Page 15 of The Bratty Heir

The words hit Luca like a physical blow, arousal spiking hot and heavy in his gut. He should be offended, should be pushing Victor away and storming out. But all he could think about was how much he wanted to surrender, to let Victor take control and quiet the chaos in his head.

"Please," Luca begged, beyond pride or pretense. "Please, Daddy. I need you."

Victor's eyes blazed with hunger and something deeper, more tender. "Shh, baby boy," he murmured, pressing soft kisses to Luca's flushed cheeks. "Daddy's got you. I'll give you what you need."

He slid down Luca's body, leaving a trail of biting kisses in his wake. When he reached the waistband of Luca's boxers, he looked up, seeking permission.

Luca nodded frantically, lifting his hips in silent plea. Victor smirked, hooking his fingers under the elastic and slowly, torturously, pulling them down.

Luca's cock sprang free, hard and leaking against his stomach. Victor's eyes darkened at the sight, a hungry growl rumbling in his chest.

"Beautiful," he murmured, pressing a kiss to Luca's inner thigh. "Such a pretty cock for Daddy to play with."

Before Luca could respond, Victor swallowed him down in one smooth motion. Luca cried out, his back arching off the bed at the sudden wet heat engulfing him.

Victor worked him with expert skill, alternating between long, slow sucks and quick, teasing licks. Luca writhed beneath him, hands fisting in the sheets as he fought against the urge to thrust up into that talented mouth.

"Daddy," he gasped, teetering on the edge of orgasm. "Please, I'm gonna..."

Victor pulled off with an obscene pop, his hand wrapping around the base of Luca's cock in a firm grip. "Not yet, baby boy," he growled. "You come when I say you can. Understand?"

Luca whined, frustration and arousal warring in his veins. But he nodded, desperate to please. "Yes, Daddy," he gasped. "I understand."

Victor's eyes flashed with approval. "Good boy," he purred, the praise sending shivers down Luca's spine. "Now, tell me what you want. Use your words, baby."

Luca swallowed hard, his cheeks burning with a mixture of shame and desire. "I want... I want you inside me," he whispered, unable to meet Victor's intense gaze. "Please, Daddy. I need to feel you."

Victor groaned, his control visibly slipping. "Fuck, baby. You're going to be the death of me."

He reached for the bedside drawer, retrieving a bottle of lube. Luca's breath hitched as Victor slicked his fingers, anticipation coiling hot and heavy in his gut.

The first press of Victor's finger against his entrance made Luca gasp, his body tensing involuntarily. Victor's free hand stroked soothingly down his flank.

"Relax, little prince," he murmured. "Daddy's got you. Just breathe."

Luca forced himself to relax, melting into Victor's touch. The older man worked him open slowly, carefully, adding fingers one at a time until Luca was a writhing, begging mess.

"Please," Luca sobbed, fucking himself back on Victor's fingers. "I'm ready, I swear. Need you so bad, Daddy."

Victor's eyes were dark with lust and something deeper, more tender. He withdrew his fingers, positioning himself at Luca's entrance.

"Look at me," he commanded softly.

Luca's eyes fluttered open, meeting Victor's intense gaze. For a moment, the world narrowed to just the two of them, everything else fading away.

Then Victor pushed in, and Luca's world exploded into sensation.

The stretch burned, a delicious ache that made Luca's toes curl. Victor was big, bigger than anyone Luca had ever been with, and the feeling of fullness was overwhelming.

"Fuck," Victor growled, his voice strained. "So tight, baby. So perfect for me."

He stilled once he was fully seated, giving Luca time to adjust. Luca whimpered, desperate for more but afraid to move.

"Please," he whispered, hands clutching at Victor's broad shoulders. "Move. Need you to move, Daddy."

Victor's control snapped. He pulled out almost completely before slamming back in, setting a punishing pace that had Luca seeing stars.

"This what you needed, baby?" Victor growled, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust. "Needed Daddy to fuck you stupid, put you in your place?"

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