Santino “Fuck…” I sigh out. I am hard as fuck. The way she placed her ass on my dick and grabbed my dick while she kissed me sent me off the roof, and when Maximo mentioned her choking on my dick, I grew bigger, and that’s the problem. Samantha thinks she has seen our dicks at their fullest sizes, but we can get bigger than that, and if what she felt today freaked her out, I wonder how she will react when I finally get to feel warm pussy around my cock. “Damn, she left me hard as fuck. We have a sassy mate, brother,” Maximo says, and I must agree. She is damn sassy and knows how to put us in our place when she wants to. The funny thing is everyone is afraid of us except her. “I really did want her lips around my cock.” “You will feel them, Santino, don’t worry about that. Besides, we have already eaten her pussy, and she might pretend all she wants, but her body is craving for us… Speaking of mates, when are we going to tell her?” he asks, looking at me attentively. “Soo
Samantha Water cascades on my body. Using the sponge, I wash off with hot steaming water, and the tension that was in my muscles relaxes, causing me to feel more relaxed too. There is just something about hot steaming water. Once done with the bath, I make sure my hair is washed out too before drying it with a blow dryer. With a towel around my body, I walk to my bedroom, and I open my closet. What will I wear today? I haven’t thought much about that, but being a dinner, I know Santino will take it too far. His crave for perfection just throws me off. I always notice how his eyes twitch when I choose to wear scanty clothes at dinner. He fucking hates it, but he chooses not to comment on it. I drop the towel at the same time a knock comes at the door. “No, please!” I shout as I put on my matching pair of underwear and bra. The door opens anyway, and Santino graces me with his presence. Sapphire blue eyes shamelessly rake my body before his eyes focus on my face. “I
Samantha “What?” I place my hand over the hickey, the spot feels so sensitive and soft. “None of them gave me this. You don’t have to kill any of them because they haven’t touched me in any way. What… what is on my neck…” I stall, not knowing exactly what to say. “Then why do you have that on your neck?” He points at the part I am hiding. “Uh… it’s a bug,” I utter rashly. A very big bug. He scowls, his baby blue eyes narrowing at me. “Do you think I am that little that you can just say whatever you want to and make me believe?” I can’t believe this is the first conversation we are having after a long time of not seeing each other. “No, I don’t think that... But I am telling you…”“I can’t take more of your lies. I am warning you not to do anything stupid with these men. They are dangerous killers, and I don’t want you to get involved with any of them.” He warns me sternly. “I won’t,” I say. His face finally brightens up. The creases on his forehead are no longer present. He
Samantha The next morning, in the kitchen, I am mixing up some morning shakes before I hit the gym. I have been quite consistent lately, and even though I am yet to see any viable results, I will keep going. Outside all of this chaos, I am still a millionaire, and I need to keep up my sexy appearance. April walks into the kitchen and smiles at me. “Busy morning, huh?” She gestures at the shakes that I begin to take. “Yeah, the gym needs me. I need to keep fit,t after all.” “Women and their body images.” She comments with a little head shake. “That’s how it is.” I know better than to indulge in a conversation with her. After what I saw last night, I don’t know what to think of her. I guess everyone here is my enemy, and she is the biggest one of them all. “What are you doing after the gym? We could explore together. I believe you haven’t seen other cool places of this land.” She smiles warmly, like she has always done. She doesn’t treat me differently, and it’s so de
Samantha As agreed, dinner has been set, and the only one left to arrive is Maximo. Santino and I quietly wait for him, while at the same time, I try not to stare at Santino too much. He looks so sexy today in a four-piece suit and freshly styled hair. He looks like the ultimate perfectionist I know him to be. “I miss my brother. Can I get a chance to talk to him?” Santino’s eyes rise from the phone in his hands to look at my face. Our eyes meet, and he appears to be as bored as ever. “You will be seeing him soon, actually," He responds, his eyes traveling back to the mobile device in his hand. “What do you mean I will be seeing him?” I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. I jerk forward in my seat. I don’t know if it’s something I should be worried or happy about. This can mean two things after all, and knowing Santino, he isn’t one to elaborate much on issues; he would rather keep you guessing like it’s some big mystery to solve. For once, I want Maximo at this table.
Samantha I open my eyes slowly. I stand up and beeline for the bedroom, shame fills me. I fall first on the bed and scream a string of curses into the pillow. My body is pulsing from their touch, craving more of only what they can offer. No one else can get me that excited except for them, and that's scary. You don't need to get attached to their touch or anything. You are a prisoner here, nothing but a prisoner. I chant. No, I can't let them get to me. I will make sure of that. I will stick to my everyday schedule of the gym and other activities to keep my mind focused and my body in shape. The day flies by and dinner is brought to my room. The twins did ask for us to have dinner together, and I faked being sick. I can't keep messing with fire, I will get burned, that much I know. Maximo and Santino are pure raging fire and if I am not careful I will get caught in it. I can't allow myself to get caught in the enigma these men are. The next three days I managed to avoid the men.