Lyla’s POV“Lyla,” Papa stood at the entrance to my room, his brows drawn. I made sure I did not raise my head up, scared because I could smell the breath of alcohol on him. “Lyla,” he screamed, rushing at me. I folded my body as I felt his fingers dig into my skin.“Help, help, help.”My eyes flew open with panic. “Oh my God, oh my God,” I sighed, falling back on the bed. “It was just a nightmare, little bird.”Emilio was on his side next to me. “It felt real. Like it was something that had happened before.”“You cried for help.”I turned to his back, staring at the nape of his grey hair. “Really?” Emilio turned around too, and I peered into his blue eyes. “Yes, you were a wreck. What haunts you other than me, little bird?”I was about to reply when my eyes caught something on his hands. “Is that blood?” I asked, perplexed.“Good morning, baby girl,” Achilles strolled into the room. He looked like a Greek God, his sweatpants low on his hips. His tanned skin glittered with the sun, t
Xiomar’s POVSomething is ringing. I turned my head to the side of the bed, still groggy with sleep. The sound became louder.“Ouch, turn it off,” Emilio groaned, wrapping his hands tighter around Lyla’s sleeping body.I opened my eyes slowly,picking up the phone.“Hello?”“Boss,” a hushed voice whispered. “They're here, come urgently please.”Fuck no.“Achilles,” I tapped his thigh. “Achilles.”“What is it?”“Wake up.”Emilio gets up, wearing his pants.“What's going on?” He asked, his voicemail like steel. “They're people at the dicks,” I whispered back, not wanting to wake Lyla up.Achilles looked down on her sleeping form. “Should we leave her here?”“I think we could,” I murmured, dragging my own clothes on. “I figure we have thirty minutes to get there.”We leave together, Achilles locked the safe room. “She'll be okay,” he said.I went into my room to grab my weapons. A gun, a sling hammer and a grenade.When I'm back to the hallway, Achilles has donned a suit, his hair gelled
Xiomar’s POVSomething is ringing. I turned my head to the side of the bed, still groggy with sleep. The sound became louder.“Ouch, turn it off,” Emilio groaned, wrapping his hands tighter around Lyla’s sleeping body.I opened my eyes slowly,picking up the phone.“Hello?”“Boss,” a hushed voice whispered. “They're here, come urgently please.”Fuck no.“Achilles,” I tapped his thigh. “Achilles.”“What is it?”“Wake up.”Emilio gets up, wearing his pants.“What's going on?” He asked, his voicemail like steel. “They're people at the dicks,” I whispered back, not wanting to wake Lyla up.Achilles looked down on her sleeping form. “Should we leave her here?”“I think we could,” I murmured, dragging my own clothes on. “I figure we have thirty minutes to get there.”We leave together, Achilles locked the safe room. “She'll be okay,” he said.I went into my room to grab my weapons. A gun, a sling hammer and a grenade.When I'm back to the hallway, Achilles has donned a suit, his hair gelled
Emilio rolls off my body, while Xiomar takes the same position.“Beautiful,” he mumbled, rubbing the head of his dick on my clit. Each pass made me whinper, biting my lips,craving for more.“Fuck me,” I said, not caring about anything else.“You heard her,” Achilles grabbed my head, angling my face to his cock. “Fuck our girl hard.”Xiomar groaned and pushed his dick in me with one thrust, the same time Achilles fills my mouth up. “Shit,” he groaned, pumping his hips forward. “So wet.”I moaned around Achilles dick, letting Xiomar destroy my pussy. “Fuck baby, you're going to make me come,” he mutters, and I feel the hot wash of his cum in my insides Achilles frees my hands and I wrap it around Xiomar, holding him to my body as an orgasm threatened to take me under.Xiomar gets up and Achilles handsome face hovers in front of mine. “Daddy,” I moaned, as his thick cock stretched me wider.“Now, you are ours.”“Yes sir,” I said, rasing my legs high. He grabbed my feet, and I listened
“Ride my face baby girl,” Xiomar said from beneath me. I lowered myself slowly on him, feeling his nose connect with my clit.“Fuck,” Achilles grunts as I took him deeper into my mouth, the bulbous head of his dick repeatedly hitting my throat. I sucked on him, sounds of pleasure reverberating through my body while Emilio tugs on my nipples, occasionally pinching them.“Fuck, you taste so good,” Xiomar's muttered, his tongue going deep inside me. I clenched around the soft muscle, aching for more..“Oh my God,” I took in a deep breath, my hips moving without my control. “I'm going to come,” I threw my head backwards, the orgasm went up from my legs to my hair in my head, shaking me vigorously as I wept and begged for mercy.“What a slut,” Achilles hissed, stroking his fat cock in front of my face. “You loved coming on his face?”“Yes Daddy,” I opened my lips as he tapped the head of his dick in them, sucking the pink cap and focusing on it..Emilio licked my body, and I felt a pressur
Lyla's POVMy heart thundered in my chest. “Please,” I begged them.“You want to be used,baby girl?”Yes, so badly.“Yes Daddy,” I answered.They crowded me, engulfing me in their scent and power. My breathing picked up as I felt the first contact of a cold hand on me, warning my skin up.This was raw, an insane spontaneous decision, yet it was the most natural thing to me. I needed to finally have them in me.“Take off your shirt,” Achilles commanded slowly, stepping away from me. I locked my gaze on his intense stare, his pupils blown out. He was gorgeous, the Brown hair falling over his forehead, casting a dark shadow on his face, his lips enticing me.I lifted the shirt, allowing it to fall freely from my hands. Achilles stared at my nipples, his breathing getting rougher.“You can handle all of us? It's your first time.”I would detonate if I didn't have them all at once. I licked my lips. “Well, I can handle you all.”Emilio threw me over his shoulder, carrying me out of the roo