chapter 9

: Morning Light and New Hunger (Elena's POV)

Sunlight sneaks through the curtains and hits my face like a slap. I blink awake slow my body heavy and sore in all the right places. The bed feels different now. Sticky. Warm. Smells like sweat and sex and them. Matteo sleeps on one side arm thrown over my waist like he owns every inch of me. Luca sprawls on the other side snoring soft one leg tangled with mine. Nico is gone probably downstairs making coffee or planning the next way to break me open.

I stare at the ceiling my old glow in the dark stars still stuck up there from when I was twelve. They look stupid now. Childish. I used to lie here and wish for silly things like first kisses and prom dresses. Now all I can think about is how full I felt last night how their cocks stretched me how their cum filled me until it leaked everywhere. My pussy throbs just remembering. A fresh wave of wetness slips between my thighs.

I shift a little and Matteo stirs. His hand tightens on my hip fingers digging in just enough to make me gasp quiet. He opens one eye looks at me lazy smile spreading slow.

"Morning princess," he murmurs voice rough from sleep. "Still leaking us?"

I nod bite my lip. Shame burns my cheeks but the heat between my legs wins. Always wins now.

He rolls on top of me easy like I weigh nothing. His cock already hard presses against my stomach. Thick. Heavy. Ready.

"Let's see how much," he says low.

He slides down kisses my neck my breasts my stomach. When he gets between my legs he spreads me wide thumbs pulling my folds apart. I feel exposed raw swollen. His cum from last night mixed with mine still there shiny and thick.

He groans deep in his throat. "Fuck look at this pretty mess."

His tongue flattens against my clit slow lick that makes my hips jump. I grab the sheets moan loud enough to wake Luca. He grumbles rolls over watches with sleepy eyes.

Matteo licks again circles my clit sucks gentle then harder. Fingers push inside two then three curl hit that spot that makes stars explode behind my eyes. I arch back cry out his name like a prayer.

Luca moves closer kneels by my head. Cock in hand strokes slow. "Open baby girl. Suck while he eats you."

I turn my head take him in mouth. Salty warm familiar now. I suck greedy tongue swirling head bobbing deep as I can. He groans hand in my hair guides me.

Matteo adds another finger stretches me wider tongue flicking fast. Pleasure builds sharp fast too much. My thighs shake body tightens.

I come hard. Scream around Luca's cock. Pussy clenching squirting on Matteo's face. He laps it up greedy doesn't stop until I'm shaking crying from how good it feels.

When the waves slow Matteo climbs up lines himself up thrusts in one long stroke. Deep. Full. I gasp eyes rolling back.

Luca pulls out of my mouth strokes himself fast comes across my tits hot thick ropes landing warm on my skin.

Matteo fucks me steady hard bed creaking again. Every thrust pushes more cum out around his cock makes wet sloppy sounds fill the room.

I wrap my legs around him pull him deeper nails in his back. "Harder," I whisper voice broken. "Please harder."

He gives it to me. Pounds fast brutal. Hand around my throat squeezes just right. Vision blurs pleasure so intense it hurts.

I come again. Violent. Whole body convulsing. Pussy milking him tight.

He groans buries deep fills me one more time hot spurts flooding my womb.

We stay like that breathing hard sweat sticking us together.

Then the doorbell rings.

Sharp loud cuts through the quiet.

Matteo freezes still inside me. Luca sits up fast grabs his phone checks something.

Nico's voice calls from downstairs calm but edged. "It's him. Vittorio. Alone."

My heart stops.

Daddy came back.

Matteo pulls out slow cum gushing out. He looks down at me eyes dark thoughtful.

"Get dressed princess," he says quiet. "Time to see what your daddy wants now."

I sit up legs shaky cum dripping down my thighs onto the sheets. My mind races fear excitement shame all mixed up.

Luca tosses me a thin silk robe barely covers anything. I tie it quick hands trembling.

We walk downstairs together Matteo's hand on my lower back possessive. Luca and Nico flank me like guards.

The front door opens slow.

Daddy stands there in the same rumpled suit eyes bloodshot face pale. He looks older broken. When he sees me robe slipping open showing bite marks cum still shining on my skin his eyes fill with pain.

"Elena," he whispers voice cracking. "I couldn't stay away. I need to talk. Alone."

Matteo steps forward blocks the doorway half smile cold.

"She's not alone anymore Vittorio. Whatever you want to say say it here."

Daddy looks at me desperate. "Baby girl please. Come home. We can fix this. I can protect you."

My throat tightens. Part of me wants to run to him hug him cry like when I was little. But my body remembers last night remembers how good it felt to be ruined how alive I felt with them inside me.

I step closer to Matteo lean into him. His arm wraps around my waist hand sliding under the robe cups my breast right in front of Daddy.

"I don't want to go home Daddy," I say voice soft but steady. "I belong here now."

Daddy's face crumples. Tears shine in his eyes.

Then he says the words that make my stomach drop.

"I brought something. Proof. Of what they did to you. Videos. Pictures. If you don't come with me I'll send them everywhere. Your friends. Your old school. The whole city will see what my daughter became."

Silence falls heavy.

Matteo's hand tightens on me. Luca curses low.

I look at Daddy heart pounding.

He's threatening me.

My own father.

And deep down the thought of everyone seeing me like that dripping begging coming on cock after cock makes fresh heat pool between my legs.

I smile slow small wicked.

"Then send them Daddy," I whisper. "Let them see. Let everyone know I'm theirs."

Daddy staggers back like I hit him.

Matteo laughs dark pulls me closer kisses my temple.

"Smart girl."

Daddy turns walks away slow shoulders shaking.

"stupid girl" he muttered angrily.

The door closes behind him.

But I know this isn't over.

He'll be back.

And when he comes next time...

I'll make sure he watches everything.