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Get on your knees

مؤلف: Ade ife
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-30 22:20:31

“Oh fuck me,” I groaned, dramatically slamming my phone down on the couch like it had personally betrayed me.

Aiden raised an eyebrow from where he was standing, looking far too amused for my liking. “What’s got you in full drama-queen mode already?”

“My mom’s coming back home. Tomorrow. Early.” I dragged a hand down my face. “The little vacation bubble just popped.”

“Yay,” Aiden said with zero enthusiasm, stretching the word out like taffy. “No more secret cock for you, I guess. Tragic.”

“What
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  • You're mine, brother.   After you're dead.

    Levi POV.“What the hell were you even looking at to get stabbed like this?” I asked, voice tight with panic as I carefully cleaned the deep cut on his forearm. Blood kept seeping through the gauze no matter how firm I pressed.Enzo hissed but still managed a smirk. “I don't know but if there is one thing I'm sure of… it's the fact you ain’t topping me again.”I paused, looking up at him with a raised brow. “Why? Your male ego get crushed? Or should I say your ass?”“Fuck you,” he muttered, cheeks flushing despite the pain.I leaned in closer, tying off the bandage with a slow, deliberate tug. “You can.”Enzo’s eyes narrowed, but the heat in them was unmistakable. “You’re seriously joking right now while I’m bleeding?”“You’re not bleeding anymore,” I corrected softly, pressing a clean cloth over the bandaged cut just to be sure. My hands were steadier than my voice. “And yes. Because if I don’t joke, I’m going to lose my shit over the fact that someone put a knife in you.”He looked

  • You're mine, brother.   Troubles

    Lorenzo POV.Moral lesson: never fight with a sore ass. Speaking from experience.“I’m gonna kill that fucking bastard,” I growled through gritted teeth, pressing my palm against the deep gash on my forearm. Blood seeped between my fingers, warm and sticky. My other arm wasn’t much better. Those pieces of shit had gotten far too many hits in because I was moving like a damn cripple — too slow, too distracted by the constant burn in my ass and thighs.Sebastian shot me a sideways glance from the driver’s seat, jaw tight. “Do you have a leg injury or something? You were sluggish as hell back there.”“How about you mind your own fucking business?” I snapped, wincing as the car hit a small bump.Sebastian let out a harsh laugh, clearly done with my shit. “How about you stop mixing business with pleasure? You almost got us both killed tonight because some guy mentioned your boy toy. It wasn’t like he was lying in the first place.”“Levi isn’t with Vito,” I bit out, staring out the window.

  • You're mine, brother.   Boy toy

    Lorenzo POV.I can’t fucking sit.Every step sends a sharp reminder through my body, a deep, aching throb that makes me want to snarl. I’ve been pacing the warehouse like a caged animal for the last twenty minutes, jaw tight, hands clenched at my sides.Sebastian glances up from the crates he’s sorting, irritation clear on his face. “Is there a reason you’re pacing around like a fucking lunatic? We’ve got a delivery in twenty.”“I don’t feel like sitting,” I snapped, harsher than I meant to.I would rather die than admit the real reason.Never in my miserable fucking life did I think I’d let anyone top me — let alone let Levi ruin me the way he did. I was supposed to be the one in control. The underboss. The ruthless one. And yet that bastard had me bent over, crying, begging like some desperate slut by the end of the night.How the fuck did I let that happen?Because I’m a lovesick idiot, that’s how. One smirk from Levi, one low “baby” in that voice, and I folded like a cheap suit. H

  • You're mine, brother.   Freight train

    Levi POV.“Yeah, we’re good. You okay?” I asked, pressing the phone to my ear as I leaned against the kitchen counter.Mom immediately launched into it, her voice bright with that familiar excitement that always made me smile. “I’m perfect! I got new books yesterday — you know that little bookstore on Maple? They had this new book in their series, 'I'm not yours, vito' and two thrillers I’ve been waiting for. I stayed up way too late yesterday.”I could practically see her curled up on the couch with a cup of tea, legs tucked under her. It was cute.“Is he there?” she asked suddenly, shifting topics like she always did. “Enzo, I mean.”I had to bite back a laugh. “Still asleep.”“Strange,” she mused. “He’s usually up before the sun. That boy runs on caffeine and vengeance.”Well, thanks to me, he couldn’t even walk properly this morning.The memory hit me hard — Enzo’s wrecked voice begging, his fingers clawing at the sheets, that perfect mix of rage, pride, and desperation as I fucke

  • You're mine, brother.   Just getting started

    Levi POV.He moaned but kept his eyes up. “Are you still positive?” I asked again, voice rough with the effort it took to hold still. Every muscle in my body screamed to drive into him, but I needed to hear it.“Need to cum…” he groaned, the words broken and desperate.That was all the permission I needed.I slid deeper in one smooth, careful thrust, watching his expression. His mouth fell open, eyebrows knitting together as he took every inch. The sight of my cock stretching him open was fucking hypnotic—his hole pink and tight around my shaft, his flushed cock twitching hard against his stomach. A loud gasp escaped my lips at how warm and tight he felt. Shit, I don’t think I can last.“Fuck, Enzo,” I breathed, voice strained. I had to fight every instinct not to start pounding into him right away. Instead, I rolled my hips in a slow, grinding circle, pressing right against that spot inside him while my slick hand kept stroking his cock in long, firm pulls.He was trembling underne

  • You're mine, brother.   Watch how well you take me.

    Levi POV.“You know what? I agreed with you,” I said, smiling down at him. “We are indeed perfect for each other.”He was probably too horny or nervous to even register my words properly. He just nodded absentmindedly to it.“Give me a safe word,” I added. I don’t want him freaking out on me. I really do wanna top him, I also don’t want to make him uncomfortable. I’d be much better bottoming anyways, topping is too much trouble. “What the fuck am I? Seven? I can take it,” he scoffed, trying to play it cool.“My dick is just as big as your ego,” I shot back with a smirk. I sat back up and poured more lube onto my fingers. “You can say no Enzo, I promise you, I won’t be offended”. “Do you wanna fuck me or what? You talk too much.” he scoffed again, trying to sound cocky.I shook my head and chuckled. He’s very childish sometimes. I circled a slick finger around his entrance, teasing him gently. Enzo tensed immediately, his whole body going rigid. So much for ‘I can take it’ but of co

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