Chapter 63
“As for fidelity, no O’Shea has ever betrayed their fated mate once they met. Even if their destined love belonged to another whom they refused to leave, an O’Shea would be faithful to them until death and beyond. My own mother, widowed while she was still a young woman of thirty-two, never looked at another man.
“Infidelity is not in our make-up. I thought it would be different for me. As a Murphy and my father’s son, I did not expect to inherit as much of the O’Shea as I did. Yet, some of the traits showed themselves as soon as my father passed. Even so, as a gay man, I did not look for or expect to find the one love. Nevertheless, yesterday, when I first laid eyes on you, Sir, it struck.
“I will never willingly leave you, Sir. Another’s touch would be as abhorrent to me as it was to my mother. I cannot guarantee no one will touch me from this day forward. Even so, I can swear the only way someone would touch me would be by force, and if I were physically overtaken I would fight back, Sir. I would never willingly succumb. I am not asking you to lower your standards for my sake. I want you to know I would never betray you by choice.”
Brian finished his speech and lowered his eyes. He prostrated himself at Bear’s feet, completely flat on the rug with his hands and legs spread. It was at that moment that Brian stoically accepted his fate. Having a bit of the sight, he knew somehow, somewhere, an unseen enemy waited to bring them down. He felt it as a black cloud overlaying his joy. This man wished them great harm. He would not be satisfied until he took all that was precious away from them. Unless they learned to trust each other over the next few days, the person would succeed.
I won’t have Bear for long, Brian thought. He spent his time praying for the grace to accept what was to come. They would not be able to avoid this confrontation. It would come in its own time, no matter what he tried to do to prevent it.
Tears came to Bear’s eyes at Brian’s complete submission. He prayed he could find it in himself to learn to trust this boy as much as he loved him. It would be difficult, but for this boy he would try. Until that time, he wouldn’t say the words to him aloud.
“Brian, you are mine. You are bound to me, heart, mind, body, and soul,” Bear whispered.
Brian lifted his head and repeated the old words, “I am to you as you are to me. What you have asked, so let it be.” Bear scooped Brian up in his arms and for the second time that day, carried him up the stairs.
They rounded the corner at the landing, but this time instead of entering what Brian thought of as his room, Bear opened the door on the other side of the sitting room. It was the Master’s Suite and it screamed Donald’s name.
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Bear placed Brian down on the bed and began to uncover his prize. The loose gauze of the tunic and linen drawstring pants left little to the imagination. Bear moved his huge hands down his boy’s body, attempting to memorize each curve and crevice.
Brian was lean, but well formed. His stomach was flat and his six-pack defined, but not to the extent it cried out gym bunny.
Despite the glorious display of platinum hair on his head, his chest was almost devoid of hair. His pubic area was well shaved, as he had been instructed.
He smelled of the London Scent of Sandalwood and Spice Bear had chosen to be his “someday” boy’s fragrance. Even so, underneath, he smelled of Brian and desire. Bear decided he was going to have a signature scent designed for him and this boy to wear which would be only theirs to share.
Brian lay on the top of the covers still and awaiting his Sir’s pleasure. He is well trained, Bear mused. He knew enough not to take liberties Bear didn’t specifically grant. Yet, he offered the full use of his own body for Bear to take at his leisure.
Bear planned to surprise his Brian this evening. His blueprint for tonight differed from the one his new submissive anticipated.
Bear intended to seduce Brian into complete and utter servitude, so he would never even desire to stray or want to be anywhere other than here, in Bear’s home and Bear’s bed.
Master Bear was apprehensive. He had already invested a great deal of emotion in Brian. In fact, as he admitted to Reed, he needed the boy. He was well and truly caught in the love trap and had to make certain he was not in this alone.