5

ENZO

The air in the room turned electric the second she crossed the threshold. It wasn't just the sight of her, but it was also the scent of her vulnerability, that came as a sweet, terrifying musk that hit me like a physical blow. Immediately, I felt my cock stir, a thick, insistent throb against the heavy leather of my pants.

"Am I the only one getting a boner right now?" Nathan asked his voice rough and unashamed. I almost laughed, and maybe I would have, had I not been going through the same thing as well.

"Nope," I replied, my gaze locked on her shaking form. I watched her jump back a bit, but all it did was make my lips curl in satisfaction. "You definitely are not the only one.”

 “Take it easy on her, boys.” I continued, staring at them before passing my attention back to Rose. “We don't want to scare our food away now, do we?"

I didn't mind the fear, though. If anything, I thrived on it. I let my hand drop to my lap, slowly stroking the length of myself through my pants, watching her eyes widen at the gesture. Maybe it was still early, but I could already imagine the face she would make once we'd ask her to suck us off. Her eyes would widen the exact way it had just done now, but the moment her mouth wrapped around our cocks, fuck, that would be pure bliss.

I pushed the thoughts aside before pulling myself back to the present. I’d planned this moment down to the minute. We’d take her today, the same day her father had been laid out on a surgical table. He was still alive though, for now. He was probably helpless back there, and here she was, right on schedule and looking like a five star meal just waiting to be gobbled up.

Rose looked shocked, her small frame vibrating with terror. I leaned forward, my voice dropping to a low, predatory tone.

"Take off your clothes, little flower." My voice was low and echoed in the room. “We want to take a good look at you.”

"I... I haven't even showered yet," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. “I don't think…”

"Oh we know, little flower." I countered, a dark smirk tugging at my lips. "We’ve been watching you."

She stood frozen then, her knuckles whitening against her dress. I made a show of leaning back against my chair, letting out a heavy, bored sigh before I spoke.

"If you don't want to do this, it’s fine." I watched the spark of relief ignite in her eyes, a cruel hope that I was about to snuff out. I chuckled darkly. "But the police will be here in ten minutes. And I’ll have them make sure your daddy knows his little girl has been arrested, too. What will poor daddy do with no one to look after him just after his surgery too?"

The hope died instantly, and it was the most beautiful thing to watch. Her hands flew to the buttons of her shirt, frantic and clumsy as she rushed to rid herself of her clothes. As she worked her fingers, I nodded in approval. Today wasn't a day for being a gentleman.

She was the currency for her father’s sins, and she was going to be spent recklessly, just as she deserved. She looked innocent, sure, and probably didn't deserve this, but we hadn't been guilty of anything when our parents were murdered, and no one had spared us.

Life wasn't fair that way.

I wasn't sure how much time passed after that, but when she stood there in just her bra and panties, Rowan let out a low, appreciative whistle.

"Would you look at those breasts," he growled. “They're fucking perfect.” Yes they are.

Rowan's words lit up something in me, and I felt a surge of conflicting heat. On the one hand, I had a raw, jagged anger at who she was, and on the other, a desperate, agonizing need to ravage her until she screamed my name. She was so young, just a college kid, and for a fleeting second, I thought about being easy on her. Then I felt the pulse of my cock against my palm and remembered why she was here.

"Everything, baby girl," Nathan commanded, his voice thick with hunger. "Take it all off."

Slowly, her fingers hooked into the lace behind her. She worked with the hook, and it took every bit of self control in me not to rush behind her and take off the damn thing myself. First the bra fell, revealing pale, perfect breasts with nipples already peaked from the cold, or the fear, whichever one was fine, really. Then the panties hit the floor, and I let out a slow fuck.

The scent of her arousal filled the air, and while I snuffed in the sweet aroma, Nathan began to circle her like a wolf, his eyes devouring every inch of her creamy skin.

"Beautiful," he murmured, his fingers grazing her hip. "Skin soft like butter. I can barely control myself baby."

I saw the flush creep up her chest and settle in her cheeks. She tried to cover herself, her arms crossing over her chest, but Rowan was on her in a flash. He snatched her wrists, pinning them at her sides.

"Do that again and you’ll punished." he warned, his voice a low vibration. He leaned in, burying his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. "God, she smells incredible." Even without showering, I bet she does.

I watched for another moment, my own blood boiling. "Stop playing with the food," I barked.

I crushed my cigar into the glass tray and set my drink down. I pulled my shirt over my head, feeling the cool air hit my skin as I stood up.

 "Get her nice and ready for me," I told the guys. "But don't kiss her. I want to taste her first."

They didn't need to be told twice. Nathan lifted her effortlessly, tossing her onto the bed. She let out a quiet gasp, and when I said it was music to my ears, you just had to believe me. Rose's eyes darted from one brother to the other, and the fact that she looked innocent in all of this only turned me the fuck on.

She attempted to hide or move far away, but Nathan immediately hovered over her, his mouth finding one of her breasts, swirling his tongue around the nipple before taking the whole weight of her into his mouth.

“Oh.” She let out a small, broken gasp, but Nathan didn't stop. Instead, he increased the tempo.

“Fuck, she tastes even better.” Nathan mouthed more to himself than anyone else. With her breast still in his mouth, his finger pinched the other nipple, and she let out a deep moan. “So fucking perfect.”

While he was busy, Rowan climbed onto the bed, sliding his body between her legs. He stared at her exposed pussy, pink and almost dripping. She hadn’t even been really touched yet and she was already dripping wet. I stood at the foot of the bed, my hand back on my cock, stroking it hard as I watched them work her. I wanted her slick, I wanted her body to betray her mind, I wanted her to be mine.

“Please.” Rose croaked, but all I heard in her voice was pleasure and ecstasy threatening to overwhelm her.

“Please what?” Nathan mumbled into her ear, and when he bit down on the shell, she shuddered. “Don't you like this? Do you want us to stop?”

She didn't speak. She just shook her head and bit down on her bottom lip. That was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, and I felt blood rush to my groin immediately.

Rowan lowered himself to her thighs then and began planting kisses around her skin. Rose would squirm and moan, the pleasure getting to her. For a few seconds he just teased her until his tongue finally landed on her cunt. Rose gasped and her eyes widened, then rolled to the back of her head. Fuck me.

Nathan and Rowan switched places with practiced fluidity, like they were born for this moment. Nathan moved down, his hand sliding between her thighs. He wanted to finger her, but then he paused, his eyes snapping up to meet mine. Rowan paused too.

"She’s tight, Enzo," Nathan muttered, his voice laced with a new kind of intensity. "Enzo, she’s really tight." A virgin

The realization hit the room like a physical weight. She was a college student, expected to have had some experience in the sex department but the way she resisted his entry, she was untouched. She was still a virgin, and the thought excited me the more. I was sure them too.

“Keep going.” My voice was husky. I kept my eyes on her as I spoke, and I didn't miss how she trembled.

Nathan slid his fingers into her and began to play, and when he hit one of her spots, she arched back, giving him more space to enter.

As her breath began to hitch, her hips starting to roll in spite of herself, I moved. I crawled onto the bed, looming over her. Somewhere in between me standing and Rose enjoying herself, Nathan had slid another finger inside her, expanding and preparing her for what was to come.

Her moans hit the ceiling as she arched and writhed, and I knew what was coming next. She was close. But just as she was about to hit her climax, Nathan pulled his hand away, stalling her release.

“What?” She let out a whimper of frustration. She was panting now, her eyes wide and darting between us, like she was contemplating asking the question that hung on her lips. “Why, why did you stop?”

I didn't answer, neither did I give her a second to recover. I grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me, and crashed my mouth onto hers. I was intoxicated by her, the taste of her fear mixed with the sudden, sharp sweetness of her arousal. I kissed her hard, my tongue claiming her mouth while my brothers held her down.

We switched places one last time, and I knelt between her spread thighs, the head of my cock weeping and glistening with precum as it pressed against her narrow entrance. I didn't rush. Hell, if my self control was stronger, I wanted nothing more than to savor this moment for the rest of my life. I leaned forward, angling myself, using the juices Nathan had coaxed out of her to coat my length, sliding the head back and forth against her sensitive slit.

Her eyes widened, her chest heaving as she looked up at me. I leaned down, my lips grazing her ear as I felt her body trembling beneath me. I smirked, the heat in my gut finally boiling over.

"Relax, little flower," I whispered darkly. "We're just getting started."