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THIRTY ONE
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2026-10-15 18:57:59
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HUNTED THIRTY TWO
MATTEO Back in the bedroom he walked to the closet and pulled out some clothes—a soft gray shirt and dark pants. He set them on the bed. “Wear these.” My eyes moved from the clothes to him, and back to them, as I kept on drying off every inch without a word. When I was done, I just put them on. The shirt fit well, and he looked me over and nodded once. “You look perfect.” A sarcastic retort was sitting right on the tip of my lips, but I held back. He would only threaten me again. I didn't want to that. The day had started wonderfully, and I saw no harm in letting it continue. What was the use of having a horrible day because you can't keep shut? Absolutely no reason. I sat on the edge of the bed and just watched him keenly while he dressed himself up—shirt, pants, watch. He was moving through the choices that he had with the same calm he always had. Soon, he was all set. When he picked up his cell phone and began to walk toward the door, I stayed where I was, sitti
HUNTED THIRTY ONE
MATTEO When I woke up it was to strong arms holding me against a solid chest. For a second or two, I did not move against the warmth until I remembered whose bed I was in and why it was familiar. Alessandro’s deep, morning baritone came against my ear, low and vibrating along my skin. “Good morning.” I turned my head a little to find that he was already awake and looking at me with those dark eyes of his. “Morning,” I grumbled. He brushed his thumb gently over my shoulder, speaking softly. “I have been waiting forever for you to wake up. We are going to take a bath together.” I frowned. “Why?” “You will know when we get to the bathroom.” He sat up and swung his legs off the bed. “Come on.” I gave him my palm because he offered me his first, and he pulled me up and out of the bed by it, fingers firm. Then, I followed him into the large bathroom quietly. He turned on the shower and steam started to fill the space. Sleep was still living in residues behind my eyes, but I sn
HUNTED THIRTY
ALESSANDRO “Oh fuck!” he hissed. I pressed harder. “We can't do th—” I cut him off fast. “We can,” I said to him, tightening my grip around his dick before rubbing my thumb all over the head and causing his precum to spread all over the tip, causing it to shine. “Look at that. You are already hard for me.” “That is not fair,” he panted, his hips pushing up into my fist while my hands were still palming his fat cock rapidly. “You can not just start when I am sleeping.” I grinned at him. “Well, I can do what I want with you pretty boy,” I said. “Especially when you are having wet dreams and also calling my name in your sleep.” He gasped softly. “I didn't do that, did I?” He said in a soft whisper, totally unsure. And the way his eye were darting around let me know that he was indeed guilty. He had had a wet dream. And it was about me. Smirking, I leaned down to gently bite his bottom lip with my incisor. “Come on my hand and let me feel your sweet cum, prett
HUNTED TWENTY NINE
ALESSANDRO The screen went dark when I ended the last Zoom call and closed the laptop to turn in my chair and look at Matteo who had fallen asleep on the bed. I stood and walked over. The papers he had been using to sketch were now laying open beside him with the pen which had slipped out from his fingers lying close to it on the blanket. For a long minute, I just stared down at his face which was soft in sleep because the tension that he had always carried in curve of his shoulders was gone now. His sweeping, dark lashes rested against his slightly full cheeks, causing him to look really cute in that position. I just reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from his forehead. “Do you know that you look peaceful when you're like this?” I asked quietly even though he could not hear me. A smile tugged at my lips as I bent and slid my arms under his back and knees in order to lift him up bridal style. He was lighter than I expected, a discovery that made my b
HUNTED TWENTY EIGHT
ALESSANDRO Matteo ended the call without a word and held the phone out to me without looking up. I just took it from his hands and went back to the safe where I put it in and then locked it up again. When I turned around, his face had gone pale and he was staring at the bed before him without moving at all. I just stood, watching him for a full minute or more with the silence in the room slowly began to wrap around the both of us. It felt heavier than before. “Matteo.” He turned to me. “Sit on the bed,” I told him. “You will stay in here with me today.” One of his brows quirked up high on his forehead as he tilted his head. “What am I supposed to do while you work? Just stare at the wall?” The sharp sass in his tone made me to glare at him. “Keep talking to me like that and I will come over there and fuck the attitude out of you. Is that clear?” He closed his mouth instantly with the challenge in his eyes leaving as he just walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge wh
HUNTED TWENTY SEVEN
ALESSANDRO The next morning, I sat in the dining table and watched as Matteo walk in. He lowered himself into the chair across from me, moving with the kind of care that betrayed the fact that his ass was hurting from our last session. And he shifted his weight on that seat, more than once, before he was able to finally settled down on it comfortably. Though his face stayed blank the entire time, I noticed whenever he moved he would wince slightly in pain. Breakfast was a quiet affair as I poured coffee for both of us before I pushed a plate of dishes food toward him. He did not say a word to me or even spare me a glance before he picked up the cutlery and began to eat quite slowly. When he was done with was what on his plate, he stood to reach across the table to dish more for himself. A soft gasp followed the movement I was sure he regretted as he instantly sat down. I just reached for his plate and began to dish the food for him before he could register what I was even d
HUNTED EIGHT
MATTEO Alessandro. My husband, who might be cruel. Really cruel. He wanted me to earn my release with loud cries and pleas while he basked in the control. He wanted to be in charge, watching my body tense and strain until it would break apart under his scrutinizing eyes. He needed to see me
HUNTED SEVEN
MATTEOAlessandro's lips crashed hard and swift onto mine before I could give a response.I didn't even have the time to process any of the words he had just spoken at all.The kiss was hard and demanding, stealing every single breath from my lungs. I moaned softly when his hands gently came up to
HUNTED SIX
MATTEO The wedding had passed in a blur. I had not heard even a word of what the priest said during the entire marriage ceremony. How could I when this man afore me was looking at me like a long lost artifact? His piercing emerald eyes never left mine all through the winding and boring service.
HUNTED NINE
ALESSANDROMy eyes were trained on Matteo who was standing at the centre of the bedroom.He looked quite small just standing there against the backdrop of the massive bed behind him where the smooth dark sheets readily waited."Didn't you hear me?" I asked, brows lifting. He swallowed."If I repea
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