15. Arianna
15
ARIANNA
I spent a week with the twins. Something had changed. I wasn’t sure when or why exactly, but it had. I sat on the edge of my bed in the white t-shirt Renzo had given me, watching as he moved slowly around the room.
They’d rewarded me with a warm bubble bath and a dinner of my choosing tonight. And a kiss from each of them.
And the kiss wasn’t on my mouth.
They both ate me out, my legs tied and spread wide across Roman’s bed earlier that day. Their tongues thrashed against my aching clit. Sucking. Nipping. Licking. I’d come three times for them, spraying everything. They were feral as they groaned, swallowing all I gave them, hungry like I’d just given them a five course meal after starving them.
It did something to me.
Now I was alone with Renzo since Roman had to leave with Massimo and Sever.
They’d not given me panties or a bra, but at least I had on an oversized t-shirt which went to my knees.
“What’s your favorite color?” Renzo asked, pausing to stare out the window.
“Um, I like blue,” I murmured.
He turned to me. “Blue? Really?”
I nodded, tugging nervously on the hem of the t-shirt.
He smiled at that and went back to looking out the window.
Deciding I wanted to make conversation with him, I asked him a question.
“What’s your favorite color?”
I didn’t think he was going to answer me until he finally turned, his blue-gray eyes drinking me in. I fidgeted more beneath his penetrating stare.
“Yellow,” he answered.
I lifted my brows at his answer. He let out a soft, seductive chuckle and approached me. I swallowed hard as he leaned over me, forcing me onto my back. His tatted hand moved up my thigh before he grasped me hard.
“Do you not like my answer, kitten?” he asked, his voice low and gravelly.
“I-I like your answer.”
“Mm.” He ran his nose gently along my jaw. “Say my name.”
“R-Renzo.”
“I like the way it sounds on your lips.” He kissed my jaw tenderly, sending my heart rate shooting up. His hard cock brushed against my pussy through his pants.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he continued softly.
My heart thrashed violently in my chest at his words. To make it worse, he shifted off me a little and ran his fingers lightly against my bare pussy and let out a soft chuckle at how wet I was already.
I squeezed my eyelids closed, trying to steady my breathing.
“Tell me,” he continued.
“I’m yours,” I whispered.
“Mm, yes, you really are.”
I cried out as he plunged two fingers deep into my heat, hooking them and hitting a spot that made my eyes roll back.
“Tell me how many men have had their fingers buried in your cunt.”
“N-None befo-before you.”
“Not even Sever?”
“No,” I managed to say.
He let out a soft growl before picking up his pace. I moaned softly as he continued to finger me.
“Mm, you know what I really like about you, kitten?”
“W-What?”
“How hard you fucking come for me.” I wasn’t sure exactly what he did, but I came with a shout, him tearing it suddenly from my body. I trembled violently as I soaked his hand and the mattress with my spray.
I was so caught up in the intense feeling I didn’t even scream from him biting my collarbone area.
He and Roman had left my shoulders bruised and aching from biting me before. Their teeth marks left behind red and purple marks. They’d managed to break skin in some spots.
Overall, they were harming me all while making me feel alive.
It didn’t seem right, and I felt crazy for letting it happen.
“Fuck, you’re really perfect, aren’t you?” he cooed in my ear as I came down from my orgasm. He lazily pumped his fingers in and out of me.
I shook beneath the motion, making him chuckle.
“You know when you got here, my cock was hard just thinking about making you bleed for me. Something snapped within me though,” he said softly as he peppered kisses along my jaw, neck and collarbone.
I breathed heavily, letting him do whatever he wanted.
“Do you know when it happened?” he continued.
“No,” I answered softly, my voice quaking. He pulled his fingers free from my pussy with a wet squelching sound amid a low chuckle. I winced in embarrassment at the noise. He lazily rubbed my clit lightly, making me twitch from the sensitivity.
“It was the night in the woods. Your eyes. So fucking innocent and sweet. Those tits. This fucking body. I knew as I stared at you on your knees that I wanted more than your blood from you. Do you think you can give me what I want, kitten?”
“W-What do you want?”
“Aside from this wet fucking pussy and tight little asshole?” He growled against my skin, making electricity rocket through me. “I want your heart.”
I said nothing beneath his proclamation, unsure if he meant my love or my actual heart. Based on my experience with the Saconne brothers, I wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to carve my heart from my chest.
“W-Will you cut it out of me?” I asked nervously.
He chuckled again. “Mm, if I have to, kitten. I’d like for you to just give it to me though, but I’m not above forcing it out of you.”
I swallowed thickly at his words but didn’t say anything.
How did I feel about him and his brothers? Terrified? That was accurate, but he and Roman had treated me so good this week. Massimo hadn’t really bothered me, and Sever…
My heart ached at what Sever had done to me.
I’d already been over it in my head and didn’t want to keep doing it. It hurt too much.
Renzo grew quiet for a moment before he spoke again.
“What’s your favorite food?”
I twisted my fingers nervously against the bed sheet. “Um, I like pizza.”
He nodded, continuing to gently run his fingers up and down my soaked pussy. “Toppings?”
“Just cheese,” I whispered.
“Simple. I like it. Have you ever tried it with pineapple and jalapenos?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“I think you’d like it.” He kissed the corner of my lips again. “A little sweet with your spice.” He pushed his fingers back into my pussy, making me gasp. He seemed to like my reactions because he nuzzled against my neck and kissed me. I angled my neck for him so he could have better access. I didn’t know if it was because I was genuinely feeling something for the monster or if it was because I was scared and the only way to survive was to fall in line or die sooner.
Freedom might be closer if I could just get through this.
I didn’t want to address the way my stomach twisted at not being around the twins though. It took no time at all for them to ensnare me.
He fingered me for a moment, making me whimper with pleasure, before he slowed to a stop and went back to lightly tracing up and down my aching slit.
“Ask me something,” he said, his pretty blue-gray eyes on me.
“W-What’s your favorite food?”
“Pussy,” he said with a soft laugh. “I love eating pussy. Didn’t you realize it when I was eating yours this morning?”
I swallowed. “I-I liked it. And then when you kissed Roman…”
“Yeah? You like when I kiss my brother?”
“Yes,” I answered softy, not denying how hot and taboo it was.
“Ask me what you want to ask me, kitten.”
I licked my lips. “Do you guys… have sex? With each other?”
“Are you asking me if I fuck my twin?”
I nodded. “Um, yes.”
He let out a soft laugh again, his fingers moving to my clit and gently rubbing it.
“If I told you yes, would you want to watch?”
“I-I would.”
“Such a dirty fucking girl.” He slipped his fingers back into my pussy, hooking them against that place that drove me mad and fucked me quickly. The way he could get me off so fast left my head spinning. I came with a cry, my back arching off the bed as I soaked his hand and bed again.
Panting, I laid in the mess I’d made, my body tingling from the aftershocks. He withdrew his fingers and trailed them along my bottom lip, leaving the dampness behind. I watched as he sucked them into his mouth and cleaned them off, a wicked glint in his eyes.
“If you’re a good girl, I’m sure Roe and I can reward you with a little show. Would you like that kitten? To watch us suck and fuck one another? When we’re done, you can lick us clean of our sins.”
“Yes,” I whimpered out.
He let out a dark laugh. “Then keep us happy and you’ll be rewarded beyond your wildest dreams.”
“And if I mess up?”
“Don’t,” he warned, a slight tremble to his voice. “Just don’t.”
I didn’t pursue it because based on what I’d already experienced, it wouldn’t end well for me, even if they were starting to develop some sort of caring for me.
“Do you love our brother?” he asked after a moment.
“Sever?” I licked my lips at his name.
“Yes. You saw him that night. He’s struggling.”
“He scared me,” I answered, my voice soft. He had. I hadn’t said a word about it. I’d simply accepted the twins were going to keep him away and had gone back to sleep, my heart pounding.
“He has that effect on people. You have to meet him head-on,” he said.
“I don’t want to.”
“If you’re here, you have to learn to manage the situation with him. He’s not going anywhere, and you belong to him just as much as you belong to me, Roe, and Massimo.”
I closed my eyes at his words.
“I want to go home,” I whispered, a tear squeezing out of the corner of my eye.
Renzo shifted forward and licked my tears as they trickled down my cheek.
“You will never go home.”
More tears fell at his words.
“Even if you could, I wouldn’t allow you. I’m… attached to you now. It happened so quickly that I don’t think I’ll be able to handle the withdrawal. So if you leave us, I will hunt you down like a wild animal and drag you back to us. I never let go of what belongs to me.”
His words cut me deep, making me shake.
“Don’t cry, kitten,” he murmured. “Aren’t you happy?”
“It’s been one week with you,” I choked out. “One week out of a lifetime. Not even two months with the four of you?—”
He moved so he was over me, his blue-gray eyes boring in to mine.
“Behave and have more?—”
“I want to go home.”
His lip twitched as he stared down at me.
“Never. I’ll kill you before I let you leave.”
More tears poured out at his words. I tried to shove him away, but he pinned my arms over my head after a brief struggle.
“Mm, you were doing so good,” he said, his gaze raking over my face. “How disappointing. I guess I’ll have to teach you, huh, kitten?”
I let out a shriek as he moved off the bed, hauling me with him. I tried to put the brakes on, but he only laughed as he pulled me to the door and tugged me downstairs. We didn’t stop until we’d reached the living room.
Massimo, Sever, and Roe came in from outside looking windswept.
Knowing I was already in trouble, I glared at the trio, not bothering to go to my knees.
“What’s going on?” Massimo demanded in his deep voice.
“She wants to go home. We’re apparently not worth staying with,” Renzo said.
I glared at him. I’d never said that. I’d simply said I wanted to go home. Being a prisoner wasn’t what I had planned for my life.
“I see.” Massimo’s gaze skirted over me.
“I figured maybe you should talk some sense into her,” Renzo continued, pushing me forward.
“I can put some sense into her,” Roman chuckled, moving to stand next to me. He planted a quick kiss on my cheek. The simple, sweet gesture made my heart jolt. It also confused me. I cast a quick look to Sever who glowered back at me.
Massimo continued to stare me down.
“Why are you not on your knees?”
I glared at him, grinding my teeth.
He cocked his head at me before looking to Renzo and Roman who were both now behind me.
I didn’t know what was wrong with me. One minute I was enjoying myself and the next I was overwhelmed by the idea of never leaving here.
I did no crime, so to be sentenced to a lifetime of misery seemed cruel and unusual. All because my prick of a father wanted to use me one last time.
“Knees. Now.” Massimo pointed to the floor.
I balled my hands into tight fists.
“No. Let me go.”
Massimo sighed and looked to the ceiling. I glanced past him to see Sever frown and take a step forward. The twins shifted away from me from behind.
Massimo struck like a snake.
I didn’t even get the scream out before his hand was wrapped tightly around my throat and he was lifting me off my feet like I was light as a feather. I clawed at his wrist and arm, trying to break free, but the look in his gray eyes suggested I was fighting a losing battle.
“You don’t tell me no,” he snarled at me, everything about that composed demeanor changing.
I kicked my feet, watching as the twins and Sever stared back at Massimo with me, none of them doing a thing to stop it.
Massimo dropped me to the floor without blinking an eye. I landed in a painful heap, gasping for air. He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed me by my braid and forced me to my knees. I cried, staring up at him.
Sure, it was painful, but I was also angry.
I bit my bottom lip so hard it bleed as a means to keep myself from shrieking my hatred at him. At Sever for hurting me. At the twins for making me think they gave a damn only to stand back to watch.
“What are the rules?” Massimo asked, his voice deadly and sinister.
“On my knees when I greet you,” I said, staring at the floor, my vision blurry from the tears.
“And were you on your knees?”
“N-No.”
The room was silent for a moment. I exhaled, my body jittery at what it all meant. Finally, Massimo stepped forward and tilted my chin up. His fingers slid away from my jaw, his hand beckoning me to come to him.
“Come,” he said in a calm voice.
I hesitated for a moment before taking his warm hand in mine and allowing him to pull me to my feet. Wordlessly, I let him lead me from the room, the twins and Sever watching silently.
He brought me upstairs to a room before closing the door behind us. I stared around in wonder at the massive space. It reminded me of Roman’s room with a sitting area, attached bath, massive bed, and big screen TV on the wall. The fireplace was lit and there was an overstuffed chair next to it where I imagined Massimo sat in the evenings, contemplating all the violence he kept beneath his well-composed facade.
“Knees,” he said, pointing to a spot in front of the chair.
I moved to where he indicated and went to my knees, my head bowed.
He moved around the room for a moment before he came to sit in the chair, a glass and a bottle of scotch in his hand. Through the freed wisps of my braid, I watched him pour a glass of a the amber liquid before swallowing it down in one go. He refilled his glass and settled back.
I snapped my attention back to the floor, my heartbeat thundering in my ears.
I had no idea what he wanted from me, but I was sure I’d find out soon enough.