Blood Money (Marchesi Loan Sharks #1) Read Online Silvia Violet

Categories Genre: Dark, M-M Romance, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Marchesi Loan Sharks Series by Silvia Violet
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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My ass clenched involuntarily. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to sleep thinking about the next day. “No, sir. I…it’s been a long time and I’m negative.”

“Good. I don’t like other men touching what’s mine.” I could practically hear the smile in his voice.

“Come sit with me and watch the other dancers.”

Val had arrived well before my final set of the night and summoned me from backstage. I was half hard just from watching him lean against the bar. “You don’t mind if they see us together?”

“I’m staking my claim.”

“Jesus.” Tyler fanned himself, and Val scowled at him.

“Get back to work.”

“I am working. I’m attending to the owner who doesn’t have a drink yet. Could I get you something?”

“Yes. And stop listening to us.”

Tyler grinned. “I’ll try.”

Once Val had his usual whiskey and soda, he took my hand and led me to a table at the side of the dance floor. We were in the shadows and could only be seen by a handful of the audience.

I started to pull out a chair, but Val grabbed my waist. “Sit on my lap.”

“I….”

“Are you arguing with me?”

“No, sir.”

“Good.”

He pulled me onto his lap so we were both facing the stage, then encouraged me to open my legs so they were on the outside of his.

Heat filled my cheeks at the thought of anyone seeing us like this. Somehow, I felt far more exposed than when I was dancing on stage in only a jockstrap.

Val leaned his head against mine, and I felt his warm breath against my ear. When I shivered, he laughed. “It’s so easy to affect you.” I bit my lip, not wanting to say anything that would only embarrass me more. “Watch the show.”

Filippo and Eddie were both on stage, grinding together so hard they were practically fucking in front of us.

“Are you ever going to let me dance with anyone else?”

His grip on me tightened, and his voice went gravelly. “Don’t even think about it.”

“It’s just for show.” And I’d noticed how many tips they got when they performed together. I’d heard they fucked each other in the private rooms while men watched, too.

“No one touches you. Don’t make me say that again.”

“Yes, sir.” My breath caught on the words. Why was my dick starting to plump up from him threatening me? Something was definitely wrong with me. I tried to look back at him, but he took hold of my chin and turned my head toward the stage.

“Watch. Think about me behind you like that. Bending you over. Making you put your hands on the floor, then driving into your ass, fucking you while you hang there, lifting your legs and holding you by the thighs while I split your ass open.”

He teased my inner thighs, touching them lightly, moving closer and closer to my cock. When he pressed against the hard ridge of my shaft, I sucked in a breath and tried to slide off his lap. I was going to lose my mind if he kept touching me like that when I knew he wouldn’t take it further.

He tightened his arm around my waist, easily holding me in place. “Don’t you dare try to escape. You’re mine.”

What the hell had I agreed to?

“You’re going to sit right here, and I’m going to play with you for as long as I want.”

“Yes, sir.”

He shifted his grip to the insides of my thighs and pulled them even further apart, making me feel like my cock was on display.

“Please, I….”

“Do I need to gag you?”

I imagined how that would feel, to have my voice taken away. To be even more thoroughly at his mercy. “H-here?”

“I’ll do it anywhere I want.”

Would he really? I didn’t think he’d want the whole audience watching, but I wasn’t going to test him. “No, sir. I can be quiet.”

“Good. You may answer questions if I ask them. Otherwise, just watch the show.”

I tried to do as he said, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything but his thumb rubbing against my bare thighs, then moving higher, brushing the edge of my tight shorts.

One of the guys on stage sank into a split, leaving his face right at the other man’s crotch. He leaned in until he was almost kissing the bulge in the other man’s jock strap. Men started yelling and taunting them:

“Suck him off!”

“Go on. Get his dick out!”

“Show us what you’ve got in there.”

“Wrap those lips around it!”

Val pressed his lips to my ear. “What if that was us, would you do what they said?”

“I…you wouldn’t want them watching.”

“As long as you’re with me, I don’t care. They can see how well you take me now that you’re mine and no one else can have you.”

I made a strangled sound. I couldn’t decide if I was turned on or horrified by that idea.


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