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“You can almost bet it'll be a trap, so you probably shouldn’t go.” The man worried for me more than my own biological father did. I hated how he always treated me better, but I admired everything he did for Costas.
“I will keep you up to date with what happens, but I promise we are not going in there blind.” After a few more minutes of conversing, he told me he would find out what he could on his end. The man was a sleuth, just like Costas, so I knew I put my chickens in the right basket.
Hanging up, I had to rub over my tired eyes as the words on my desk began to blur together. Each manuscript was something our business needed when it dealt with our wine exporting, and we had some new business transactions in the works to export it to other places. Right now, I couldn't read the numbers that were vital into agreeing to these new contracts or not.
That was when my door kicked open, Draven standing there. He found me slouched in my chair with my shirt crumpled around my elbows and half the buttons undone around my neck. His eyes swept over me like he hadn't seen something so beautiful in his whole life, and it made my heart kick up by the raw passion he already exuded.
“I heard someone mention you might need a break soon,” he nearly growled out, telling me he and Emilia had made me a focus in their own conversation.
“As much as I would love time together, I have to finish these documents before the contract deadline runs out.” My hands gestured to the documents spread all over the surface of the table. Draven just stared at me like I was missing something fun.
His strut over to my position should have been the first indication he planned something dirty. No, raunchy. My eyes tracked every voracious movement he made as he came to the same side of my desk. Not saying anything, I watched as my lover dropped to the floor on his knees and positioned himself underneath my desk before his hands found the buckle of my belt.
“We're partners, Tony. I believe you should read these contracts out loud as I listen to their… details.”
He barely touched my cock through my pants, but the snake within began to stiffen and move from the feeling of his hand over it. The problem with being so addicted to someone was that you were at their mercy whenever they beckoned you, and I'd forever be at Draven’s. This man held all the power over me, and he knew it by how he handled me like this.
My mouth began to get dry as I watched him take my member out of my pants. This cotton sensation swept over everything within me, drying me out for him to command. It only took one lick of his tongue for my head to tip back over my chair. His warmth coated my cock in a loving manner, reminding me how cool the air around us became.
"Oh, Dray," I moaned, missing his mouth on me.
"You will always be mine, Tony. This cock will always be mine." His possession of my soul declared me his long ago, and I loved it. Yearning for more of him only felt natural in the progression of our relationship. My eyes kept drooping under the satisfaction of his throat taking me deeper with every pump against me. It took me back to the first time we played with each other's cocks, watching porn together to learn how to do it. We also learned the falsities built within those videos because my ass could not take him in immediately.
As the light smile spread over my face, Draven understood where I wandered. He kept going, letting his own cock out to touch in time with his sucking against me. Lifting off, he began pumping my shaft with his other hand, staring me in the eyes with his raw intensity that threatened others all too easily. It made me feel protected and cared for, proving we were meant to be.
"Sunshine sent me down here after teasing me relentlessly during our date. She told me I can't touch her until I've pleased you." His words sent a shiver down my spine, hearing how she cared for me too. "We both know I love to have our office fun, so I couldn't help but agree to her demands in order to feel your cock in my mouth once again. How I've missed choking on your length, gagging me into ecstasy."
"Dray," I groaned, lifting my pelvis back up for him to play with me even more. His chuckle turned dark, loving the control he already had.
"I plan to punish her later. I plan to force her into as many orgasms as possible while I sit back with all the power. She needs to learn a lesson, but I'm going to teach it in a way no man has ever done before."
"Yes," I breathed in agreement, already dreaming about her body writhing below his power. Because it had been a few days since I'd been touched, I could already feel myself getting tighter. Without needing to say anything, Dray already knew. He could always read my body better than I could.
"That's right, Tony. You're going to feed me this release for me to feel down my throat. I'll use her cum as a chaser later." His words ruined me, bucking my hips forward as he hurried to secure his mouth around my exploding tip. Emptying my balls felt like a relief I didn't know I needed. Contemplation took over me as I felt too relaxed to move.
Draven got out from underneath the table, impressed with his fast work. He knew I'd always be ready for him, and I'd always explode under his dominance. The way he filled my head about Emilia didn't help either because my attachment to her felt unhealthy too, but I also couldn't see myself loving either one at a lower level. They'd get the man who'd kill and maim on their behalf, giving bouquets with fingers of a monster who touched them without permission.
***
Before I could even do up my pants, a knock sounded from the other side of the door before Costas rushed in with Emilia hot on his heels. He spoke in Draven's native language, telling me it was someone local. Emilia kept trying to make sense of his words, but she couldn't keep up. It made me wonder what they were doing together for her to be so hot on his heels right after he received whatever message sent him in a panic.
"Costas?" Draven could see the concern as my guard listened for whatever word kept him holding his breath. I hurried to hide my flaccid cock. Our girl caught sight of it, pausing her panic long enough to feel a moment of glee in our misadventure.
Costas lowered the phone then, looking my lover in the eye. "It's the vineyard. There's been some kind of attack."
"Abuela?" Draven panicked, uncaring his dick still hung from his pants. If it had been anyone but these two, we'd have a lot more to explain. Costas kept listening to the report over the phone, taking notes on what might need changed to the security. It couldn't have been a coincidence with the timing of this attack after the breach we had here and the party invitation. Someone really wanted to keep our attention divided.
"Giuseppe says she's shook up, but she's well." Giuseppe De Luca was Draven's uncle, brother of his father, but the man hated the criminal life paved out for them by his dad and went to run the vineyard when he knew this life would be too hard on his loving soul. "She stood in the kitchen when the intruder made it inside. Because of her hearing loss, she didn't know she wasn't alone in the main home. Her screams alerted the guards, and the vandal ran."
Swallowing hard, I couldn't fathom her suffering. Seeing an attacker I couldn't hear? It made a sense of dread burrow deep within the marrow of my bones. Already knowing what Draven needed and would request, I nodded my head that I would handle the business here while he went there. He needed me to keep a sharper sight here while his attention got called away.
sixty-four
Draven
Getting the call I least wanted, my heart wouldn't beat evenly until I saw my grandmother's face untouched by the evil. Sofia kept skirting around me, but she refused to stay behind after we heard her home had been broken into. My leg kept bouncing as we drove deeper into the country toward the vineyard that we kept her on the mainland. Our boat ride didn’t take long, but the drive felt forever. My Abuela liked the distance she kept from everyone. She got to enjoy the view of the rolling hills where our grapes grew, overseeing the workers handling the fruit with little interaction.
Her life had been made when she got to be the one to move around our private property that others didn't know about and taste the wines being created. I made sure she got the life she wanted when I took over the family business. If it had been up to her son, she would've lived out her days in an elderly home. The rat bastard kept proving his little amount of worth with every action he took against us.
