All Chapters of Tempted By Him: A BL collection of romantic stories: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Adrian's povI really shouldn’t have taken the shortcut through the old warehouse district. One wrong turn, one stupid decision to save ten minutes on my walk home from the shitty bar where I’d been drowning my latest breakup, and now I was staring down the barrel of several very expensive guns.“Hands up. Slowly.”The voice was low, calm, and terrifyingly controlled. I raised my hands, heart hammering against my ribs. Six men in dark suits stepped out of the shadows, but my eyes locked on the one in the middle. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a black shirt, sharp jaw, dark hair, and eyes like black ice that pinned me in place.Luca Rossi. The Mafia Prince. Everyone in this city knew the name, even if they pretended they didn’t.“I didn’t see anything,” I said quickly, voice steadier than I felt. “Just passing through. Wrong place, wrong time. I’ll disappear.”Luca stepped closer, those dangerous eyes dragging slowly down my body like he was already imagining removing my clothes. A

Adrian's povI woke up in Luca’s bed, body aching in the best and worst ways, hickeys on my neck and chest, ass sore and still slick with dried cum, wrists faintly bruised from where he’d pinned them the night before.Luca sat in an armchair across the room, already dressed in a black button-down and slacks, watching me with those dangerous, unreadable eyes. A tray of breakfast sat untouched beside him.“Morning, Adrian,” he said calmly. “Sleep well in your new home?”I sat up slowly, pulling the silk sheet over my lap. My cock was already half-hard just from the way he looked at me. “This isn’t a home. It’s a prison.”Luca stood and walked over, towering above the bed. “Call it whatever helps you sleep at night. But today you have a real choice.” He picked up the key and held it out. “The door is unlocked for the next ten minutes. You can try to run. Get dressed, walk out, disappear back into your old life. Or…” He tossed the key onto the nightstand and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Kai’s povI woke up slowly the next morning, tangled in silk sheets and surrounded by warm, muscular bodies. Marco’s heavy arm was draped possessively over my waist, Nico’s leg thrown across mine, and Enzo’s face was buried against my neck, his breath steady and warm. My body ached in the most satisfying way.Marco stirred first. His deep voice rumbled against my back as he pulled me closer. “Morning, Kai. You sleep okay between your new neighbors?”I smiled, still half-asleep. “Better than I expected. Though I’m sore everywhere.”Nico’s hand slid down my stomach, fingers wrapping loosely around my morning-hard cock. “Good sore, I hope. Because we’re nowhere near done with you today.” He gave me a slow stroke, making me gasp. “We’re going to seduce you properly. One by one. Show you what each of us can do with our hands, our mouths, and our words.”Enzo nuzzled my neck, pressing soft kisses along the marks they’d left. “Deep kisses. Skilled hands. Mouths that are going to drive you ab

Kai’s pov“Tonight we’re not stopping. Hours of this, Kai. Sweaty, relentless group sex until you can’t think straight.” Marco said, his deep voice rough. “We did it last night, and we want it again.”“I want it,” I breathed. “Don’t hold back. Use me.”Nico grinned, stroking his thick cock. “That’s our greedy neighbor. We’re going to wreck you.”They started immediately. Marco lay back on the bed and pulled me down onto his cock, sinking me reverse cowgirl so I took every inch in one smooth motion. I moaned loud as he filled my ass. Enzo knelt in front of me, feeding his cock into my mouth while Nico pushed in alongside his older brother, stretching my hole wide with both thick cocks inside me at once.“Fuck… yes!” I cried out around Enzo’s cock. The stretch was intense, overwhelming, perfect. Two cocks in my ass, one in my throat. They started thrusting in rhythm, finding a filthy, coordinated pace that had me shaking.Sweat quickly slicked our bodies as the hours stretched on. Marco

Adrian’s povOffice hours had always been dangerous with Professor Elias Voss. He was the kind of professor who made students weak in the knees, tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp cheekbones, dark hair that fell just right, and piercing gray eyes that seemed to see straight through you.I’d been his favorite student all semester, staying after class for “extra help” that always left me hard and aching.Today, I showed up to his office during his posted hours, heart pounding. The door was slightly ajar. I knocked once and stepped inside.“Close the door, Adrian,” Professor Voss said without looking up from the papers on his desk. His voice was low, “Lock it.”I did as he asked, he finally looked up, those gray eyes locking onto me with unmistakable hunger.“You’ve been a very good student this semester,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “Top of the class. Always eager for… extra credit.”I swallowed hard, my cock already twitching in my jeans. “I try my best, Professor.”He stood up