Page 45 of Spider Demon's Kiss

“You are not torturing my brother!” I said feeling my wolf’s protective rage.

“Geez, calm down. I didn’t say anything about torturing him. I just need to talk to him. Where can we do it?” he asked enthusiastically.

Kuroi was serious and excited. What made him think he could find out something like that? Sure, Matteo wasn’t the most sophisticated person I knew, but my brother knew how to keep his mouth shut.

When I didn’t reply, Kuroi added, “Come on, put me in the same room as him. I’ll find out for you.”

When Lorenzo and I remained silent he mentioned, “You’re my husband. We’re going to end up in the same roomtogether eventually. So, sooner or later, it is going to happen. And if it happens after he’s killed you, I would have to kill him.”

“Come on, Dante, you would be saving two lives here,” Lorenzo joked.

I leaned back in my office chair and thought. Kuroi wasn’t wrong. They were gonna end up in the same room eventually. And something told me Kuroi wasn’t going to let this go. Maybe it was better if I had control over how and where it happened.

“Matteo had suggested the three of us having dinner together.”

“Wait, I thought we were supposed to have dinner together first,” Lorenzo reminded me.

“Ah, that’s so sweet,” Kuroi cooed. “And if you’re ever suspected of killing my husband, believe me, I would be the first person you would see,” he said in more threatening baby voice than I thought possible.

“Luckily, we don’t have to worry about that, because Lorenzo is the most loyal brother I have.”

“Let’s hope so. So, when do I get to meet the traitor?”

“We don’t know he’s a traitor. We don’t even know if our father is making a move against me.”

“Then it’s time to find out. Set up the dinner and let me know when. I’ll prepare a meal fit for my king,” he said getting up and heading to the door.

“Actually, I’ll set it up at Maramar. They have a cannoli you have to try.”

Kuroi, who had his hand on the knob, looked back at me. It was obvious that I was choosing a public setting to limit the extracurricular actives by either of them. I half expected Kuroi to insist, but he didn’t. I guess that only meant I had three things to punish him for, the third being speaking when he said he wouldn’t.

“Arrange it for tonight,” Kuroi said relenting.

“It will be for tomorrow night. We have plans tonight,” I told him showing my displeasure with my eyes.

Looking back at me, he nearly whimpered. “Oh right, our plans. I’ll be dressed and ready when you get home.”

His words made my dick hard. Watching him go, I imagined his small waist gripped between my large hands and the feeling of the front of my thighs against the back of his. I would make him moan.

“You two have plans tonight?” Lorenzo asked me when he was gone. “Have you two been seen out together yet?”

“It’s not that type of plan,” I said revealing much more than I should have but too aroused to stop myself.

After debating the wisdom of allowing Kuroi to have dinner with Matteo first, I said the final word on it and the dinner was arranged. With a lot of things left to do for the day, there was only one thing I could think of. How was I going to punish Kuroi for disobeying me?

There were a lot things I could do but which should I employ. In the end, I had to do some research. He was clearly more familiar with being punished than I was with punishing. But one thing I was good at was pushing a body to its physical limits to get what I want. I wanted Kuroi, so I would have to push him.

I was never one for shopping, but the shopping trip that followed, I liked. It was at a shop in the heart of Harlem. The place had a lot of options. Imagining how I could use each on Kuroi made my cock throb.

After spending an hour browsing, I left the shop with a few things. I could barely stop myself from running every light on the way home. When I parked, I had to take a breath to get my dick to calm down. Collecting my bags and entering the elevator, I felt my wolf take over me.

Entering my apartment, the living room was empty.

“Kuroi, come here now!” I said, my wolf awash in fury and lust.

Kuroi exited my bedroom meekly. He had been in my room. Yet another thing to punish him for. Wearing a Japanese robe embroidered with gold silk, he approached me, lowered his head and said, “Yes, Sir?”

Hearing it, my cock again flashed hard. With him in front of me, I imagined pushing my fingers across his mahogany skin.

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