Those words managed to get Lindsey to make a growling noise and he actually bit down, hard, in one pectoral muscle. He sucked lightly at the gush of blood that welled out, but he soon drew back again and allowed the wound to bleed or heal as it would. "You're merely the appetizer, boy. And a reminder of who owns you." He squeezed Dean's cock hard once through the jeans then moved to start undoing the denim. "You're mine!"