What kind of life is forever? Part 6

A smile crossed Kadrin's features as the memory of Raph's pain wracked scream ran across his memory.  It wasn't often he elicited more than a muffled sob anymore.  The boy had grown far too accustomed to his brutal attentions.  The renewed hardness of his length was proof enough of that.  Holding Raphael back against his still clothed torso, kneeling in the blood marring his kitchen floor, the ...