VegasPete (fanfic) ABOverse

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Vegas' POV

I admired my work, lying there writhing in front of me. A part of me was still connected to him, his chest heaving with each breath, covered in fresh bite marks and bruises I had just created. I wanted his entire body to be marked by me.

Pete.

Why does he affect me this much?

I thrust my knot in, rapidly, hearing groans from deep in his throat. He shot me a defiant glare before closing his eyes tightly, trying to suppress his emotions. I loved that look of his; every time I saw it, my desire flared up even more.

Despite the limited movement and the fact that I had already filled the condom inside him, it was never enough.

I recalled his facial expressions, the way his body responded, every twitch of his muscles as I thrusted inside him. He never said "yellow" or "red."

'You must kill him. Someone like Pete would rather die than betray the main family. Keeping him is pointless.'

Hah.

The reason I ordered no one to enter my room was to prevent anyone from finding Pete! If someone like Big had found him, he would have killed Pete immediately if I hadn't been there.

Thinking about it, my anger surged. I lifted Pete's legs over my shoulders, finding a good angle before thrusting deeper to vent my frustration. The knot prevented withdrawal but made penetration another matter.

"Vegas, no! It's too deep."

Pete's voice made me to thrust harder. His hands clawed at mine, gripping his hips.

I leaned down to kiss his exposed neck, biting at any unmarked skin.

"I won't let you die, Pete." His nails dug into my back, scratching and dragging, sending sharp pain through me. Good. I used my other hand to stroke him, matching the rhythm of my thrusts.

"Vegas, ahhh Vegas..."

"Pete, tell me," I could barely form the words. His tightness was overwhelming, and his moans...

"Has anyone ever fucked you like this? Or is it just me?" I kissed the tears at the corner of his eyes, his lips murmuring incoherently.

"Well?" I squeezed his length, his tightness increased.

"No... just you. Vegas, I can't take it anymore."

I kissed his lips as he kept calling my name. I, who never kissed anyone, was breaking all my rules. I bit his lip until I tasted blood. He responded by scratching my back again. I couldn't help but smile into the kiss, ravaging his mouth as I knew we were both close.

"Pete, you're mine!" I punctuated each word with a thrust until we both finally climaxed. My lower half felt a huge relief as the knot began to loosen.

Slowly, I pulled out, seeing pieces of the broken condom and my cum leaking from him.

"Pete, sorry. I broke the condom." Pete, who had been lying there panting, immediately widened his eyes and reached down to check himself.

"Vegas!"

"Relax. I don't have any diseases."

"You sleep around so much, I don't believe you."

"I'll get tested and show you. All my previous partners were fucked by Kinn, your boss."

Pete looked alarmed, trying to stop my cum from leaking out into him.