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Story: Master of Pain

Those are the only words tonight that really matter to me. My loyalty is his and his family’s, but Dante…I would go against his entire family if it meant protecting him. And if that’s ever needed in the future, I’ll do it without hesitation.

We’re tugged off the bench and led into the back room. It’s glowing with candlelight, and a four-poster bed has been made up just for us.

Dante grabs me by the front of my pants and pulls me over to the bed the second we’re alone.

“Your cock is already hard, puppy,” he croons. “Just for me?”

My body rushes with heat as I crawl into the bed with him, sliding on top of him as he lies on his back.

“Just for you, my crow, my master,” I whisper to him.

My blood feels electric in my veins. I can’t help but ignore the still-dripping cut on my chest and dive into his mouth.

Dante growls into my kiss and flips us over so quickly that I gasp into his mouth.

“Sorry, is that too—” he starts. He’s been careful with me because of my shoulder.

“Shut up. You don’t need to be careful with me,” I tell him breathlessly. “I need you…I want you. Take me.”

Dante’s eyes flash with dominance and affection as he pins me to the bed with his body, shoving his tongue into my mouth the second our lips collide once more.

I don’t care that there are people in the other room.

I don’t care that they all know what’s happening.

All I care about is being close to Dante.

“God, I want to feel you everywhere,” I groan against his mouth as his tongue slips out and licks my lips. Everything is already wet and hot.

“Mmm, baby…I want to taste you, touch you…everywhere. You have me,” he husks. He kisses down my jawline to my neck. His hand slides to my throat, and my dick gets even harder.

I rock my hips up against him, feeling our hard cocks rub against each other through our matching thin pants.

“I’m so hard for you,” I gasp.

Dante growls into my shoulder and squeezes my neck tighter. I whimper and buck my hips up against him harder.

“Fuck, I want my cock inside you,” Dante tells me.

I feel my asshole quiver as I slide my hand up into his hair, pulling him closer. “Please fuck me.”

“Are you sure?” he asks as he kisses up to my ear. “You want my cock inside you, angel?”

He slides his other hand down and into my pants, grabbing my ass tightly.

I struggle against his hold on my neck, which only makes him hold me down tighter, sending a rush through me.

The blood on our chests smears as I squirm up against him.

“I want your cock, Dante,” I choke out.

“Fuck,” he growls, and nips my ear. He starts kissing back down until he gets to my neck, where bites me,hard. So hard that I cry out and arch my back up against him.

“Mark me! I’m yours!” I hold onto him tighter, digging my nails into his scalp, and he groans against my throat, leaving bites everywhere his hand isn’t holding.

Finally his hand leaves my neck and slides down my body. He wipes along the blood on our chests as he brings his hand down to my ass. I gasp as he slides his hand between my cheeks and presses his blood-coated middle finger against my hole.

“Ahh, fuck.” I tilt my head back.