Page 38 of Madness & Mercy (Deadly Sins #1)

NICO

“Ruin me, Nico… tear me apart, make me yours forever.”

Those words are like a red hot brand against my skin. I growl, my cock throbbing in my pants. I pin him to the bed, my hands gripping his hips, hauling him flush against me. He squirms, his body arching into mine, desperate for more.

"You think you can hide from me, piccolino?" I growl, my teeth grazing the shell of his ear. "I won’t let you."

He shudders beneath me, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I drag my hand up under his shirt, my fingers splayed across his bare skin, feeling the rapid pulse of his heart. I trace every inch of him, my touch leaving goosebumps in its wake.

He tries to twist away, but I clamp his wrists above his head, holding him down. I grind my hips against his, my cock pressing into his thigh. He whimpers, his body trembling beneath me.

"Say it," I rasp. "Tell me you want me. Tell me you love me while I make you lose your damn mind.”

He arches into me, his hips rocking against mine, seeking friction.

I lean down, my lips trailing hot kisses along his jaw, down his neck.

My hand trails lower, brushing against his bare cock.

He shudders, a soft moan escaping his lips.

I grin, loving the effect I have on him.

I palm him, feeling his length twitch under my touch.

"Fuck," he groans, his hips bucking up into my hand. I chuckle, low and deep, as I start to stroke him. His cock throbs in my grip, getting harder by the second.

"Come on, piccolino," I whisper, my voice low and rough with desire. "I wanna hear you say it. Use your words for me.”

He groans, his head falling back against the pillow.

"I love you, you bastard," Julian growls, his voice rough with desperation. "Now hurry up and fuck me."

I chuckle darkly, sinking down between his spread thighs. "Say it again, amore mio."

"I love—“

He doesn't finish, his words dissolving into a low moan as I lick a long stripe up his cock. I savor the taste, the way he twitches against my tongue.

"Again.”

Julian is panting now, hips bucking up towards my face. "I love you, Nico. Fuck, I need more."

I smirk, blowing gently on his dripping tip.

"You're mine. Every inch of this perfect body belongs to me."

To prove my point, I dive in, pressing my tongue hard against his hole. Julian cries out, his back arching off the bed as I lap at him hungrily. I tongue-fuck him deep, relishing the way he clenches around me.

"Fuck, Nico," he whimpers, voice high and thin. "So fucking good."

I double my efforts. He tastes fucking divine. My dick throbs, aching to be inside him, but I force myself to focus on pleasuring him.

I pull back just enough to spit on my fingers, working them into his hole alongside my tongue. He gasps at the intrusion.

"That's it, amore mio," I purr, scissoring my fingers inside him. "Take it like a good boy. Show me how much you need my cock."

Julian is babbling now, a stream of filthy pleas and moans spilling from his lips.

After a few more thrusts of my fingers, I remove them entirely. Julian whines at the loss, hips rolling up to chase my touch.

"Shh," I soothe, pressing a kiss to his inner thigh. "I’ve got you."

Julian shivers, dropping back down onto the mattress. His chest rises and falls rapidly as he tries to calm his breathing, a light sheen of sweat coating his skin.

I stand, taking in the sight of him. His cock twitches against his stomach, still hard and aching.

"Do you want to be blindfolded, Julian?" I ask, tracing along his thigh. "Handcuffed to the bed so you can't move?"

Julian swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. A tremor runs through him at my words, equal parts fear and anticipation.

"I... yes," he breathes finally, meeting my gaze.

I flash a wicked grin at his words. "Good boy," I purr approvingly, giving his hip a light slap. "Such an eager little puttano."

I rummage through the bedside drawer, pulling out a black silk blindfold and a pair of padded cuffs. Julian watches me with bated breath, his pulse jumping rapidly in his throat.

"Turn over," I command, helping him flip onto his stomach. He goes willingly, skin sliding deliciously against mine. I lean down to nip at his shoulder, soothing the sting with my tongue.

"Hands above your head," I instruct, securing the cuffs around his wrists and attaching them to the headboard. Julian tests them experimentally, tugging lightly. They hold fast, leaving him completely helpless.

I make quick work of the blindfold next, tying it snugly over his eyes. He looks wrecked already, writhing slightly against the cuffs.

"Comfortable?" I check, trailing my fingers down his spine. Julian shivers, a breathy moan escaping him.

"Please," he whispers, arching into my touch. "Please, Nico...”

I chuckle darkly, giving his ass a firm squeeze. "Patience, piccolino. I'm gonna take such good care of you."

I grab the bottle of lube, slicking up my fingers. Julian tenses slightly as I trail them along his ass, teasing his hole. Then I press one inside, swallowing his choked gasp with a deep kiss.

"Relax," I coo against his lips, my finger pumping slowly. "That’s it. You're being such a good boy for me."

Julian whimpers, clenching greedily around my finger as I work a second inside.

I curl my fingers just right, rubbing firmly against his prostate. Julian jerks like he's been shocked, crying out brokenly. I work him like that for a few moments, reducing him to a writhing, incoherent mess before pulling away.

"Fuck, Julian," I growl, grabbing my cock and giving it a few strokes. "You're so fucking sexy."

Julian just moans, his hips twitching in a desperate plea for more. I grin, grabbing his hips and positioning myself at his entrance.

"Beg for it," I demand, pressing the tip inside. "Beg me to fuck you senseless."

"Please, Nico," he whimpers, his voice shaking. "I want your cock. I want you to fuck me raw and fill me up inside. Please, fuck me like you mean it. I'll be so good for you, I promise. Just please..."

The desperation in his voice sends a thrill racing through me. I grip his hips harder, fingers digging into soft skin as I thrust in hard, burying myself balls-deep in one go. Julian lets out a choked sob. Fuck, he feels incredible—hot and tight and perfect.

I set a punishing pace, fucking into him with long, brutal strokes. The sound of Julian's desperate moans fill the room. His skin is flushed and damp with sweat, sticking to mine deliciously.

"You're so fucking hot," I growl, leaning down to nip at his earlobe. "Taking my cock like you were made for it. Such a good boy for me."

Julian lets out a greedy moan, his back arching to push his ass further against me. "Nico, please... I need more. Fuck me harder!”

I smirk, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. Julian cries out, straining against the cuffs. I set a brutal pace, each thrust hitting him just right. The wet slap of skin on skin echoes obscenely through the room.

"Look at you," I pant, angling to watch my cock disappear into his stretched hole over and over. "You take me so well."

Julian whimpers, a constant stream of moans and pleas spilling from his lips. His eyes are glazed over with pleasure, completely lost in the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed.

Julian lets out a choked scream as I bury myself inside him to the hilt, my back arching sharply. I pause for a moment, savoring the feel of his tight heat engulfing me perfectly.

"Fuck," I groan, my head tipping back. "You're always so goddamn tight. You were made to take my cock, weren’t you?”

Julian whimpers, his hole clenching rhythmically around me. I can feel his pulse fluttering wildly in his veins, his entire body trembling.

"Don’t stop," he begs breathlessly, wriggling his hips. "Fuck me hard and deep until I can't think of anything else."

A dark chuckle rumbles through my chest at his words. "Impatient little slut," I tease, giving his ass a sharp smack. Julian yelps, his hole spasming around my cock. I use the moment to start thrusting, pulling out until just the tip remains before slamming back in.

Julian's incoherent cries fill the room. I grip his hips hard enough to leave bruises, pounding him into the mattress.

"Take it," I growl, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust. "Fucking take my cock like the good little whore you are."

Julian’s whole body rocks with the force of my thrusts, sweat dampening his hair and turning the sheets beneath us into a tangled mess.

I lean down to bite at his shoulder, sinking my teeth into the soft flesh. Julian cries out, his head thrashing as his orgasm crashes through him unexpectedly. His hole clenches around my cock, milking me for all I'm worth.

The sensation sends me over the edge. With a guttural groan, I bury myself deep and let go, filling Julian with spurt after spurt of my release. We collapse together in a sweaty, panting heap, aftershocks still rippling through us both.

For a moment, the only sounds are our ragged breaths filling the room. Then Julian lets out a low, breathless laugh.

"Holy shit," he mumbles, his voice muffled by the pillow. "That was... fuck. I don't think I can move."

I hum in agreement, pressing a lazy kiss to his shoulder. "Just rest," I murmur, carefully untangling us and rolling to the side. "I'll take care of you."

Julian finally drifts into a deep, exhausted sleep, his chest rising and falling beneath the blankets, lips parted, hair mussed from everything that just happened. I can’t stop staring for a moment, letting the reality of him here, alive, and mine, sink in.

I press a hand to his wrist, gently rubbing the faint red marks the handcuffs left. Then I move to his ass, massaging the spots that still sting from my spanks, my fingers tracing the heat left behind.

When he shifts, still half-asleep, I slip into the bathroom, filling the sink with warm water and soap.

I wet a cloth, returning to him, washing his skin with care.

Every inch of him beneath my touch makes my chest tighten.

His muscles twitch beneath my hands, even in sleep, as if his body remembers the fire we just shared.

Afterward, I help him into fresh clothes, tucking him in and smoothing the sheets over him. He sighs contentedly, and I can’t resist leaning down to kiss the top of his head.

Morning comes too fast. By the time we come down, Cassian’s already waiting by the door.

“You don’t have to go, you know,” Julian says softly, a little hesitant. “You could stay… at least for a few more hours.”

Cassian shakes his head, a small, grateful smile tugging at his lips. “Thanks, Julian. For everything… the hospitality, the chaos, and, well, you guys letting me crash here. But I really should be getting home.”

Julian bites his lip, not ready to let him leave. “Promise me you’ll visit soon?”

“I promise,” Cassian replies. His gaze softens. “And… go see Mom and Dad too, yeah? They’ve been asking about you.”

Julian’s chest tightens. “I will. I’ll go see them.”

“Good,” Cassian says, and his grin widens just a little. “They miss you.”

For a moment, neither of them moves. Then, carefully, they hug. Julian holds on a little longer than he expected, feeling the weight of everything finally start to ease.

Pulling back, Cassian claps him lightly on the shoulder. “Take care of yourself, alright?”

“You too,” Julian murmurs. Cassian gives a final nod and heads toward the door.

I pick up my phone and wire him the five million as promised, watching the transaction go through. A few hours later, packages I completely forgot about start arriving, and I can’t help smirking at the first one: the maid outfit. I know exactly what it is before even opening it.

“Hey,” I call to Julian, who’s already in the kitchen making breakfast. “You still gonna wear this?”

He scoffs, crossing his arms. “For an extra two thousand? I’ll change into it right now.”

I laugh, shaking my head. “Maybe later. I’ve got business to attend to. But help yourself to anything around the house. And feel free to take out the Maserati if you want some fresh air.”

He raises a brow.

“What kind of business?”

I smirk, stepping just out of reach.

“The kind that doesn’t concern you.”

He closes the gap, his dropping his voice low.

“Let me come with you. I’m a good shot.”

I hum, brushing a hand over his chest.

“I know you are. But I’m not putting you in danger again. You’ve got a hunger for chaos, I get it—but you’re mine now. And I protect what’s mine.”

I press a soft kiss to his forehead. He groans.

“So what, I’m just supposed to sit here and do nothing all day? I’ll go crazy.”

I tilt my head, my smirk sharpening.

“I’m sure you’ll find something. But step out of line, and there will be consequences.”

He grins devilishly, snagging my tie and tugging me toward him.

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

I chuckle, dropping my voice to a whisper.

“Like chaining you to the basement and leaving you there for days.”

He releases me, letting out a dramatic sigh.

“You’re insane.”

I lean closer.

“Be a good boy while I’m gone, piccolino.”

Heat flares under his skin, and he can’t help but shiver that runs down his spine as I walk away.