31. Elio

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Ihesitate outside Renzo's door, my heart pounding. I know what lies beyond - a twisted playground of blades and restraints, a testament to my brother's sadistic desires.

Taking a deep breath, I turn the handle and step inside. The room is dimly lit, the air heavy with anticipation. Camila stands in the center, already naked except for her lacy panties, her eyes wide with a potent mix of fear and curiosity.

Renzo circles her like a predator, his gaze intense and hungry. "Welcome to my domain, bookworm," he purrs, trailing a finger along her jawline.

Camila shivers at his touch, equal parts terrified and electrified.

I watch as he guides her to the bed, his strong hands pushing her down onto the mattress. He secures her wrists and ankles with expert precision, the ropes biting into her soft, tanned skin.

Camila whimpers, but there's an undeniable flush of arousal on her cheeks.

"You want this, don't you?" My brother taunts, selecting a small gleaming knife from his collection. "A part of you craves the pain, the surrender."

He drags the blade lightly across her collarbone, leaving a thin red line in its wake. Camila gasps, her body arching off the bed. I can see the conflict in her dark eyes. The desire to submit warring with the instinct to fight.

Renzo leans in close, his breath hot against her ear. "Be a good girl for me," he whispers. "Let me show you pleasure like nothing you've ever imagined."

She bites her bottom lip, looking into his eyes. For a moment, I wonder if she's going to fight. But then, the last of her resistance crumbles as she nods.

Renzo grins, triumphant, and brings the knife to her throat.

I step forward, my own desire mingling with a fierce protectiveness. "Easy, Ren," I caution, my voice steady despite the tension thrumming through my body. Seeing him hold a knife to her throat flares my need to protect her.

"Don't worry, brother," he assures me, his gaze never leaving Camila's face. "I know exactly how to play with our little bookworm."

I stand behind him, watching as he toys with Camila. I should feel disgusted, outraged even. But instead, a twisted heat coils through my body. My cock is so fucking hard it's ridiculous.

Renzo trails the blade down her body, leaving thin red lines across her breasts and stomach. Marking her perfect skin, Camila whimpers with a sound of undeniable pleasure. I watch as her cunt is so wet there's a visible patch in the gusset of her panties. Ren was right. She's built for this. Her reactions spur him on, his expert knife skills eliciting gasps and moans.

"That's it, princess," he croons. "I want to hear every sweet sound you make."

He brings the knife to the hem of her panties, slicing through the delicate fabric. Camila is laid bare before us, trembling with anticipation. Renzo's eyes gleam as he takes in the sight of her glistening cunt.

My breath catches at the raw vulnerability on display. I palm myself through my pants, shocked by my body's reactions. This wasn't part of the plan. I was supposed to protect Camila and gain her trust. Instead, I'm as captivated by my brother's twisted games as she is.

Renzo's fingers dance across her skin, his touch gentle and cruel. Camila arches into him, craving more even as the blade nicks her thigh. A thin trickle of blood wells up, and Renzo's tongue darts out to lap it up. The sight makes my cock throb.

"You taste exquisite," he murmurs against her skin.

"Oh fuck," she moans, writhing against his restraints.

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to regain control. But it's no use. The sounds of her moans and little cries drive me wild. I can't resist any longer.

I watch as my brother toys with Camila, the sounds of her whimpers and moans filling the room. My cock strains against my pants, shockingly hard as I take in the erotic yet twisted scene before me. Camila is covered in small cuts. What I'd give to lap at her blood and taste it.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

As Renzo trails his knife over Camila's bare skin, I can no longer resist. "Ren," I rasp, my voice thick with need. "Let me join in."

My brother pauses and looks at me, a knowing smirk twisting his lips. "Of course, brother," he purrs. "I think our girl would enjoy having both of us, wouldn't you?"

He looks to Camila for permission, and her eyes widen. But after a moment, she nods. "Yes, please," she says, eyes begging me.

I quickly shed my clothes, my engorged cock springing free. Camila's eyes drop down, raking over my nude form. I join them on the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight.

"Such a good girl," Renzo croons, trailing his fingers over Camila's parted lips. She takes them into her mouth eagerly, sucking them as she gazes at me.

My brother and I share a heated look. We both want her, our desire mingling into something primal and possessive. This exquisite creature laid out before us, so willing and wanting.

I lean in close, my lips finding the sensitive spot on her neck that makes her whimper. We lavish attention on her bound form, our hands and mouths working together. I palm her breasts as Renzo's fingers slide through her slick folds.

Camila is lost to the pleasure, writhing, and moaning between us. I meet my brother's gaze again, and we think the same thing.

My cock throbs almost painfully, so ready to bury myself inside her tight heat. But I know it's Ren's turn to have her cunt tonight. I'm sure her mouth is just as heavenly.

I continue exploring Camila's willing body alongside my brother, our twisted desires intertwining. We repeatedly push her right to the edge, keeping her balanced on the precipice.

The sounds falling from her kiss-swollen lips are the sweetest I've ever heard. I want more; I want everything she has to give, and I know Renzo feels the same way.

Tonight, we induct her fully into our world and introduce her to the intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain. She'll never be the same again.

I watch as Ren positions himself between Camila's spread thighs, the tip of his engorged cock teasing her glistening entrance. He rubs himself against her sensitive clit, eliciting another desperate moan from her kiss-swollen lips.

"Lick it, princess," Ren commands, bringing the flat of his blade to her mouth. "Show me how much you want it."

To my surprise, Camila eagerly complies, her little pink tongue lapping at the cold steel. The sight makes my own cock throb with need.

"Good girl," Ren praises, his voice dark with lust. "Now, tell me what you want."

"Please," she whimpers, her hips bucking up in search of friction. "I want your thick cock. I need it inside me."

Ren laughs, a wicked sound that sends shivers down my spine. "As you wish, tesoro."

With one swift thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside her tight heat. Camila cries out, her back arching off the bed as she takes every inch of him.

I can't resist any longer. I capture her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans as my brother starts to move. His rhythm is punishing, each snap of his hips driving her higher.

I plunder her mouth with my tongue, tasting her desperation and need. She kisses me back as fiercely, lost to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

I watch as my brother leans in close to Camila, his lips brushing her ear as he whispers filthy things that make her cheeks flush. She moans, the sound sending a bolt of heat straight to my cock. I never imagined our sweet Camila could be so uninhibited, so willing to submit to our darkest desires.

"Just imagine it, princess," Ren purrs, his fingers trailing over her bare, flushed skin. "Elio's cock pounding this tight cunt while I take your other hole. Pop your anal cherry. Think of my thick cock stretching you open, filling you up. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Oh god, yes," Camila gasps, her hips bucking up desperately.

My brother's crude words spark something primal and possessive within me. The thought of claiming her so completely, of him taking her in the most taboo way, makes my dick pulse with need.

I grip her chin, turning her face toward mine. Her eyes are glazed with lust, lips swollen from my brother's rough kisses.

"Is that what you want, princess?" I ask, my voice a low growl. "To be stuffed full with both our cocks?"

Camila bites her lip and nods, cheeks flaming but desire shining in her eyes. I crush my mouth to hers, kissing her breathless. My hands roam her writhing body as my brother continues his relentless rhythm between her thighs.

I break the kiss, my breaths coming hard and fast. The sounds of their coupling fill my ears, the slick slide of flesh and her desperate mewls.

My brother meets my heated gaze, a wicked grin twisting his lips. "I think our princess is ready for more," he says.

Camila trembles between us but doesn't protest. She's ours for the taking, our willing plaything. The thought sends a spike of heat straight to my aching cock.

I trail my fingers down the supple curve of her breast.

She shudders at my touch, eyes fluttering shut in anticipation. I continue exploring her body alongside my brother, our twisted desires intertwining. We indulge her darkest fantasies and introduce her to pleasures she's only dreamed of.

I lavish attention on her breasts, taking one taut nipple into my mouth. She arches into me, pulling against the restraints. My tongue swirls around the stiff peak before sucking hard, making her cry out.

Meanwhile, my brother continues his relentless pace between her thighs, his thick cock driving her higher with every thrust. Camila is lost to the pleasure, writhing, and moaning between us. I can sense her pleasure mounting.

"That's it, princess," he croons, fingers dancing over her sensitive clit. "We're going to make you come so hard."

Camila tosses her head back, eyes squeezed shut. Her breaths come in short, sharp gasps as we push her closer and closer to release. I lavish her breasts with open-mouthed kisses, my tongue tracing circles around one nipple while my fingers pinch and roll the other.

Renzo's movements quicken, his hips snapping hard against hers. I can tell he's getting close, too, from the rough grunts spilling from his lips. But he holds back, determined to tip our princess over the edge first.

"Please," Camila begs, writhing beneath us. "I'm so close."

Renzo's thumb presses down on her clit, rubbing tight circles. "God damn, you're tight, bookworm," he growls.

Her moans pitch higher, edged with desperation. She's right on the brink.

I capture her cries with a heated kiss, swallowing her moans of pleasure. My brother drives into her relentlessly, his fingers working her clit until she shatters.

"Oh fuck, yes!" Camila screams, her back arching off the bed as her orgasm crashes through her. I devour her screams, kissing her passionately as she comes undone.

Renzo continues to fuck her through it, prolonging the pleasure until she collapses back against the sheets, not yet finding his own release.

I arch a brow. "Not breeding her tight little cunt, brother?"

He shakes his head. "Not tonight. I'm going to breed her virgin ass."

Camila moans, eyes rolling in her head.

I break the kiss, smoothing her sweat-dampened hair back from her face. Her eyes are glazed, lips kiss-swollen, and cheeks flushed. She looks thoroughly ravished. The sight makes my cock pulse with need where it's pressed against her thigh.

"Such a good girl," Renzo praises.

Camila shudders, overstimulated. I share a heated look with my brother over her prone form. We're both painfully aroused after watching her come so hard. Time for round two.