He glanced at the bedroom door. XXX Ian’s face was frozen in pain, tears still streaming, and his hair becoming matted in strands over his wet cheeks and mouth. He didn’t take any time to prepare the boy before leaning over him, Ian’s wrists gripped tightly in his hands. “That’s it, baby, take me in. He worked Ian’s slacks open, only met with weak resistance from Ian’s hand, but he pinned them both over Ian’s head with one of his own hands. Tell me, little brother, what do you think I’m planning to do with you?”
Ian’s lips pursed and he stared at the floor. “You’re just precious. “Nothing? The boy’s cries became silent as Silas’s pace picked up. Do you know how dull this would be if you never even tried to fight me?”
Ian didn’t appear to be listening as he lay on the floor, rubbing the back of his head.
