispered. “Understand?”
Jace nodded weakly.
Elias kissed him then—slow, possessive—and pulled him into his lap, holding him like something he both conquered and cherished.
“Good,” Elias murmured.