The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 90: It’s An Order! 2

Chapter 90: It’s An Order! 2

The air between Eduardo and Marcello changed immediately when Marcello initiated the kiss. They were close enough to breathe each other in, but Eduardo’s lips remained parted. Then Marcello grabbed Eduardo’s wrist and pinned him to the bed.

"Don’t move"

"Yes, young master," he replied.

He lowered his head and covered Eduardo’s lips with his own. The kiss hit hard and fast, filled with urgency as if Marcello was taking something he’d wanted for a long time. Eduardo’s heart pounded, and his mind was spinning, but he couldn’t pull away.

Maybe he really wanted this to clear his mind. Marcello crossed his legs to the other side, sitting on Eduardo’s body.

Eduardo gasped as their bodies pressed together, feeling his hardness. Marcello’s teeth brushed his lip, and the urge to get touched was overwhelming. His body trembled as he was on Eduardo’s body. It was so obvious that he noticed.

Then Eduardo tangled his fingers in Marcello’s hair, deepening the kiss. He pulled Marcello’s face closer to his, biting and ravaging his lips.

He even widened his eyes, wondering...

’How did he get so good?’

He pulled his face back, trying to catch his breath. He looked at Eduardo’s unbothered face and started unbuttoning his own shirt.

"Hey, Eddy. I’ll let you take over today. Do whatever you want to this body"

"Is that an order?"

"If I say no, would you not touch me? Even if I get married, nothing will stop me from doing what I want with you, not even crybaby" he said.

Eduardo took off his top, exposing his huge chest and the scar that he got from the stab a few weeks ago.

Marcello trailed his fingers over it.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Well, it doesn’t hurt that much," he responded.

"I see"

Marcello tossed his shirt to the floor, also exposing his body. Just while he was trying to unbuckle his belt, Eduardo lifted him off his body and placed him on the bed.

Marcello froze.

’Am I that light or... is he just too strong?’

"Since I’ll be in charge, leave everything to me. I’ll make you feel good" Eduardo said, biting his zip. He dragged it down with his teeth.

Immediately, he slipped Eduardo’s pants off his legs and tossed them on the floor. Slowly crawling towards Marcello, he buried his face into Marcello’s shoulders, kissing it. He bit his earlobe, then moved down his neck, leaving a lot of kiss marks all over his body.

"Eddy! Shouldn’t you..."

"Shh" Eduardo covered his mouth with his hand. "Don’t worry, I won’t take much of your time" he said and swiftly raised Marcello’s legs.

Marcello gritted his teeth.

’What’s happening?’

The next second, his briefs were off his body. His knees were almost touching his face.

"What are you doing, Eddy?"

"Relax, young master. Leave it to me" he said.

Marcello doesn’t know if he should trust him with it. Eduardo was moving so fast, and all of his movements were unpredictable.

Marcello immediately tensed when he felt a finger around his entrance.

"Wa.. wait, you’re not putting it inside now, are you?"

"Not yet" Eduardo replied and slipped two of his fingers into his hole.

"Hng!" A moan escaped his lips. Marcello slammed his hand over his lips, trying to suppress it. Eduardo did nothing but thrust in two fingers and he was already wet. His dick that was touching his stomach was already hard and leaking.

"You’re so tight, young master"

"Are you supposed to be saying that? Where did you even learn this from?"

"You..." Eduardo tilted his head, wearing an innocent look on his face.

"Me? I never did any of this to you" he said.

Eduardo couldn’t explain further. Because, all of these were what he saw when he was with Marcello, while he was Carlo.

"Bend him over!"

"Pin him to the desk"

"Spread his legs wider. I heard he’s a ballerina, he should be flexible enough"

Marcello always corrected and suggested weird styles for those people having sex in front of him. He had no other choice but to learn them while observing.

"I saw it on the internet. Don’t worry, it’ll be over before you know it," he lied and added yet another finger.

"Hng... Ah... Fuck" he moaned repeatedly as he thrust his fingers in and out of Marcello, his body shuddering repeatedly. The obscene sounds it made echoed in the room, together with Marcello’s moan.

Marcello’s body trembling in excitement as he was being touched.

"It’s still tight. At this rate, your hole won’t get used to my size, young master. What do we do?"

"Nothing. Just... Force it in when it’s time" he replied, with his cheek flushed red. Eduardo slipped his fingers out of him and saw the messy state Marcello was in on the bed.

His legs fell back against the mattress and he locked eyes with Eduardo. Eduardo grinned as he reached for Marcello’s hard dick.

"Huh? You already came. Isn’t that too soon, young master?"

"Shut it" Marcello gritted his teeth.

Eduardo chuckled and wrapped his fingers around his dick.

"Since I’m in charge, don’t come until I tell you to"

"Hah! Haha! I wonder who’s the young master and slave between both of us"

Eduardo remained silent. He raised Marcello’s legs again and placed them on his shoulder.

"I know you’re the young master and I’m your slave. But right now, you’re at my mercy, Marcello" he said, scooping out his dick.

It was painfully hard.

"Wait! You can’t put it in"

"Who said I was putting it in, young master? I’m just going to use your legs" he said with a simple smile.

He slid between Marcello’s thighs, pressing close. Wrapping his hands around Marcello’s legs, he leaned in, his breath hot against Marcello’s skin. His hand trailed around his legs as he bit him.

"Remember, young master. Don’t come until I tell you to" he grinned.

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At an unknown location in Russia.

The underground facility was dark and silent, the sound of water dripping from rusted pipes.

Inside another chamber, filled with drugs, chemicals, blood and also... With muffled screams, a man stood amongst them, watching through the glass door, his most prized creation.

"Did we succeed this time?"

"Yes, boss. The production of APHRO-16 is complete" one of the scientists responded, passing the small pill to him.

He took it and inspected it closely. A huge grin stretched across his face, before he brought it to his lips, kissing it obsessively.

"Finally! After fifteen trials, it has finally worked" he laughed loudly and suddenly froze.

"Have you tested it?" He asked.

"Yes, boss. It worked, just like you wanted"

"I see..." He turned the pill towards the dim light, his maniacal smile widening even more.

"But, I want to try it out first" His gaze darkened. "Who should I use this on?"

Fabio gripped the pill tightly, already picturing his next move.