All Chapters of OWNED BY THE MADDOX BROTHERS : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Do you have a Death Wish?

ZAYLA Archer had gotten the kit. He dropped it beside him and tore Ziven's shirt open, exposing his rigid, beautiful and inked torso. But his skin was messy with blood.Archer picked the forceps from the kit, and placed a towel beneath Ziven, his movements urgent and skilled, like he'd done this a million times.I sat. Watching him, I still haven't moved an inch from my initial position. "Fuck!" Ziven hissed, gritting his teeth as Archer dug in with the forceps. The metallic clink and muffled groan sent shivers down my arms. Blood ran to his side, soaking up the towel beneath him. "Hold still, fratello." He muttered, his accent thick, sharp, but steady."Goddamn. This shit is tiny and deep." Archer pressed. His expression far from the cheesy and amused mask he wore for me, earlier. Now, he was pissed. Dangerous.I glanced at Zarek and immediately took back the word 'Dangerous' from Archer's expression. He stood like a carved stone at the edge of the room, his arms folded tight, hi

Last Updated : 2025-10-01

On Condition

ZAYLAThere was something about the way he looked at me, something about the way he spoke that always clawed at my chest and set my body on fire. "You weren't in the room," my voice came out thin, stating the obvious. He said nothing, puffing his smoke impatiently, like he was waiting for me to go straight to the point. The point. Which point? I bite down on my lip. Then smiled, awkwardly. "Do they always sleep off like that after taking whisky?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't answer, because why did I asked that."Zayla," His fingers paused close to his lips as his gaze drank me in. My heart skipped. Heat pulsed through me. Sharp and raw, hitting me with the realization that this was the first time he called my name. God. Zayla. I swallowed.His lips curled, not with a smile. "You think I'm the kind of man you knock on at midnight for a chat?" My pulse skittered, "Maybe."He chuckled. The sound low and humourless. Then he crushed the cigarette out on the doorframe, inches from

Last Updated : 2025-10-03

On my Knees, On my Term

ZAYLA His eyes blazed with fire and fury. Lips curled with a knowing cruelty, like he'd already anticipated this. I know I'm playing a risky game, with no other devil, but Zarek. But, I'm left with no choice. I had to do it. Although this wasn't my intention when my foot brought me here... But, I just had to grab the opportunity. I just had to try. "I'm not a patient man, Temeraria." He hissed, anger laced in his voice. His cock pulsed."One question... Just one question and a promise." I mumbled, as my lips hovered above the thick wide crown of his cock. Teasing but not taking him in. Pretty close enough for my breath to ghost over him.He snorted. Sharp and mocking, his chest rising harder with each breath. "You think sucking my cock gives you the right to make negotiations with me?" "Why not?" I breathed, and slowly wrapped my hands around his massive length, squeezing him until I felt him twitch. He shuddered. Hissed again. Eyes shut tight and when he opened them, they were

Last Updated : 2025-10-04

Taste of Sin

ZAREKA Whore. An attention-seeking whore. That's all she is.And yet—God help me— I can’t stop craving the urge to shove her to her knees, pin her against this bed, and remind her what whores like her deserve.Anger burned in my chest, hot and tangled with something I don’t want to name. Minutes. It’s only been minutes since I pushed her out, and still I can feel her mouth on me. Still hear the wet sound of her choke, the sharp scrape of her teeth. Still see the defiance in her eyes while she swallowed me whole.I should’ve slammed the door on her. Should’ve ended it the second she opened those lips.Instead I fucking let her touch me. I fucking promised to teach her how to protect herself. Damn it! I'm on the fourth packet of cigarettes, tonight. It was supposed to get her off my mind. Was supposed to calm me, yet it did none of that. It did nothing.My blood pumped faster than usual, which made me sweat more. My cock’s hard again, because of her. Because of the whore I swore I’d

Last Updated : 2025-10-05

A Dangerous Kind of Sweet

ZAYLA"Archer's gone?" I hurried after Zane as he moved into the living room."Yes, Angel. He left earlier before you woke up." I sucked in a deep breath, and bit down on my lips. "Not even a goodbye? That's unfair, and he promised I was going to meet his sister." "You mean Raffealla?" He asked, and jerked his head towards me.I nodded, "Yep, I think that's her name." His brows arched as his gaze on me narrowed with suspicion. "Seems you really had a good time with Archer, hmm?" He asked, his lips curled with a half smile as he stepped forward.It was like when Ziven had blocked my path the other day. The look in his eyes. But Zane's was more of fake intrigue mixed with dark suspicion than Ziven's feral glare. I equally knitted my brows, folded my arms across my chest and took a step back, "Why don't you guess?" I smiled, pretending to blush just to watch his expression. But his smile widened, just a bit and his expression became unreadable like he could read my mind. "I don't li

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

Lie to me, Angel

ZAYLA His smile, and any kind of warmth on his face was immediately wiped off. His golden brown eyes turned woody, layered and impossible to see through. Then he was staring at me, more like accessing me all over, as if his stare could read through my mind. Then he pinched his nose and looked away, his jaw clenched and unclenched. All these, for a simple question? Now I'm more curious like never before to hear him speak. To know his reply. To know the kind of men they were. "You're not going to ignore me now, are you?" I asked, intently watching him. His gaze returned back to me, the sinister expression gone. All warmth, and Zane. I wonder how they do it. Every one of them. How they're able to always be in control of their expressions and emotions. I file it in the back of my head to learn from them. "Italian men, Angel. We're Italian men." His deep voice drew me out of my trance and we're staring at each other. His lips curled with the sexiest smirk, his eyes warmer, but dar

Last Updated : 2025-10-08

Filthy Girl

ZAYLA "Ziven..." I hissed, my voice whisper thin. "Let go of me." He chuckled against my neck, then pulled back a bit. His breath still hot against my neck as he spoke. "And if I don't?" He rumbled, voice low, dark and husky. It didn't cross my mind until now, so without thinking I voiced it out. My voice rough, and not as sharp as I'd intended it to be. "I'd really hit your injury... I'll hit it to reopen it all over again." His mouth returned to my neck, wet. "I'd love to see you try, Zayla." He purred, the sound so sinful against my skin. I struggled once more against him, but he had me pinned on him, so hard I could feel the heat of him against my ass. "Let go, Ziven— You know I'm still mad at you for what you did to me." I yelled, really struggling against him. "Tell me, what did I do to you, hmm?" He murmured very low, sucking deep into the skin on my neck. "Fuck," he hissed. "You know if you keep moving against me like this, I won't guarantee to be patient any longer."

Last Updated : 2025-10-10

I want it inside me (Filthy Girl II)

ZAYLA I clenched my emptiness, as I felt him against my palm. Hot, veiny and thickly massive with pre ejaculate sliding down his shaft. He growled, feral and deep, as he ripped my shirt open. The coor air hit my sensitive skin, my nipples hard and aching under his stare. "Oh, hell," he murmured sinfully and cupped my breasts in his hands, while I stroked him. Every of my thoughts tangled into one burning ache. I wanted to take him inside me, I wanted to move, to feel him. Before I knew it, my hands were on him. They found the hem of his shirt, trembling — not from fear, but from the way his breath brushed my throat. I tugged the fabric upward, and he let me, until the shirt came off in a clumsy rush.My gaze dipped before I could stop it. The sharp lines of his abs flexed as he shifted, all hard rigid and heat. His tattoos moved with every breath, each line coming alive as if the art itself was breathing with him. My mouth went dry. Without thinking, I traced a finger down his sto

Last Updated : 2025-10-12

We Share, little Tease.

ZAYLA "That was hot," he rapsed, nipping at my earlobe. "I let you come." Warmth filled me like sunlight. I shouldn't take what he said to heart, because he was often rude and non chalant as hell— but, God, I loved it when he was sweet. I wanted to make him lose his mind. I wanted to make him come. To see him come. Reaching back, I rested my hands on his knees and rode him so he could see everything. His gaze caught fire, trailing from my parted lips, to my bouncing breasts, to where he slid in and out of me. I was so wet it was dripping down my thighs and filling the room with an obscene erotic noise.He hissed and suddenly made me still. His jaw clenched. "You've adjusted, haven't you?" With half lidded eyes, I nodded. "Good." His voice dropped. Raw, and thick.I wasn't quick to read the darkness in his voice and when I did, his grip on my hips had already tightened. He pulled us chest to chest, my breasts crushed against his slick and burning skin, glued. Then he began to bo

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

His Temptation

ZAYLA After a quick shower, I stood in front of the mirror, tying up my hair when I caught sight of dark red marks on my neck. Warmth pooled low in my belly as my fingers slowly and gently traced each mark. Every trace, had me reminiscing on how his mouth had felt against my skin. Each bite, each suck, each lick. Although they looked darker and fresh, it wasn't painful at all. I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I finally tied my hair into a neat bun. My reflection stared back at me, different from the girl I'd seen when I first arrived here that night. The girl in the mirror right now, looked sharper, her gray eyes brighter and beautiful. My lips slowly curved up and I smiled. She smiled back, it was stunning and full of confidence. But amidst her smile, her eyes flashed with something dark and calculating. I blinked, and it was gone. I took a deep breath, and exhaled. Now that I've had sex with Ziven, I have zero idea what it meant for me, for him, for Zarek and Zane. And

Last Updated : 2025-10-29

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