All Chapters of You're mine, brother.: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Levi POV.I let out a small gasp. “I missed you…”He groaned in satisfaction, the sound low and needy, and kept going. His kisses trailed up to my cheek, then finally captured my mouth in a deep, hungry kiss.“Hold on,” I moaned against his lips, trying to pull us up. “Let’s get inside the room.”Instead of doing as I have said, Lorenzo took advantage of the moment and tugged my shirt up and off in one swift motion. Cool air hit my skin, but his hands were already everywhere.“Let’s get inside the room. I’m here — have some fucking patience,” I snapped, frustration mixing with the heat between us.He froze, then sat back on his knees, looking like a lost puppy with wide, hurt eyes. The sudden shift made guilt twist in my chest. He's freaking me out and I didn't mean to yell at him.I sat up and reached for him. “Hey… it’s okay. I’m here. I’m right here.” I cupped his face, softening my voice. “Why the hell did you even take those pills?” “Let’s go inside”. With that, I pulled him up

Levi POV.I leaned into the rough warmth of his palm, my breath shaky and uneven against his wrist. “And me?” I whispered, letting my eyes drift shut for a moment. “Do you want to be here?” His voice was low, rough with want. “What do you think?” I opened my eyes and met his hopeful gaze, searching. “Do you want me here?”“More than anything.”“Really?” I pulled back slightly, watching the flicker of hurt cross his face. He stayed composed, but his jaw tightened. Interesting.“Yes”.“So if I told you to get on your knees right now and suck my dick, you’d do it?”I could feel the weight of his soldiers’ stares—hot, disbelieving, pressing against my skin like a physical force.He didn’t flinch. “You underestimate how badly I need you, Levi.” His breath ghosted warm across my lips as he slowly dropped to his knees on the hard ground. The faint crunch of gravel under his weight sent a dark thrill through me.A collective, sharp inhale rippled through his men, followed by muttered curses

Levi POV. “You think someone else can make you feel like this?” He asked. I moaned at his words as I twisted my hand around the head, spreading more precum. “You think another man can have you moaning like this?” He took a step closer, breathing hard, fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. His voice came out low and rough, almost a growl. “No one else touches you. No one else gets to see you like this. You’re mine. And yes, I can do better than your hand and another man combined”. The raw possessiveness in his tone made my cock twitch hard in my hand. “You’re so fucking hot,” I moaned, leaning back against the table and spreading my legs wider for him. “Enzo…” I kept stroking myself slowly, putting on a filthy show just for him, my breath coming in short gasps. “Please…” he begged, eyes glued to every stroke of my hand, looking completely wrecked. “Get me the lube.” I had never seen him move so fast. He nearly tripped over his own feet rushing to grab it. I let o

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

Lorenzo pov “Levi, that’s enough”. I should probably be begging but my ego… fuck I can’t. “Now, Enzo.”My cock jerked hard against the sheets at the order, traitorous little bastard. Not so little anymore—already half-hard again, sticky with my own cum and still twitching like it hadn’t just painted my stomach thirty seconds ago. I eyed him up, jaw tight, and bit my lip hard enough to taste copper before I finally moved. I rolled onto my stomach, knees sliding apart, then pushed my ass up the way he wanted.My face pressed into the pillow, arms folded under my chest, back arched so my hole was right there for him to stare at. I could still feel how stretched and slick I was from the first round, the slow drip of whatever lube and spit he’d used earlier sliding down the inside of my thigh.Believe me when I say it: Levi does not have bottom energy.Not even a little.The way he looked at me right then—eyes dark, mouth curved in that lazy, dangerous smirk—made my stomach flip. He wa