MasukLevi 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 out a hal
Levi POV.He pulled back with a wet gasp, strings of saliva connecting his swollen lips to my glistening cock. His voice was hoarse and wrecked when he spoke.“Only you,” he panted, looking up at me with glassy, desperate eyes. “Only ever you since you left.”Before I could respond, he dove back down, taking me to the back of his throat again in one smooth motion. The sudden heat and tightness made me groan loudly, my hips snapping forward involuntarily. He gagged again but kept going, sucking me with renewed desperation, like he needed to prove his words through action.“Are you trying to get me off faster? I have no plan of talking today, if we ain’t fucking. Get off your knees”. I said, half moaning. Enzo pulled off with a filthy, wet pop, spit dripping down his chin as he looked up at me, lips shiny and eyes dark with lust. He rose to his feet slowly, chest heaving, his own cock straining hard against his pants.“But I want to talk to you”. “Well, I don’t feel like talking”. I
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
Lorenzo POV.My head was spinning, a relentless pounding that made the phone ringing feel like nails in my skull. I forced my eyes open, groaning as I spotted it on the other side of the room. Who the fuck is calling this early?I dragged myself out of bed and answered. “What?”“Get to the warehouse. We have a problem.”“Can’t. I’m too tired, and my head is killing me.” I turned around and my stomach dropped at the state of my room — used condom on the floor, clothes scattered everywhere. What the fuck did I do last night?“Did you send Soren over?” I asked.“Soren?” Sebastian sounded amused.“Yeah. I think I fucked someone after those pills. I can’t remember shit.”Sebastian laughed. “Definitely Soren. I stopped by this morning and saw him in your clothes, trying to cook something. Call for him when you get downstairs.” I can't tell if he's mocking or whatever the fuck I don't care. I hung up and stared at myself in the mirror. Naked. Cum dried on my stomach. Several dark love bites
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.“Before you two start your lovey-dovey shit,” Sebastian cut in dryly, “he’s on drugs. Probably still thinks this is some kind of high hallucination. Might be the only time you get a real confession out of him, so use it while you can.”His words yanked me back to reality. I reluctantly pulled away from Enzo’s embrace, though every inch of distance felt wrong. My body already missed the solid warmth of him.“The happy pills?” I asked, gently taking Enzo by the arm and guiding him back toward the couch. He followed easily, too easily, giggling under his breath like a lovesick idiot. It was painfully obvious he was floating.“Yeah,” Sebastian confirmed.“Is there a way to flush it out of his system?”“Could always kill him. That’d stop it real quick.”I shook my head, exasperated. “Sometimes it’s better to talk to a wall than you.”“I’m leaving,” Sebastian muttered, already heading for the door.“Break a dick,” I called after him mockingly. He shot me a murderous glare before







