All Chapters of Claimed by my Fiancee's Stepbrother (BL): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kai pov I dragged Abel Fisher out of the trunk the second Samson parked inside the warehouse. The place reeked of oil, rust, and old blood that never quite washed out of the concrete floor. Abel hit the ground hard, groaning, his expensive suit already torn and filthy from the ride in the dark. He scrambled backward on his ass until his back slammed into a support beam. "Please, Mr. Moreau, I can explain. We didn't know it was you. The job was just—" I didn't let him finish. I grabbed him by the hair and hauled him across the floor to the metal bench bolted dead center in the room. The bench was old, stained dark, with thick iron rings welded at every corner. Perfect for what I had in mind. "On the bench. Now." He tried to fight, twisting and kicking, but I was done being patient. I slammed him down on his back, the cold metal biting into his spine. Adrian arrived right as I started locking the first cuff around Abel's left wrist. He didn't ask a single question. He just grabbed

Kai’s POVBy the time I got home, my body was still tight with leftover tension. The drive back had done nothing to ease it. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Abel Fisher chained to that bench, honey and blood mixing on his skin, and the name he had given me repeating in my head.Viktori.I started stripping the moment I stepped through the front door. Jacket first, dropped over the banister. Shirt next, buttons undone with more force than necessary as I climbed the stairs. By the time I reached the bedroom I was already bare-chested, the cool air of the house clinging to my skin. I finished undressing in the bathroom, leaving the rest of my clothes in a careless pile, and turned the shower on as hot as it would go. Steam filled the space almost immediately, thick and heavy.I stepped under the water and let it beat down on my shoulders and neck. For a long moment I just stood there, both hands braced against the tiled wall, head bowed. Then I ran my fingers through my hair and closed

Third Person Ren’s hand kept sliding under his own shirt, pinching and rolling his nipples, but it wasn’t enough. He needed what only Kai could give him. The restless ache under his skin had grown too sharp. Kai’s hand suddenly gripped his hair and lifted his head. Ren’s mouth was a mess — drool and precum shining on his lips and chin. “Don’t suck my cock any longer or we’re going to crash,” Kai said, voice tight. “When we get home I’m going to spank you so hard it brings your body and that need back under control. Understood?” Ren nodded quickly. Kai didn’t correct him for not using words. He understood exactly what state Ren was in. He simply placed a firm hand on Ren’s thigh and held on, grounding him for the rest of the drive. The moment they entered the building and the elevator doors closed, Ren pressed back against him, rubbing his ass deliberately over the hard length in Kai’s pants. Kai groaned low in his throat but kept both hands steady on Ren’s waist, stopping him fr

Kai’s POVKai set the wet, used beads aside and picked up the thick curved vibrator. Ren was still shaking on the bed, hole red and open, the urethral sound still buried in his cock. Precum continued to leak around the metal in thin pulses.“Look at you,” Kai said. “Already ruined and I haven’t even fucked you with my cock yet.”He pressed the head of the vibrator against Ren’s stretched hole. Without extra lube it dragged slightly as he pushed. Ren hissed, thighs trying to close, but Kai’s free hand forced them open again. He sank the toy in slowly until it was fully seated, the curve pressing right against Ren’s prostate.Then he turned it on.The deep vibration started on a medium setting. Ren’s whole body jerked. A broken moan tore out of him as the toy buzzed hard against the sensitive spot inside. Kai didn’t give him time to adjust. He began fucking him with it in long, steady strokes — pulling almost all the way out so the head stretched the rim, then thrusting back in to the h

Kai’s POVKai pushed inside in one long, continuous thrust.Ren’s scream was raw and broken. Even after the beads and the vibrator, the stretch of Kai’s cock still forced a sharp burn through him. Kai bottomed out and stayed there, buried to the hilt, letting Ren feel every thick inch. The residual heat and looseness from the toys made it easier, but Ren’s hole still clenched hard around him like it was trying to pull him deeper.Kai looked down at the sight beneath him.Tears streaked Ren’s temples. His nipples were dark red and swollen from the earlier abuse. The urethral sound still filled his cock, which leaked steadily around the metal. His legs were spread wide, completely open, completely given.“Now,” Kai said, voice low and rough, “I’m going to take what’s mine.”He pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in.Ren cried out. Kai set a deep, powerful rhythm from the start — long strokes that dragged against Ren’s walls and punched against his prostate with every inward