Morgan’s hands were shaking as he lifted the white sheet off the body. It was such a waste. The young man was a fine specimen, and to think he soon would be taken away, and burned. It felt wrong—wasteful even.
He didn’t have much time, in just a little while this beautiful piece of cold flesh would be gone, forever. Morgan wet his lips, glanced at the door, and bent down to lick the glorious abs. He was already achingly hard. His stubbly chin stroked the pale skin as he opened his mouth to suck the chilled nipple.