22. Elio

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This isn't how I wanted things to go.

As I stare at my broken princess lying on my bed, tear stains streaking her cheeks as she sleeps, I want to choke the life out of Dante for fucking it all up. Never once did I expect him to be the one to fuck up. It's always Renzo.

A part of me wonders whether he did it on purpose, deciding my way was too slow. Slipping out of my jacket and pants, I carefully fold them and place them over the back of my wingback chair in the corner of the room. And then I slip into bed beside her.

I've been imagining what it'd be like to have her in my bed for a while now. None of my fantasies were like this, but the dark part of my soul rejoices in it. She's at our mercy now. Our prisoner and slave to do with as we please.

Softly, I run a hand up her thigh and into her panties, feeling how wet her cunt is even while she sleeps. Perhaps my scent clinging to the sheets has gotten her all worked up. I bet she's dreaming what it would be like to be claimed by the three of us at the same time.

A soft moan escapes her lips, but she remains asleep.

"That's it, princess, moan for me," I growl before positioning myself between her thighs and licking her clit.

Her body is so soft, her skin so smooth. I part her thighs and push aside the gusset of her panties. She's practically gushing.

"Fuck, I've wanted to taste you since the day I set eyes on you." I lean in, inhaling the scent of her arousal, savoring it like a fucking animal. That's what she's turned me into.

All my life, I've been the one in control—the one who doesn't act like a beast. That's Ren's role.

Thrusting a second finger inside her tight virgin channel, I groan as my stiff cock throbs in the confines of my briefs. I know she's a virgin, but damn, I've never felt anything so tight and perfect. The thought of her wrapped around my dick is almost enough to make me come in my briefs.

My fingers move faster, my tongue flicking against her clit, licking and sucking until she's moaning so loud she wakes herself up.

"Elio! What the fuck are you doing?" She jolts awake, eyes wide with shock as she sees me feasting on her pussy while she sleeps. "Stop it! Please!"

I look at her with a smirk, my face covered in her juices. "Why? You were enjoying yourself so much." I continue to lap at her clit, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. "And let's be clear here, you owe me after letting my brother taste this sweet cunt before me."

Her eyes flash with fire. "Stop being an asshole."

"I'm just giving you what you want," I say, giving her clit one last flick with the tip of my tongue before pulling away. "You know you love it." I lean close to her ear and whisper, "And we're not done yet..."

I grab Camila's arm as she tries to bolt from the bed, yanking her back toward me. She cries out, thrashing against my grip, but I'm too strong for her.

"Where do you think you're going, princess?" I hiss in her ear, wrapping one arm around her waist and pinning her against my chest. She squirms and kicks, trying to break free, but I tighten my hold.

"Let me go!" she screams, tears streaming down her face.

I chuckle darkly, nuzzling her neck and breathing in her scent. "I don't think so. We're just getting started." My free hand slides up her thigh, pushing her dress higher. "Do you remember what you promised me tonight?" I drag my fingertips over her panties, feeling the heat between her legs.

"Please, Elio, don't do this," she whispers brokenly.

I pause, conflicted emotions swirling inside me. My princess sounds so scared and vulnerable. Part of me wants to comfort her, to tell her everything will be okay. But the darker part of me hungers to possess her completely.

"Tell me what you intended to give me tonight, princess."

"Fuck you," she growls back.

"You were going to give me your tight little cunt weren't you?" I question. Tears streak down her cheeks, and they're so beautiful. I force her to face me and kiss them away, tasting the saltiness. "Admit it, princess. Tell me the truth."

I rub slow circles around her clit, feeling her body respond instinctively, even as she continues to struggle. Her breaths come faster, small involuntary moans escaping. I groan as my cock strains against my briefs, aching to be inside her.

"That's it, just let go. You're mine now." My whispered words seem to break her resolve. She goes limp in my arms, finally surrendering to the relentless pleasure of my touch.

I lift her effortlessly and carry her back to the bed, a smug smile tugging my lips. She's given in to me, just like I knew she would. Now, I can truly make her mine in every possible way.

I lay her down gently, climbing over her. There will be no more escape attempts. Whether it's because I've broken her or because deep down she wants this, Camila has given in.

She's mine now, completely at my mercy. And yet, there's still a part of me that's angry. Angry that she let Renzo touch her before me, angry that he got to taste her first. But I push those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the task.

"Please stop," she begs half-heartedly.

"Why would I stop, princess?" I murmur, running a hand over her body, feeling her shudder beneath my touch. "You've already gone further with my brother than with me. And besides, we've already talked about this. You're going to be ours, completely and utterly."

I can see the fear in her eyes, but there's something else there, too. Desire. She may not want to admit it, but she wants this as much as we do. And I'm more than happy to give it to her.

"You know what will happen next, don't you?" I say, my voice low and dangerous. "You'll come on my face, just like Renzo's. And then, when I'm ready, I'm going to claim your virginity. And the best part? Renzo's going to be there too, fucking that pretty little mouth while I make you ours."

"No, please. Don't do this!" She tries to kick me, but I'm too strong.

Tearing her panties from her body, I force her thighs down hard against the bed and lower my mouth between them. When I lick her clit, her body arches, and she sucks in a shuddering breath.

"That's it, baby girl. Let me take care of you," I murmur against her pussy.

Without warning, I plunge two fingers inside her, making her cry out in surprise. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I groan against her. She's so fucking sweet. My cock is pulsing in my briefs as I taste her. Finally, I'm going to fuck her tonight. It won't be sweet or soft as originally planned. It's going to be rough, dirty, and hard. How I like it.

"That's it, princess," I murmur, pumping my fingers in and out of her. "You're going to take every inch of me tonight. And you're going to love it."

I can feel her body responding to my touch, her hips bucking against my hand as I finger her harder and faster. And then, just as she's on the brink of orgasm, I pull my fingers out. "Not yet, I'm not ready for you to come."

The door clicks open, as that was our agreed on moment for Ren to enter.

He's wearing a Call of Duty ghost mask. Ren loves wearing masks and fucking about with the girls he gets with because it often scares them. And Ren gets off on fear. His eyes darken when he sees her spread out on my bed, thighs wide and cheeks flushed. "God damn, bookworm. I've never seen anything more tempting.

She whimpers at the sight of Renzo.

I position Camila so that she's on her hands and knees, facing the edge of the bed. Renzo pulls out his cock and strokes it up and down in front of her.

"Did you ever imagine you'd lose your virginity to two men, baby girl?" I ask.

Tears streak down Camila's face, and I move toward her. "Fuck, when you cry, it's so hot. I want you to cry while I tear open your tight little cunt for the first time."

"You're a monster," she spits, eyes moving to Ren and cheeks flushing as she can't keep her eyes off his dick. "Both of you are."

"You thought I was going to be gentle, didn't you, princess?" I say, getting on the bed behind her and running my hand over her ass. "I was going to be, but now there's no point." Camila is right. I am a monster. The man she thought she knew was not really me at all. I've been playing games with her, and now it's time to Danteve the masks. Or, in Ren's case, put the mask on. "But I know you didn't expect Ren to join in on the fun, did you?"

She shakes her head, tears streaming down her face. I grab a fistful of her hair and force her to look at me. There's fear in her eyes, but there's something else there, too—excitement. She's scared, but she's also turned on.

"But you want it, don't you?" I tighten my grasp on her hair. "You told Ren you'd consider fucking us both because deep down, you're a hungry little slut desperate for two big dicks."

"You're wrong," Camila says, "I never wanted both of you."

I freeze my grip on her hair loosening. "What did you say?"

She swallows hard, her eyes flicking between me and Renzo. "I never wanted both of you. I only agreed to consider it because I was scared and didn't know what else to do."

"You expect us to believe that?" Renzo snarls, stepping closer to her. "You're a fucking liar." He moves close to her face while I hold her hair.

"Even as you say it, your cunt is getting wetter by the second, and your eyes betray you," I snarl.

She whimpers again, more tears streaming down her face.

Ren meets my gaze. "No more playing. Let's do this and make her scream our names all night long."

I smirk at Renzo's suggestion and nod, my heart pounding with anticipation. I stand up from the bed and strip my clothes off, never taking my eyes off Camila. Her eyes widen as she takes in my naked form, her gaze lingering on my hard cock. I can see the desire in her eyes, and it only makes me want her more.

I've wanted this for too long, and now that the moment is finally here, I can barely contain myself. It's time to make her mine and I know I'm never letting her go once I cross this line.