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“I didn’t fuck her, man. Other than a few kisses and tasting her pussy, I haven’t touched her,” Matteo says, clearly not willing to fight his brother right now.
Arlo stops his fist midair, his breathing fast and heavy, not willing to fully back down.
Matteo turns to me. “Have I fucked you?”
“Yes, you both fucked me. After you saved me. You both fucked me the night in the dungeon. You were each there, and you each had your turn. You look so alike. But, after knowing each of you, I know you each had your turn with me that night,” I say testing them to see if my hunch is correct. I don’t have any evidence or reason why to guess that they both fucked me that night. Just a gut instinct.
They look at each other and then at me.
“I didn’t fuck you that night. I wish I had, but Arlo wouldn’t let me anywhere near you,” Matteo says.
I narrow my eyes. “I don’t believe you.”
Matteo turns to Arlo.
“I don’t think he fucked you that night. He didn’t when I was there at least. So, unless he went after you and fucked you after you ran…” Arlo looks to Matteo to answer him.
Matteo puts his hand up. “I didn’t fuck her. You’re the only one who fucked her against her will. All I ever did was kiss her when she thought I was you after art class.”
I wince because I know what is about to happen. Arlo punches Matteo again.
“What did I do? It was funny, man. Nina thinks so, don’t you?”
I exhale. “I’m not getting in the middle of whatever this is.” I point back and forth between them.
“Then, what are you doing?” Matteo asks.
“Waiting to see who is going to fuck me.” I cross my arms.
They are already pissed at each other. Now, let them fight it out for me.
Arlo walks over to the first aid kit and pulls out some gauze and a bandage. He tosses them to Matteo. Matteo begins dressing his wound on his head while Arlo wipes off the blood on his stomach and hand.
Neither of them speaks, and I don’t know if I’m going to get my way or not. If I have to choose, I have no idea who to pick. Even if I feel my heart going one way, my pussy will go another. And, as far as which one is smartest to pick to help me get out of here, there isn’t a clear answer. If I choose one, the other is going to be hurt. He’s going to distance himself from me. I can’t take the chance of choosing the wrong brother. I need them both to care for me. Both to fall in love with me. It would double my chances at getting my freedom back.
So, I do the only thing I can. I start unbuttoning the shirt I’m wearing without looking at either one of them. When I get to the last button, I push the shirt off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. They have seen me naked before, but I’ve never felt so exposed as I do right now.
I’m asking for them both to fuck me.
This is wrong. So, so wrong. They think of me as their property even if they are too chicken to do anything about it.
But here is their chance. To fuck me with my permission.
Both men come to me in a second.
I grin. I have power. My body is powerful. And my mind is stronger. I’m going to be free again because I know how to use both.
“What do you want, Nina?” Arlo asks.
He’s never asked me what I wanted before. He’s always commanded me to do everything. It’s strange—hearing him ask me what I want. Even Matteo hasn’t ever asked me what I wanted. He gives me a choice, sure, but he doesn’t let me decide anything. This is my chance to get exactly what I want. The problem is, I don’t know what I want.
“Beautiful?” Matteo asks.
I turn back and forth between the two men. Both the same yet so different. One calls me Nina. The other beautiful or sweetheart but never Nina. I don’t know which I prefer.
But I do know what I want right now.
“Control me. Make me yours,” I command, my voice strong.
