Page 32 of Stolen Compliance

My mouth barely properly grazes his, catching the taste of whiskey on his supple lips, when, like a wraith, Dominic steps out of the shadows.

“Party’s over, let’s get the fuck out of here.”

His presence, that I felt long before he actually appeared, only gets me hotter, but when I meet his dark stare over Luca’s head, I know better than to push my luck.

Because no matter how much of a temptation Luca is, how badly I want to debase him and tear him to pieces…and then put those pieces back together, as absurd as that sounds, my stupid heart and cock still can’t help being drawn to the man who is the source of all my pain, all my pleasure, and ultimately who holds the keys to my very life.

Pulling away from Luca, I brush past him, our bodies touching as much as they can as I do so.

“I didn’t get a party favor,” I tell Dominic with a flutter of my eyelashes and a pout. “Unless you wanna suck my cock, you can take the newbie home. I’ll catch a ride with Kari.”

Not waiting around to hear his protest, even if I can see the anger burning in his gaze, I head back out to find an available whore, one who doesn’t resemble either of the forbidden fruits I am so desperate to have…

Luca and I slide into the limo, the tense silence crackling between us. Normally, I hate going in limos. It disrupts my line of sight too much. But right now? I’m fucking glad to have the privacy partition. I carefully chose to sit right next to Luca, giving him no space despite the roomy interior, even as the rage builds inside me.

Fucking Teo. Taunting me. Every. Single. Second.

And now he thinks he can take liberties with the bunny?

I flex my hands before curling them into fists. Fuck, if I had an object to unleash this coiled aggression inside me… I’d feel a hell of a lot better.

Then again, the precious little bunny is here. Just waiting. And fuck knows he needs toughening up. Stepping in to protect Kari was stupid. And just advertised to everyone that he’s weak. Controlled by ethics that we don’t have time for—Kari least of all.

There’s no way he’ll pass the impossible test if he clings to the feelings of right and wrong. No, he’ll screw up and then all the work I put into breaking him will be useless because I’ll need to put him down. What a loss…

Of course, that means that I should start his training a little early. Before Sergio makes it official. Since the Boss has such a protective streak for his cousin, this would really be my way of helping out.

Like a skilled conductor, I let the silence build to a crescendo, Luca’s chopping breath lending dissonance. I’d cackle if I didn’t want to undermine it all.

Timing… it’s so important. A beat too soon—or late—the climax is stolen. And me? I never miss fucking timing. So once we’re ten minutes away, when Luca begins to relax, I explode into movement.

I have him pinned against the seat as I straddle him, my left hand on his chest, and my knife perfectly placed against his neck with my right hand. The catch in his breath makes me smile as I press forward.

But…his rapidly hardening dick? Fuck. That has me off balance. Just damn. Who knew the baby bunny was into this shit?

Cackling internally, I draw the knife down his body and slide back, until I’m only straddling his knees. It’s uncomfortable as fuck, but it lets me place my knife right near his hard cock that strains his dress pants.

This time, I laugh softly. “Well, looks like the innocent bunny isn’t quite so innocent. Did your precious Master take a few tools of the trade home with him, hmm?”

“What. Do. You. Want?” Luca grits out, his body stiff as he tries not to aggravate me.

“Oh, bunny, you don’t want to even know… Because the thoughts I have? They’re not pure at all. I want to fuck you, to make you scream and to see. You. Bleed.”

His cock actually twitches at the damn threat, and I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.

“Ah, what fun we’ll have. But only if you listen to the rules.”

Luca’s tongue slips out, wetting his lips. And fuck, my own dick is hardening rapidly at the thought of fucking his mouth. With a raspy voice, Luca croaks out, “What are the rules?”

“I’m so glad you asked. First, Teo is mine. You don’t get him unless I say you can. And right now? He’s not on the menu for either of us. As a guest, you should know better.

“Second, you remember that I’m in control. Always. You will live for me or you’ll die. Hell, I’ll do everything I can to make sure you do live. But you will break and I’m looking forward to that, little bunny. The thoughts I have for what happens when you fuck up… you won’t even know how to handle it. Just remember, I will own you. Your mind and soul.”

Luca’s eyes are wide, his chest heaving as his breathing speeds up. Still, annoyance fills his voice as he demands, “I don’t want to be called a bunny.”

I move the knife back up his body, setting it by his cheek. “Until you earn another nickname from me, you’re going to be my bunny. And that’s if you live long enough to prove yourself worthy.”

Before he can complain, I move the hand from his chest to his hair, tugging his head back as I attack his lips. I press my ownership into him. Hell, I’m not surprised at the whine that comes from his throat or the way he tries to grind on me. What does surprise me is how fucking difficult it is not to give in so soon. But I can’t. Not before I break him.