He was mine.
He was my monster, my captor, mine, and I was never going to let him go.
I never wanted this moment to end. Never. But eventually, my body exploded again, and it was all that Thomas needed to groan loudly and give one final thrust as he came inside of me.
Taking a few minutes to gather his senses as he breathed against the pillow beside my head, he eventually pulled his face back and stared at me again. He didn’t say anything, nor did I. But something was different at that moment.
He was not a monster.
He was a man.
Nothing but a man.
I was not the prey.
I was a woman.
Nothing but a woman.
But we were together. We were as one. We were in this nightmare together, and we both knew it.
“My seed’s inside you,” he stated as if a medical procedure had just occurred. Any romantic bubble I thought I had been in popped.
I nodded, hating the thought of merely being a vessel.
“My brother’s seed will be next.”
Chapter Ten
Thomas
“I fucked her,” I announced as I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a scotch.
I didn’t have to tell my brother. He could view it for himself, but something didn’t sit easy with me, and I couldn’t put my finger on it. It wasn’t guilt. He would have his turn. Stefano and I had never shared a woman before so this was definitely unchartered territory.
“I suppose it’s time,” Stefano said as he walked over and took the bottle of scotch from my hand to pour himself his own drink. “The girl has sure atoned for her crimes. That ass of hers has paid the price.”
Taking a sip, I chuckled against the crystal glass. “She fucking likes it. Who would have thought?”
Stefano laughed as well. “Didn’t see that one coming when we planned this out.”
“Rare breed.”
“Rare breed, indeed,” Stefano agreed. “Was the sex good?”
My cock twitched at the memory. “Yeah. There’s something about that woman…”
Stefano took a drink as he inhaled air between his teeth and nodded. “Addictive.”
“Which is dangerous. We can’t think with our cocks instead of our heads. We need to focus on the goal,” I said, ignoring the urge to march back into her room and to bury my cock inside of her again.
“She betrayed us. We have to remember that,” Stefano said. “We have to make sure she never does it again.”
“I think we’ve done that.”
He nodded. “Yeah, we have.” He took another sip. “I have to go into the city tonight, but I’ll fuck her tomorrow.”
Jesus Christ, we were assholes. It was like we were speaking about a prized mare in heat and the details of mating her. It was as if this was nothing but a mundane, daily task of running our business.
My cock disagreed, however.
There was nothing mundane about that woman. Nothing.
* * *
Hailey
Taking a deep breath as I ate my breakfast, I allowed a wave of optimism to enter my psyche. I wasn’t sure if it was yesterday’s sex with Thomas, or the fact that today was a new day, but I did have a new sense of hope. The despair and shadows that threatened to conquer me and swallow me up had long vanished. I felt a renewed sense of strength as each day passed, at least enough to get through another day. One day at a time.
I could feel him approaching my door before a single sound was made. Stefano had entered the room. Something about Stefano’s presence caused erotic tingles throughout my entire body. I had a strong feeling that sex with Stefano was something I would never experience as he seemed to be far less sexual in his actions than Thomas had been. He hadn’t shown me any kind of attention of a sexual nature since the anal training, even though I had wanted him to. Stefano would punish, discipline, demand full submission, but he would never claim me for himself. And the most fucked-up thing was that I wished he would. I wish he had fucked me yesterday at the exact same time Thomas did. I wanted their seed together… Blended. Take what I did not want to give at the time. I wanted my hands bound above my head as I screamed no while he thrust his cock into me. I wanted him to take me. God, how I fucking wanted to be taken. I wanted nothing more than to feel Stefano in the most intimate of ways. I wanted to be the woman tied to his bed, sucking his cock and giving over my full submission. I wanted to feel him spread me as he pressed his body to mine. I wanted Stefano more than I had wanted anything in my life. I lusted, I obsessed, but more than anything… I craved his hard hand of discipline again. How can you love the devil? It was a sickness, a contagion no doubt, but I could not deny the feeling.