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The boy came alive when he was freed from his shackles. He could feel the pleasure coursing through his new subject's body, surging through him like a jolts of electricity. At this point, Alucard was hardly doing much. Alex was doing most of the work now, and it impressed the knight. The boy was bouncing on his cock so greedily and hungrily. He was begging to be taken and moaning for sweet bliss. It was like the song of an angel to Alucard's ears. The tyrant continued to grind his cock into the boy, letting him bounce on it as he started to move his hands all over his body.
Alucard wanted the boy to know that he belonged to the knight now. His strong hands molested his sleek body, groping and digging into every inch of his flesh. His long, frigid tongue traced his neck, sucking on it while letting out primal, aggressive growls. Alucard didn't want the boy to not only feel owned, but to feel desired and wanted. He wanted the boy to know how much he wanted his sweet, sexy body, so that even though the boy knew he was property of Alucard, he wasn't disposable, he was truly treasured by the man.
The stones rattled as Alex came hard, his cum splashing all over his smooth, fit chest. Alucard desperately held onto his rocks, not wanting to breed the boy just yet. As Alex's climax slowed down, Alucard took control of the boy. He turned him around on his stiff cock. He leaned in and kissed the boy, reaching into his mouth with his tongue, swirling it around. Alucard made out with the boy as lustfully and passionately as he could, grinding his hard cock into his rear as he held him close. He could sense the boy's loyalty. It was fierce. The queen was stupid to throw away such an amazing warrior. Alucard was sure not to make the same mistake.
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