For the Love of Kane

by Ames Mills

“Khoroshiy mal’chik.” “What does that mean?” He smiles and pecks my lips. “Good boy.” Fucking hell, Kane Lyubava is dangerous. And I’m ready for it.

“Oh, stab me. Can you make it slow, though? My dick is hard as fuck just thinking about you carving up my skin.”

“I want to own you, take care of you, and spoil you. I want to take you on trips around the world, on dates, whatever your heart desires. In return, you give me your total submission.” “I’m already yours, Master,” Elijah whispers. “Please don’t leave me again.”

“I want you to wear my collar.” Jaxon pulls back to see my face. “I want you to be mine, and I want everyone to know that you belong to me.” I kiss him softly. “I love you, Litso kukly. I know it’s fast, but goddamn if you don’t already have my heart.”