Twisted Devotion to My Mafia Kings

Six

Nico

I hurried up the stairs towards the third floor. My office would be the one place I knew we would have the most privacy away from prying eyes. Usually I enjoy watching others and being watched, but right now... Right now, I was too worked up and too volatile to allow any vouyerism.

I bypassed couples leaning against the walls exploring each other's bodies. I strolled past the noises of skin slapping against skin from the pleasure rooms. I felt Dominics presence behind me. The heat of his body following close behind, sending chills up my spine. I could practically feel his breath against my neck with how close his proximity was to me.

I slammed through our office door and Dominic shut it with a lethal calmness I wished I possessed right now. I stood in the middle of the office with my chest heaving. The sage green walls that were decorated with the fine art that I generally liked looking at held no appeal right now. The winged back chair that sat behind my desk was askew from when I left the room earlier. The large oak desk was neatly organized. Everything had its place, down to the pens I had arranged in a neat and clean formation.

I held my hands by my sides, my fingers clenching into fists. I never allowed my emotions to show in front of others, especially enemies that I had the violent urge to stab. Warm breath tickled my neck and the spicy scent of Dominic's cologne flooded my senses. He smelled so damned good.

I turned around and smirked devilishly when I saw how heated his eyes were. His pupils were blown with lust and anticipation. The bulge in his pants hadn't decreased a single millimeter since we both noticed the little spitfire earlier. We would find her, later. Right now? Now I needed to work some frustration out of my system, because if I didn't I was sure that I would scare the poor girl off. We couldn't have that. Not yet, at least. That would come later.

"Kneel" I commanded. My tone held no room for argument.

Dominic was not a submissive person. Not for anyone except me. It went both ways for us. Our dynamic shifted constantly based on what the other needed. We were used to playing, the two of us. Occasionally sharing, but it was hard to find someone consistent that would be....accepting of our arrangement. It didn't help that in my world, being open about my sexuality was worse than murder. Murder and violence were a given in my world. But being bisexual or even gay was a death sentence.

Dominic fell to his knees instantly. His c**k straining at the zipper of his pants, begging for release. Soon. I unbuckled my belt and pulled it through the loops of my pants. Before I could even return my hands to undo each button and zipper, his strong hands hooked around the edge of my pants and tugged me closer. My eyes narrowed and he smirked defiantly at me. He popped the button on my pants and, with a painstaking slowness, tugged the zipper down. The only sound in the room was my ragged breaths and the sound of the metal zipper opening. My c**k was rock hard, and I could feel the prelum leaking from the tip.

Sometimes the best release of energy, anger or anticipation for me was to f**k, or be f****d. Right now? Now I needed to f**k.

"Pull out my c**k" I ordered. He complied, pulling my pants and my boxer briefs down my legs and licked his lips when my length bobbed free.

I was not a small man. Not by any means. I had length and girth, but I wasn't insecure enough to admit that Dominic had exceeded me in both categories. The minute Dominic's fingers wrapped around my length I groaned. His touch felt like euphoria. I wove my fingers through his thick brown hair. The waves soft against my fingers. His warm brown eyes looked up at me, waiting for my instruction, though it was clear to see how eager he was.

Dominic stroked my length and I gave shallow thrusts into his fist. I gave him a nod, letting him know he had permission to go further. He spit on my length and squeezed it tight as he moved his hand up and down, rubbing his thumb along the slit in my head. He smeared the precum, mixing it with the saliva coating my shaft.

"f**k" I groaned. "That feels good,"

Dominic chuckled, the sound more feral than anything. I gripped his hair tight and tapped his cheek with my palm.

"Open your f*****g mouth," I growled. His eyes were practically black with heat and desire. Not a single hint of the warm golden brown they usually are.

Dominic opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. His hands left my c**k and drifted up my thighs. His nails scratching along the skin as they followed the path up to my ass. He gripped me in his fingers, squeezing. Playing. I wrapped my fingers around my length and guided myself into his waiting mouth. I didn't give him time to adjust. I thrust in deep, reveling in the sounds of him gagging, choking, sputtering.

"That's it, look at you taking my c**k so well," I praised. I tended to have a praise kink, along with the dark side of me. Where I tended to thrive on control and dominance, he was the wild card of the two of us. He thrived on receiving pain just as much as he did giving it. We balanced each other out. Two halves of one whole.

His fingers kneaded my ass, massaging the skin and muscles there. There was a bite of pain from his fingernails digging in and I groaned again. I thrust hard and deep into his mouth. I could feel his tongue working against my length as I thrust in and out of his warm, wet, mouth. His throat constricted against my length and he moaned. The vibrations of his vocal cords sent a shot of pleasure and ecstasy up my c**k and straight into my balls. Fuckkkkk.

I thrust in particularly deep, feeling him gag against my length. I held my position there. The sounds he made were like a symphony. I pulled out and smirked at the trail of spit connecting from my d**k to his lips. He pulled my hips towards his mouth.

"Want more?" I asked and he nodded. He knew I needed this. He knew I needed the release.

Dominic let go of my hips and reached down and palmed his own c**k through his pants. I gave him the permission he was looking for and watched with rapt attention as he pulled his length free and began stroking it as I slowly pushed it back into his mouth. I gripped both sides of his face before speeding up my thrusts. In, out. In, out.

He stroked himself in time with my thrusts. He was a truly beautiful man. I closed my eyes and imagined a set of grey eyes behind a emerald green mask looking up at me as she knelt next to him. My mystery girl looked so beautiful next to him. I imagined her kissing on his neck and stroking his c**k as Dominic sucked on my length. My hips shuttered as Dominic hollowed out his cheeks and swirled his tongue along my length. When I opened my eyes, I saw he was still stroking his own length, but his other hand reached back up my own hips.

His hand slowly glided along my skin, and he gripped my ass tight. I knew what he was doing. If he didn't have a mouth full of my c**k, I knew the bastard would be smirking. I felt the pressure against my rim and growled. He pushed a finger inside. I threw my head back and moaned loudly as he f****d my ass with his finger in rhythm with my thrusts into his own throat.

"Jesusfuckingchrist! I'm going to come if you keep that up," I growled. I gripped his hair and yanked, making sure he heard me. With a devilish gleam in his eyes, he pushed his finger further before adding a second. "f**k, that feels so f*****g good."

I felt the familiar tingle of my release creeping up on me. I could see in his erratic jerks of his own c**k that he was close too. I f****d his mouth with reckless abandon. Unrestrained and surrendering to the pleasure completely, I thrust into his mouth. It came on fast, my release. But I spilled into his throat and onto his tongue at the same time he found his own pleasure. Both of our chests were heaving and the scent of sweat and s*x hung heavy in the air. We stared at each other for a moment before he stood on a chuckle.

Dominic grabbed my cheeks and pressed his mouth to mine thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I tasted myself on him.

"Feel better?" He asked with a knowing smirk. I nodded. "Let's go find our pretty girl"