Chapter 17 Lorenzo
LORENZO
Dante put his hand on my shoulder. “I’ll stay with Nikolai if you want to take Rafe and go after Dimitri.”
“No,” Niko said. “Don’t risk your life again. I… please.”
I wanted to end this tonight. Dimitri had come here into my home, thinking he was going to take Niko from me. No one would do that. “He was going to shoot you, baby. I need to track the fucker down.”
Rafe and Dante looked at each other, eyebrows raised, and I realized I’d slipped up by calling Niko “baby,” but fuck it. I didn’t care what they thought about me and Nikolai. They had to know how things would end. We’d set him up somewhere far away so he could live a life free of danger and crime.
“Dimitri will be on high alert tonight,” Rafe said.
“He’ll be expecting retaliation. He’s either locked himself in his house to lick his wounds while doubling the men he has guarding him, or he’s gone to ground somewhere else.
Without eyes on him now, we won’t know where that is.
Our chance of killing him and coming back alive will be much higher tomorrow. ”
Dante studied our brother. “Since when are you the voice of reason?”
“Since you decided to take my role and send us into combat with no plan.”
They both looked at me. Nikolai squeezed my hand as I took a deep breath. Having him there calmed me. He did something to the wild, reckless side of me, the one who wanted to break free, find his father, and kill him, even if I died doing it. “He’s right.”
Rafe huffed. “Damn, that’s a first.”
“Sure as hell is,” Dante said. “But yeah, we shouldn’t go in blind. We need to make a plan of attack.”
“And get Remington on our side,” Rafe added.
Dante shook his head. “We don’t have to wait for anyone’s permission. Dimitri hurt Nikolai, and he broke into Renzo’s house. That’s more than enough reason to kill him.”
I sighed. “You know it’s not that simple.”
“You would have killed him tonight if his men hadn’t started shooting.”
“Yes, but that’s not the same as hunting him down.”
Dante slammed his hand down on my dresser. “I fucking hate these rules.”
Nikolai tensed, and I pulled him to me. “It’s okay.”
“I know. I’m just… My heart is still racing from seeing them shooting at you.”
“You shouldn’t have been anywhere near the balcony.”
He scowled at me. “You were in danger.”
“That’s not—”
Rafe whistled, getting all our attention.
I snarled at him. “Don’t ever do that again.”
“You do it all the time.”
“I’m the…” I glanced at Niko. He was frowning at me, eyes narrowed. Shit. I was being an ass.
“The leader. The oldest. The ‘sane’ one,” Rafe muttered.
Dante snorted. “Rafael and I aren’t kids anymore, Lorenzo. Dimitri could launch another attack, and we need to be ready to kill him this time.”
“As much as I’m loving Mr. Snooty Professor showing his unhinged side,” Rafe said, “Dante and I need to check out the cleanup operation and talk to the men we left outside.”
Damn. Once again, he was right. Where was my head?
Fantasizing about what you’ll do to Niko when you get him alone and how much you’ll make his father suffer once you capture him.
“Take care of things downstairs. I’m going to take Niko to my room while our cleanup crew does a temporary fix on the window here.
I’ll get Remington to send some more men over, then you two should try to get some sleep.
I don’t think Dimitri will be back tonight, and we’re going to need to be on full alert tomorrow. ”
Rafe saluted me. “Take good care of Nikolai, or I’ll have to come show you how.”
I took a step toward him. “Niko is mine.”
I felt Niko tense beside me and realized what I’d actually said.
“Trust us. We know.” Dante’s satisfied smile had heat rushing to my face. Great, now I was letting them know too much and… Was I really fucking blushing?
They closed the door behind them, and silence descended.
I was nervous to meet Niko’s gaze. What was wrong with me?
You’re falling for him.
No. That wasn’t going to happen.
It already has. The boy is yours.
When I thought of anyone else touching him, kissing him, comforting him, I wanted to tear the world apart so it was just the two of us and no one else existed. Yeah, I was fucked.
He followed me across the hall to my bedroom. I watched as he looked around, letting his gaze linger on the king-size bed piled high with pillows. “So… um…”
I wanted to join him in my bed, but I would have to find some self-control. “Get some sleep. I’ll keep watch.”
He frowned. “Your brothers get to sleep, but you don’t?”
“You need sleep more than I do.”
He looked disappointed, maybe hurt. I fought the urge to pull him into my arms. “What’s wrong?”
“I owe you.”
“For protecting you? If I’d left you alone, you wouldn’t have been beaten, and your father wouldn’t have come here to shoot you tonight.
“But I’d be married and under Ivanov’s control because I wouldn’t have had anyone to rescue me.”
I studied him, trying to figure out where this was going. “How much do you owe me? What sort of price could we put on your life?”
He twisted his hands together and looked down at the floor. “You could ask my father.”
Horror made my stomach not. “No, Niko. I didn’t really mean that. I was teasing. Tell me what you’re proposing.”
He took a long, slow breath.
I pulled him to me and kissed the top of his head. To hell with not touching him. “I’m really sorry.”
“No one ever apologizes to me.”
“I will. If I do something to hurt you, I’ll do anything I can to make it right.”
“Then let me pay you for letting me stay here, and for… You made me come, and I didn’t… you didn’t get to… you had to stop.”
I made a strangled noise as I tried to take in what he’d said. Was this his way of asking for more?
“Nikolai?”
“I said I’d give you whatever you wanted if you let me stay here, and I meant that, so if you want to fuck me, then…” He looked up at me. His face was flushed bright pink, and his teeth were sunk into his lower lip. The combination of boldness and nerves was killing me.
“You’re serious?”
“Yes.”
“You’d pay me back with your body, your tight ass, your luscious mouth?”
“Y-yes.”
My plans to torture myself by sitting there in the room all night with Nikolai in bed only a few yards away disintegrated.
There was no way in hell I was turning Nikolai down, not when he was offering me the chance to finish what we started.
Not the way he was looking at me like he wanted to be devoured. Remington and his rules could fuck off.
“Have you ever sucked a man’s cock?”
He chewed his lip before nodding. “But I… I’m not… I wasn’t very good at it.”
There was no way in hell that was true, as responsive as he’d been, with me, the way he’d licked and sucked his cum off my finger, I knew he’d love having my cock in his mouth.
“You’re wrong. Whoever you were with had no idea how to treat you, and if he were standing right here, I’d break his neck. ”
Niko’s eyes widened. “That’s… Why?”
“I hate the idea of someone else touching you.”
He shivered. “You’re so…”
“Possessive. Fuck yes. Now, lift your arms.” He did as I asked, and I gripped the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up over his head. I looked down at his body. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“I… um…”
“No arguing.” I pushed his joggers from his hips, and they pooled at his feet. His cock stood out, the tip dark, a drop of precum at the slit. He wanted this, and I was going to make sure he had the best night ever.
“Stay right there.”
“What are you—”
I held up a hand. “You’ll see.”
I took a sweatshirt from my closet and tied the arms together. When I was in front of Niko again, I draped it over his head. “Slip your arm in, and it will give you support.”
“You made me a sling?”
I nodded. “I’m not good at being gentle, and I want your arm protected in case I lose control.”
“I like when you lose control.”
“Don’t say things like that. You’re going to get yourself in trouble.”
“Maybe that’s what I want.”
My God, he was going to be the death of me. “Get on your knees.”
He was already breathing hard, and I could see fear in his eyes as he looked up at me, but he didn’t hesitate to obey. He sank gracefully to his knees, even with his arm in a sling. Was this what he wanted? Me in charge, giving him orders.
“You’re a good boy.” His intake of breath told me how much he liked the praise. I caressed his cheek as I used my other hand to undo my pants and pull my cock out. I stroked it as he watched.
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
He hesitated for a second, then opened to me. He was looking down when I wanted him watching me, seeing the cock he was going to choke on, but I would give him a moment, let him adjust to what he’d gotten himself into.
He’s so fucking innocent. You can’t just fuck his mouth like that.
He asked for it.
I pressed the head of my cock against his outstretched tongue. “You’re going to let me use your mouth, aren’t you?” He nodded, eyes closed now. “Good. Now, taste me.”
He licked the tip of my cock, pushing his tongue into my slit and groaning when he tasted my precum.
“Look at me.” He hesitated. I held the side of his face, tilting his chin up just slightly. “Nikolai, look at me.” His eyes fluttered open, and his gaze met mine. “That’s better. I’m going to fuck your mouth now.”
“Please.”
My cock jerked, and more precum spilled onto his tongue. He swallowed it down, eyes closing again. I gave him a moment to enjoy it. “Do you like how I taste?”
He looked up at me again and nodded slowly.
“That’s good, because I’d love to come down your throat and watch you swallow every single drop.”
He shuddered, and I tightened my grip on him.
“You do realize what you’ve done, don’t you?”
He shook his head.
“I think you do. You’ve tempted me, teased me, and now I’m going to have what I want. You’re going to do everything I ask, give me everything I need.”
“Oh, I…”
“You owe me, remember?”
“Y-yes.”
“Do you need my cock?”
He nodded. “Yes.”
“That’s right, you sure do. Would you really do anything I said?”
“I… I don’t know.”
“We’re about to find out. Open up.” I put a hand on his chin and used my thumb to pull his mouth open.
He did as I wanted, and I pushed my cock inside, groaning at the warmth of his mouth.
He sucked me down, shocking me with his aggression.
I pushed deeper, and his free hand reached up, gripping my hips and pulling me closer.
“Fuck, Niko. There’s no way in hell somebody thought you weren’t good at this.”
He looked up and pulled back. “It’s not too much?”
“There’s no such thing as too much.” Had someone actually told him that? Been upset by his eagerness? “Eat me up. Devour me. Take anything you want.”
He slid his tongue along the underside of my cock, and I realized I wasn’t going to last long if he kept this up.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I said, stroking the side of his cheek, then tightening my grip and pulling him closer. He didn’t resist; he just opened his mouth and let me push into him.
I slid back, forcing myself to take it easy.
I wanted to drive into him balls-deep and fuck his throat.
I wanted to see how long I could cut off his air before he fought me, but not yet.
He was making it fucking hard to wait though.
He reached out, wanting me back in his mouth, sucking me, working his lips along my length.
He had me shaking; I was fighting so hard not to destroy him. When he shoved at my thighs, I forced myself to pull out.
He frowned up at me. “You’re holding back.”
“I don’t want to hurt you. I’m trying to be gentle.”
Niko shook his head. “I don’t need gentle. I’m not going to fucking break. Not from this. I want this. I want you to force me.”
“Fuck.” In my wildest dreams, this wasn’t what I imagined happening between the two of us. He might be young and a virgin, but he was more than ready, and I was going to give him what he wanted.
“Try to relax your throat,” I said as I gripped the sides of his head and pulled him onto my cock.
His eyes watered, and he gagged, but he held on to my hip and didn’t try to push me away. I slid out partway, then drove in again harder this time. He started to struggle, but I held him there, letting him choke on me. “Look in my eyes.”
He met my gaze, eyes wide with shock and fear.
That look made me hot as hell. This was what I wanted, what I needed, a man who would let me do anything, let me choke him, let me fuck him as hard as I wanted to.
I’d never dreamed Niko could be that man.
My God, I was never going to be able to stop, never going to be able to let him go.
I pulled back for a moment to let him breathe. “Is that what you wanted? Do you want me to treat you like I own you?”
Niko was shaking, but he nodded, and just that admission from him could have made me come, but I wasn’t ready to end this yet. I pushed back into him, pulling him against me, forcing my cock down his throat.
“Open for me,” I ordered. He coughed and sputtered around me, and I pulled almost all the way out, giving him a break. “You’re going to take it all this time,” I warned. “Do you understand?”
He shivered, but he didn’t pull away. He could fight me if he wanted, but he didn’t. He was letting me, and I was going to take what he was offering.