All Chapters of Milo’s Pleasure Pet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

MILO’S POV“Fuck!” I slammed into him, sweat dripping down my face, my jaw tight with focus. It wasn’t enough.My fingers gripped his hips, yanking him up as I shoved his face into the mattress, tugging hard at his hair. He groaned loud, eyes rolling back, lost in it, his cock twitching.He was my buddy, but fuck, I couldn’t hold back anymore.A few more thrusts, and he came, his body shaking, cum splattering the sheets. But I was still fucking empty.“Shit,” I growled, yanking his head back by his hair, pulling him against my chest. His mouth hung open as I hooked my arms under his knees, lifting him. I pounded into him—harder, rougher, my balls slapping against him, chasing something. Nothing.Fucking pointless.I pulled out, tossing him onto the bed with a sneer.“Hey!” Jace gasped, sitting up, eyes wide. But I was already grabbing my clothes.I pulled a stack of hundreds from my jacket, throwing it at him without a glance. “You’re done.”“Milo!” he called, scrambling off the bed,

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Chapter 2

JAKE’s POV“Don’t fucking kill me!” I begged, hands clasped, tears streaming down my face. My life was a fucking dumpster fire, but I wasn’t ready to check out. Not like this.“Please… please don’t shoot,” I choked out, my voice shaking. “I’m still a student—I’ve got exams, a life, I’m not ready to die. I’ll do anything, just spare me. Please… I want to live.”The killer paused, tilting his head, his eyes raking over me like I was a piece of meat. My gut twisted as his gaze lingered on my lips, then dropped to my crotch.“You mean you’ll do any damn thing?” he drawled, the gun spinning lazily between his fingers like a toy, though his eyes never left me. I nodded like a desperate slut. “Y-yeah, anything—”Bang!A shot rang out. I froze, heart slamming against my ribs. Blood trickled down my cheek, hot and sticky. The bullet had grazed me—a warning. This fucker wasn’t playing.He stepped forward, his massive frame making my shitty apartment feel like a closet. He planted a boot on Car

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Chapter 3

JAKE’s POV“Weren’t home when the murder happened? I mean it must have been, a pretty loud incident” the cop asked, eyeing me like I was guilty.I nodded, forcing myself to stay cool. They were grilling everyone in the building about Carson’s death.That night, the bastard left without giving me his name, tossing me a wad of hundreds and telling me to hole up in a hotel until the heat died down. Why’d he kill Carson? Old beef? Or was he just a psycho who got off on it?Either way, I was fucked. Tied to him now.“Your ass and your life is mine now, if you dare rat me out, I will come for you” his words echoed, clawing at my brain, stealing any shred of peace. My throat still ached from his cock, and shame burned in my gut. Alive, yeah, but at what fucking cost? Lying my ass off in a police station about a murder I saw with my own eyes.Part of me wanted to spill everything, get it off my chest, but the cops wouldn’t protect me from that monster. I’d just dodged death, but I was still h

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Chapter 4

JAKE’S POVHis gaze dropped to my lips, a filthy smirk curling his mouth. Before I could react, he hoisted me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing. “Hey!” I yelled, panic spiking as he kicked open a bedroom door and threw me onto the bed.I stared up, chest heaving, as he loomed over me, his eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement. “Figured it out yet, whore?” he purred, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing carved muscles that made my throat dry. “You’re my new fucktoy.”“I’ll fuck you raw whenever I want,” he growled, grabbing my face, fingers digging into my cheeks. “And you better make my cock happy, or you’re leaving in a body bag.”Tears pricked my eyes, his words sinking like lead. He pinned my wrists above my head, ripping my clothes off with one hand. I was bare, exposed, my cock twitching despite the fear.“You ever take a man’s dick before?” he asked, his voice dripping with filth as he eyed my flushed body.I looked away, cheeks burning. “Y-yeah…”He crashed his lips against

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Chapter 5

JAKE’s POVI woke up alone, my ass throbbing from Milo’s cock tearing into me last night. I groaned, sitting up, flashes of his rough hands and filthy mouth burning in my mind. My cheeks flushed as I buried my face in my hands. This was my fucked-up life now.The penthouse was quiet. No Milo. Probably didn’t sleep here—too personal for a psycho who saw me as his personal fucktoy. A sealed envelope on the desk caught my eye. I stumbled over, legs shaky from his pounding, and ripped it open.A letter from Milo Kane. My stomach twisted. He wasn’t here. The note ordered me to stay put until he got back and pointed to a contract next to it. I flipped through the file, my jaw tightening. It was a legal chain, binding my ass to him, only breakable by him. “Your life’s mine,” his words echoed, making my skin crawl.Then I saw it—ten fucking grand a month as an allowance. I blinked, rereading it, heart racing. Ten grand? To live in this penthouse? He was loaded, but this was blood money. Carso

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Chapter 6

MILO’S POVThe penthouse was too damn quiet, the kind of silence that screamed trouble. I sprawled on the leather couch, one leg slung over the armrest, my fingers drumming a restless beat against the whiskey glass in my hand. My cock twitched at the memory of Jake’s tight ass last night, the way he’d moaned and bucked under me, his body yielding to every brutal thrust. But now? The place was a fucking graveyard. No Jake. No trace of him. My gut churned, a toxic mix of rage and something I refused to name—something that felt too much like fear.“Where the hell is he?” I snarled, my voice slicing through the stillness. I shot a glare at Michael, my right-hand man, who stood by the door, his broad frame tense, eyes flickering like he knew he was about to catch hell.“Boss, I haven’t seen him since you left this morning,” Michael said, hands clasped behind his back, voice steady but wary. He knew better than to lie to me.I leaned forward, elbows on my knees, the whiskey glass dangling b

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

Chapter 7

MILO’s POV“Nate Hawkins,” I muttered, the name tasting like rust and old blood on my tongue.I was already reaching for the burner, thumb hovering over the green button, when the door banged open hard enough to rattle the hinges.Nico burst in, breathing like he’d sprinted up twenty flights. “It’s a trap, don’t.” He lunged, snatched the phone straight out of my hand and flung it onto the couch like it was a live grenade. It bounced once, twice, screen still glowing with that ugly text.I rounded on him so fast the room blurred. “What the fuck do you mean trap? My boy is out there—”“Your boy,” Nico cut in, voice low and vicious, “is the perfect bait, and you’re about to bite. Nate Hawkins doesn’t want money, Milo. He wants your head on a fucking spike because you murdered his father. He knows. He knows it was you.”The air sucked out of the room.I stared at him, chest heaving. “His father?” The words came out quiet. Too quiet. “Luca was his father?”Nico gave one sharp nod. “Yeah. N

Last Updated : 2026-02-17

Chapter 8

MILO’s POVThe cold bit into my knuckles as I stepped onto the rusted metal grating of the old industrial bridge. The wind off the river carried diesel and decay. Then the shot cracked through the night—sharp, deliberate.Bang.My stomach lurched. Please not yet. Not him.I moved faster, boots silent on the concrete, following the faint smear of sodium lights toward the derelict storage warehouse tacked onto the far pier. The side door hung half off its hinges. I slipped inside.Dim overhead bulbs buzzed. The air smelled of motor oil, old blood, and sweat.“Milo!” Nate’s voice rolled out, amused, almost playful. “Milo Kane. Right on time.”I turned.Jake was already stripped to the waist, wrists cuffed above his head to a thick support beam. His dark hair stuck to his forehead in damp strands. Fresh blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, mixing with the dried streak from his eyebrow. His chest rose and fell too fast—panic, pain, something else. His jeans hung low, unbuttoned, zi

Last Updated : 2026-03-06

Chapter 9

MILOJake’s cock filled my mouth, hot and thick, pulsing against my tongue. Salty precome coated the back of my throat the second I swallowed him down. No teasing, no slow build. I sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, lips sealed tight around him.He gasped. Loud and broken.“Fuck… Milo…”His hips jerked forward before he could stop himself. The cuffs clinked above his head. The chain rattled. His thighs shook. I grabbed his ass with both hands, fingers digging into muscle, pulling him deeper until my nose pressed against his trimmed pubes.Nate’s laugh cut through the wet sounds. “Fuck.” He moaned low, almost pained. “This is exactly what I want. The almighty Milo Kane on his knees, choking on dick like a good little bitch. Doing exactly what I ordered.”He laughed again—loud, unhinged, echoing off the concrete walls like a psycho who finally won the lottery.One of his guys shifted behind him. Skinny kid with a scar across his cheek. Voice low, urgent. “Boss. Milo’s not someone to play wi

Last Updated : 2026-03-06

Chapter 10

MILO’s POVThe gun cracked.Jake flinched hard, eyes squeezing shut like he was already gone. Blood sprayed somewhere close. A body hit the floor with a wet thud.I roared again, pure animal, lunging straight at Nate.But Nate was already dropping.Rico’s bullet had punched through his shoulder, high and ugly. The Sig clattered away. Nate hit concrete face-first, blood pooling fast under his cheek. He twitched once, then went still.For one long second the whole warehouse froze.Then Rico yelled, “Clear! Get Milo out!”I didn’t wait. I grabbed Jake’s arm, yanked him toward the side exit. His bare feet slapped concrete, jeans still hanging open, cock swinging soft and slick. He stumbled but kept up.Gunfire popped behind us—cleanup shots. Nate’s guys screaming. Didn’t matter. We were already through the busted door, into the alley, then into the black SUV Rico had waiting.Tires screamed. We peeled out.Jake curled against the door the whole ride, shaking, arms wrapped around himself.

Last Updated : 2026-03-06

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