Page 62 of Humility

Shame at the thought of seeing Angelo, Dario, and even Enzo like that again burned in my gut. I hated Angelo so much for still infecting me after all this time. I should’ve purged him from my system when he cut off all contact and never looked back. Now, I had taken a sleep aid that created a ghost effect in my mind. I had issues, but it was too late now. I glanced at the toilet. No, I couldn’t do it. I hated being sick. I would rather deal with the emotional fallout of taking the Absolem.

Walking over to the bed, I sat down and picked up my latest book. How I talked myself into reading a romance about a serial killer when I now lived in the middle of nowhere was beyond me. But there was something about this Cain guy that I loved.

Settling back into my pillows, I picked up where I left off. It wasn’t long before I couldn’t hold my eyes open and didn’t have the strength to put the book on the nightstand.

* * *

I was floating in a sea of darkness. Hands were on my body, and I moaned as they traveled up my legs and back down again.

“Hello, my Tiger, did you miss me?” Angelo’s voice filled my mind as if whispering directly into my ear. He touched my face and moved my hair out of the way, and I wanted to cling to him.

Here, in my mind, it was safe to want that. More hands were on me, and my head lolled to the side. I smiled at Dario, loving his warmth pressed against me. My breath hitched with the feel of his hard body, and I remembered curling up in his arms and how safe I felt.

“Do you want me, Tiger,” Angelo asked.

Anger and sadness didn’t exist here, and I reached out to touch Angelo, finding his chest naked and hard. My sleep shorts were suddenly gone, and I felt wanton as his hands slipped between my thighs, touching me. The sensation was so familiar that I pushed up, wanting more.

“Yes,” I said.

“Say it again. Say you want me to fuck you and make you scream. Make sure you say please.”

I licked my lips, and everything felt slow. “Please…fuck…me,” I said and moaned as Angelo growled against my neck. The moment he moved, someone else took his place beside me. My body shifted on the bed, and my legs were spread wide.

“You want Enzo’s cock in your mouth, don’t you,” Angelo asked, and I nodded, agreeing to anything he said. My body was hot as Dario nuzzled my neck, his hand playing with my nipples.

“You want me to stick my cock in her mouth,” Enzo asked.

“Yes,” I answered.

“Tiger says yes, and Tiger gets what she wants. Cock in her mouth, now,” Angelo ordered, and I squirmed, listening to him. I loved it when he got all commanding. I wanted to tell him no, just to see if he would spank me, and my ass tingled at the old memory.

Angelo turned my head to the side just before a cock touched my lips. I opened my mouth, moaning as Enzo slipped inside.

“Sweet fuck, this should not feel so good,” Enzo said, which confused me. Should my mouth not feel good? Did he not think I would feel good? I didn’t like hearing that and sucked harder, my hand wrapping around his shaft. “Oh my god, this is not fair. I’m such an asshole,” he said.

“But you’re not going to stop, are you,” Angelo asked as his weight blanketed me.

“No,” Enzo said, gripping my hair and quickening his pace.

“That’s it, Tiger, suck him hard, make him come,” Angelo encouraged, and I moaned and sucked harder wanting to get a good girl out of him.

“Shit, oh fuck those lips. So fucking beautiful, I’m so sorry,” Enzo said and groaned as he came. I had no idea why he was apologizing. He was confusing me. I swallowed him down and sucked until he pulled himself from my mouth, leaving me squirming in frustration.

“Such a good girl.” I smiled, happy that I got him to say it. It always sounded so sexy and naughty. “You love to suck cock don’t you,” Angelo asked, and I nodded, shuddering as his hips pressed into me and his cock nudged my pussy.

“Yes,” I said, wrapping my arms around his warm, tightly flexed body. My fingers danced over the dips and planes of his back, and I cried out as he pushed into me a little more.

He felt the same, and it was just another night they snuck into my bedroom as if no time had passed. Maybe it was. Maybe everything else was a figment of my imagination, and this was my reality. I wanted that to be true.

“Fuck Tiger, you are tighter than I remember. How is that possible? Shit, don’t wiggle like that. You’ll make me come too soon.” I loved hearing him say he was losing control. Nothing gave me as much joy as making him lose his tightly wound control.

“Angelo,” I said, arching into him as he filled me.

“Yes, Tiger, I’ve got you. I love you, and I’m never letting you go.” He paused and nipped at my ear. “Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

“I’m going to fuck you hard, Tiger.”