Page 43 of Stolen Compliance

Sergio wants the perfect family. His princess to sell to the highest bidder and his heir who will step into his throne.

That’s not me.

If I’m going to one day take over this Family, it’ll be my way. Not Sergio’s, and certainly not Dominic’s; no matter how much he threatens me or bribes me with his dick.

“I don’t have all night, Teo,” he growls.

I meet his hard stare, hating how good he looks all mussed, the darkness in his eyes almost enough to get me going again. “You already ruined my fucking clothes.”

He smirks, dark and dangerous. “Maybe that’d teach you to keep your mouth shut.”

I scoff. “Like you weren’t thinking it. The bunny walks around here like he owns the fucking place, wearing his suits with his perfect fucking hair. He might be decent at torture, and not completely useless, but that doesn’t mean he knows how the real world works. Let’s show him.”

Striding out of the closet, I make to head into the ensuite, but Dominic stops me with a hand on my arm. “Where are you going?”

I look back at him incredulously. “To get a fucking towel. I don’t want piss on my sheets.”

He chuckles, the sound making the hairs on the back of my neck rise. “Don’t worry about that. If the bunny knows what’s good for him, he won’t spill.”

I swallow, heart racing as the realization hits me. I shouldn’t be surprised. Not with the type of twisted fuckery I know happens in training. But fucking hell.

Well, decision has been made, no going back now. Not if I want both of us to come out of this unscathed.

Luca looks…almost peaceful asleep on my bed. The marks littering his back on full display, red and angry because there’s no such thing as aftercare or cream here…not for punishments. Hell, I doubt Dominic has even heard of aftercare. At least I was able to clean the blood from his skin where it beautifully slit open with the shorter, harsher whip.

Though I quite liked the way the red looked paired with his skin tone and almost can’t wait until we’re allowed to bring him deeper into our world. The other side of me, though, the one that was innocent before all this, recoils in horror. While the side Luca seems to bring out, no matter how much I try to fight it, enjoyed caring for him.

Dominic grabs Luca’s hair and jerks his head up, startling him awake. My first instinct is to protest, to say he deserves to be woken gently, kindly…lovingly. I swallow that back and ignore the way my gut twists as I do so.

“Wake up, bunny,” Dominic says. “We’re not done with you yet.”

Luca tries to pull away, but Dominic holds him tightly. “What? What could you possibly want now?”

Fuck, he sounds amazing. His voice wrecked from screaming and sleep. I wonder if he’d sound like that after choking on my cock…

“You sound thirsty, bunny,” Dominic coos in a mocking tone. “Don’t worry. Teo has something to help.”

Thankfully, I’m already naked, so it’s nothing to pad over to the bed. Dominic shifts to the side so I can sidle up to Luca while he readjusts his hold on the bunny.

“Don’t fucking bite me,” I warn.

Before Luca can protest, I grab his head. With both of us holding him down, he doesn’t have a chance of fighting this.

Dominic reaches with his free hand to pry his mouth open, and I shove my cock in. Fuck… His mouth is warm and wet, even as he heaves and tries to push me out.

Shoving into the back of his throat, I let him choke on me, uncaring as he scrapes his teeth along the soft skin.

“This is a lesson for you, bunny,” I tell him. “Don’t fight us—because it’s going to happen either way.”

Luca blinks tear-filled eyes up at me, and my dick plumps at the beautiful sight: his lips stretched around my cock, tear tracks dried on his cheeks still, and brown eyes staring at me with hatred and a hint of submission. Because as much as he doesn’t want this, he’s like me; the sick and twisted gets him off.

Seeing that…fuck it does something for me. Something far more dangerous than harboring feelings for Dominic.

Pulling back, slapping him across the face when he tries to clamp down on my cock, I keep eye contact as my cock sits on his tongue, and the first splash of urine hits his mouth.

Luca jerks, and Dominic crowds into me so he can set a hand against Luca’s throat.

“Swallow, bunny,” he orders. “Don’t you fucking dare waste an ounce of what we give you. Ever. Cum, piss, hell, it could be fucking dog shit, and yet you’ll swallow every. Fucking. Morsel. Because you might not be mine—yet—but you will be. And I expect nothing but perfection and compliance from you.”