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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“Thinking about running away, toy?”

Gabriel’s body instinctively tensed and he knew straight away it was Viktor. It startled him to realize that he’d been deep in his mind and hadn’t even heard the door open. He turned his head and looked up over his shoulder at Viktor standing before him. Viktor seemed more intimidating now, a large but trim, muscular man standing above him, the light reflecting off his face in a harsh shadow. Gabriel couldn’t form words, so he shook his head no.

A low, husky chuckle rumbled out of Viktor, making Gabriel’s stomach flutter. At that moment, all he could do was sit frozen and stare up at his captor.

“You’re a smart boy.” Viktor’s big hand reached for him and Gabriel flinched and shut his eyes, feeling as his hand settled in his hair. He waited for stinging pain in his scalp, but instead he felt tingling pleasure as Viktor’s fingers tangled in his dark waves. “You know better than that.”

Gabriel opened his eyes and watched him. Viktor’s touch was oddly comforting and he almost didn’t want it to stop.

“Come inside. It’s time for dinner.” Viktor offered his hand, and Gabriel glanced at his palm for a few seconds before taking it.

As Viktor pulled him up to his feet, Gabriel was careful not to put too much pressure on his ankle, though at this point it was more out of habit than anything, because it didn’t hurt as much anymore. Gabriel then glanced at the bald guard who’d been watching him. The man still had his eyes on him, brows drawn in, upper lip curled. Due to the lack of light, Gabriel couldn’t exactly read his expression. Was it anger? Disgust? Or was Gabriel just overwhelmed by the fact that everyone here was an enemy who worked for his captor? Everything was in Viktor’s hands, including his life.

Gabriel looked away and let Viktor lead him, still holding his hand, into the house. Viktor shut the door behind them before taking him through the foyer and living room to the dining area. The aroma of herbs and spices stole Gabriel’s attention. Sasha was standing by the table, setting down plates on the smooth wooden surface.

Gabriel took his seat at the table—the one he’d sat in before—while Viktor took the one across from him. Keeping his eyes down, he stared at his food as he ate. There was something intense about the way Viktor watched him, and Gabriel couldn’t meet his gaze. Viktor’s power and autonomy over him filled him with a sense of dread, and he felt hopeless at the loss of control over his own life.

After finishing dinner, Gabriel sat on the sofa and watched TV as it played on low. Viktor had left the room the moment he’d finished his meal, and Gabriel guessed it was because he had important mob related matters to focus on. That, or he wanted to give Gabriel more space. Even Sasha wasn’t in here with him, and it allowed him to relax.

If he closed his eyes and only focused on what was playing on the TV, it was almost like being back home. When he opened his eyes, however, he was reminded of the fact that he was far from it. And his solitude didn’t last very long either. About an hour in, Viktor walked into the living room, switched off the flat-screen TV, and then took his hand. Without a single word, Gabriel stood and walked with Viktor out of the living room and down the hall toward the master bedroom.

Nerves fluttered in Gabriel’s stomach. He’d slept in there the night before, and he’d been alone too, but that didn’t stop the flurry of emotions from being let loose inside him. What would the night bring? Was Viktor going to... Gabriel released a breath. He didn’t want to think about it. What the hell was wrong with him anyway? He’d already sucked Viktor off numerous times before, and he was no virgin. Yet the unspoken fact that Viktor was going to fuck him eventually made him feel nervous, as though he was one all over again.

Once inside the bedroom, Viktor shut the door and looked at Gabriel. “Take off your clothes.”

For a second, Gabriel stared at him. He didn’t move, just stood in the middle of the room and waited. But for what? For Viktor to grow mad and rip off his clothes?

“Didn’t you hear me?” Viktor asked.

Gabriel glanced down at his T-shirt, and grasping the bottom of it, he pulled the fabric up and over his shoulders. Cool air hit his bare chest and he felt his nipples perk up as he set the shirt on the edge of the mattress. Keeping his eyes lowered, he took off his jeans, then slowly removed his underwear before setting them both on the bed too.

When Gabriel lifted his head and looked at Viktor again, he froze. Viktor’s eyes were on his naked body, roaming from top to bottom. His stare was like that of a hungry man... or a beast. Either way, Gabriel was bracing himself for whatever would happen next.

Gabriel had already decided he wouldn’t fight him. Viktor was bigger and stronger and could overpower him so easily it was almost laughable. At least if Gabriel spread his legs and just took it, Viktor wouldn’t find the need to hurt him. Despite that, Gabriel’s body was tense and didn’t want to listen to his logic. Everything about this felt primal, and it was his instincts that took over.

“Get into bed,” Viktor said.

Gabriel quietly obeyed.

Viktor took off his shirt. The bulky, muscular arms and chest that were usually hidden under fabric were now bare for Gabriel to see. His attention slid to Viktor’s sharp set of abs and then shamelessly lowered to his crotch. Gabriel pulled his eyes back up to look at Viktor’s firm pecs, and he didn’t know whether to be afraid or turned on by all that he saw. It was scary to think Viktor could use those same muscles to hit him. To hurt him. Kill him. At the same time, it was a display of strength and health in a man, and Gabriel couldn’t help but find the sight of it arousing.

All the while, Viktor watched him with that same intense gaze. Gabriel looked away and stared at the bedding as he listened to Viktor remove his jeans. There was a click and the room fell into darkness. Then there was another click and warm yellow light glowed from a lamp on the bedside table. Gabriel felt the weight of Viktor’s body on the mattress as he joined him in bed.

“Come here,” Viktor murmured before taking hold of Gabriel’s hair and pushing his head down. “I want to see that pretty mouth on me.”

Electricity shot from Gabriel’s stomach to his groin, and he stared at Viktor’s crotch, the bulge in his underwear large and pressing sideways inside it.

Viktor shoved him further down, and Gabriel’s lips pressed against his thick length. Gabriel sucked through the fabric, and when he lifted his head slightly, he saw a wet patch forming where the head of Viktor’s cock was.

Gabriel pulled Viktor’s underwear down and took out his hard cock. It felt warm and heavy in his hand as he slowly stroked it from base to tip. Viktor’s grip on his hair loosened as Gabriel wrapped his lips around the head and sucked on his cock, listening to Viktor groan above him.

“That’s it.” Viktor thrust up into his mouth, making him gag. Gabriel couldn’t help but pull his mouth away so he could breathe. He panted, feeling saliva hit his chin.

“Get back here,” Viktor growled, guiding his dick back into his mouth. Gabriel obediently parted his lips and fluttered his eyes shut, feeling the hot and heavy length fill his mouth before he began to suck him harder.

“Good boy,” Viktor murmured.

A strange feeling filled Gabriel. His cock jumped to life at the praise and he was rock solid in a matter of seconds. Hearing Viktor speak to him in a low husky voice full of lust excited Gabriel. It made him feel like he was doing something right, that Viktor was pleased with him.

Shutting his eyes and holding the base of Viktor’s cock, Gabriel slipped his other hand under the duvet and slowly started stroking himself as he continued bobbing his head. He whimpered at the sting in his scalp when Viktor pulled his hair, but otherwise didn’t stop. Not even when Viktor started thrusting into his mouth. Gabriel endured each stroke, even when tears gathered in his eyes and he was on the verge of breathlessness.

“Fuck,” Viktor growled, and pulled out before warm semen hit Gabriel’s tongue and throat in thick spurts. He swallowed every drop before collapsing to the bed, feeling dazed and spent as his orgasm spasmed out of him. Keeping his eyes closed, he panted and moved his hand away from his softening dick. For a few seconds Gabriel’s mind was empty, though it didn’t last long.

It felt twisted for him to get off on having his mouth used by his captor. Gabriel hadn’t been here for long, but it felt like Viktor had already messed him up somehow in such a short span of time. That would probably explain why he was so eager to open his mouth for Viktor and to submit to him. But then again, when he thought back to the other guys he’d been with in the past, he’d always enjoyed giving pleasure. But to enjoy doing this with Viktor ? With the man who had kidnapped him and had planned to kill him? It felt wrong . And what was worse was that Gabriel knew deep down he’d enjoyed having Viktor’s dick in his mouth.

He wasn’t supposed to like any of this when it was his captor doing it to him, he knew that, but his body didn’t feel the same way. A strange feeling bubbled up inside his stomach, almost like it was about to burst. He didn’t quite know how to feel about it. Confused? Anxious? Angry at himself? Turned on that Viktor had so effortlessly turned him into his toy, his personal slut?

Gabriel opened his eyes and looked into his sticky palm. At least he had come into his hand and hadn’t soiled the bedsheets. Viktor hadn’t said anything about not getting them dirty, but Gabriel wasn’t taking any chances. He didn’t want to risk getting himself into trouble, especially when Viktor could easily hurt him over anything . And Gabriel wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop him.

When Gabriel lifted his head to look up at Viktor, his heart stuttered. Viktor had been watching him the entire time. His dark brows were furrowed, and his blue eyes appeared darker in the low light. Had Gabriel done something to anger him?

“I-I’m sorry,” Gabriel said.

“Get cleaned up,” Viktor said. He didn’t touch Gabriel, and his face began to relax.

Nodding, Gabriel slipped out of bed and walked toward the connecting bathroom, feeling Viktor’s eyes on his ass as he went. His heartbeat quickened. Was Viktor lusting after his ass next?

Leaving the door open, Gabriel stepped inside and washed his hands before using a damp cloth to wipe down his firm, flat stomach where stickiness remained. After brushing his teeth, he made his way back to Viktor, and keeping his eyes off his captor, he climbed into bed beside him, feeling warmth embrace him.

Lying on his side, Gabriel couldn’t help but glance at Viktor. They made eye contact and Gabriel looked down at the mattress.

“Don’t act all shy now, toy,” Viktor said, a tinge of humor in his tone.

“I’m not,” Gabriel mumbled.

After brief silence, Viktor said, “Go to sleep.”

Gabriel lifted his head and watched as Viktor leaned over and clicked off the lamp, leaving them in darkness.

The mattress dipped and Gabriel listened to the rustle of sheets as Viktor settled on his back. With the little shimmer of moonlight seeping into the bedroom through the windows, all Gabriel could do was lie completely still and stare at Viktor, who now had his eyes closed and appeared calm in demeanor. It was enough for Gabriel to be sure that Viktor didn’t expect anything else from him tonight.

Relaxing his shoulders, Gabriel closed his eyes and let himself drift.