Chapter 18

Sleeping between two dangerous men shouldn’t have been possible. Fear alone should’ve kept me awake all night long, yet I slept like a baby. Opening my eyes, the first thing I see is Drake, pressed against me, but I feel Dante against my back. I try to get away from both of them, but Drake tightens his hold around my shoulders, pulling me against his chest, while Dante”s fingers dig into my hip.

“Pretty Girl, you aren’t going anywhere,” Drake says against my neck. His voice is dark and husky, but it’s his breath on my skin that causes shivers to roll down my spine. Drake’s lips graze my neck while his brother’s tongue travels down my back. Drake turns to his back and pulls me on top of him. “Straddle my hips. I need to get inside that pretty pussy.”

I move into the position he wants me in, feeling slightly sore from last night, and he grabs my hips and slams into me, causing me to yelp from the intrusion. I jump slightly when Dante rubs circles around my asshole. He chuckles lightly, “Has anybody fucked this beautiful ass, baby?”

“No,” I nearly yell with urgency, “I don’t want-”

Drake smacks my ass. “We take what we want, Natalia. If my brother wants that beautiful asshole, he’ll take it. Understood?”

A tear trickles down my cheek as I glare at him before nodding, “Yes. I fucking get it.”

He wraps his arms around my back and pulls me onto his chest, gripping me firmly so I can’t move as Dante spreads my ass cheeks, causing me to whimper with fear.. Drake spreads his legs and speaks to his brother, “If your balls fucking touch me, I’m cutting your dick off.”

My giggles are short-lived when Dante pushes another finger inside me. I cry out. Drake holds me down firmer in a near crushing grip. Every muscle in my body tenses when I feel the head of his cock pushing inside my ass.

“Relax, Sunshine. Stop fighting.”

Drake moves one of his hands to my face. Leaning down, he captures my lips in a slow, tantalizing kiss, causing me to moan, and Dante pushes further into my ass. The pain is nearly blinding as they both move.

“How does that feel?” Drake asks.

“Full. I feel full.”

He chuckles as he slams his hips up, hitting a spot deep inside me that threatens to make me come undone.

“Two dicks inside you. Our beautiful little slut likes it this way,” Drake groans.

I dig my fingers into Drake’s chest as Dante picks up speed, his hands holding my ass firmly as he slams into my ass with punishing force. They both fuck me like men possessed and as much as I know I shouldn’t like it, a powerful orgasm hits me, and causes a chain reaction in both brothers.

Drake groans as he fills my pussy, followed by Dante in my ass. I’m going to be oozing cum for days, thanks to both men. We haven’t had a single conversation about birth control. It’s probably a talk we need to have, but I have bigger priorities at the moment.

“I have to pee.”

They both chuckle, and Drake lets me up. “Bathroom and then shower.”

Getting up on shaky legs, I make my way to the expensive bathroom and go to the bathroom and wash my hands. As I turn the shower on, both men follow in behind me. I arch an eyebrow at both of them. “I can’t shower alone?”

Drake grins sardonically. “No, baby. We want every single second with you until we have to leave for work.”

I step into the shower, and both brothers get in, one on each side of me. “Am I allowed to leave?”

Dante chuckles loudly, the sound reverberating through his chest, “Of course. You aren’t a prisoner, Sunshine.”

Am I not? I disagree. Unless, maybe, they’re done with me? Why does that thought make my chest hurt?

“So I’ll go home then, after we’re done here.”

Drake instantly grips my hair and pulls me into his chest. “You aren’t a prisoner, but you are ours. Go do whatever you want, but you come back here. If you aren’t here by six o’clock in the evening, we’ll consider you in breach of contract. And I think you know what happens next.”

My sister dies.

He lets me go and Dante gets shampoo and starts washing my hair. I close my eyes and imagine none of this is happening. Sex with both brothers was over the top incredible, but it still isn’t what I want. I don’t want to be trapped by two mafia men. And hell, how about a little consent?

“I’m going to see Nicole today,” I tell them both as Drake washes my body. His hands freeze momentarily on my now soapy breasts. “That’s fine. Just know we are watching you. Don’t do anything stupid.”

I glance up at Drake”s stern expression and shrug. “Also, I can’t be here at six. I have a show at seven tonight.”

He gazes at me with surprise. “Since when?”

I giggle with delight at his, clearly not knowing about my change in plans. Drake thinks he knows everything, but obviously he didn’t know about this.

“Last minute.”

Drake pinches both of my nipples, causing me to yelp and him to chuckle. “Just behave yourself. Fuck around and find out, Pretty Girl.”

I gaze at him in confusion. “Why does one of you call me Sunshine and the other Pretty Girl?”

Drake doesn’t answer immediately, instead Dante does as he comes up behind me, running his nose along my neck, “You’re like seeing the sun for the first time after being locked in solitary confinement for a lifetime. You are bright, warm and everything we don’t deserve. Yet, we’re evil men, so we’ll take you, anyway.”

I don’t know what to say to that, so I say nothing. They’ll grow tired of me and move on. Then I’ll be free to go back to my life as pathetic as it is. Maybe Nicole will see the sacrifice I’ve made for her and we can fix things between us. Maybe I’m slightly delusional, but what the hell do I have if I don’t have hope?

Drake wraps his hand around my throat, causing me to move back until I crash into Dante’s chest.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Pretty Girl but don’t get confused. That tight pussy won’t save anyone if you don’t do as you’re told. We not only expect complete submission, we fucking demand it. Be a good girl and nobody gets hurt.”

This entire situation is beyond confusing. I should be angry with them both. There’s no way I should be turned on with his hands around me like this, threatening me. Yet I cannot control the throbbing in my core.

“You don’t own me,” I say through several gasps. Drake tightens his grip while Dante’s cock presses against my back.

Drake smirks slightly. “I own every part of you, baby. That tight little pussy. Those perfect lips. All those sexy moans. And your breath. They are all mine. Ours.”

He releases his hand from my burning throat, and I cough while trying to control my raspy breathing.

“My heart is mine. It will never be yours.”

I turn and race out of the shower to get the hell out of here when I hear Drake chuckle, “You can have that. I don’t fucking want it.”

Asshole.Of course, it doesn’t matter whether he wants my heart. I’d never give it to either of them. They can force me to have sex with them, but they can’t make me have feelings I don’t and never will. So why did it bother me when he said those words to me? I don’t know. There’s only one thing I’m certain of. I’m going to buy another razor blade today. Guaranteed after I see Nicole, I’ll need it. Drake and Dante may think they control my actions, but they don’t. I learned a long time ago to take care of myself. Trust me, if you don’t give yourself what you need, no one else will. There’s only one person I can count on in this world. Myself.