The silence in Matteo's penthouse was broken only by the soft rustle of silk restraints and Emilio's shallow, panting breaths. He was bound to the headboard, hands tied above his head with black silk, thighs trembling from anticipation. The room was dimly lit, shadows flickering along the walls, catching the gleam of metal toys lined neatly on the dresser like weapons.
Matteo stood at the foot of the bed, shirtless, muscles tensed, eyes dark and hungry. "You've been such a brat lately, Emilio," he murmured, voice low and dangerous. "You think I wouldn't notice how you tease, how you provoke?" His fingers skimmed down Emilio's bare chest, pausing to pinch a nipple hard enough to make him moan.
"I" Emilio's protest was cut off with a firm hand gripping his jaw.
"No speaking unless I say so," Matteo ordered, voice edged in ice. "Tonight, you're mine. Nothing else exists but your submission. Understood?"
Emilio nodded, throat tight, heart pounding.
Matteo's smile was slow and wolfish. "Good boy."
He reached to the dresser and picked up a remote. A soft buzzing filled the room as he turned on a sleek little toy smooth and curved. Emilio's eyes widened. Matteo ran it slowly over Emilio's inner thigh, teasing him, watching him squirm.
"So sensitive already," he whispered, the toy pressing closer. "Let's see how long that sweet mouth of yours can stay quiet."
He pressed the toy against Emilio's entrance, watching as the omega gasped and arched off the bed. The vibrations made his legs tremble, his toes curl. Matteo slid it inside, slowly, deliberately, eyes locked onto Emilio's face. When it was seated fully, he clicked the remote to increase the intensity.
Emilio whimpered.
Matteo chuckled. "Oh, you're going to beg me to stop soon. But I won't. Not until I've broken you apart and put you back together."
He climbed onto the bed, straddling Emilio's thighs. His hands roamed over trembling skin, teasing, pinching, caressing. Every touch felt electric. He leaned down, tongue flicking over a nipple, then biting it gently until Emilio was writhing.
The vibrations inside him grew stronger. Matteo watched with fascination as Emilio's cock twitched, leaking with no relief in sight.
"You want to come?" Matteo purred. "Too bad."
He wrapped a tight leather ring around the base of Emilio's cock, effectively denying him. Emilio whimpered again, a low sound of frustration.
"That's it, baby. Give me every sound. Let me hear how badly you want it."
Matteo reached again for the toys this time, a slim wand that pulsed to life with a click. He touched it to the inside of Emilio's thigh, then his stomach, then slowly to the tip of his cock.
Emilio cried out, back arching, eyes rolling back. "Please!"
"Oh?" Matteo raised a brow. "Did I say you could speak?"
Emilio shook his head desperately, hips jerking into the wand. Matteo clicked it up another setting. The vibration grew, intense, cruel, merciless.
"Good boy. Now take it. You wanted this, didn't you? Wanted to be ruined. Look at you helpless, dripping, aching."
He kept the wand pressed, moving it in slow, torturous circles, while the internal vibrator buzzed relentlessly inside him. Emilio was shaking, sweat sliding down his chest.
"Say it," Matteo whispered. "Say who you belong to."
"You...Matteo please I'm yours," Emilio gasped. "Only yours."
Matteo's expression softened, just a little. He kissed him then rough and deep, tongue claiming, dominating, possessing.
"That's right. My good boy."
He reached down and removed the cock ring. Emilio sobbed from the sudden pressure. Matteo didn't stop. He turned both toys to their highest setting and watched as Emilio shattered.
The orgasm hit like a wave. Emilio cried out, body convulsing, spilling hard and fast. Matteo held him through it, never letting up, overstimulating him as promised.
"Too much," Emilio gasped, trembling. "Please…"
"Shh," Matteo soothed, removing the toys gently. He untied Emilio's hands and cradled him close, running a hand down his spine.
"You did so well, mi amore. So perfect. So wrecked."
Emilio buried his face in Matteo's neck, boneless and spent. "You're insane," he mumbled.
Matteo grinned. "Insane for you."