I thought taking a life would bother me, but I didn't even bat an eye. Crawford slumped forward in the chair and the pistol lowered to my side, all three brothers standing at my back like imposing gods watching their disciple make a sacrifice. As the last death rattle left his miserable corpse a heavy sigh left my lips- its finally over.
"Sweet One," Silvano breathed and I felt his fingers brush against my hand. Slowly my gaze shifted from the dead man before me to meet the two-toned gaze of my youngest lover as he took the gun from me passing it to Vartan before wrapping his arms around me. My own arms that felt like they weighed a ton wrapped around his middle and my head settled against his chest. "I need you to go with Vartan and Arik," he whispered to me and I looked up at him, brow furrowing.
"Why?"
"They're gonna take you home while I get everything cleaned up here."
We gazed at one another for a moment then I nodded. He kissed me gently then let go of me and I released my hold on him to go to Arik who held outa hand to me. As he placed a hand on the small of my back I looked over my shoulder as Silvano pulled his cell phone from the pocket of his jeans then my gaze flicked to the man with the bullet wounds before allowing Arik to escort my to the waiting SUV.
On the drive to Oyster Bay we made a few stops so Vartan could scatter the pieces of the dismantled gun along the expressway. "How are you feeling?" Arik asked as Vartan unlocked the front door. I was silent as my gaze turned to him, a lustful fire filling my veins. My fingers took hold of the front of his shirt as I stepped into him and stood on my toes to press my lips to his. A low groan rumbled in his chest and his hands took hold of my hips returning the kiss.
Meaty fingers curled around the back of my neck and I was pulled away from Arik so Vartan could claim my lips in a rough kiss. "Fuck Princess," he groaned when our lips parted. "Blood is a good look on you."
A noise like a purr vibrated my vocal cords as I gazed up at him then he pulled me inside, the front door slamming shut behind the three of us. The distance from the entry hall to the master bedroom was marked by a trail of shed clothes on the floor and when we were upstairs I was laid out across the bed with Vartan's face between my legs and Arik's cock down my throat. What kind of person gets turned on after taking a life? Maybe I fit better into Silvano's world better then I'd ever imagined.
"Fuck," I moaned and my mouth left Arik when Vartan's left my body only to be replaced by his cock stretching me out. Slowly I reached out a hand to take hold of Vartan's wrist, leading it toward my throat.
"Are you sure Baby?" he softly asked and I nodded in response. My hands fell onto the bed by my head as he gentle wrapped his fingers around the column of my throat, slowly cutting off the blood flow. Arik leaned over and kissed me as I was starting to get light headed before he took hold of my arms so he could pin them above my head as his brother thrust into me.
Just like when he had me bent over the backseat of his SUV he muttered dirty things to me while he pounded into me. The adrenaline that was pumping through my bloodstream and the lack of blood flow to my brain had me on edge that it wasn't long before I was crying out as I came apart around Vartan and I believe that he was feeling the came because his fingers relaxed and I was beginning to come down from my high when he filled me full and let Ark take his place inside of me.
By the time they had fallen asleep on either side of me Silvano still hadn't gotten home so I lay awake between them listening to the sounds of the house. Gravel crunching under car tires reached me from all the way outside and I rose from the bed hurriedly pulling on my pajamas that lay on the dresser then ran down stairs just as the door opened. Silvano stood in the door way silhouetted by pale moonlight looking exhausted.
"Silvano," I breathed and ran across the entry hall, throwing myself into his arms. He embraced me tightly and walked us forward out of the doorway so he could kick the front door closed. His face was pressed against the top of my head and he gently rubbed my back.
"Darling One," he whispered into my hair then held me at arms length so he would cup one of my cheeks. "How do you feel?"
I placed a kiss on his palm then placed my hand over his. "Honestly?"
"Of course."
"I'm horny."
He gazed down at me and I watched the muscles around his mouth twitch in a smile. "Did my brother not take care of you in my absence?" he asked softly brushing some hair behind my ear.
"They took the edge off when we got home, but now I want more."
His hand moved to the back of my head and pulled my lips to his then picked me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist as he carried me into the living room. When I was set on my feet I dropped to my knees undoing his jeans. His fingers were in my hair as soon as I took him into my mouth. It felt like I'd only had my mouth wrapped around him for a second when he grabbed me up, pushing me back onto the chaise lounge so he could undo my jeans and yank them from my legs. My shirt was shoved up and his mouth closed around one of my nipples as he thrust deep inside of me, my moans echoing through the house to harmonize with the early morning birdsong.
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Sinful Alliance: A Reverse Harem Story
Ficción GeneralEarly in life I was dealt a bad hand when my parents were murdered in our home. Things were only slightly easier when I landed a bartending job at a posh club in New York City right out of foster care, it wasn't a glamorous life but it allowed me to...