Lahat ng Kabanata ng The mafia King's Pet [M×M]: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Strip!!Damon’s POVMilo’s body trembled under my hold so much I thought he was having a seizure attack, and I discovered that it was his wolf clawing up to take over. The proud little Omega, who was always shy and always tried to rebel, was now grinding on my finger that was buried deep inside him with reckless abandon, like a starved beast, as he broke apart. My wolf dax growled in approval, seeing Milo become a writhing mess in our hand. My fingers continued to work on his behind roughly and without any form of lube, but it was only for a short moment, before his Omega genes got to work, wetting my fingers with his fluid that became his natural lube.I almost cummed just by watching his erotic face that could put even the best p**n stars to shame. His breaths came in short gasps from his now swollen pink lips that were partly opened, his eyes closed shut in exhaustion, as he leaned all his weight on me. The only source of anchor keeping him from falling over was my strong arms.I

Damon's pov“Get out!!” I snarled at them for the second time, this time my alpha aura sipped into my voice.“But…master...” the sluts all have faces of confusion, one even thought it was part of the show, her hands grabbed my cock…That did it, blinded with rage, I shoved them off maybe a little too hard, but I didn't care. Rage turned instantly into disgust, at them, at myself. The air suddenly felt very wrong. I gathered the trembling and brokened boy into my arms, his body continued to spasm against me. He clung to my body like glue, refusing to let go. Something clicked inside my chest. “leave…now!!” I growled, not at him, never at him, but at the shadows that still clung to the room like evil spirits. Without waiting for another order they scattered like scared rats, plunging the room into a deep silence, except for the little sobs that came from the boy beneath me.My attention focused on the crying boy, cradling his face. I made him look at me, my thumbs brushing the tears

Shadow unitsMilo povMy hands flew to my mouth in shock.Two men were brutally tearing into each other at the center of the square like ferocious animals, fists, and claws were flying in the air before connecting with sickening sounds on their bodies. Blood pooled under their feet, but they didn’t stop. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that this was a death match.But that was not what made my stomach twist painfully… The crowd surrounded the two men, cheering them on with every blow that connected like it was just a show, and not two men fighting to kill themselves. I sense a taste of horror clawing its way up my throat.“They are fighting for the tickets,” someone whispered near me.“Tickets?” I asked, but the words barely left before another voice answered, grim.“For their loved ones to be treated in the hospital. Only the winners get them.”I paused, a tremor ran through my body, at the revelation. The two men were fighting to the death just because they loved someone. And

She doesn't gave patience Milo pov“Little Damon?” I was more curious than shocked at who would dare to address Damon by that way. Either the person is tired of living or…My thoughts scattered like the wind.The crowd parted the way for a tall, striking, beautiful figure that strode in like she owned the whole room. Her long dark hair ran down the length of her back, reaching the small of her back. Her lips curled into something between a smile and a sneer.Her slow, deliberate steps echoed throughout the silent room. As she advanced forward. Not in any way affected by the cold and dangerous auras of the surrounding warriors, they threatened to swallow her.“She is an Alpha,” Lior’s trembling voice rang inside my head, already stating the obvious. I had felt it immediately when I saw her. That deep chilling fear that sent chills down my spine. Despite her slender build. Everything about her screamed danger. she looked like a predator advancing forward a prey. And from her traject

Dining confrontation Milo povThe air in the hall felt heavy, just like my legs that suddenly felt like jelly, but I forced myself to move behind Damon respectfully while keeping my head lowered all the time, but that didn't prevent him from staring at me as we made our way to the dining room. He continued to give me evil smiles that sent thrills down my overly sensitive body every time our stare met. Reminding me of what had just happened a few minutes ago. The mere thoughts of that made my cheeks burn bright red and my steps to falter, from the little sting that still travels through my lower back, but I forced myself to stay calm and composed throughout… until we broke through the dining door.My body shivered uncontrollably, as I felt it immediately we entered. Like a sharp prickle at the back of my neck or a knife that was hanging above my neck. I dared to look up but realised too late how bad of an idea it was.The bitch…Damon's sister was seated gracefully at the head of the