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Sel’s smile left, and his eyes turned into fire. “I’d let you.”
“Big, strong mafia don to be, huh? Let’s see how the future boss can wail and whine for me.”
“I don’t whine.”
Indio’s dick got even harder at that deep voice Sel got when he was in deep lust, and when he was proving his toughness. His confidence was sexy, his intelligence, his brutal truthfulness, all of it was hot, and they combined to make Indio want him more than he’d ever wanted anything.
He fell over Sel, staring into his eyes. “What do you see there?”
“In your eyes? I see that you want me. And I see you want me for a lot more than just…this.”
Indio moved down to kiss him tenderly, hoping that said all the things he couldn’t.
When he moved his face away from Sel’s, he saw more tears in the fucker’s eyes. “You okay?”
“Yeah. I’m happy.”
Indio took his cock in his hand and started to aim it to Sel’s hole. “Get your legs spread nice and wide for me, and hold on. This isn’t going to be soft and sweet.”
“I wouldn’t like it if it was.”
Chapter Thirty
Sel did hold on, but that didn’t help much. As soon as Indio was inside him, Sel let out a wail, but he did not whine. At least he’d kept that inside him, or he knew Indio would never let him forget.
That cock was big. Sel knew it would be a while before he grew used to it, but that didn’t bother him. He knew at last that Indio was going to keep him. They’d be together a very, very long time.
When he was all the way inside Sel, he grunted a laugh and bit Sel’s lip before he warned, “That was gentle compared to how I’m going to do it now. You okay with that? You want to holler out some kind of safeword?”
“No. If I want you to stop, I’ll say stop. We’ll get more technical when we want to. When we both want to.”
Indio liked that. His smile was sweet. “Good. As long as you’re okay. I really don’t want to hurt you…much.”
After that moment of sweetness, it became savage. Indio grabbed his wrists and held them to the pine needles and dirt while he started pounding into Sel like he was mechanic and not human.
Bam, bam, bam, his hips just pummeled him, and Indio felt his prostate jarred with each thrust. Indio’s mouth quickly moved from biting at his lips to sucking and biting his throat, grunting and growling as he did. His breath wasn’t even heavy yet, like banging into Sel wasn’t wearing on him in the least.
He wasn’t human. Sel knew that was the only explanation.
Sel was held down roughly, but he could handle it. Shit, he loved it. Indio showed him with every punch of his dick that he was strong, and maybe the man Sel needed most. Sel was a Carrillo and only the strongest of men and women could handle them. He’d seen that his entire life.
Indio flipped him over and brought up his hips, getting his cock back in quickly and taking a fistful of Sel’s hair in his hand. “Scream for me. Scream like a fucking mountain lion getting fucked.”
“Ahhhh fuck! Fuck me, Indio, fuck me, please, fuck me, oh god, yessssss!”
He screamed uncontrollably, with words at times and other times, with only sounds, and his voice rang out in the wilderness, likely scaring all the animals that were within a mile of them, much like they’d already scared the birds.
Sel had his hand in fists, but in those fists were more of those damn pine needles. He was going to have a thousand little holes in him when Indio got finished spreading that hole so open, he might fit a tree trunk inside him.
He felt teeth on his shoulder, a hand gripping his tiny waist, leaving bruising pinches where his grip tightened. There was nothing soft or gentle about the fuck, but it was them. If a fuck could represent people, that kind of rough, hard fuck did them.
Neither of them were soft people. Neither were raised to be soft people. Even as a child, Sel was smart enough to know what his family did for their money. He knew his father wasn’t a normal kind of businessman.
Having a beautiful, strong man inside him, banging him with all his might, it fit the way he wanted to live. Never easy, never gentle, but full throttle, danger and adventure in every single day.
And if they did decide to try out BDSM, that would only add to the adventure, though Sel didn’t know how well he’d truly do, obeying anyone. He’d done that all his life, wishing for the day when he could be the one that ruled.
Still, if it would be anyone he’d obey, it would be Indio. He was truly in love with the man. He’d known it the moment he knew Indio had killed to save his life.
