“You don’t speak with your mouth full,” Salvatore muttered from above me, his fingers digging deep into my skull as he emptied himself down my throat. .... Getting himself out of danger is something Miguel is used to. After all, he had survived those long years with his mother who made life hell for him. But this new danger is not like anything Miguel has seen. Salvatore would stop at nothing to turn him into a pet, mark him, and own him while killing anyone who got in his way. Salvatore’s obsession is heavy, but so are Miguel’s needs. This new danger will burn them, raising a storm that would threaten lust, love, and desire. But this time, will Miguel be able to resist?
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MIGUEL
The room was dim, shadows licking the walls as the single lamp cast a golden glow over Salvatore’s broad frame. He stood some feet away, shirt unbuttoned, that dagger tattoo peeking out beneath his collarbone.
I swallowed loudly as his amber eyes burned into me like I was the only thing in the world worth devouring. My breath hitched, my chest getting tight with a mix of want and dread. I’d never done this, never let anyone tie me up, or trusted anyone to take me apart like he promised.
My hands trembled as I stood by the bed, the silk ropes coiled on the mattress making my stomach twist. What if I couldn’t handle it? What if I broke?
“Shh,” Salvatore murmured, his voice a low rumble that slid over my skin like a caress. He stepped closer, his fingers brushing my jaw. “You’re safe with me. I’ll take care of you.” His touch was firm but gentle as he tilted my chin up so I had to meet that smoldering gaze.
The fire in his eyes was patient like he’d wait forever if it meant having me like this. My heart pounded; fear clawed at me, but his calm seeped in, loosening the knot in my chest.
I gasped as he peeled off his clothes, his cock springing free as he bounced towards me.
He guided me to the bed, muttering soft curses as he looped the ropes around my wrists and bound them above my head. The silk was soft, but it held me tight, and I tugged once to test it, panic hitting me as I realized I couldn’t move.
“I—I don’t know if I can,” I rasped, voice shaky, my curls falling into my eyes. Salvatore leaned in. Fire licked my skin as he kissed my neck.
“You can,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “Let me show you how good it feels to let go.”
His fingers trailed down my chest, slow, deliberate, igniting sparks that made me squirm. He unbuttoned my jeans, peeling them off, leaving me bare under his stare. I was vulnerable, exposed, and fuck, it burned.
That look of pure hunger in his eyes melted me. He wanted me badly, and it was a fire I couldn’t escape. His hand slid lower, teasing me, making me gasp as I jerked my hips as he pressed himself against me.
“So fucking beautiful,” he growled, his teeth grazing my left nipple. Heat zapped through me, and I moaned softly. That was all it took for Salvatore to let go. He turned me over, fixing me on all fours, leaving my body bare to his scrutiny.
The first slap came soft, his palm grazing my thigh, testing me. I tensed, but he soothed it with a kiss to my back, until I was melting under him.
Then he pulled away for a moment and I had to look back to see where he had gone. He was gazing at my hole, swallowing thickly. “Count for me,” he said, and before I could process it, his hand cracked down on my ass. The jolt ripped a yelp from my throat. My skin blazed, fear mingling with a rush I didn’t expect as I pulled on the restraint around my hands.
When he smiled and raised his hand again, I closed my eyes, moaning as he smacked my other ass cheek.
“It feels so good,” I confessed, biting my bottom lip as he smacked me again. Without warning, he dived down, his breath warm against my skin as he sank his face into my ass. My eyes widened as his tongue breached me, sparkles
of stars swimming in my vision…
MIGUELWas he taking this as a joke?I yanked Salvatore toward the far end of the hospital parking lot. My heart pounded as desire burned through me like wildfire. The late afternoon sun had already dipped behind the main building, casting long shadows over the pavement. We ducked into a secluded corner shadowed by overgrown trees. The air smelled of summer heat and faint antiseptic from the hospital vents, but all I could taste was his breath, his scent, and the warmth of his body pressed against mine.I shoved him against the rough brick wall, and our mouths collided, my lips crashing with hungry desperation against his. He responded instantly by opening for me. His tongue was just as eager, and a groan rumbled from his chest as I grabbed fistfuls of his shirt. I tugged him closer, grinding against him, every nerve in my body lit up and crackled. Our bodies met with such intensity that it felt like we might fuse. It had been so long, it actually felt like I could burst any moment
SALVATOREMiguel’s mouth found mine with a desperation that lit every nerve in my body on fire. His kiss was fierce, messy, full of teeth and want, like he was trying to make up for every second we’d been apart. His hands gripped the hem of my shirt, and he yanked it from where it was tucked into my jeans, his fingers grazing the skin at my waist and leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Hmm, fuck.” I groaned into the kiss, grabbing his hips, dragging him closer until there was no space left between us. We stumbled back into the kitchen counter, bumping into it with a soft thud that neither of us acknowledged. The house was quiet, but this silence didn’t feel empty. It felt like permission.His fingers moved with a kind of urgency I hadn’t felt from him in a long time as he tugged at my belt with shaky determination. I cursed under my breath and reached for his sweatshirt, peeling it up over his head. The fabric caught slightly on the fresh bandage around his ribs, and I hesitated jus
MIGUEL“Ouch. What the fuck?” The tug of pain in my side yanked me out of sleep. Sunlight spilt through the tall windows, brushing against the curtains that fluttered lazily in the morning breeze. Wait, it's morning already? I blinked at the ceiling. It was high and pale, with crown moulding that I didn’t recognise. The bed was way too big, and the sheets felt too clean.Where am I? I sat up slowly, feeling the pull of the bandage across my ribs, and getting reminded of everything that had happened. The stabbing. The blood. The chaos.Oh, fuck. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. Every muscle in my body complained, but I forced myself upright. I needed to find Salvatore. The house, scrap that, mansion—was quiet. I stepped into a hallway that looked like it belonged in some glossy home magazine: wide, with soft walls and expensive art, with sunlight bouncing off the floors. A chandelier hung above the staircase like a crystal spiderweb. This was Salvatore’s. It had his si
SALVATOREI stormed out of Miguel’s hospital room, fury radiating off me like heat. My fists were clenched, my vision edged with red, and John’s easy hug with Miguel kept playing in my head like a curse. That casual embrace wasn’t just the cause of the madness. It was what he had done to keep Miguel away from me. The sterile hallway reeked of antiseptic and false calm. I didn’t care who saw. I caught John by the arm and dragged him roughly toward a quiet corridor near a vending machine.My hand flew before I even thought, smacking across his cheek with a crack that echoed through the hallway. “You kept him from me!” I shouted. A nurse down the hall turned to look, startled, but I didn’t care. “You knew where he was this whole time, and you didn’t tell me! I was falling apart, John! I begged you to help me find him!”John staggered back, raising a hand to his reddened cheek. His eyes met mine with a fire that matched my own. “You didn’t deserve him, Boss,” he said quietly but with
MIGUELThe kiss made me melt like butter on an asphalt. It was warm, fragile, and left me trembling with everything we hadn’t said yet.Initially, I’d planned to be stubborn before forgiving Salvatore, but one look at his broken form at the door made me realise just how much I’d missed him.Salvatore’s lips pressed to mine like he was afraid I’d vanish if he let go. His hand cupped the side of my face, his fingers weaving into my hair softly. I felt his breath on my cheek, unsteady, frantic in a way that told me this wasn’t just relief… It was fear; the kind that comes after nearly losing someone.In the sterile quiet of the hospital room, his touch was the only thing that felt real.When he pulled back, his eyes searched mine, wide and dark, and brimming with everything he couldn’t say all at once. His voice cracked when he finally spoke. “I missed you so much, Miguel.”The sincerity in his tone broke something in me. It wasn’t the pain from the stab wound—though that throbbed like
SALVATOREI was trying to drive out, then out of nowhere, gunfire split the night wide open.“The fuck?!” I ducked low immediately, kicking the car door open. Bullets tore across the lot, and before long, the acrid smell of gunpowder filled my lungs. Every nerve in my body screamed, but all I could think about was the blood soaking through the leather of the back seat.Miguel.He was slumped there, his face pale, his lips parted as he dragged in shallow, rattling breaths. My shirt was wet with his blood. My hands and chest were drenched in it. I wanted to yell. I wanted to tear through the night and rip apart every man behind those guns.Instead, I turned and shouted, “Miguel! Get down!”His head rolled to me weakly. I couldn’t tell if he heard me.My hand flew to my waistband, yanking out a second pistol with a speed I didn’t recognise. I slid to the ground, crouching behind the door to the car, my heart beating faster than the bursts of gunfire echoing through the lot. I counted sh
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