Chapter 3

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As Zeke swallowed the pill he looked at his husband in confusion. He didn't understand what he meant yet. Until minutes started passing achingly slow. The pills were in effect and Zeke said nothing. He felt his body heat up, and his need for sex started building low in his stomach. He squirmed in his bonds, as his breaths become short pants. This continued and only worsen over time, he couldn't stand it. Have his husband right there, and have him not do something about it.

"Justin.." He called out weakly to the man towering over him.

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"Do you need something Zeke? I might be able to help you, but I don't know if I love you enough for me to actually do something about it." Justin chuckled. Clearly, Justin lost all sense of sympathy and even his emotional feelings towards the blond. It wasn't like Justin didn't love Zeke, but it was a risk he is willing to take to make his husband realize what he wanted. This marriage or the divorce.

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Zeke called out his partner's name over and over again while squirming on the bed. The blond eyes pricked with tears as he locked eyes with the man. His soft pale lips quivered as he searches for the right words to say to the man.

"Justin… Please... I- I can't… Help me... Please my body feels so hot."

Zeke stuttered over his words trying his best not to break down into full-blown tears, but it was too late. The dam flowed right over his slightly swollen cheeks.

"Justin please" He cried.

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Justin leaned over Zeke and gave his cheek a light peak. He knew it was swollen but it will send a light shock to Zeke's body, intensifying the action of the drug.

Cruelly he spoke "Stop crying, my love… Oh wait, I forgot I am not your love anymore. For you to start and continue on cheating, you loved the other man. Maybe I should probably get him over here and show him the current state you are in, just for me."

As if his words weren't already hurting Zeke's feelings he wanted to also break his body. Maybe start with the teasing and torturing. Justin trailed his hands lightly over the blond hips.

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Zeke shivered beneath the man's touch. It was torture not having what he wanted immediately. Justin would normally take any chance he got to have sex with Zeke because he was always away on business. But this time Justin made no effort to help him out. But wasn't that the point?

"Justin p- please" Zeke continued to cry out and squirm. "Please love help me… Touch me… Please anything…"

The blond looked so weak squirming around and begging for his husband's touch. His lips trembled as he glares at Justin.

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Justin was quite glad that the blond laid naked in bed. The vulnerability Zeke have to endure because this wasn't about to be easy for him.

"Well, it is a good thing I chained you up. You probably would have pounced at me." Justin gave a bitter chuckle.

He stepped even closer to Zeke and stroke his cheek, giving him a little warm touch to reflect on what he nearly lost from his actions.

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The blond swallowed the salvia that started to build up in his mouth. He looked at his angry husband with the same teary gaze from the incident. He was truly vulnerable and the drug effects only continued to worsen. He became turned on and overly sensitive. The little touch of the man's hand on his cheek made his body heat up even more.

"Please Justin, help me" Zeke whispered.

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Justin trailed his hands down to Zeke's cock, lightly gripping it.

"You really want me to help you?" Before giving Zeke a chance to respond Justin continued. "Maybe I shouldn't because you couldn't help yourself to wait for me until I got home."

Justin's face had no emotion, but inside he was boiling with rage ready to snap at any moment.

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Zeke knew he didn't deserve his husband's help to wear off the drugs he had administered. Zeke didn't know how many minutes had passed but it was surely too long for him. He felt hot and needy, the longer he was teased the more unbearable it was.

"Please, please, please make it stop! Just make it stop!" Zeke screamed when Justin's hands were on his cock. Zeke tried to thrust his hips into his hand trying to calm his nerves, but he was bonded too tightly to even move.

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Justin felt that Zeke was at his limit. He uncured his legs and kneeled between his legs.

"You want me to be inside you, Zeke?"

From this angle, Justin couldn't resist Zeke any longer. Although he was mad, there was the same spark that happened right before he took his bride. The lust overpowered Justin's anger. If the blond wanted him, he would take him. He would take him and make him feel his anger.

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The blond thought for an instant of striking Justin from the anger that settles inside of him. How ridiculous he was being. Even with what little strength he had he could have kicked his husband, but he didn't. Instead, he nodded his head several times yes. He wanted his husband inside of him, he wanted that man's warm embrace so badly.

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Justin knew he could just make him suffer, but he was pent up too and he was not about to take another cold shower to wear it off. Every business trip he took freezing cold showers whenever he thought of his husband, pure torture. He removed his pants and boxers, stroking himself in front of his bonded cheating husband.

"You probably don't even need to be prepare, since you're dripping right now."

He leaned down, hesitating on kissing the man. For crying out loud, he was bound to the man by law, so he kissed him. Even if his husband didn't want him to.

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Zeke swallowed his protest to Justin's comment. Had Justin gone mad after what he had done? Surely he was joking and a terrible joke in fact. There was no way he could enter him without preparation.

"Justin…" He whined softly.

As the blond whined, he became silenced by the kiss. The kiss alone drove him wild and his mind spinning if he wasn't already on the Aphrodite pill.

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The man knew he can't enter his husband, regardless of how dripping he is, it will still hurt and he already has done enough pain to him. Not as much pain as he suffered himself but physically, yes. Justin slowly thrust his fingers inside of his man.

"You're burning up inside here. If I thrust right inside of you, I'll come instantly."

What he told his husband wasn't a lie, he knew his husband got turned on to this kind of stuff.